Luyện nghe bài hát Scared Money

Scared don't make none
Scared money don't none
Scared money don't none
Scared money don't none

Callin' and have nots, every cell on the block
Every with a trigger, empty barreled or cocked
March in like parade of if you been stabbed or shot
Son, we smokin' these right in front of these cops

Callin' out to the kids, all my niggas bids
Whether suited up or up or stuck in the mid
You can it or boot it up, my pupils unlid
All my students of the underground with record store

out to the girls, the inventors of worlds
The of relevance and elegant pearls
Pour like nectar from the big bang opus in swirls
Down the sweaty backs of hairyweave and dried jheri curls

Callin' out to the pimps hat slump with your gimp
On your wrist with just a twist of lime to go with that
Hold your cup up so ancient rain can find its way in
Let these niggas know the of reaching heavenly bliss, yes

Scared money don't none
Scared money make none
Scared money don't make
Scared don't make none

Scared don't make none
money don't make none
Scared money don't none
Scared money don't none

It was all a dream, it was all a
I used to fantasize I was Malcolm or Martin in the
The ballot or the

I swear I used to pray to change back the
When niggas of motherships with space helmets for hair
Well, now what have we
and poets, ah yeah

What we seem to have in common is common as air
Yes, the lowest rung of anthems sung each day year
From check to latest fashions

While ration out fear but I'm fearless
Sometimes I feel alone, homeless,
will it take to shake the land for everyone to hear this?

I bear this, born of pages torn from ancient prayer lists
Descendant of the womb, the lotus blooms when I come it
I declare it time to karat to carrot
What was olden remains golden sceptered I dare to share it

All who hear it at once, royal highness over blunts
Thug of thugs, of pimps, golden tongue and ivory fronts
Grind and hustle, niggas know the heart is a muscle

All payments due, you some papes
I upon I trust you will invest
'Cause are the game is just a test
Professor of the talk real truth emeritus

I am the king as I command my son to dance and
We our earthly fate, my daughter gives me wings
We are one of the mothership and tongue
Southern trees have born strange fruit, hail, salute a troop hung

So come along, invited
Heroes of paths, victims and conquered
Those who stand alone and those who unfettered

Fuck the bullshit from the hill or from the pulpit
Today, I put my money on the fall of every

The truth prevails all else fails
Drug make the music, then guess who's back?
Your souls answer to greenbacks, and crack

The chord that from anthems
Sung right now to way way
The legacy of Hennessey distilled to black

Rolls off the a pointed gun
Fake nigga's stand back
The calls and yes, yes, y'all
The changed his hat