Money
the Hypnotist & Aristokrat
the Hypnotist: Hypnotherapy EP, 2004
-the Hypnotist-
Wit all trust insured, hungry merchants rush the word
to make a sale for every syllable to gullable customers
supply and demand revolves the sky and the land
from billions of benjamin franklins to the dime in ya hand
why is the plan so needy between these important factors?
take pornographics; that sexy female on ya mattress
some shit is just wanted like houses that aint haunted
some buy a product to pawn it, some pay to flaunt it
it depends how ends is spent through dividends of friends
the one who lends ten may hate the one who milks the hen
its valuable to know whether you him or him
would you give me the shirt on ya back or stick me for my timberlands
what goes around comes back around, if you look mad youll get back a frown
add that knowledge to ya cap n gown
long as you follow this motto, dont buy lotto if ya pockets are shallow
and see what you eatin before you swallow
CHORUS:
If you swimmin in money it must be hard to see the view
cuz from here it looks like you think the world revolves around you
talk and you talk to break the sound limit
say money, money money, I hope you drown in it
-the Hypnotist-
People kill for the paper in ya hand, thats how they want it
look at this crispy Washington, it prolly got bodies on it
the power's in the green, from cream to army teams
from look-in-the-garbage fiends to million dollar dreams
PAID IN FULL is what it says after you give em what they need
just to feed they own seed, just to live, just to breathe
up the air made by leaves, one day that might not be free
pay to hear, pay to see, smell, touch, eat and pee
over greed, hatred, envy and jealousy
oh, I get it, that gun in my face is what you sellin me
cant take away my dignity like Whitney -Houston, we have a problem
a millionaire is in ya territory, so you rob him?
CHORUS
-Aristokrat-
All about green paper, fast lane like speed racer
if you got it then I need it, Ill sell it for cream later
leave you bloody from greed, fucker, nothin is free
route of all evil, envy, money is green
American dream, you want it, fuck the wait and just take it
maybe its me, but wed be better off if they never made it
babies is sellin they bodies, 20 bucks for the pleasure
save it and take it to the bill collector, go back and spill the nectar
with men of all ages, rapists and vagrants in lamens terms
you pay and learn, what makes the world go round
how bout a better way of livin like the indians did it
they got killed in a minute, now buildings sit in they village
shit its a world of killers and villains just out for the cash
shit, you pay me $5 just to bounce to this track
even take them dirty benjamins and shower they ass
power is math, add it up cowards is trash, you mothafuckaz
CHORUS
© Hypnotik 2005