Vs. 1

They want that skrill yall, make feta and peel off, getting paid dropping dimes on the block, Chris Paul/ Yeah they do anything for the cheddar dog, chasing cheese with a whole clique full of cheddar Bob’s/ you can’t but what you’re missing, why you chasing after change? Aint a dime going with ya/ its money or the gospel, what ya got in ya pocket? See money aint a problem but your god is in your wallet/ you put money over God just to make a little profit, I put Christ over balling, He’s a different kind of prophet/ that’s a price you can’t pay, all they got is that cheese on their mind, Green Bay/ see money fades, no clippers, but salvation lives inside your frame, no pictures/ eternal riches, that’s the kind you can’t spend, dudes will waist their whole life for some 20inch rims/

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They love the money, and what it brings, the respect, and what it means/ all the fame, and all the lights, the like the game, they live the life/ yeah they love the paper though, yeah they love the paper though/ I mean really, they love the paper dog, and they gon get it, and they gon get it.

Vs. 2 Jeremiah Bligen

Black cars, back yards, pool with the grass fenced in, something foreign with 10 cylinders in that engine/ two stories, get the glory by any means, whether it’s selling crack rock or neglecting your team/ ugh but you aint used to that huh? You’d rather pick on the hustlers like they’re the only ones/ no can’t do, white and blue, collars on it too, ignoring spouses, crazy hours, the love of money God is due/ kill, lie, cheat, steal, defame and disrespect our women, for dead men, on dead trees, we dead folks living/ forever chasing, the drop outs and the graduated, but why we still slaves when Jesus emancipated?/ I know it’s hard but the Lord is saying seek ye, first chase change like your reaching in the seat crease/ and flee the fleeting feeling that pride gives and come home, and let Him snatch you out the pitt, Santonio Holmes, go on!

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Vs.3 Bridge B

My God’s eternal balling, I think He got you there, sorry to sink the 8ball for all you pocket players/ they let them watches glare, sorry my God is higher, He get that crazy air, Amare Stoudemire/ yaall men are gon start a fire, cause God’s enemies called a liar, there is one remedy called retire, from involving with these dollar divers/ everybody wants a piece of pie, isn’t that the truth, the call vodka eternal, they call it Absolut/ wonder what damages that’ll do? Look up Leviticus chapter 2, you give it to Him in the spirit of diligence, He’ll end up giving it back to you/ walking a different avenue, still in His word, statue, looking to bless you ah choo, drawn by His flesh, tattoo/ serving the Lion, zazoo, don’t they know that its temporary? Thinking its paper that makes them gods, why don’t they look in the dictionary? / Funny the way that a fiction carries, unaware of their destination, they never imagined loving the salary actually lead to their degradation.

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