Money

[Verse 1: An0maly] Weed got me paranoid Looking at the world like I'm barley sure I got a roof n' a job I ain't very poor But I had dreams of a better life I swear there's more Man I've seen it on the television I'm very sure I've seen it in the videos in every store Lets see who is selling more Let's see who could out source it to Asia And maybe then we can save up and raise the taxes and sell it more Maybe we can tell the stores to higher less citizens Hire more immigrants pay em little and littler Give em more work man I wanna make there backs cripple So I can fly to Cali then Yacht n' watch my cash sizzle How is this money rap music the music for the masses When most are stuck in minimum wage, I don't get it strange Don't you wanna spit on there chains, Don't you get what am saying Ain't it time to get us some fucking change [Hook: An0amly] I ain't got no money So I don't wanna hear all these mother fuckers talk about stunting no Ain't that funny They brag about it all n' laugh cause we have nothing (x2) [Verse 2: An0maly] Alcohol got me loosened up But still I don't wanna be a useless fuck Rhyming all this stupid stuff They tell me that I'll never make it Unless I dumb it down n' make my shit basic But I'm not a fucking clown I will never fake it Why would I fuck the game when I would rather rape it I don't need consent from these labels Fuck all these A&R's I ain't never doing that stupid shit I'mma make it raw They make us feel below, even though were talent You ain't fucking shit, you just finding where the talent is You don't know what talent is, all you want's a formula You can't even fathom half of the shit that I'm forming up You probably told Eminem that he had shit to do Now if he ever saw you he'd probably fuckin' spit on you Probably take a shit on you And that shit is probably the most art that would ever fuckin' stick to you I might sound like a dick to you But you have no idea what these ignorant fuckin' dick heads do I'm about to be a fuckin' great Get out of my fuckin' way before I throw this money in your fuckin' face [Hook: An0amly] (x2) [Verse 3: An0maly] They always try to tell me you gotta fake it till you make it But to me that just sounds like some played shit It's almost like you know you ain't shit Just a fake bitch, make shift gimmick act Making shitty raps for little brats Laughing at the middle class with crippled backs Thank God the target on your chest is so big wack Cause it makes it that much easier for me to shit on that [Outro: An0maly] In an industry full of fakes and clones Somebodies gotta keep it real Somebodies gotta be different That's me, An0maly, Acid Dreams