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Dollar Bill

from Prisoners of War by Sun Rise Above

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Verse 1:

Y'all know my style, I'm foul, my nickname is greenbacks
I show up on the scene and cause recovered fiends to relapse
I've seen cats murder and thieve to get me back
When I was kidnapped, you need me to buy bullets to get kids capped
A sick fact, but it's true, and wouldn't you
Do just about anything to get me in amounts of a million
You know, piles to the ceiling, if you're down and you're willing
Then make a move, come free me from this prison, they call it a bank
When you ain't with me, how bad you want to be, is all you can think
You're calling a shrink, for what? Trying to get me off your mind
But I pop up again, in the cost of his time
Rappers floss in their rhymes, I'm all around you
Bound you down to constantly stalking me, there's no way around
Stop stallin', 'cause if you ain't involved in
Some pursuit of me then you starving, it's appalling

(Chorus)

My name is dollar bill, for real, the root of all evil
Through need I instill greed into all people
Y'all will never be equal, as long as I'm here
I don't care what you got to do, just come get me!

My name is dollar bill, for real, the root of all evil
Through need I instill greed into all people
Y'all will never be equal, as long as I'm here
I don't care what you got to do, just come get me!

Verse 2:

I move from man to man, land to land, hand to hand, I'm filthy
Used to melt me in the old form of gold, I moved on
To paper currency, now I'm the only paper that you care about
Numbers tattooed on my back trace my whereabouts
I'm used to buy everything from Cadillacs to toothpaste
Catch me locked down in a politician's suitcase
The poor can never have me while the rich can never have enough
The type of kid to make a brother flip and stab you up
I can tell you that, cats are wildin' off the smell of cash
Women that will sell their ass, the shit that will forever last
The name is cash, aka, Dollar Bill, so what's up?
Y'all know my steelo, big faced, I be folded up
Holding up liquor stores to get you more of my company
Can get you locked in a cell block, but what you want from me?
Start selling crack to get stacks, it's a possibility
By I ain't really feeling these communists out for killing me

(Chorus)

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from Prisoners of War, released January 30, 2009
Produced by KP. Recorded and mixed by Sneaky Mike at Sneaky Studios (Pittsburgh, PA)

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"Reframing Public Enemy's uncompromising calls for revolution within a more millennial sonic paradigm." -CNet

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