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