2ssaint - Mo Money Lyrics

My method is like a Methodist
Searching for heaven's evidence
A truth so pure most men couldn't bear it
The revenant/ seems I never settled into
This land of Johns and Evelyns/ accused of severing ties
That were never quite together in/ the first place
The earth shakes/ I'm standing on an island
Surrounded by high def screens/ screaming out sex and violence
My only friend, a man who seems both robotic and organic
Showing me artificial gestures of kindness
Behind his eyes is silence/ told me his dream was to buy him
A fresh brain/ that'll take his feelings disguise em
And tell him it's less pain/ I said be sure to let me know
When you discover such a thing/turned to one of them screens playing
Frank Ocean's Novacane/I came, I saw, I died
Came back ain't shit changed/ the players get rearranged
The game remains the same/ that's to be sold
Whipcrackers, masters, cops, P.Os, CEOs
The careless,evil overlords we've known
For five hundred years or so/ the tears that flow
The blood that pours, the kids that know
Nothing but pain
Think our people was made to do nothing but suffer and sing
Even if you wipe our flesh from the earth/ something remains
That's the soul you couldn't erase/ looking you in the face boy
Went down for a minute, back in the race
At first I used to resist it but now I want me a taste
At first I used to resist it but now I want me a taste

More sex, more guns, more flesh, more blood
MO MONEY MO MONEY MO MONEY
More sex, more guns, more flesh, more blood
MO MONEY MO MONEY MONEY

I move like Charlie Parker is the author of my Aura
My age is a kinda-sorta/ because space and time ain't important
Seems to me that living in peace won't get you a portion
Surrounded by connoisseurs/ of violence and deadly force
More is the word of the millennium
Could this be the galaxy's perineum
Breathe deep/ get rid of em
Exhale and sentence em/ to exile
The scent was too foul/ the wicked child
Running naked and wild/ where I was found
Rubbing her sex to the front of my mouth
Every twice in a while/ f*cking every once in a while
I guess we were better off with no church in the wild
Bury me in a pile with bloody dirt in my smile
First I used to resist it but I'm loving it now
First I used to resist it but I'm loving it now
Bury me in a pile with bloody dirt in my smile
You buried me in a pile
You buried me in a pile

What about the ones that don't make it
(Are there times when you worry about me?)
What about the ones that don't make it
(What about me?)
What about the ones that don't make it
(Don't you worry about me)
What about the ones that don't make it
(Don't worry about me!)

Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast

The pressure breaks em and makes em do that one thing
They said they would never do
Now you running from Johnny Blue
And that thing that he said you did
You can't even say you ain't do it
Because f*ck it you needed money/that money gone get you thru it
Man f*ck it might take this money and buy me a couple brews
My nigga you'd do the same/ if you was me and I was you eh
We all pacify/ what's the meaning of life
Dawg we all passing time
I ain't got no choice I'm living like the laws don't apply
Who are you to judge?/ I'm living like the laws don't apply
Got a call from my guy/ if I don't get these bitches off I'ma die
What could you ever know about this life
You'd be lost in this life/ trust me baby you'd be lost in this life
Just trying to stay alive/ is that a crime

What the f*ck I'm gonna do if I don't make it
What the f*ck I'm gonna do if I don't make it

Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast
Black berries in the belly of the beast
Blackberries in the belly of the beast

I'm slipping through the cracks aw
(I'm slipping)
I'm slipping through the cracks aw
(I'm slipping)
I'm slipping through the cracks aw
(I'm slipping)
I'm slipping through the cracks

My planet's a plantation
My backs against the wall
You dragged me here with nothing
I have no one to call
That cash made me a something
That bag replaced my heart
Cash turned me into someone that I can't quite recall