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One dollar, one day, it needs to be said
That we got mind over money we as real as it gets
It goes one dollar, one day we gon' be rich
But until that day we gon' teach em to fish
They say money makes the world go round
they say money makes the price of these pearls go down
they say money is the reason why ya girl goes down
well guess what, i say money is the reason you ain't safe right now
They say its all about security, material things
thats why we rap about the ethereal spiritual kings
thats why you rap about the jewels and the silliest things
i ain't black, but i spit lines in the spirit of King
and in the spirit of the free world, islamic in the flesh
mental jihad strapped with scriptures across my chest
all praises due to the most high i'm gone so i
say grace, smokin' up the greenest of ganja's
One dollar, one day, it needs to be said
That we got mind over money we as real as it gets
It goes one dollar, one day we gon' be rich
But until that day we gon' teach em to fish
You better get a new profession cuz we don't you trust ya
You sellin' lies for a livin', you a small time hustler
You sellin' dope rhymes, that's prolly more pathetic
Than sellin' dopamine enhancers to a cocaine addict
You a walkin' music television fuck outta my face
You idea of a connection is networkin' through myspace
Whats wrong the filter is broken
Its almost like you forgot how to fish, in the middle of an ocean
Kids, wanna grow up, and be just like you
Cuz if you push a mountain long enough it just might move
So i thank my lucky stars, i'm not a suburb white slave
who drinks alcohol and thinks jesus christ saves
It goes one dollar, one day, it needs to be said
That we got mind over money we as real as it gets
It goes one dollar, one day we gon' be rich
But until that day we gon' teach em to fish
And so we circle round the globe, just to find truth
We're goin' back to my people, tell 'em that it ain't there
They lookin straight in our eyes tell us it ain't fair
Bitches quick to flip the script sayin' they don't care
But we been workin' day and night for a 1000 days
So how the fuck can tell us to change our ways
But then we started to see things must've been the sea sickness
cuz the brainstorms hittin' us like bee stings
Apply logic combine optics rocket science
Closed minded we called it roguenomics
22nd century pirates i've lost it
then found it negotiatin' with 3 wisemen
