MONEY AND THE MEANING OF LIFE

Intro (Pavlo Kee):
Purpose, meaning, working, scheming, killing, dying, stealing, crying (x2)

Verse 1 (Mike Wird):
Misplaced motivation
Corporations across the globe controllin nations
The culmination of people that don't know they way in
On the outside mouths wide open achin
Bellies tell me that the hell we in is more than makin
A profit off the clock and off the fornication
Watch the vatican like Annikan they quarter mason
Quarter politician, banker and they more than hatin
Food, clothes, shelter, water, air, transportation
Man's poor taste in design is why the land's more wasted
And more vacant, resources hoarded ain't shit
To the transnationals aint nothin sacred
They stay frontin on our love of the ancients
Now we're all just on a modern day slaveship
Greenin’ the block is off for our generation
It's gentrification, most work for money... we work for education

Verse 2 (Pavlo Kee):
Be careful lettin’ it control you
It can manipulate, consume you or mold you
Eyo, it’s been known to buy souls too
How can you pull yourself up by the bootstraps if ya got no shoes
Old news, stress and strife
The cause of pain deep down on a restless night
As if hardships engrained, arguments and fights
The true reason why the young die in wars while fight for the stars and stripes
All for the force of greed
There’s more to life and there’s definitely more to me
Until infinity, we stand against these corporate thieves
Alongside the 99, not the one percent ruling class authorities
Some of y’all in bed still
Sleepin’ on the fact the shit’s about to get real
They want us dead still or runnin’ on a treadmill
Business as usual in the matrix take the blue pill or red pill

Chorus (Pavlo Kee):
So what’s the purpose of it? and what’s the meanin’ of it?
Some people workin’ for it, some people schemin’ for it
While others killin’ for it, some brother dyin’ for it
While others stealin’ for it and mothers cryin’ over it
So what’s the purpose?

Verse 3 (Molina Speaks):
It's the red versus blue and the white control the stars
and the strips and the fame and the cars and bars
and the applause, man lands on mars
and the gods in the body redesigned as object
For profit, the main project of prophets,
The toxic content on cigarette boxes
Never cautious, it's nonstop and nonsense
It's lawless, godless, slaves and Plessy
It's sexy, it's messy, guns and pussy
It's party and bullshit, who got the juice?
It's karma and truth when I hit the booth
Something that I want too, cuz it's freedom fool
It's trade and debt, only seven percent is in print,
The other 93 digits never spent
A gamblers bet- a future classic rhyme
Cuz the people know the only true currency is time

Verse 4 (AD):
While people livin' for them paper trails
Rockefeller, Usury and Economic Jails
And people livin' for the hope of gettin outta debt
To buy our Freedom or Justice and due respect
Like 40 acres and a school, we ain't seen it yet
We tryin' to educate our youth and keep their heads in check
And we know respect, respect ain't found in something hollow
Ignorant sheep, you got a few to follow
But with hip hop culture alive in Colorado
It's the peoples Revolution and we manifest solutions for the paper games
I'll meet the people at the FED, burn it down in flames
Cause all this fake paper money got you lock'd in chains
And illusion is confusing most the peoples brains
But it's the love for the cabbage that turn my people savage!

Chorus (x4)

Singing Hook (AD):
The Game's to have you chasin' dreams
They want you chasin' endlessly
They got you chasin' Funny Money