Assassination from the Kid of Kreation

Blazin' disaster by devious station

Face it, a permanent vacation

For tasting from the tree of temptation

Blazin' and hazin' but never quite phasin'

The movement of the stars or the world of rotation

Copin' by smokin' LA to Oakland

In some dreams, I'm drowning and other dreams I'm chokin'

Money, money make the world go round

Money, money just brings me down now

Money, money make the world go round

And I'm looking for the higher ground

Hey now let's start at the beginning

So long I've lived a life of sinnin'

I know I got to change my ways

I'm waiting on better days

I don't give a fuck and let me tell you why

I woke this morning and I got high

The day passed and the stars went up

I made my mark and I heard pop pop

There's a voice in the back of my head

Another death, more blood's been shed

Evil lurks in the hearts of men

Dollar signs on every sin

Money talks and everybody listens

Nobody stops on the point that they're missing

In the system, whatever price could be right

Even if the price is a loss of another life

We used to be stick up kids

Regret the things that we did

Trying to live positive

When friends were doing this

Murderous attackers, battling fashions

Benjamins and Jacksons at the heart of the actions

Think you would be missed if you didn't exist

So stay the hell off my mother fucking shit list