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Just the thought of money can cause their
Eyeballs to pop from their sockets.
Their bottom line is to have deep pockets
The dollar bill divinity has no affinity for family
With gold nuggets, gold dust or dollar bills inside
Fancy clothes, big house and a shinny new ride
Ain't nobody laughing because it aint funny...
That's the way it is when you deal with people
Who worship money
Hurt feelings; back stabbing, bad attitudes
Double dealing and being rude
god the dollar bill is the only thing they're feeling
In god the dollar bill they trust
They are wrapped up in a paper money lust...
That is the only thing they mean by in god we trust
Dollar signs floating around in their heads
Without deep pockets they rather be dead
Wealth their sole reason for living
And no sadaqah are they giving
They don't care about elections cause
They prefer their president dead
They can't help but treat you bad...
Dollar bills have driven them mad...
They may be your Tribe ... They may be your blood
But if you ain't got no money... they ain't got no love

By,

Abu Lateef



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