Smoking dollars while you're dealing in cents

Is like the junkie in the gutter who don't make any sense

He can't rub two checks to pay off the rent

And his old folks haven't heard or seen of him since

Making money is a means to an end

When it gets you on and then off your head

Woke up done it all again

Nobody's body aint been with him since

All for one and one for all

We said

Was never meant to be a code

He said

Digging deeper in the dirt to get you out of your hole

Is like swimming in quicksand it'll swallow you whole

Yet I still watch you lay another brick in the wall

Too numb to realize the higher up you are the harder you fall

But that's not your fault you forgot to hold

Onto your moral code and I hope you know that

Greed is a field where little grass will grow

Because weeds are a plant that kill what you sow

Take an eye for an eye

And a pound for a penny

Pay the price for the bitter hypocrisy

Double dealing in deceit but it's easy to see

How the miser puts the miser into misery

All for one and one for all

We said

Was never meant to be a code

He said

Take an eye for an eye

And a pound for a penny

Take an eye for an eye

And a pound for a penny

Take an eye for an eye

And a pound for a penny

Take an eye for an eye

And a pound for a penny

Take an eye for an eye

And a pound for a penny

Pay the price for the bitter hypocrisy

Take an eye for an eye

And a pound for a penny

Smoking dollars while you're dealing in cents

Is like a junkie on tick it don't make any sense

He can't kick the habit he's a case of the bends

Life and death running from his own shadow again

Making money is a fair weather friend

When it gets you on and then off your head

Woke up done it all again

Nobody's body aint been with him since