| 30 pieces of silver, I said that was the price
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| You see the value man woulda put pon the blood of Christ
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| For Joseph it was 20, they never liked his coat
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| For Bob a coulda more they never liked of what he spoke
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| In spite of all these notes I see the pattern them developing
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| Morality’s secondary to money, greed and jealousy
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| That’s how many fell, you see, and with that being said
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| I‘d wondered if my brothers put a price upon my head
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| Heard that money makes friends
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| And money makes foes
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| But money, it is not all
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| Cause when the dough ends
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| And all the banks close
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| Tell me: Who can you call?
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| (Tell me)
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| I’ve seen empires fall and wither down to dust
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| And all the money in the world, it could not lift them up
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| Most brilliant of ornaments crumble down to rust
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| Because we put we faith in lust and disregard the trust
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| Hell I know the rush
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| I’ve had the feeling take me over
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| The power in my hand when all the band over my shoulder
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| The bands of money coming in will change the ones around you
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| Be wise, you know, because it cannot stop you getting older
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| But still
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| I admit that I get caught up in the game
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| Saw the legends do it naturally I did the same
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| So I’m rolling round the city Miss Jamaica deh deh with me
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| Earth deh pon me platter knowing all of this no matter
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| Cause money makes friends
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| And money makes foes
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| But money, it is not all
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| Cause when the dough ends
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| And all the banks close
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| Tell me: Who can you call?
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| (Tell me)
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| And do you think that, with the last breath that you take
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| You‘ll be sitting thinking 'bout the money that you made
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| Houses that you lived in, cars you drove, the bills you paid?
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| And yet it is the focus what we do and what we say
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| What we give we energy
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| So you spend your life a work
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| Acting like the money will be with you in the hearse
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| Leaving all your family and friends to fight and search
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| That’s when you see the snakes come out and act like they deserve
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| Like them put you pon reserve
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| Told you money makes friends
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| And money makes foes
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| But money, it is not all
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| Cause when the dough ends
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| And all the banks close
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| Tell me: Who can you call?
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| (Tell me)
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| Who can you call
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| (Tell me)
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| (Tell me, tell me, tell me)
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| (Tell me, tell me, tell me)
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| (Tell me, tell me, tell me)
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| (Tell me, tell me, tell me) |