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]