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★ First Verse ★
Listen money talks, but talk is cheap/
They only want your two-cents ‘till it’s obsolete/
Y’all making noise with a silver tongue/
But silence is golden like that gilded gun/
I Go buck for doe – on the drop of a dime
f#ck a penny for my thoughts I want a copper mine/
I’m in the French Quarter like Jackson Square/
Or Benjamin Button bout to Max like Air/
Pushing dope lines on a nickel plated mic/
Got ‘em rolling up a dollar bill to sniff an eighth of white/
“Numb” like Chester – from Lincoln Park/
Depression, Stock Broker, Read the Chart/
I take ‘em from Wall Street up to Broadway/
But this ain’t Hamilton, tell ‘em not to Play/
I got bars like bullion, ‘fore you fan flames/
Grant me serenity for things I can’t change/
★ 2nd Verse ★
Econ major claiming nothing is free/
Acting like the sunset ain’t something to see/
What about the air in your lungs when he breathe/
Or true love, that don’t come with a fee/
The wind on your skin the waves at the beach/
Tell me — what did you exchange for each/
Nothing, even with your pockets empty
The best things in life are still complimentary/
Tears of joy, the sound of laughter
The profound feel of astounding rapture
The scent of the flower when it starts to bud/
The luminary light of the stars above/
The rhythm of you heart the melody of birds/
That we imitate with the intelligence of words/
And one last thing fore I leave you in peace/
I know money talks, but I got freedom of speechYou might also like
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