Money Parade

[Intro: Sample Quote from ?]
"It's like, uh, you ask a kid, 'What do you want to be when you grow up?' Well, I would of said anything, uh, because I didn't really know and I don't think many children do"

[Verse 1: Akin]
It was all about sweet 16, innocence lost
Lost, fallen for Kelly, blonde chick, and I thought
I thought money was God and Rome was built in a day
As they salute the troops floating on the money parade
Let's say it:
Be all you can be. Be black, be white, be proud, be free
Get money, get yours (get yours). Get a girl, get a wife. That's love. I'm poor (I'm poor)
Find God right now (right now)
Go to church. Go to work. Clock in. I'm down
Nigga, pay your bills
But I can't do shit ‘cause I ain't got money in my pockets
When I get that fucking check from this bullshit-ass job that I got

[Bridge: Sample Quote from ?]
"I personally want to reach as many people as possible and I try to put whatever I can do into the most, uh, common terms"

[Verse 2: Akin]
Sweet 16, heroes and all
Eight try, eight die fighting fear for applause. They march
Eight soldiers with a thirst for blood
Front lines. Land mines. Took two as they fall—it's war
Four goons all in unison sing
Fuck bells. They yell, “Let liberty reign!”
And then when two shots rang and sang for the day
They kill Jill, kill Bill in the money parade
March

[Verse 3: Cise Star]
Drink deep, drink slow in the land
Hope floats but nothing obtained
I don't see any love in your eyes
Just pretense, defense, a well of lies
Fuck you! Never stood up for nothing
Pillar of ignorance toppled on spires of selflessness
Die, fools, die! Nothing can ever live
Plastic is policy. Poison punch for kids
Can you hear me out?
Tired of bullshit—so tired of bullets and
Tired of blood on my hands. Tired of superman
Tired of fangs hiding behind smiles and
Tired of white people and tired of niggas too
Beautiful murderer in the sky
Please bless us with open eyes
Sorrow, tomorrow lies
Will we redeem?
No!

[Bridge 2: Sample Quote from ?]
"I think the, the feelings in, uh, in art should be more selective and that, at least, uh, the artist should be responsible to try to perpetuate the feelings which he feels will be most beneficial or those feelings which will, uh, most contribute to a better world"

[Verse 4: Cise Star]
Fire in the hole as we run on coal
Silver and gold exchanged for the soul (no)
Do what you're told. Don't do what you feel
Wheat, dairy, textiles, steel
Middle East and Africa
Watch your back cause we're after ya
Money parade for money to take
Money that's spent from money that's made
In the end, it's the bottom line
Suck it up and you quit that crime
Work to the bone, don't see yo kids (uh uh)
Grab a check and you spend that bitch
We need cops so you pay that tax
Who needs God? We got Equifax
Who needs God? We got Equifax
Hello, progress. Fade to black

[Outro: Sample Quote from ?]
"The future is just downright beautiful!"