It Ain't The Money (featuring Pharoahe Monch)

Heart of mine, milk and honey
It ain't the money, now we know
Doin' lines, ain't it funny
It ain't the money, now we know

After the money, they lust, sell their souls for the unlimited cash flow
In God we trust, but that's never in class
Though Enron, World Com, CEO assholes
A monopoly to collect whenever they pass go

Big screen TV's, nigga please
There will be no alerts before they search the siege
13 hrs in the seal with the 13 leaves
13 steps that it takes to see 13 thieves

Highly high, lowly low
Get up and go to the show
Every time I get low
Get up and go to the show

I fell in love with her once, she was evil, I remember
Her 18th birthday, she became legal tender
Some say she heaven sent with skeletons in her closet
Traded herself for drugs and stayed inside of my wallet

I know women who couldn't have her who became alcoholics
In the fetal position bent over toilets
And calling for earl with pains in their bladders
So, people listen, when I tell you, it really don't matter

Betcha giving head to a movie star
Betcha got a llama riding in your car
Betcha you got a TV built in your jet skis

Betcha giving head to a movie star
Betcha got a llama riding in your car
Betcha you got a TV built in your jet skis

Highly high, lowly low
Get up and go to the show

Ain't it funny how the money
Makes the honey taste like nothing
You can't have no more, now we know
(Now we know that it don't mean nothing)

Ain't it funny how the money
Makes the honey taste like nothing
You can't have no more, now we know
(Now we know that it don't mean nothing)

Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow, ow-ow
Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow, ow-ow

Peace of mind, fill my tummy
It ain't the money, now we know
Hard to find, got my something
It ain't the money, now we know
(Now we know that it don't mean nothing)

Highly high, lowly low
Get up and go to the show

Ain't it funny how the money
Makes the honey taste like nothing
You can't have no more, now we know
Now we know (I'm in the kitchen, cooking up food)

Now we know
(Now we know that it don't mean nothing)

Ain't it funny how the money
Makes the honey taste like nothing
You can't have no more (people act like they have, but they're bluffing)
(Now we know that it don't mean nothing)

(Now we know that it don't mean nothing)



Credits
Writer(s): Natalie Mcintyre, Beck Hansen, Jeremy Ruzumna, Victor Indrizzo, Justin Meldal-johnsen, Pharoa Monch
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