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tornado2sday - money 4 madness كلمات أغنية

money for madness
(verse 1)
they told me “get rich or die trying,” so i tried my best
pushed the rock up the hill, put my heart in the chest
now my pockets got weight, but my soul’s feeling light
traded peace for the paper, sleeping less at night
used to dream about blessings, now i just count the stacks
got a bigger house, but my family turned their backs
every handshake feels different, like they all want a piece
the dollar signs are blinding, and the fake love won’t cease.

(chorus)
money, the root, the green machine, a digital lie
makes you sell your own kin for a temporary high
money, the sickness, the whisper that you can’t trust
turns your truest friend into a pile of dust
yeah, money, it changes the game, and changes the man
built a castle of gold, but it’s sinking in the sand.

(verse 2)
saw a friend get the deal, started acting strange
the fame hit the head, and the dollar did the exchange
used to share a meal, now we can’t even speak
got the designer logos, but the person is weak
used to fight the system, now they’re part of the flow
just another cog in the machine, putting on a show
yeah, the industry eats ’em, spits out a new face
replaced the genuine hunger with an empty chase.
(chorus)
money, the root, the green machine, a digital lie
makes you sell your own kin for a temporary high
money, the sickness, the whisper that you can’t trust
turns your truest friend into a pile of dust
yeah, money, it changes the game, and changes the man
built a castle of gold, but it’s sinking in the sand.
(bridge)
some say “c.r.e.a.m.,” that cash rules everything around
but what about the love and the peace that can’t be found?
used to have nothing but hope, and a song in my heart
now i got everything but ended up torn apart
you can get what you want, but you can’t buy back time
the cost of that power, the price of that climb
lost my vision in the glitter, blinded by the shine
traded loyalty and purpose for a counterfeit dime.

(outro)
they say “mo money mo problems,” and the saying rings true
when you lose your soul to the green, what’s left for you?
the devil wears prada, and the paper is the cost
a king in his palace, but everything is lost.

- tornado2sday

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