SOL626 - Money lyrics

Euro, ruble, dollar, yen It's the Supermen Benjamin Franklin Flying kites in the wind Sniff lines within 100 dollar bill Now mind's got no chill cuz money is real Living in a digital material world We trust in God but they entrust it in gold Paper we ain't royal enough to behold Enslaving ourselves, sell our body and soul So what's in it, what's your credit limit? Why can't you live without it if you weren't born with it Try to destroy it and you will get committed to the cross In the name of the boss of this clinic Money Money makes the world go straight for the jugular Secret societies, con artists, mafia See your posse is out for impossible obvious Flooding the market, no clue what market value is The struggle is living on petty allowances A trillion to point one cent what your balance is The deposit is earth what you profiting off? Taxing for oxygen while your nostrils in dirt A mosque or a church built off gangster wealth It's how we trace energy reinventing itself Like water to rain, cycles holy to grimy As saints spill tears for the blood spilled for money