Chapter 8: Madoff - Sho Baraka

Rich man lies and he rises

Poor man lies and he dies

We do it all for the money

All for the money

All for the money, for the money money money

Lord Father forgive us, Lord Father forgive us Lord Father forgive us, Lord Father forgive us We tryin' to bloom in the city lights

I think we ask what’s up cuz we’re scared of heights

Poor man saw his rose die when he lied

Rich man lies, he saw his rose rise

Greed begets more greed

Hood rats love the trap that brings more cheese

We get the world but want more Adam and Eve

I got so much to hide but I need more leaves

The same person addicted to caffeine

Likes to look down at the person who does smoke weed

The war on drugs is the war on us, import make money then lock 'em up I said doctor can you fix my ills

He thinks fixin' my ills is givin' me more pills (please)

That means I get more bills, poor man can only leave tears in his will

Rich man lies and he rises

Poor man lies and he dies

We do it all for the money

All for the money

All for the money, for the money money money

Lord Father forgive us, Lord Father forgive us Lord Father forgive us, Lord Father forgive us Get ya hand out my pocket, get ya hand out my pocket

Out my pocket don’t ride me no mo

Would less welfare make the poor care and work hard, I really don’t know

I know a girl who makes a grip, all she gotta do is strip

She makes about 3 G’s maybe 4

I tried to tell her to quit, she’s like what’s better than this?

Go to college and pay school loans?

Well let me teach you about some ghetto wrath

Baby momma’s gettin' beat but still comin' back

School of hard knocks is where she learned to add

3 jobs for 2 kids that’s some ghetto math

Rich man can he get a dollar please

Life feels wasted so his pants at his knees

We’ve all got bad aim in the darkness

How can I reach my goal instead of being a target?

Rich man lies and he rises

Poor man lies and he dies

We do it all for the money

All for the money

All for the money, for the money money money

Lord Father forgive us, Lord Father forgive us Lord Father forgive us, Lord Father forgive us She said, he said alright I ain’t pointin' fingers…

This is what he said

He said…

I know civility died last week when I couldn’t get my kids food to eat

And if opportunity knocks on my door I’m lockin' him in the basement, haha

I see fools gold wearin' fools

Accumulate that gold young man hide it in your mouth

On your neck in your hair on your wrist

Cuz of course that’s where it’s most profitable

And when your gold… I’m sorry… God begins to wear you down

Appraise your heart and character to see his real glory

We all international player, I just go to learn

Souls of men last forever but money will burn

Thanks for the invite to your melting pot

I feel like I’m the only one that’s molten a lot

Your hospitality is a manifest destiny

And the welcome mat is soaking wet, it’s from the years of tears

I don’t seek resolution of pain amongst the privileged

They tried to break me but all they created was more soul

More strength, watch me dance, watch me dance

I will dance on your bureaucracy

I will dance cuz all I’ve ever had was a jig, ha And if you’re confused, I’m talkin' to you