MUPHIN

MUPHIN - The Money Tree lyrics

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The roots of evil, never grew me a tree (the money tree)

Cash has got me cursed, the parcel clearly showing I can tell

I'll sacrifice years committing a criminal, mind south

The financially weak comprise my clientele

Filthy price when counting dirty dosh, I'll see youse in hell

Grease stain my skin so I refrain from economic sin

Feeling like a piece of a lost puzzle, not fitting in

Gap between rich and poor, money, why don't they print more?

Invest in poverty instead of in weapons of war

What is it all for? I debate in my mental forum

The answer appears in Latin, "novus ordo seclorum"

It sickens me in disgust, root of evil we lust

And faithfully worship so which god do you trust?

Satanus controlling us, the dollar is our idol

Same symbol destroyed my family and made me suicidal

I'm living on one ounce of freedom, two ounces of average hustle

When they put a price on oxygen I swear to god Muphin I'm killing my... self

The roots of evil, never grew me a tree

Imagine picking dollars like leaves, living financially free

But it couldn't buy my love of Hip Hop, I work the hardest

Regardless, no cash sprouts from my harvest

The money don't make my world go round

It fluctuates up and down

Money talks, I've got no voice to make a sound

Content with what I have, that's how I afford to live

So burn the fantasy of a money tree

But something's gotta give

I suppose it's what I want and I guess it's what I need

But when the need becomes a want, it begins to turn to greed

It helps to provide shelter, clothes and a regular feed

But it's not all and everything, every cent ever spent

Never meant more than what was obtained

Bought both the release and the strain

The beast that drains the average but uplifts the rich

It's not life but money who is the real bitch

It's assumed that without it that nothing can be consumed

Promotes driven actions, which can drive you to moral doom

You see that room? It's consumed by the plastic

Pretty soon this world will become more tragic

And status is based on how much you earn

Nine to five, get in line and wait your turn

And if I earn your interest

Will I gain from these intimate tracks that I finished?

Should it be a hobby or a business?

I dunno, but with God as my witness

I get more pay from the positive spray when I spit this

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