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letra de that money (remix) - r.u.n.t.215th

[intro: r.u.n.t.215th]
money. in the hands of the righteous, it’s a beautiful thing. but in the hands of the corrupt, it’s the root of all evil!

[verse 1: r.u.n.t.215th]
people, they lie for it, they die for it
to get a loan, some they go apply for it
sign their life away on the dotted line for it
in the past, people committed murder crimes for it
thug rappers be spitting that murder rhyme for it
trying to get you g-ssed off them chains they sported
then you looking at them like, “yo, i can’t afford it!”
while they steady flossing, trying to leave your brain distorted
it’s that money! it’s that wealth they can’t handle
don’t let them cats play you like a downloaded sample
soon they’re gonna self-destruct, implode, and dismantle
they’re never repping hiphop with a positive example
while homeless people walk the streets and panhandle
we walk around in hundred-dollar jeans, sneaks and sandals
while others view hiphop as a fad or novelty
i’mma inspire the poor, lift them out of poverty
each one reach one, that’s what it’s gotta be
not just grab the mics, rip them for their f-cking dollar fee
them stacks, that roll, that dough
can purchase new whips, mad gleam, plus hoes
money can also mislead weak souls
when people k!ll for money, the prison rate grows
money leave your progress froze, it can put your life on hold
money leave your dignity sold
i won’t be ruled by the capital code
won’t let my people fold to that corrupt oil and gold

[hook]
it’s that money–the almighty dollar! [x4]

yo, on the back it reads “in god we trust,”
we’ve been worshiping that green, but to god we hush
some work hard for the cash, never having enough
some get dirty for that green, it’s that cream they l-st

it’s that money–the almighty dollar! [x4]

[verse 2: fellowman]
ay yo it’s that money, that close your eyes, turn your back money
that turn a friend into a rat money
that anybody act funny get clapped money
that now your name’s on the tax roll, now you’re trapped, money
once you’re hooked you’re a fool for the paper
wu-tang’s still yelling “cash rules,” millions later
it change people when they start making big chips
good-hearted poor man turn into a rich pr-ck
i’ve seen it happen, we’ve all seen it go down
i spit it out ‘cuz it’s too bitter to choke down
that same dollar that you’re cramming down my throat now
missed new orleans on its way to bail out motown
student loans’ a catastrophe, as for me
if i’m jaded halfway to a masters degree
i’m on paper for life
the paper chase caught up, and i’m paying the price, plus interest

[hook]

- r u n t 215th

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