Make-Awol One
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TXT Make-Awol One 文本歌词
Make - Awol One
Yeah this song about making money
And not let money make you
You know what I'm saying what I'm saying
I spit hard felt words
But so many season just pitiful liars
Because this pen never had any ink
All I'm queen is mud
I right my rhymes in blood
Around here you got no room for error
Somebody ask me
What color is time
The quiet ones you got to worry about
Oh listen to this theme song I spit
On my mouth
Is like the time I gave birth to you rappers
Oh I'm a genuine
And your the bloody fetus
This won't be the last song I ever write
I just count my change and go buy me a token
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Oh
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Yeah
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Yeah
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Yeah yeah yeah
Welcome to the jungle
Change does make us
We stay humble diseases are contagious
'Cause what goes up up up
It must come down
I stick to my sound
Until Califonia drowns
Yeah I am hard a hold like a fish
Sorry I said that stuff when I was drunk
Who do you trust with that look of disgust
The right eyed kids they worshipping idols
Hiphop music is save my life
I signing autograph with the razor blade wife
Rebellious teens do things that's bad
Make some noise if you love your mom and dad
With the girls all they flirt with disaster
And people jock 'cause they're the shape shifters
I try not to live my life with regrets
Or was it L M C's since the days of cassette
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Oh
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Yeah
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Yeah
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Yeah yeah yeah
So make noise 'cause noise doesn't make itself
The younger I get the more I value my health
I never pop a clip only spray can tips
And if I'm crazy that's how the world made me
The tour bus took me where the promoters book me
We hit the shows like pro's and not rookies pop it here
Pop it here
And when I learned that drugs are overrated
You can tell I'm faded 'cause my pupils dilated dilated dilated
Some people treat me like my raps are scriptures
Because I capture the moment like a picture
They yell encore I leave it wanting more
When I'm making alot of money but I dress like
I'm poor
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Oh
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Yeah
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Yeah
We make money
Money doesn't make us
Yeah yeah yeah
Make us make us make us
