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phora - the root of all evil lyrics

homie i done seen death and came back
so what the f-ck you think i’m afraid of
dis loyal n-gg-s, i see what they made of
and i don’t trust a soul but the family
cause i heard too many people say they love me when it ain’t love
they ain’t nothing but snakes in the gr-ss
me i never trust a cute face and an -ss
cause all these b-tches simple, i can see it in they face
how many of these snakes will turn fake for the cash
but careful what you wish for and the karma you creating
cause money ain’t nothing when your life get taken
ain’t n-body bulletproof, the number one mistake
that these motherf-ckers make is thinking they ain’t got replacements
i bet they give up their self respect for the wealth
don’t believe me homie? check for yourself
cause what makes you think they got respect for you
when these n-gg-s ain’t even got respect for they selves

i put my mama in a house before i’m in a benz
i’ll die twice and come back before i get new friends
n-gg- and i’ll take my spot back on the couch
before i’ll ever be a slave to the dollar amount
i put my mama in a house before i’m in a benz
i’ll die twice and come back before i get new friends
look and i’ll take my spot back on the couch
cause i’ll never be a slave to the money i count n-gg-

i got em’ saying where the f-ck you at, front to the back
i got em’ saying where the f-ck you at, where you at, front to the back
like where the f-ck you at, where the f-ck you headed n-gg-
nah, i don’t think you get it n-gg-
give a f-ck about the money in our bank accounts
cause it ain’t nothing if we dead my n-gg-

i seen h-ll, i seen n-gg-s sling their mama dope
i seen n-gg-s fiend for a line of c-ke
money make a thirsty chick hop up out her jeans
do things you only see in your dreams if you got the dough
yeah, it got these n-gg-s acting strange
they chasing the dollars, they ain’t after change
nah, me and them will never be alike, we’ll never be the same
now i’ll never forget where my family came n-gg-
y’all ain’t got no chain, heard if you ain’t balling, you ain’t got no name
f-ck the money, cause i’d rather call out like cobain
with a bullet through my temple, now i got no brains
like f-ck em’ and f-ck the world, you can have it dawg
y’all ain’t no better, i ain’t mad at y’all
cause i’d rather be buried in my grave
than live life like a slave
f-ck the money, you can have it all

- phora lyrics

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