Dawg, you gotta feel me on this one What it be like dawg? I'm on some, some, adope grown up type shit Look who I be around nigga, look who I been around
we want-want; give it to us (give it to us) [x4] [Chorus:] Twenty, Tens, and Fives (CURRENCY)[x2] If you a balla then the hundred's gon' fly (CURRENCY
Five thousand dollars Five thousand dollars Five thousand dollars Take it, take it Five thousand dollars Five thousand dollars Five thousand dollars
, all the murderers, drug dealers, burglars Interstate traffickers, gun runners, gat clappers [Royal Flush] I can't call it cousin, this currency got
Time is the Final Currency (5:18) Words and Music: David Crosby Time is the final currency Not money Not power The time will come When you will give
I don't know why I'm So caught up in covering up the past After all this time I I thought I would be over you at last But it kills me at night I was
Covered the skin but I can't still feel The ways you left me for dead Uncover the sin to let the scars reveal The blood that flowed from me Over the
I can't deny it, I fucking like it It brings on confidence and courage that I lost I turn into it, it helps me through it Until I lie awake and contemplate
Your voice is killing me. Your words are hard as they come. Thoughts that sit in here, fall like bullets to the floor. Your heart is pulling me, the
Fate, it never followed me Until now, I never wanted it to (Take me, I'm caving) I always wanted it to (Save me, I'm waiting) I wanted everything and
This is the last time I'll wait I forced my self here Listened to all I can take (I try and wash it away) I still remember the fallout that can't be
Is this what you wanted? You got what you needed, all that's mine Take it or leave it (Take it or leave it) Everything's even, but what's left of my life
Pain troubles me Filled up it lives in here Cold air I breathe Full of mistakes I've made Stay back It's out of our hands Try too hard Try to understand
There's nothing left to give There's nothing left to prove There's nothing we can say We've counted every word Like stars and all the moons We've buried
After, after all We are the same as we always were We cover and carry on Like everything?s copasetic and Courage we felt at all Feels like failure overcome
be the consequence But how to protect then all the little worms? You abuse, humilate, violate Violate under aged lads You humilate, violate and escape With the dirty currency
not to bow down You'll fail to notice what's coming around The cornerstone of your comfort is sedation I'm paying off the guilt in a currency of cynics
we're gonna explode They're putting up a strip mall where the factory used to be We deal in violence while it is the currency We're gonna blow! Brick
