hypocritical shelf.

sweet like honey to my soul


give it some time, make it a rhyme
people struggle hard, get down to make a dime.
love and money. which one's priority
just gotta stop... take a walk to breathe
mamas alone, papas a gone
kids at home got nowhere to go!
money money dolla bill
for a few grand, people will kill
obama signed a stimulus bill
thats more action i've seen since kill bill
if sky's the limit, I'm reaching for outer space
cuz we all part of this hot damn rat race.
it's always gonna be a cat's game
f##% the rich, pursuit of happiness and fame
we're too busy trying to survive in this rain
tell me more of what to do
cuz I ain't listening to you
speak til your face is blue. "someone throw him a clue!"
let love speak for it's own and rich speaks through what he owns
I'll say it again
pay it again
money ain't a thang
when the truth came
Leaders of the world
will fall for a hot girl
with a short skirt, throw in a flirt.
Let it be, could it be, should it be?
maybe
one day, that'll be me.