SpokenReasons - M.O.E. lyrics

Money,Power,and Respect Thats the true code right there The money will get you a lot of things That you thought will never happen In your life, it could make the whole world Turn around Now the power thats just something For me to make a lot of things Happen with just a snap of a finger Now the respect thats just something To let you know you aint sh** From to begin with.. I don't know you dude so you gotta Pay yo dues in order for you to get through But notice most thugs out there They got the whole game twisted M.O.B or M.O.E is what you see Tatted right across their stomach And one stands for "MONEY OVER b*tchES." And the other stands for "MONEY OVER EVERYTHING." But I wanna talk about the "MONEY OVER EVERYTHING." I mean your money is over everything Which means that your money is over God Alright, Though im walking in the club And dj is saying "If You Got Over a Stack In Your Pocket Put your hands up." Everybody got they hands raised Its 45 thugs in the club and Why its only 2 thugs That's actually throwing money While you still got chickheads fighting over The money like porch monkey's Everybody is hungry, everybody wants money But your money is over everything Which means that your money comes first And all the other bull sh*t comes later So you recruited that little 17 year old boy That can't get a job at Mcdonalds Cause his momma working 2 jobs with 5 kids And she can't keep the lights on for sh*t So you gave him a couple dime bags To start him off with .... The next day the little boy goes to school He made his first sell, he sold one dime bag To the little white boy that said "Thing aren't going so well." But hours later after the bell The police confiscated all the Drugs then took the little boy to jail But one week later the little boy is free But lets not forget yo quote is "M.O.E," MONEY OVER EVERYTHING So uhhh, where's the rest of the money I gave you? Where's the rest of the work? Oh uhhh.... the police took it Okay you free to go, but you dont wanna k** him You wanna k** the one he loves the most "CLICK CLACK POW.!" k**ed the mother of the 5 kids because, Its "M.O.E." I don't give a damn about you or your family Y'all not nothing to me Im gonna let these n***as know that my Money is more valueble to me But with me having money Nobody can f** with me But because I do got money The H.O.E's wanna f** with me But I won't throw em the dick Because, the only one that earns my dick Is my "M.O.E." Oh, but it is one that can mess with you And that's the police Go ahead buy all the guns and other things That you gon need because they got K-9's And S.W.A.T teams and plus yo money Is out numbered by the government cheese... So get on your knees and puts your hands up Before we pop a hundred c's in your chest And color the gra** red from what you bled Before the gra** was green Now one year later you serving life sentence You we're found guilty of the plead You one less n***a taken out of the street All because you call yourself Mr. "M.O.E." "Mr. Money Over Everything." But your family, preacher, friends and teachers They call you "Joe," wanna know why? Because while you was in jail You scratched off "M.O.E," and tatted "J.O.E" Because you chose jail over everything....... -Spoken Reasons