[Rubix] Everyone is claiming riches The finest bitches Lexus' and Land's driving 'round without a plan Everyone wants to go buck But can you plant some food for yourself When the land is looking rough? This is the life Equivanlent of the real Don't live beyond your means In this harsh-ass dream Cause who will be 'round When your life is looking down? Be true to yourself Plants your roots in the ground [Talib Kweli] The ghetto is desolate But don't be forgettin' Money exchanges hands like Off Track Bettin' Project heat will keep ya sweatin' Release energy through pores Battles for thesis that held the project wars Bullets never pour Snatch your life from menacin crack-whores By standing just outside of the limits of the law On the face of human waste Standin' out like cold sores It's what Black kids embrace So fuck a Cold War If the Berlin Wall falls What you be fightin' for? Cause devils come together to oppress me some more It's clear fuck a tactic that's old like menopause Yo i get down for mines Stay out my way gettin' yours MC's who was just fakin' You should stop now because Real guns in your mouth Cause shit in your drawers And besides, you got much more to live for Is hip-hop worth dying for? Are you sure? Whenever I arrive Niggaz know my steez Au-revoir MC's Hit the floor and freeze All my sons waving guns in barbaric fashion Yo they children don't listen They just imitate they actions Chorus (Talib Kweli) There's mad millionaires in the ghetto All material things lose their value in time That's why you'll find I'm a millionaire of the mind I pack a million thoughts in every rhyme Another millionaire dies every day (x4) [Rubix] Effeminate character MC Miscommunicate, oppress us, distress us Relay the data like a messenger from Mecca How many men can testify to they treasure? Is this the neverland, the promised land? Sheep for slaughter Frontin' sons but ya can't feed your daughters What's your livin? Playin' to push a man for ¿Sam? Gettin' wired And these are the days, the last plague Watch the fire Sensation relation the physical manifestation Man's elation -- material accomadation Facin this world Conglomeratin' corporations Deeper than the thesis Observation of creation Money makes a man rule a nation After greed is lust And soon to follow is distrust This ghetto paranoia is the reason that you bust Caught up in the cipher Having negative thoughts There's one less millionaire every single day And you could be the next This life is rougher than the sex Sex, sex Chorus [Talib Kweli] Yo I wonder when I get the land cruiser and the lex (No sweats) Dodgin' users from the other sex I wonder if my own people will be next I need respect that don't come with no weekly check I know ghetto millionaires They got cold chillin stares And drug-dealin airs They make hairs stand up on the backs of necks of ¿mayors? Who blow up fish markets and got various targets They sweepin' shit under carpets I move stealth through the chicken-heads With talcum on they chests Yo Malcom's gone And the elders ain't impressed with my struggle I try to make a profit and I'll flip it so it double Being poor just ain't worth the trouble Extension of my mansion Where I keep my stacks Deep in the study where my nerve endings react There ain't no stoppin me My feelings and thoughts I have monopolies Magnetic fields and fields of dreams is my property Poor people who are stupid die quickly I'm a millionaire that's carrying all my assets with me I go past the physical world like Sufis My people's was sold one-by-one like Lucy's These niggaz got grams but no lands yo you losin me Watch that first step, its a doozie Chorus