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letra de more money - master chef toast

intro!
i’m about to get the feeling of this, let me get a hang of it

i play the visuals relay the riddles…
stay wishful that my family can rise and be great people
but all my nephew is concerned about is shane eagle
poverty is hereditary how do we avoid the same sequel
explore your own talents rap is more innate to teach you
focus on your studies now, prioritize staying in school
work hard and play a little
faith is for the feeble
look at what i’m dealing with, a grave mistake it’s lethal
but in their brains it’s legal
d-mn this place is evil
your frown will be the reason you foe face giggle
i learned that in this world we ain’t equals
you took from me while i thought i could take with you
you wanna save nickles through a debt a have to pay triple
if i would have known or had a way to see through
just give me mine and talk to the one you pray and kneel to
i hope i can be more forgiving as i age with wrinkle
plain and simple

chorus!
more money more problems, it’s 0 sums
more money will solve them, it’s awesome
one with both hand and a bold plan ain’t a broke man
it’s the steady grind, a penny or a dime, i’m ready for mine

verse 2!
called my cousin, look now that it has to involve attorneys
i write this songs and my stories just to hear that horn of harmony
i just hope i rise to evolve with the agony
cry my children through the timeless seasons
is your pride and big chest worth the silent treatment?
nightless dreaming calls for righteous readings
wishing i could take all my nephews and nieces to church
as much as i ain’t that much of religious lad
christianity instilled in me some principles they lack
let god deal with revenge
but as man ain’t not pay back as sweet as a check
to learn the sk!ll he rehe-rs-
you look forward to the future by leaving you past

time is around, it’s the dawn armageddon
they wanna take me down like nomagamedov

i’m cornered by conjured lies but i’ll fight like conor…
rise and conquer
the world is my stage, i’m alive in concerts
this is what they call graduating in life with honors

chorus!

verse 3!
post traumatic stress disorder…
wondering if friends is loyal…
expenses for lawyers, what’s next to offer

i had to speak to my uncle about it
he told me nephew just keep humble grounded
how foolish to befriend those that don’t hustle around me?

my mistake is to involve thugs in my business
they eyes got big like c-ssidy just seen a bucket of chicken
the trauma i’m feeling lasted for seasons
but i stopped and shifted my focus to my cousins and nieces
the author scripting to plant the seed of knowledge in these fatherless children

read at school, read at home
read in groups, read alone
real quotes, what rich folk never teach the broke
my blood i bleed will show
i guess to each his own

i earn it i bleed it
ashes of my burned bridges
he kept eating cos he learned fishing
man practice what man teaches
there’s a perfect reason the milk kept spilling
a lesson enriching is accepting where the hand riches

just look to where all this rivalry is leading
the world owes you nothing never cry as a victim
you owe not one like the binary system
i will breath a sigh of relieve with this finally finished
and my limits remain higher than ceiling’s

chorus!

- master chef toast

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