Moneyball lyrics

by

Lakutis


[Intro - Bizzy Bone]
"...trust and believe. Oh, my purple homie? (whistles) He keep a turban on."

[Verse 1 - Kool A.D]
Cashing in chips, dining and dashing and sh*t
Minding a mansion, shiny, diamonds and ashes and sh*t
My goals blow in the shells and live hells and heavens for generations at a time, and climb
To the next host, the fresh toast, the heat electrical
Too hectical, half-ro-futurist, astro-truthfulness
Young Fidel Cashflow, using this
Music as whatever I really need to use it as
Use it as shoes on Shabazz Palace floors
That we grew callouses upon once, an old tome I did once
In a cold road, the kid jumps
I mean, a cold room, the kid jumps
The walls and sees all the ill desert creatures and devils beyond that
I reach beyond raps
But it's still rap though, it's just that though
But if they bust then I'll bust back though
Regardless, any situation, I'm hard as...
A motherf*cker, come on, fight me, yeah
Nah wait, but do you like me though?
sh*t, hold up, hold up... you ready? Check it out, yo
The revealer, handicap favors the dealer
The hand that feeds, um, favors the overeater
Cops wanna kick you like a bill to hand over your heater
Schools demand overachievers abandon the beliefs of their families and leave them stranded
In bland soliloquies of snitches who would call their fam Philistines, n*gga please
Funny, hella books on ecology be killing trees
Ends is the ends, but the means is still the means
And sh*t, my jeans were probably made up in the Philippines
By a little kid who would kill to live as ill as me or some sh*t
Man, I'm dumb, I don't read enough
Some don't eat enough, food should be free, what up?
It used to be, when it was growing on the trees and stuff
[Outro - Kool A.D.]
I'm an idiot, what's up?
I'm an idiot, what's up?
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