Timbaland - Masterpiece lyrics

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Timbaland - Masterpiece lyrics

[Intro: Davis Absolute] And nothing's new but the shoes What it do, what it do And nothing's new but the shoes What it do, what it do [Hook: Timbaland & (Davis Absolute)] Cash rules everything around me (cake, cake) C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all [Verse 1: Davis Absolute] Knowledge of the Kingdom for a minute, but I'm so gone The world wrapped around my throat saying hold on And I can't breathe, this pain won't leave Trying get it together on my own the slow [?] Thoughts so calm Mastermind of consciousness Master with a plan or disaster is the consequence The Benz polished short sight and not confidence With the faith of a mustard tree, we move continents Made marvellous, results of a God who thought of us The same God became a martyr to harbour us Cold hands in this blood stained promise The only Man who kept a hundred percent when He promised us Peace And a release from the harmfulness Imagine that heaven only charmed and had come to us Maybe it's the only thing that belongs to us Maybe we haven't belonged long enough Maybe we let sin become a part of us Maybe we need life water just to wash us up Not a doubt in my mind that water isn't strong enough I tried This evil in my soul is too hard to scrub [Hook: Timbaland & (Davis Absolute)] Cash rules everything around me (cake, cake) C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all [Verse 2: Davis Absolute] I wouldn't sell my soul for it all The cash, the gold, the Rolex, the s** The lust, the pleasure, the million dollar check I wouldn't sell my soul for it all Knowledge of the Kingdom but I'm stuck So hard to move [?] off my hands I was trying to harm this fool If you thought I'm upset I bond to this carnival And alarm don't worry my struggles aren't hard to you Why do I question God's love like it's so hard to prove Know you only exist cause God thought of you Now figure that, it's hard to do Go and try can I promise you it's hard to do Every mistake that we make it's still starting to And I'm the one that did it, it's almost like I saw Tucson bleeding ruse No justice that a song could do But the moment He looked at me I saw the truth Some of us just sell amount to put on some j**els Pharmaceutical dreams of being rich No one can lose, small pursue Occupied mind made for larger moves I'm tryna live, I'mma follow ones for two [Hook: Timbaland & (Davis Absolute)] Cash rules everything around me (cake, cake) C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all (cake, cake) [Verse 3: Joey Jewish] These snakes always seem to be close to me It seems that I must treat the ones that mean the most to me And when this Egyptian touches my chest I'm feeling so outta breath My conscience won't let me rest I'm exhausted Me and Louis V., taking j**ellery, [?] move outta and we zoning from the purest keys Technically a branch, call me palm trees Simple rose ain't white linen it's south beach Red carpet up but I keep a hood reach Hood bleeding so I cleaned it with the good bleach And every industry rapper we yell preach They only spit truth right, *beep* please Man we talk about the cake Sierra mist with the jelly on the ba** Got a sweet tooth stir it up and then bake Give you type two, cold body with the shakes I ain't frontin' B And you can never have enough of it [?] or rich, equatorial or obelisk, got a certain lust for this Talking Grandino Grant got me blessing, Franklin off the ego Room so free-o Chains got me starring out the peep hole Schizophrenic, but I keep it on the d-low [?], don't tell them what we know Money's the route of all evil, amigo Cake it, cake it [Verse 4: Joey Jewish] I got the couple unmuted, I hid in my trunk Hid in a coffin I'm housing it up The strippers they throwing it up God over money, I'm burning it up Every young rapper we change in the game Dorian Grey, you'll be hearing my name Lion-hearts everywhere no we ain't lame (lion-heart) Church and now I'm shaking my mane Spirit domain Glory to God in the highest, giving Him all of the praise Prolly ain't nothing but plates I wouldn't be ma**in' the route with Jesus' name [?] no matter how much you all make No celebration like who ate the cake Winners so said it so what you do with Jesus Christ the only thing that will remain What they saying, cake, cake, cake They said they cake, they said they cake, they said they cake Cake, cake, cake I heard 'em say cake They say the cake They say the cake They worry 'bout that cake They focused on that cake Oh oh I ain't worry 'bout that I tell them I Burn it up Tell 'em that I burn it up Take that money and I burn it up Money and I burn it up Take that money and I burn it up You know I do burn it up

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