Money
Money is the root of all evil
From the penthouse down to the slum
Money is the root of all evil
No matter where you come from
We got that quick money that one hit money
That play for the risk yeah that all in money
That slow money got the bloodmoney
The old and the new and the gunshot money
On the surface it's all fields of gold
If we don't dig a little deeper we may never know
Money is the root of all evil
From the penthouse down to the slum
Money is the root of all evil
No matter where you come from
That who cares money up in the air money
That big talk show not really there money
That get lost money that want more money
That hand shake rat race front row money
Oh that heartbreak money that someday money
That burned bridge, looking back lost your way money
Oh that frustrate money making not enough money
I've lost and I hate but I love my money
On the surface it's all fields of gold
If we don't dig a little deeper we may never know
Money is the root of all evil
From the penthouse down to the slum
Money is the root of all evil
No matter where you come from
From the royals down to the pawns
From the muscle up to the don
From your fathers down to your sons
Stuck in this game we are
From the cradle down to the grave
We are born to be slaves
Of the debts we need to pay
Money is the root of all evil
From the penthouse down to the slum
Money is the root of all evil
No matter where you come from
From the penthouse down to the slum
Money is the root of all evil
No matter where you come from
We got that quick money that one hit money
That play for the risk yeah that all in money
That slow money got the bloodmoney
The old and the new and the gunshot money
On the surface it's all fields of gold
If we don't dig a little deeper we may never know
Money is the root of all evil
From the penthouse down to the slum
Money is the root of all evil
No matter where you come from
That who cares money up in the air money
That big talk show not really there money
That get lost money that want more money
That hand shake rat race front row money
Oh that heartbreak money that someday money
That burned bridge, looking back lost your way money
Oh that frustrate money making not enough money
I've lost and I hate but I love my money
On the surface it's all fields of gold
If we don't dig a little deeper we may never know
Money is the root of all evil
From the penthouse down to the slum
Money is the root of all evil
No matter where you come from
From the royals down to the pawns
From the muscle up to the don
From your fathers down to your sons
Stuck in this game we are
From the cradle down to the grave
We are born to be slaves
Of the debts we need to pay
Money is the root of all evil
From the penthouse down to the slum
Money is the root of all evil
No matter where you come from
Credits
Writer(s): Eren Cannata, Joshua Nolet, Jan Derks, Wouter Prudon, Guido Joseph, Wouter Heeren, Robert Matschullat
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