This is a song about "Money run de world"

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Re-directed de-ci-sions

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Ill give you a run for your money

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Run on a ramage until the world ends

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends