Lighters / Price Tag
Seems that everybody's got a price,
I wonder how they sleep at night,
When the sale comes first and the truth comes second,
Just stop for a minute and smile"¦
Why is everybody so serious?
Acting so damn mysterious
Got shades on your eyes and your heels so high
That you can't even have a good time"¦
Everybody look to the left,
Everybody look to the right
Can you feel that? Yeah,
We're playing with love tonight.
[Chorus:]
This one's for you and me,
Living out our dreams,
We're all right where we should be.
(Background)
With my arms out wide,
(It's not about the money, money, money.)
I open my eyes,
(We don't need your money, money money,)
And now all I want to see;
(We just want to make the world dance,)
Is a sky full of lighters...
(It's not about the money, money, money,)
(We don't need your money, money money,)
A sky full of lighters...
(We just want to make the world dance...)
Let me take a second get the bass up in the system
Yeah I'm sick an still a victim of this critisizm
I was on a mission optimist that pessimist were missin
Hits an trippin; why the nonsense and dissin
My whole vision was persistance see me livin
In the moment just a poet
Moulded my life with writtens; now I'm quoted
And boasted for out spittin all my opponents
And I'm makin bread for bein hot; other words I'm toasted - come on!!
Heh, through out my decision
The universe depicted a vivid image, itchin
To keep my intuition, grippin, holdin, wishin
That I hadn't shunned it; I ain't quitin"¦ I'm broadenin my expedition
So when returnin it's right that I turn an
Count my blessings, and mistakes as I'm learning; I'ma thank each lesson
God bless earth an the talent that I been given
Cos my caliburs hardly spit and, I'm gettin bigger than armageddon
[Chorus]
This one's for you and me,
Living out our dreams,
We're all right where we should be.
(Background)
With my arms out wide,
(It's not about the money, money, money.)
I open my eyes,
(We don't need your money, money money,)
And now all I want to see;
(We just want to make the world dance,)
Is a sky full of lighters...
(It's not about the money, money, money,)
(We don't need your money, money money,)
A sky full of lighters...
(We just want to make the world dance"¦)
I push the envelope when I am writing conscious of the words I say
You give me syllables I'll riddle all those words and make
A track that will verse your favourite pers/on that you heard of late