Deus Ex Machina
It doesn't matter how the story begins
What you hear is what reporter's will spin
Till you won't believe a word coming straight from the horse's mouth
Fuckery like true lies from a cheating spouse check it
Keep the receipts you gon need em
And some of these thoughts out of the box you could feed em
A slave to money but got the keys to your freedom
Ya reaching your goals but got the means to exceed em
Ya mean business, but kinda sell yourself short, need a little guidance
To get you over all the shyness, and break silence
It kinda sucks to be an island, So keep smiling
Death is a given and the taxes that you keep filing
Rule of thumb is ain't nobody give a fuck about you
The grass is never greener than a drop of mount dew
Assume that you're the deus ex machina
You should be your own deus ex machina
Rule of thumb is ain't nobody give a fuck about you
The grass is never greener than a drop of mount dew
Assume that you're the deus ex machina
You should be your own deus ex machina
As events unfold you plan accordingly
The plot ends happily or horribly, you fight through it
There's lots of things going well that you might ruin
But still adapt to your surroundings staying quite fluid
And you're adjusting on the fly like a skilled pilot
Until the moment when you permanently close eyelids
You're giving up the farm for your destiny
Offering a sacrificial lamb open sesame
Showing up and showing out
Treasure what they throwing out
Building that momentum up with no sign of slowing down
A hero learns from the journey not the destination
There's some things you gotta live without an explanation
Understanding only comes thru experience
Expect Mr. Murphy if you ever get delirious
Coz everything remains raw when you're busted
Not a lot of people in this world can be trusted so
Rule of thumb is ain't nobody give a fuck about you
The grass is never greener than a drop of mount dew
Assume that you're the deus ex machina
You should be your own deus ex machina
Rule of thumb is ain't nobody give a fuck about you
The grass is never greener than a drop of mount dew
Assume that you're the deus ex machina
You should be your own deus ex machina
Yeah eh, mmmh yeah eh
Hey
You just gotta get your money
Yeah eh, mmmh yeah eh
Hey
You just gotta get your
In these rough times I just wonder
Will I ever make it out in one piece
Will the Lord show me what I can't see
I know I gotta make it one way or another
I'm feeling like ma mind's in a blenda
Racing and it's moving at a top speed
Dollar after dollar gotta make cheese
I'm hoping that this life don't get no tougher
Still I can't sleep
Gotta figure out how Ima make it every week
The standard that I'm living in this city ain't cheap
Killing all dem roaches, going thru the motions
Say wad up fam, when I see you in the streets
Wishing all the best to every person that I meet
I never show the weakness, only my achievement
This is what I practice, only thing I'm preaching is get your money
In these rough times I just wonder
Will I ever make it out in one piece
Will the Lord show me what I can't see
I know I gotta make it one way or another
I'm feeling like ma mind's in a blender
Racing and it's moving at a top speed
Dollar after dollar gotta make cheese
I'm hoping that this life don't get no tougher
What you hear is what reporter's will spin
Till you won't believe a word coming straight from the horse's mouth
Fuckery like true lies from a cheating spouse check it
Keep the receipts you gon need em
And some of these thoughts out of the box you could feed em
A slave to money but got the keys to your freedom
Ya reaching your goals but got the means to exceed em
Ya mean business, but kinda sell yourself short, need a little guidance
To get you over all the shyness, and break silence
It kinda sucks to be an island, So keep smiling
Death is a given and the taxes that you keep filing
Rule of thumb is ain't nobody give a fuck about you
The grass is never greener than a drop of mount dew
Assume that you're the deus ex machina
You should be your own deus ex machina
Rule of thumb is ain't nobody give a fuck about you
The grass is never greener than a drop of mount dew
Assume that you're the deus ex machina
You should be your own deus ex machina
As events unfold you plan accordingly
The plot ends happily or horribly, you fight through it
There's lots of things going well that you might ruin
But still adapt to your surroundings staying quite fluid
And you're adjusting on the fly like a skilled pilot
Until the moment when you permanently close eyelids
You're giving up the farm for your destiny
Offering a sacrificial lamb open sesame
Showing up and showing out
Treasure what they throwing out
Building that momentum up with no sign of slowing down
A hero learns from the journey not the destination
There's some things you gotta live without an explanation
Understanding only comes thru experience
Expect Mr. Murphy if you ever get delirious
Coz everything remains raw when you're busted
Not a lot of people in this world can be trusted so
Rule of thumb is ain't nobody give a fuck about you
The grass is never greener than a drop of mount dew
Assume that you're the deus ex machina
You should be your own deus ex machina
Rule of thumb is ain't nobody give a fuck about you
The grass is never greener than a drop of mount dew
Assume that you're the deus ex machina
You should be your own deus ex machina
Yeah eh, mmmh yeah eh
Hey
You just gotta get your money
Yeah eh, mmmh yeah eh
Hey
You just gotta get your
In these rough times I just wonder
Will I ever make it out in one piece
Will the Lord show me what I can't see
I know I gotta make it one way or another
I'm feeling like ma mind's in a blenda
Racing and it's moving at a top speed
Dollar after dollar gotta make cheese
I'm hoping that this life don't get no tougher
Still I can't sleep
Gotta figure out how Ima make it every week
The standard that I'm living in this city ain't cheap
Killing all dem roaches, going thru the motions
Say wad up fam, when I see you in the streets
Wishing all the best to every person that I meet
I never show the weakness, only my achievement
This is what I practice, only thing I'm preaching is get your money
In these rough times I just wonder
Will I ever make it out in one piece
Will the Lord show me what I can't see
I know I gotta make it one way or another
I'm feeling like ma mind's in a blender
Racing and it's moving at a top speed
Dollar after dollar gotta make cheese
I'm hoping that this life don't get no tougher
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Writer(s): Senoga Kaweesa
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