The Root Of All Songtext
von DJ Premier

You know this ain′t a game to us

My future's lookin′ promisin'
Problem with my mom again, troublin'
Money think it′s runnin′ things
When no income isn't comin′ in
Runnin' with the wrong again
Gone again, money

I keep sendin′ cash demeanor (got it) workin' for it meaner
Puts a hurtin′ on a senior, have to curtain, cook and pee on
Did I stutter? It's root of all boo, all you loyal to it, useless
Bruise tryna do vocal, lose no one
I still pull him out the grave, tryna play chap, okay
Dust him off, nobody's touchin′ us and rush him off


Loose lips, Rick dances with Wolf Kid, elusive
Arrange is the new black, I move past
Like dress me like some baby George Clinton, what′s he thinkin'?
Stackin′ the deck, ain't attractin′ a chick, ain't backin′ up shit
Control money, don't let it show money
Soul money, never let it go from me cold, homie
Suede linen, old decay
Prey when I'm A in ′em, stay with ′em, told to play ageism

Variety makes good society, I said this
Respect kid, excessive makes me question my ethics
Though cash has no moral comp, showin' some, flowin′ don
Know it's wrong, throw it from, showin′ some, home sweet home
Like some nuisance in my wallet
I'm on top and nurturing the loose change in my pocket

You know this ain′t a game to us
Money (money)
Money thinks

Money versus everybody, money isn't everythin'
That′s cap, and I put that on everythin′
I don't look back, I never blink
I′m at the bank, I'm thinkin′ 'bout the fact how I don′t have to think
About a way to rob the bank, I fuck around and buy the bank

Dollar bill, dollar bill, water bill, power bill
Power struggles, power moves and power drills 'cause I reveal
I gotta ball, gotta plot, got a wall full of clocks
Still ain't got no time to kill, got on a watch, the diamonds real


Money make the world go round, money racin′ hurdles now
Take the drapes, the curtains down
Don′t money make the perfect clouds?
Money counter go brr, money make the perfect sound
And the chopper go brrrrr, okay, they hear me now

Lookin' like a pile of money, that hoe face first in the pile
This that Tunechi and Preemo, we connect like a magnet
And we grew to Magneto, like the root of all evil, money

My future′s lookin' promisin′
Problem with my mom again, troublin'
Money think it′s runnin' things
When no income isn't comin′ in
Runnin′ with the wrong again
Gone again, money

When ponderin' a con again
Morality in front of when or once again
Money thinks it′s runnin' things
See you got a honey, young and thin
Buy they honey ton of things, flatterin′
Money