Money Ties Songtext
von Ren

Money makes, money makes, money makes the go world round
Money makes a pure man lawless, p roud
Money makes a mans verb consummate the noun
Cause an action to a thing is inspired by the pound or dollar
False prophets preach profit and we follow
When a scholar teach dishonour
That′s a bitter pill to swallow
The biggest bank robber
Are the banks and the politicians
But judiciary are whores what a shocker

When we loose sight of live and let live
Forget your soul is made much richer by the love that you give
If you're living just to make a living thats all there is
And when your lying - slowly dying will you die with a grin

Digging up the root of evil, money tool like a blade
You can slice across the jugular or carve and create
But when the money aint the means but the means is the money
You start to compromise ideals for dollars morals get bloody


Let me tell you a story bout a boy named Ren
Born march 1990 in the Celtic welsh ends
We didn′t have much but mum and dad they made enough
To put hot meals on the table fill our bellies full of love
A little sister fell into the picture
Oh my god we loved her
Made our family richer

Then we both got older
World a little colder
Life it had a way of chipping away at our shoulder

I held her and I told her
Hierarchies status exist
Sometimes the purity of youth gets snatched leaving you stripped
You'll learn that love is not enough its not a world for a kid
So toughen up and buckle up because its bumpy as shit

And there'll be those who take advantage of that light in your soul
And there′ll be times you feel the cup
You′re filling leaking with holes
And that dark can get much darker we all must grow old
But listen up my little sister hold these words to you close

Keep that kind heart kind human kind are in need
And never ever let this world make you bitter like me
Because this world needs love and love it leaks from you see
Sis, this world needs light and your the brightest I see


I see your wings have feather more than ever
Mine torn by my oppressor
Sickness scorned me, but whatever
By your side we fly together
Give me flight when I could never
A releasing of the pressure
And the pressure makes a diamond I will shine with you forever

Fuck greed, fuck depression
Fuck bullies fuck the jealous
Fuck every man who made you feel less than a treasure
And fuck a world that makes us feel small
And fuck the forces the divide us nows the time to stand tall

Because money makes, money makes, money makes the world go round
Money makes the sick boi sicker some how
Money gets a man mugged punched in his mouth
Money run the gang thug drug money blow

Money make an open case close
Money bend law make war make ghosts
Money gives poor man hope
Money save life take lives money both

Money is money isn't moneys just that
Moneys just the concept people attract
Tax up the poor man feed up the fat
Moneys just moneys just moneys just cash

Take money take money take money take
Fake money fake money fake money fake
Money ties money ties money ties ey
Money lies money lies money lies ey