Motion Sickness

Money, money, money, money... You know, so I asked the cat, man, I said, man you know... Why’d you just do all that man? And the hustler said, "It’s a high climb to the gallows." Crime related, activated Trap located, strap to spray it If you face the case, you faded Player you’da never made it And although the state delayed it And you been equated Sent you back up on the pavement This one here is dedicated The mistakes you’ve made Is seasons grown Castles raided Fortunes blown Sides was faded Spouses gone Much too later Ten toes down cause to the gangsters rules you catered Saw shit through a nigga that you knew was layed out Ah money's no object You spending cash out of all four pockets Your girl rocking lockets Your goons pop the rockets Apply the big four link, you are not it A hood pedigree of syndicates and felonies A gene structure more illustrious than the bustas He in the fast life ultimate Grind, break rules, shake and bake, scratch and scrape Don’t start no potential for sales Fiends lined up like the crows on the fence at Ezell's It ain’t hard to tell boy, you all aglow Everybody knowin’ now you in the show Retainers paid out Trying to map the play out The streets is undefeated Really now there ain’t no way out The world is closing up Go re-up Fix your cut Feel your eyes Sky your chains And maybe you can style a truck Meanwhile Plots and capers Lots of flavors Knots of paper Watch your neighbors Wondering who’s real, who fake is We in the breezeway To be us it takes leaps of faith The main question You don’t ever ask it History say: it's the casket or the basket You like “Pass that, let's get blasted an' masked up” The wiz kid who could poly like a diplomat The last place you could think of where they’d get you at 80 miles from your sink where they sit you at Life's a bitch, treat her good or she’ll get you back