*Keslo:"yo E Z, u heard bout that girl who gate raped and robbed by that crack head..?"
*E Z:"yeah,poor girl,12 years old,and dying of aids allready,all for some milk coupons and 15 quid"
*Keslo:"damn,i mean,money aint a thing if u aint got non,but to go and do that,his ass is SLEEAAZY"




whats the universe built on,if we hadnt got no money//
all the silly lil things we do,like shoot a brudda in the tummy//
its kinda funny,cuz i seen allot of greedy ppl sayin cash aint thing//
wen theyre walkin up and down the street with teeth and chains that bling//
bring the gin,because its time-to-tell a ghetto story//
like the time "B" got his legs crushed wen he tried to jack a speeding lorrie//
i heard em tore see,i saw the bonse click as he tried to run//
and the reason he did it was he needed money to spend and have some fun//
plus ghetto scum other wise known as the local waster//
had a taster of thiefin bags off little ladies,and also raped her//
he probly needed crack,but most of all he needed paper//
i remember all those years ago he had a job,as a hotshot water//
ill see him later,pull-a-gun and probly-pop-one//
cuz lil girls dont need to die a young age of H.I.V or AIDS son//
come on and save one,let your shit FLY like beannie SEAGLE//
adress ya world and drop a verse like ya dropin a speach to all ya people//
this lifes a steep hill,you need some cash to be respected//
george bush had all the money he needed way before he got elected//
is life selected,were we put here to struggle cashles//
let all the richest in the world laugh at the ghetos that are so helples//
so let me tell this,if u aint got none,then it aint easy//
but living life with wads of cash while watchin the hungry die is sleazy//