FUCK YOUR MONEY Fuck your money, c’mon I say Fuck your money, never let me down Fuck your money When I’m down on the ground it’s sad to see And all the shitters play that don’t remember me I’m not shy, I’ve got my mind, I gonna count 99 ways how to die Burn mother fucker, yea, let me see ‘cos money is tha damn way how you feel I’m gonna keep my pride, so you will see This is my last breath, so be aware of me Fuck your money I don’t need any preparation, this ain’t my fault Money language – your damnation, no regrets, no pain at all I used to hide my secret thoughts here, ‘cos people’re sick What you breed is what you get, ‘cos I remember all Fuck your money