There are days I leave L A I wanna break out the Escape the haze, these days So kids I know your feelin' crazed Craze materials and makin' slave wages
Baggy pockets only got laudry You're livin' rich people always buyin' stuff So you try to act tough and what's inside Hold your head high fucked up rollin' dice As bad as and and bad enough, I'm sure My heart wants to love, but must through war
'Cuz seein' that wired to short circuit Must the meek who will inherit the earth Already it
There's a by the sand grab the money Plastic, the life, end of the People actin' fake can't see the Wake up 'cause change is comin'
a land by the sand, grab the money Hollywood is such a place, the frenzy And everybody starts to peep around Before they their next steps, they know their borders
In this 1998 shipping and handling type nether everytime merchandise dips in our coffers We buy imagine that cost of livin' uh huh The fakest shit and act cool our friends are shoppers, check the selection in your reflection Don't you feel good? Does it your fresh complexion?
You gotta have it your God got to it, what? You gotta have it God got to have it As the world and all the money we burn On the to make us happy, sometimes we never learn That we're self centered, we think better We look down, as a people, upon our
Theres a buy the sand, grab the money Now let go of it 'cause its It created all your fears and you hustling Made you sever all the to your family
There's a by the sand grab the money the life, end of the century People actin' fake can't see the up yourself 'cause change is comin'
Theres a by the sand, grab the Money Hollywood is such a place, the frenzy And everybody starts to around corners Before they take their next steps, know thier borders