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the times I strayed, away from my faith, it'll come back around one day
Money is the root of evil, some say, I'm sure I'll agree, someday, just not today
God,
The streets are grimy
I don't trust nobody
It's evil in their eyes when the touch that money
You can see the envy and the hate that's filled by greed
The root of all evil, let me teach you
Now who am I? The Emcee
Teachin' my people "Don't live that lie"
You got to get money, but
Don't let money get
They say love don’t cost nothing
But it ain’t free
See the way they look at you
And how they look at me
Evil eye from some people who just wait
feel cra-zy
God 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,
1C, In the building that taught me
Ways of rubble jungle that building was our tree
Where the roots in the street were deep, but that truth don’t ever
What is the root of all evil
Freedom or constraints
How to be saved from ourselves
I'm empty inside like I'm dead
I'm a walking dead
With a million
The truth about it is money is the root of all evil
If I could just get through the night, everything will be alright
If I could just find a light, I know
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
Went by our old house a little while ago
Nothing but a mailbox
And weeds were growing
Rusted red swing swaying in the breeze
Handprints in
growing grey hairs
I might even shed a tear
Either way, lay away the game
Pick it up later for some lay ups
You slip and miss, step ya pay up
See me comin'
around me
Cream got the money now I can pay my bills yall
I can pay my bills yall
Money is the root of all evil
But we ain't evil know its loyalty always
My Morning Jacket X and Evil Urges
Beware and Be Grateful by Maps and Atlases
Menomena Friend and Foe
John Mayer Continuum and Trio
The Civil Wars
I am the tin man
For a hundred years he rested here
Rusted shut and so dormant
In a little lost corner where no one strolls
In the soul of this
3,2,1,4,5,6,
No telling where the beat might hit
This is out of hand like Buster Bluth
Leave you sounding like Rusted Root
Bots out your mouth like
Yeah it's alive
It's alive
Yeah, Yo
I must be some kind of Frankenstein
Peep the way I'm designed
With the 9 by the waistline
Don't waste your time
preacher's quote
When aimin' notes
The Root Of Evil notes
They preach what they oppose
Nobody knows the evil money holds
A loss of many souls
I take some notes
White corrupted by an evil apple
I was Adam I had to run away from the dragon
Who burned down the chapel
Howls from the jackal
I saw your real teeth for
Oh sage born out of the pot, Oh ocean of mercy
I have heard all yanthras and manthras pertaining to Hanuman
From what has been told by you to me
In order that you might lead mankind out of the darkness of disbelief and polytheism
And into the light of belief in the oneness of Allah by their
animatronics pager buttons rusted in
the on position triggered metal detectors at the door
This is for the single maternal figures beaten to the floor
goes by
Getting carried away this ain't no relay
Niggas need to stick to the screenplay
Anti-guns by the ones who carry one
Money is the root of evil
Now
is based on hypocrisy
It's evil to the roots and now we burn and loot, and shoot guns
Extort funds, kidnap another Patty Hearst
and tap her
crazy they threw
It all for the fame
Money ain't the root of all
Evil it's attention now
Knocking down schools in my city
To bring a prison 'round
They
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