my warfare is mental, i do more damage with a pencil
making dollars legal like daddy did, comprend amigo?
if wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets
if money were honey, we'd all be stung
if greed were a need, we'd all be crushed
if fame were an aim, were set to lose
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/9ve2 ]scheming and dreaming, back in town new disk is beaming
rhyming and stealing beats, taking the heat
i carry no weapon just said son, i pack no gun
there is no challenge have no equal
so many stories you gotta make a sequel
this is the end my friend
this is my friend the end