roots, the
i did it all for the money
lord
it's what it seems
well
in the world of night terrors it's
hard to dream
holl'n cash rules everything
let's call it
'cause when it rises to the top
you get
the finer things
oceanfronts
rollin blunts
with model chicks
and sayin grace over lobster and steak
like
please forgive us for ridin benzes with camera plates"