Huggy Bear - I'm f**in Up The Money lyrics

[Intro] And I shall be making a full statement...of the events that have led up to the present anxious and critical situation [Verse One: Huggy Bear] You live in New York you gotta get two jobs For self support, you gotta seed you need three I'm f**ing up the money in gross abundancies Bootleg CDs [?] currencies Stolen cable, eating off ping pong tables Records get pressed up by bullies with dukey cables Pancakes with no syrup Just a maple leaf You can be whatever you want, I just make believe Prisons got signs up reading "No vacancy" While those locked up is still earning for the industry They say a change gonna come, but to what degree? Every day my favorite pair of jeans and my lucky fleece If BDP couldn't Stop The Violence, what makes them think the U.N. can? Peace keeper where the gun is fraudulent like spring valley weed Wasting the doe Thought that you was high but you was smoking a placebo Purposely missing free throws Shaving points, wearing double zero Yo, I'm f**ing up the money I'm f**ing up the money Read books, while all they teach you to do is study The DNA discovery foreseen by Aldous Huxley Cloned turkeys, wrapped up, preserved in your lunch meat I can rock over beats that sound like leeches being stomped by fetus Swings sets that's rusty Internet threats are now off screen And it must be the 80's, I'm still doing shows for free [Interlude: J-Zone as dickhead promoter] Ayo, I'm saying you rocked it tonight, but ahh...I'm not gonna be able to afford to pay ya. Huh. Sorry [Hook: Huggy Bear] I'm f**ing up the money I'm f**ing up the money (Yo Hug you screwing up) Yo I'm f**ing up the money I'm f**ing up the money (Ha, f**ing up big time) [Verse Two: Huggy Bear] [?] cosign what I sign High on company time, giving my rhymes away Blowing up U.P.S.'s spot Nothing but j**elry, hit the barbershop, sell what I got Cash in my hand than Bopped up your blocks so hard, thought I was dancing She wants her hair done My girl did it with a flare gun It's the last stoge, let's share one Fell off like cats that went to play ball overseas And came home with a pair of bad knees To me, God walks the Earth as MC's Cause He likes the way we speak Surrounded by b**hes angrier than Kelis Eating grilled cheese, looking to the east How they gonna take a bite outta crime When they ain't even ready to teeth? It's America's mess Blacks and whites together? Only on a ref's chest [Interlude] "For us...this is an emergency. As serious as war itself."