rez proph – the price of gold lyrics
verse 1: rez proph
mama was a peasant tryna raise a king out the slums she was slaving in/
gave a grin through it all/
brave lady/raven in the sky type fly/
her praise made me save a hymn/
for when she threw the ball/
and said ‘hey baby,play to win’/
the ball’s in your court, dream but don’t oversleep/
when falling short fall clean and grown over peeps/
and all in all force means to roam overseas/
for my desire to be internationally known over beats/
so i’m out here tryna make it work/
in the midst of these girls who make it twerk/
for the pearls and the worlds evil/
i twirl lethal in a whirlpool of hurl/
from faded nights and bright lights that curl with referral people/
a thorough equal to the countries greatest rappers/
waiting for half a chance while trying not to lose myself cause/
the devil checking price tags on souls/
and i’m tryna settle cheques i might have on gold/
hook
it goes one for the money/
two for the show/
three for the fact that we don’t love these hoes/
four for the flow/
five for the four/
six for the grind and the price of gold
verse 2
mistah maliq
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