Assassination from the Kid of Kreation
Blazin' disaster by devious station
Face it, a permanent vacation
For tasting from the tree of temptation
Blazin' and hazin' but never quite phasin'
The movement of the stars or the world of rotation
Copin' by smokin' LA to Oakland
In some dreams, I'm drowning and other dreams I'm chokin'

Money, money make the world go round
Money, money just brings me down now
Money, money make the world go round
And I'm looking for the higher ground

Hey now let's start at the beginning
So long I've lived a life of sinnin'
I know I got to change my ways
I'm waiting on better days

I don't give a fuck and let me tell you why
I woke this morning and I got high
The day passed and the stars went up
I made my mark and I heard pop pop
There's a voice in the back of my head
Another death, more blood's been shed
Evil lurks in the hearts of men
Dollar signs on every sin
Money talks and everybody listens
Nobody stops on the point that they're missing
In the system, whatever price could be right
Even if the price is a loss of another life
We used to be stick up kids
Regret the things that we did
Trying to live positive
When friends were doing this

Murderous attackers, battling fashions
Benjamins and Jacksons at the heart of the actions

Think you would be missed if you didn't exist
So stay the hell off my mother fucking shit list