toasty digital - MONEY POWER lyrics
[toasty digital - MONEY POWER lyrics]
Doing something mean to it
Do it better than anybody you ever seen do it
Screams from the haters got a nice ring to it
I guess every superhero need his theme music
No one man should have all that power
The clock’s ticking, I just count the hours
Stop tripping, I'm tripping off the power
The system broken, the school's closed
The prison's open
We ain't got nothing to lose, motherfucker
We rolling huh? Motherfucker, we rolling
With some light-skinned girls and
Some Kelly Rowlands
In this white man world, we the ones chosen
So goodnight, cruel world
I'll see you in the morning
Huh? I'll see you in the morning
This is way too much, I need a moment
No one man should have all that power
Ya Bish (Ya bish)
Hit the house lick: tell me, is you wit' it
Ya bish? (Ya bish)
Home invasion was persuasive (Was persuasive)
From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya bish
(Ya bish)
Dreams of livin' life like rappers do
(Like rappers do)
Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool
(They wasn't cool)
I fucked Sherane and went to tell my bros
(Tell my bros)
Then Usher Raymond "Let It Burn" came on
("Let Burn" came on)
Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish
(Ya bish)
Park the car, then we start rhymin', ya bish
(Ya bish)
The only thing we had to free our mind
(Free our mind) then freeze that verse when
We see dollar signs (See dollar signs)
You lookin' like a easy come-up, ya bish
(Ya bish)
A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish
(Ya bish)
And that's a lifestyle that we never knew
(We never knew)
Go at a reverend for the revenue
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison, tell me what you doin'
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
(The one in front of the gun, forever)
And I been hustlin' all day
This-a-way, that-a-way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade
And that's just how I feel
Pour up (Drank) , head shot (Drank)
Sit down (Drank) , stand up (Drank)
Pass out (Drank) , wake up (Drank)
Faded (Drank) , faded (Drank)
G yeah, niggas been mixin'
Shit since the '80s, loc
Sherm sticks, butt nakeds make a nigga flip
Cluck heads all up and down
The block and shit
One time's crooked and shit block a nigga in
Alondra, Rosecrans, Bullis