Would you ever come undone
your so wound up do you know the pattern's wove?
are you froze in the pattern
cant you see life is good

Too many mc's hustling
running into a trap they dont comprehend
i am not you
i dont move for money
you are not you
you are a prostitute
money money money
if the price is right
i could dress you up pretty
or dress you down ugly
i can make you take life
i can make you go to jail for me
if the cost is paid
you'll never see my face
and your family your building your children will taste
nothing but destruction while functioning as gain
again wasting life under the name
money money money
you aint a gangster your a bank account
you aint a hustler your a paper mouth
in this world where magical thinking gets you medicated
and murder is justified by levels of access
mediated by the axis of the practice of pawns and henchmen
think twice before you battle me you reak of the stench man
thats not freedom youve got
thats slavery you just bought with those stacks
and matter of fact holding it down
all the rich hustlers know what im talking about
your success is the end of you
ten thieves that can do what you can do waiting watching
or laundering cash that youve gotten
its not as simple as getting rich
and even then money cant by you truth in the hierarchial states your living in
fools play gestures thinking there no longer jesters cause men fear them cause
they take life into their own hands buzzed off the adrenaline
maybe the amphetamine breaking synapses reducing their chances
to even remember what's missing
this is the transition
from the oppressed to the oppressor that youve been working so hard to live in
its poverty of the rich
poverty of the poor

and im the evolution that just doesnt care no more
either or and under no listed goal
of the economic status of progress with militaristic controls

remember how simple these words are and how deep they ring
you dont want beef crack heads can get you in the adjacent alleyway
life is cheap to money but moneys cheap to life
i am life incarnate dont believe the hype
stifling sounds from buildings that rise up into the sky
i am the world that you continue to deny
catch you where you sleep at
while i stay awake
careful how you speak at those involved in power plays
its simple how dysfunction works to complicate
the integrated gifts you recieved on your birthing day
i am god, but only get response from the goddess
i am creation freeing the electric within him
dont stand too close or electricity might hit you too
i am lightenned by the lightenning that bares down on you
what are you afraid of, how do you judge success
your not successful your in a ring of varying prostitutions
justifying stress

MCs heed my call one and all
your not free till you can stand apart from it all