Rah K

Don't get it twisted
I'm just saying girl, sorry


I don't wanna be loving her
(I'm just saying)
I don't wanna be in love with her
(I'm just saying)
I don't wanna be in love with her
(I'm just saying)
I just wanna be in it


The game is not chess, get aggressive, but be a nice player
I'm one of the best, but the worst inside your nightmare
Your bitch be like "Oh yes, just hit it right there"
and next, your sister gets undressed, I'm like "yeah" huh
So I'm talking about fucking around
There ain't no cutting down
Addicted to bitches, gotta bust it out
Not a stick up artist, just a pick up artist
Add a bit of liquor, when it kicks in, I'm so sick and retarded
Don't get me wrong, it's not I'm not attracted to you
I like u in a thong, but when it's off, I have to do you
When you get me to rise, I keep growing, to blast it through you
Keep riding, keep going, knowing I'm only practice to you
In the end though, it's empty with no love potion
No emotion whatsoever, so much fish in the ocean
So we boasting like casanovas, with a hoe the game's over
So in the morning she's blowing, but I'd be sober and I don't know her


So he's a pick up artist you know that?
So is he into you? (You hope so don't you)
Or is he just inside of you? (Blow slow like a porno or something)


So how does it feel, you've got a friend on your side
just to chill, but still, let us divide
the line, it's just sexual drive
Never a bride, OK?
This is for real, although we're mesmorized,
naughty and silly for the pleasure tonight
I know she's ready to ride, and no, she never denies
So I'm already inside, already wet and real tight
At first, steady and nice, taking it slow
Levitating your soul, breaking indoors
She's yelling "faster," aching for more
Don't make me adore you
Are you soar? Harder or soft?
Tell me, that's what I've got it for
I'm sorry but I gotta leave after this
Just promise me to remember who the master is
In the end though, it's empty with no love potion
No emotion whatsoever, so much fish in the ocean
So we boasting like casanovas, with a hoe the game's over
So in the morning she's blowing, but I'd be sober and I don't know her


So he's a pick up artist you know that?
So is he into you? (You hope so don't you)
Or is he just inside of you? (Blow slow like a porno or something)


I don't wanna be loving her
(I'm just saying)
I don't wanna be in love with her
(I'm just saying)
I don't wanna be in love with her
(I'm just saying)
I just wanna be in it

I know it's been so long
and you know although I'm gone
I'm still there till the end
I got your back regardless
through the good times and bad, through the darkness
I'm still a friend

Now that I'm older, it feels like it's real life
Got my sleeves rolled up, work the grounds while it's still bright
Build a tolerance for pain, more knowledge in the brain
and skills to kill mics
But since I'm living in past times
I can't push forward, I can't climb
the endless mountain called life
During this conversation, i'm facing a wall like
a soliloquoy, to tell myself 'it's alright'
The world is a place without a soul to trust
Maybe I’ve been thinking about everything all too much
I regret taking flight, leaving on the plane
I’m aching like I’m asthmatic cuz I’m breathing in pain
I'm breaking lights from the morning until the evening fades
Feeling stressed to pay the price, but you see me awake, breathing today
I'm still alive, I ain't dead, that may be seasons away
I hope you're doing good though, I'm believing and praying
Tough times, working hard to blow it up
The road is a lonely one, the ground is cold and rough
And we're still growing up, but I guess we're old enough
If you feel me, let me see your hands high, throw it up!


24 and we're riding
and we're riding on 24, and we're riding on 24
We got time but we ain't young any more
24 and we're riding, and we're riding on 24
Nothing is infinite in this world, there's always time in it
Nothing lasts and everything will pass in a flash in just minutes
24 and we're riding, and we're riding on 24


This goes out to all my friends that i'll never forget about
it's tough times for us I know. we ain't young any more, yet we're still growing up

I know it's been so long
and you know although I'm gone
I'm still there till the end
I got your back regardless
through the good times and bad, through the darkness
I'm still a friend

I got so many friends in different area codes
but to know that when im dead, I'll be buried alone
It makes me wonder man, who'd really cry?
who'd even try? When I'm through with this life, what do I carry along?
I'm sorry too, cuz I forgot to tell you I'm gone
so don't bother calling me on the cellular phone
But im good, I've been working hard to sell these songs
and I know you're stressed out, I've been well informed
Whether it's love life or beef
unemployed and dissapointed, so you're tired and beat
to the point that you're being toyed, lied to and cheated
Frustrated, I know it, you're only trying to eat
It's tough times for us, working hard to blow it up
The road is a lonely one, the ground is cold and rough
And we're still growing up, but I guess we're old enough
If you feel me, let me see your hands high, throw it up!


