DJ Premier – The Root of All Lyrics

DJ Premier The Root of All Lyrics (feat. Slick Rick & Lil Wayne)

My future’s looking promising
Problem with my mom again, troubling
Money thinks it’s running things
When no income isn’t coming in
Running with the wrong again
Gone again, money

Why keep sending cash demean our (Got it)
Working for it meaner
Puts a hurtin’ on a senior
Half to curtain, cook, and pee on
Did I stutter?
It’s root of all boot, all you loyal to
Is useless
Bruisetrynna do vocal
Loseno one
And still pull him out a grave
Trynna play chap! OK?
Dust him off, nobodies touchin’ us and rush him off
Loose lips, Rick dances with wolf kidelusive?
Arrange is the new black, I move pass
Like dress me like some baby
George Clinton
What’s it thinking?
Stackin’ the deck
Ain’t attracting a chick
Ain’t backing up shit
Control money, don’t let it show money
Soul money, never let it go from me cold homie
Suede linen
Old decay
Prey when I’m A in em, stay with em
Told to play ageism
Variety makes good society, I said this
Respect kid
Excessive makes me question my ethics
Though cash has no moral comp
Showin’ some, flowing don, knowing it’s wrong, throw it from
Showing some home sweet home
Like some nuisance in my wallet
I’m on top and nurturing the loose change in my pocket

Money
Money thinks

Money versus everybody, money isn’t everything
That’s cap, and I put that on everything
I don’t look back I never blink
I’m at the bank, I’m thinkin’ bout the fact how I don’t have to think
About a way to rob the bank, I fuck around and buy the bank
Dollar bill, dollar bill, water bill, power bill
Power struggles, power moves, and power drills cuz I reveal
I gotta ball, gotta plot, got a wall full of clocks
Still ain’t got no time to kill, got on a watch the diamonds real
Money make the world go round
Money racin’ hurdles now
Take the drapes and curtains down, don’t money make the perfect clouds?
Money counter go brrrrr
Money make the perfect sound
And the chopper go brrrr
Okay they hear me now
Lookin’ like a pile of money that hoe face first in the pile
This that Tunechi and Preemo, we connect like a magnet
And we grew to Magneto like the root of evil, money

My future’s looking promising
Problem with my mom again, troubling
Money thinks it’s running things
When no income isn’t coming in
Running with the wrong again
Gone again, money

When pondering a con again
Morality in front of when or once again
Money thinks it’s running things
See you got a honey young and thin
Buy the honey ton of things, flattering
Money