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Spoon Who Makes Your Money

points out the view As he hands your wage to you Don't you break it Or they'll take it Who makes your money Who thinks they might Who's gonna be there

letter Passin phases, non-legitimate trendsetters Pop figures, who figured they'd get paid Exploitin art the black man made Played out hardcore flaws, step to stage Your

Blast the rocket Knock off your leg Tear through your forearm Sit you in a chair make your niggas call you short arm Pelets in your hand You'll never

you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks They really found you. A question in your

you stand with nobody near When a trembling distant voice, unclear Startles your sleeping ears to hear That somebody thinks They really found you. A question in your

may release a pallet of celebrity droppings on the cat walk They were spoon fed to reduce back talk Give you a bloody, little for your money Cause I caulked your

bring the next team in Brrrap, spit a verse like a five shot burst Actin like you not hurt, make your injury worse Y'all niggaz look rich, put your money

snitch and give info Do a drive by in a stolen black Pinto With tinted windows, bullets will flury through your system Your man ran looking for him because

the man with the plan who's got the the groove that makes you move, take your body higher, set your soul on fire, playing so dance to the beat and move your