24 and we're riding
and we're riding on 24, and we're riding on 24
We got time but we ain't young any more
24 and we're riding, and we're riding on 24
Nothing is infinite in this world, there's always time in it
Nothing lasts and everything will pass in a flash in just minutes
24 and we're riding, and we're riding on 24

(Hook)
She's seducing me
She's a working girl
She may be using me
But, it don't really matter
Because I think I'm in love with a working girl
So tonight I'mma play my cards right


고운 손으로 양주를 들어 내 잔에 술을 따르는
웃음을 파는 그녀 내겐 나무 같은 그늘
서슬픈 하루를 웃음으로 바꾸고
아침에 푸른 하늘을 맞이해야 깊숙히 잠드는
꿈속에서 다시 만난 그녀와 사랑을 나누곤 해
잠에 깨서 눈이 뜨면 그녀는 없어 다른곳에
서 딴 남자 팔짱을 끼고 있을 상상은 못해
난 사랑이란 물 한방울에 목 마른 노예거든
너가 원하는게 내 돈이야 내 몸이야 영혼이야?
달콤한 사랑 아니면 단단한 벽돌이야?
골치 아프게 튕기지 않고 내 손을 잡는 그녀
내님을 닮은 그녀 서서히 내 맘을 열어
하룻밤이 지나도록 이 술잔이 오고 가
우리 둘만의 공간 타오르듯 불타니
날 애태우지말고 자 그만 좀만 좀 가자
외로운 내 자아가 숨막히도록 울잖니

(Hook)
I want to get what you want; I need your real name and number
She's like "I’ve got to run/ but call me" makes me wonder
Does she understand my pain? My game is under her umbrella
and she's hot as the summer sun
On her propellers she's so fly
I love it when she rolls by
in a mini skirt, those thighs got me peaking with both eyes
She's checking for my wallet in my back pocket and my rocket
She's like asking “what's your size, and what’s your prize?”
25 for the table and 10 for 3 hours
After that it’s how you play it, hoping to devour her?
Feed me like a king, my queen, the night be ours
She understands my taste exactly, she's sweet and sour
A lot of bottles and we smelling like carcasses
Hurts to see her checking her watch and it’s time's up
She's like "Call me later," bunch of empty promises
I'm trashed and out of paper, my friends call her a garbage bitch

So I’m on the way to the store to buy a pack a gum, maybe a drink
Opened my wallet, there it is, paper covered in ink
If money could talk, if money could think
What'd it say about the massive debt, the tax, and the inflation we’ve got to pay?
What'd it say about the poverty stricken living on less than dollar a day?
Hey money, start talking

I'm the medium of exchange, I'm the minimum wage
Isn’t it strange? I got thousands of superior names
I discredited the gold, I'm paper made
But nobody questioned me so I made you slaves
to the capitalist norm, so you invest on intuition
Even if you can’t afford, you’ve got to pay the tuition
for your son's university; his success in your hands
If you can't, what a pity, now you're a less of a man
See, I created the system where everybody's ambition
is only wealth and the riches which is now everyone's mission
Since you're captured inside my prison
I can manufacture you a passionate man for this competition
Trap you in the water while the men are fishing
Irrational to tell the prey to hunt, but it's real efficient
Fracture your beliefs, even your religion
I turn your friends to foes, then to co-workers, but it's only business

Bridge)
The Dollars, the Wons, the Euros, and the Pesos
So many names, so many dead presidents' faces
The Dollars, the Wons, the Euros, and the Pesos
Living on fake money, make the world makeshift

Hook)
Hey money, talk to me, make a sound
Hey money, money, money make the world go round
Round and round
So what you wanna do?

Money wanted to talk and so I asked
of the root of the economic problem and money laughed
I asked, "What's so funny?"
He looked at me like I was a dummy
Sup money? Keep talking

I was created in the Federal Reserve
where the top bankers literally serve all your financial returns
They say you get what you deserve but never audit the records
Increase the money supply and the trauma for the beggars
Print ten times more than what they have in the base
Then, fines the people the debt with their taxes and raised
prices and call it inflation
Make you liquidate your assets to solid paper money, but you soon acknowledge
that it's not enough to pay off the debt, it won’t ever be
So you fight each other till death, to pleasure me
Now there's a price tag on everything including your life
The human barcode's coming, but you'll refuse to fight
And you can talk all you want but in the sequel
they only listen when I'm involved, this is the thesis:
They think I'm a dream but I'm the root of all evil
They love the green, so I easily control the people, enough said

Bridge)

Hook)

So what you wanna do?
Don't let money get inside your head; it's got no actual value
It's just a piece of paper instead, but money is still talking to you, enough said