Problem (feat. Skittles)

Money ain't the answer It's the problem Growing up with nothing, somethin' makes you want 'a rob 'dem So you watch the orders And learn the trade Anyone'll do anythin' if they're gettin' paid You grab the weight Dish it out Wash your 'ands Wait about Run 'em down Knock 'em out Get paid Get out Money-hungry monsters walk among and rob the youngsters They ran your country before your hunger come down to numbers 'Nuff skullduggery, grave digging, they should've hung us How can man be hungry when that's among us in vast abundance? Struggling currency's nothing if you've been nothing, you're rough Struggling people are equal but they ain't evil enough Of course more want more, more force More law, more war, more mon' War's boy Problem, robbed 'em Run 'em down Knock 'em out Get paid Get out I don't wanna vote no party I don't wanna play no part in it All I wanna do is party And I ain't got a problem starting it Seventeen, you're better dead Need a thinking cap and a metal head If you wanna eat, then you better beg It sounds evil when it's said 900 million put to bed 40 bill' a year would've had em fed And I ain't no mathematician But spending trillions on ammunition Sort of suggests that you're in a position To help with the living conditions Of those who are in the divisions They can't have admission to better positioning, innit? Run 'em down Knock 'em out Get paid Get out