Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money Cry , by - Tarrus Riley. Song from the album Inna Rub a Dub Style Riddim, in the genre РеггиRelease date: 29.07.2013
Record label: John John
Song language: English
Money Cry |
| Let me tell yuh bout di powers of dem dirty dollar bills |
| Haffi have a trade my youth, yuh haffi have a skill |
| Struggle and wi hustle wuk, wi muscle until |
| Manifest mi dreams and build mi house up pon di hill |
| Dem teach yo vanity, corrupt and pollute yo soul |
| And still di golden rule is who gots di gold |
| Dem give unuh di book and tek out di pages |
| The half have never being told |
| Rab Africa wealth and a black man blind fool |
| Money cry |
| Money cry |
| Dem perpetrate and rab and rape |
| And think seh that dem cleaver |
| When dem dead and buried somebody else a reap di treasure |
| Eye witness a dollar meck another brother blood spill |
| And run like di Mississippi river |
| Like pirates they have no soul |
| And dem wi kill fi gold |