Luyện nghe bài hát Root Of All Evil

Okay man, you make the music
Then you get the
you get the power

I made a million and a half off the book, the tax
And your spines green, I'm seein' only green
And I mean stacks of cash, no to relax
Bought my bitch some tits, a couple G for the

A G for her lips, a G for her ass
on up, all the way to upper class
Up man, I pass cash like Tony Soprano
of New York taking over Chicago

Ain't no Ronald McDonald, dreams, I'm livin in em'
Got models with of Dom Perrignon in em'
In a yacht by the with a helicopter
You can't refuse and can't get a offer

I'm the author of the dream
And yeah, my pen's of green, I'm just an arrogant fiend
And when the ink dries my is capitalized
The capitalist still not happy for
I made a million, I a million

Why am I inside?
When loves me, I feel everybody's lyin'
Why, oh why, am I inside?
My mind is on my money but my got me cryin'

Lamborghini, Mister Thong Bikini
Now, you see me, now, you don't, me Don Houdini
Eeny meeny miney moe, help me a ho
Money makin', dummy professional

I got a bank in the Caymans, never with the laymen
Pay the Gods off on Sunday, Amen, there's 80 Hammers
Charlie Manson with the Skelter
I'm playin' Vice City, in my bomb shelter

I never a bit of satisfaction
For the automatic, cash reaction
Which you get and you got if you're the ends
When you got a lot of bills but ain't got no
(Cents)

Why am I suffering
everybody loves me, I feel everybody's lyin'
Why, oh why, am I inside?
My mind is on my but my money's got me cryin'

Are you a
Well, can buy you respect and success
Are you
Well, money can buy you happiness so

It's all about
Coming up and knocking down, is head spinning?
Money makes the world go round and
Dollar, dollar bill, love the sound

Don't eat the they're the same as us
I'm not sayin' money's bad, it's just
Like Angel Dust it's
Know what you and what the risk is

Why am I suffering
everybody loves me I feel everybody's lyin'
Why are we so concerned our money?
If it's the root of evil, why are we planting seeds?

Why are we still seeds?
Why are we planting seeds?