The $

[DNA - Verse One] Never in my life have I ever been so stressed out Kind of hard to put your chest out when it's time to get the vest out Gonna need your full support, less doubt - time to pull the cord Two-zero-one-four is here for sure, motherfuckers over here is near the Lord Motherfuckers over there is in the morgue, 22 toe-tags to clear the board Got rent coming up and I need a break, good God out loud, I'm done for sure Foodbox is growling, I could eat a steak - red Koolaid powder and clean water Want to have two sons and like three daughters, but I just can't have them cause I can't afford them Trying to make it through classes, half-napping cause I'm mentally absent from the pain of boredom Let me think...what the fuck is you bitching about, stick a dick in your mouth and then keep walking I'ma do what I gotta do...on the go, on the low, on the pro... Gonna prove what I gotta prove, all alone, on my own, so you know I know the truth I'm a serious man, not a miracle man because it never happens to me An empirical man with a satirical plan, a lyrical assassin emcee And once again, give me a pen and I'm a serial killer again From beginning to end, I'm a typical, metaphysical criminal with a pitiful circumstance I'm the sort of individual that can, get along with any subdivision of citizens In any good religion or bed decision, I will do what I can Send a rescue signal through the land, but too many ostrich heads is in the sand And the pilot in the cockpit's head will be off quick as soon as he spots a place to land I'm sayin... [DNA - Hook/Hook] Problems don't always just wait 'til you solve them and go Follow the dreams of the dollars, accomplish your goals Scholars with knowledge and ballers with all this and more What takes care of all our problems? The dollars, the dough The dollars, the dough The dollars, the dough BIG said "Mo Money, Mo Problems" but I wouldn't know Give me your money, your wallet, your dollars, your dough [DNA - Verse 2] In another lifetime, I could see the world as clear as day Goddamn, could I ever write rhymes, Rivercity I was there to stay But as of right now, it's been a couple years past since I done stayed away Making these stupid excuses and snoozing the days away I don't do shit no mo', motherfucker I don't do SHIT no mo' I play video games and go half insane, trying not to let my system blow Shit is touch-and-go with my lifestyle Man, it went from 'quite wild' to 'pipe down' Used to like my mic loud, and back then I either wanted it right now Or right now I used to like my women the way I like my beats: grimy No comic relief, try me Next record released, I want a check in my chequing account Seven at least, try me No one says a thing about what I sing about, cause what I sing about's too highly Misconstrued and miscommunicated for them to figure out: Chinese Never giving up, never giving out, never giving in - fuck that Hit him in the gut, punch him in the mouth, uppercut a chin - jump back You could never believe what I've been through But hip-hop was something to get into So these days I got a clean slate, but up my sleeve is a ginsu To Be Continued... [DNA - Hook/Hook]