knew are all dead they carry her from her dying fathers hands she looks up to the sky and sees american flags (chorus) what do you see is it dollar signs
Follow the typical signs, the hand-painted lines Down prairie roads, pass the lone church spire Pass the talking wire from where to who knows? There'
best Mic club dot net see me live in the flesh You could come and download every rhyme that I spit You could pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip None
Stamping out the acient cultures to spread a new disease sailing on a dollar sign across the seven seas the banner is white, blue ; red the locust'
Hours held me too long In one location An old familiar tale, A glory to behold A work of genius, The greatest story ever sold As you sign on the line
Hallucinating severe convulsion Your equilibrium is took from my propolsion I came here tonight to rock These bells will never stop Rock the Bells Ya livin' on my lines side Autographs I sign
private contracts push profits through the sky The rest will struggle just to survive While special interest goes to those with the highest dollar sign The highest dollar sign
drag you to the factory To train your brain for eighteen years With promise of security But then you're free And forty years you waste to chase the dollar sign
store... in downtown Pagosa Springs. [Chorus] Wolf Creek Pass, way up on the Great Divide Truckin' on down the other side Wolf Creek Pass, way up on the Great Divide
record skip.. [needle pops] Lettin the record skip.. [needle pops] (damn!) [dj reverses the record and scratches it back on beat] I'm fuckin anything when I'm snortin It's gonna cost 300 dollars
can't fade 3rd Coast, these niggaz can't fade 3rd Coast [Z-Ro] I done took a lot of losses, now it's time to win No more signing dotted lines, and I stay dollars
was ingenious since doc was circumcising my penis I'm a scholar suceeding and all of my dollars increasing Got a lot of achievements cause I divide with
Damn!) {*DJ reverses the record and scratches it back on beat*} I'm fuckin anything when I'm snortin It's gonna cost 300 dollars to get my pit bull an
coma for lettin' the record skip Lettin' the record skip Lettin' the record skip (Damn!) *DJ scratches* I'm fuckin' anything when I'm snortin' It's gonna cost 300 dollars
lettin' the record skip lettin' the record skip lettin' the record skip (Damn!) *Dj's schratching* i'm fuckin' everything when i'm snortin' it's gonna cost 300 dollars
Follow the typical signs, the hand-painted lines, down prairie roads. Pass the lone church spire. Pass the talking wire from where to who knows? There
Dust drops the needle? (Hook) (Verse #3) Too hot for TV, radio, magazines and movies/ Put in work off the clock while the sign reads ?Off-Duty?/ Sign
