Funny Money

[Intro] Yeah Ladies, make it hot, girls, make it hot Ladies, make it hot, girls, make it hot Ladies, make it hot, girls, make it hot [Verse 1] Mr. International, passport pimpin' City street dweller, every asphalt different Hittin' with Jean and The Roots, my man Black Thought rippin' Now a glass goes whistlin', my rap flow's switchin' up Wait, the promoter bitchin' – is this asshole trippin'? Why my cash flow missin'? Don't fuck around, this is how I make a livin' Stop, listen, get the guap' My kids can't eat my love for Hip-Hop This ain't the circus, I don't see no big top So who ya tryin to clown? Your money like Chris Rock Don't make me laugh wit'ya funny money (Funny money) [Adlibs over samples] Yeah, uhh, yeah, hehehehehe, eh-yeah, yo [Verse 2] These promoters shady and they good for broken promises Some of them scared of the hood, so they only promote the colleges I'm havin' problems with excuses Especially when it comes to my money and the contract is exclusive They sell the tickets wit'cha name up in lights an' shit But when it's time to pay, they came up with all type of shit One tried to pay me in marijuana The crowd was so thin, he blamed Osama and the Twin Tower bombers In my pocket like a thief and there ain't no honor Livin' all reckless, like there ain't no karma You ain't on punishment, I ain't your mama I just had to expose the truth like Leonardo DaVinci when he paint Madonna [Adlibs over samples] Hey, hey, hey C'mon Uh Whoa [Verse 3] Illegal business control America Illegal immigration, gun control hysteria The 'War on Terror', 'War on Drugs', now everybody have vices So we still gettin' higher than gas prices Yeah, we have righteous MC's Ready to infiltrate the system like a disease And bring it right to its knees Who ain't fuckin with the pay-for-play – that shit is gay Get down with Blacksmith, or get the fuck out the way E'rything's straight! Just get out from under the table I'm not a pimp runnin' a stable I'm a kid with a vision, runnin' a label With the freshest MC's with somethin' to say too We cuttin' the umbilical cord from the navel Willin' and able to change the game for the better A lot of crews claim they together Then they fall apart and blame it on cheddar Please! I stay professional in all my endeavors So we about to blow like Parliament in 'V for Vendetta' They try to get you with the funny money (Funny Money)