Lyrics:
government
Bang-bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just
I do It for the cream nigga the cream nigga
Get that quap by any means nigga I mean it nigga
I show up and cause a scene nigga on ya scene nigga
No
help me out here, 'cause I'm possessed
I need the root of all evil for my stress
'Cause money's like a strong prescription drug
It's got me addicted
believe that's me
Aiyyo P get on the mic for the NYC
P attack you from the metronome
Catch you in your groove home alone
Blowin' wit the chrome,
fear we ain't scared
Right here we posted
Coat opps reddish with guns rusted
Allergic to snakes can't be around em
I distance from fakes
don't play l
and break chains and
Take Claim
To great ways
And end hate
Cause that’s the only way
to free are brain
From all of this fate
I’ve embrace
This endgame
Doc Ock, Juggernaut, Ming and Magneto
Green Goblin, Penguin, Venom, Electro
Megatron, Cobra Commander and Destro
I root for the bad guys!
With the evil
you don’t pay
Even Al Capone couldn’t get away
From Uncle Sam and his greedy hands
We surrender daily to his high demands
Out of fear for what may come
My way through
So we say aloud to let it be known
No more christmas eve on the phone
(A one, a two, a one, two, three, four)
Carpooling home for
a holiday
Follow the way back home feeling disgraced
Call it a day, it's time for you to throw it all away
Swallow the pain but still remember the taste
You
the root of evil funny money hard to find
Evil is the root of people and the root of human mind
We be killing every day like it was still medieval time
We
on the streets
No clothes or food to eat
Lost by the wayside
You're Grace covers me
If it wasn't for Jesus
Woke me up from sleep
Some aren't as lucky
Nothing but
How to go get it is what you gon' learn from me (what you gon' learn)
Money, the root of all evil, and nigga, that's just what it's turning me
When
stare I do double dares like I'm Evel Knievel
Politicking chrome still phoning home sharp like a needle such a necessary evil yea
It's crazy how
That evil man is just someone's son
And he is trying but he'll never try to try hard enough
Shotgun, you've won
I never was ready for the hit-and-run
people we've been proxies
For your evil and satanic plans
America chose hitler to be president
Ethnic cleansing of a nation so peaceful
Surrounded by
the mail
Not "Westside Boogie" but
"Everything's for sale"
"Silent Ride Home"
Cuz I almost went to jail
They found all the weed
But not the hidden scale
call heroes
We know, money's the root of all evil
But so is your heart if you pick up a lethal weapon
And you show no mercy
You're thirsty for cash you
for juice, pop soufflé, scouse Jrue Holiday
Got a tray of edamame on the way
Stop the play, you're small, grab a ball an swish
Jabba tall as a Tacko
Celebrated Independence
Our minds are still enslaved
Looking for who to save
Looking for dues to pay
I don’t look to the sky
For someone to lead the way
I’m
nigga beat the case he be home sometime this year
Money is the root of all evil but if we don't sin then Jesus died for nothing
I'm just tryna get
a brain
Lack smarts, prepare to panhandle and ask for change
But not the kind that we need though
But more of what they call the root of all evil
The greed
somethin'
No way in the world that you can deny my method
As my record rotates,my words get more impressive
I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire Records not
posse, Fugee comin' around the way
Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Nappy heads in the zone and we're not goin' home
Hey, yo, a battle is a battle but a battle's
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