It's not the heat, it's the dust
It's not the money, it's the rush
It's not the weed, that's a crutch
It's not greed, that's not enough
It's not the heat, it's the dust
It's not the drugs, it's the cut
It's not the act, it's the touch
It's how she arch her back when s

Real observant in split-second decisions
Quick to kill a merchant (brr)
Child of God, might stray away at times, though I'm still a servant (Blockworks)
In the hood with the hoodlums where the killers purgin'
Niggas workin' with the Agency, makin' me really nervous
In the hil

The emotional affair was the best
Intoxicatin', lets not ruin it with sex
Relationship: Doctor, patient
Kush cake like LASIK
Resting bitch face, breast plate, Wonder Woman bracelets
You can shoot arrows all day kid
Hearts scrawled in wet pavement
Ozymandias is the wav

Cold fryer full of old grease
You don't work, you don't eat
The wind didn't blow for a week
Birds fly east searchin' for green
Open beaks in the nest, money machines
Flutterin', flags, covetous hags
It's not really movin' if it's not movin' fast
Mouth full of glass

Money went same as it came
Money spent, it was all pocket change
End of the day, day-traders make minimum wage
Pennies on the dollar once it's all said and paid
Penny stocks, stocking cap pulled over the face
Out of habit, the presidents facing the same way
Somebody made

Waves on wharves, war washed the poor
Never broke again, what he said on the farm
Next day they was gone
Back by nightfall, they swung in the maw
Hung by daylight, the day was long
Sweep water out with the dipper
Salt in the mouth of a river
Mangrove thickets, man's s