They say that money
Makes dreams come true
Running all the time
But i never see through
Even if you claim it
Daddy eats for two
I can’t enjoy the game
No i can’t can’t do
How could i look to the future
Keep keeping on doing what i do sir
Take care of my lil’ brother
Yeah
I have no room for you hustler
No room for any any robber
Now my bills become bigger
Damn
I‘m Moses you’re the Pharaoh
But i’m still stuck, stuck in yo ghetto
Why don’t you let my people go
I will fight every single day
Smell of Revolution
Common to all generations
They say that money
Makes dreams come true
Running all the time
But i never see through
Even if you claim it
Daddy eats for two
I can’t enjoy the game
No i can’t can’t do
Only junk in my fridge
Feel sick sick on every bite
Struggling daily no delight
No more
What would you do to be fine
In ya, in ya world without a dime
Soon they’ll judge you for your crime
Oh lord
Day by day by day
I peg away to feed Mista Pigman
Peg away to feed Mista Pigman
Hang on anyway
It is my one and only daily plan
My one and only daily plan
Say money makes dreams come true
Say money can, say money can
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