Situations get old, and this one is past tense//
That’s it, I’m not tense, I’m past it//
I’m mad, Matter than Solids, Liquids and Gases//
I’m never losing mind, I’m past its absence//
I’m never one to be broke, but I’m down to my last sense//
They keep on pushing me, I’m like forget your advancements//
They’re topping me, Monopoly aint giving me Chances//
To breathe, to succeed, cuz they just want me to bleed//
If pain, is a crime, look at my life For Evidence//
If life, is so clear, why is my life Forever-Dense//
To these people that are narrow minded, I’m Blinded//
I’m looking for the love between us, I can’t even find it//
Why?…….Its like the more that I do//
They want more, but I aint got it so what more can I do?//
I’m not helpless, this is Marriage this more than “I Do”//
Save ya money, I’ll save a life, cuz I’m more than a Jew//

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They want more (more), but I don’t//
It is never enough, and I know//
That the more that you try (try), the more that you give// (give)
It is never enough (enough)//
They want more (more), but I don’t//
It is never enough, and I know//
That the more that you try (try), the more that you give// (give)
It is never enough (enough)//

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Life-styles of the rich-and-dangerous//
He just got bought Lexus Coupe on 22s to anger us//
To let us know who he is, if not then a stranger must//
Have knowledge of who he is, so he can endanger us//
He owns a crib with a dog, that’s looking after his jewels//
Which almost equal the cost, of 2 Jacuzzis, a pool//
That’s almost long as school, a carpet made outta cash//
Every end of the month, the maid throws it in the trash//
Call it Dirty Money, and he’s Professor X, looking for expansion//
On his crib that looks like the X-Mansion//
When he’s making it rain, looks like a thunderstorm//
But he’s getting it back, precipitation be warned//
Cuz he’s hot, and he’s rich, and yet his people are not//
Will he ev-er get caught?, heck no, his people are cops//
Burn cash to ashes, till your body is dust//
But what’s a soul with no Body to trust?//

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