Everyone wants his money Lyrics

[CHORUS] Everyone wants his money, man
everyone makes his money, man Everyone wants the note, man
Everyone hunts the note/bill, man Everyone wants his money
Everyone makes his money - money, money, money
By the business Everyone wants the note, man
Everyone hunts the note/bill, man
By all means Everyone wants his money
Everyone makes his money - money, money, money
By the business Everyone wants the note, man
Everyone hunts the note/bill, man
By all means Come/lead(?) to the city where I have my business
Every day, every night money is being made
Everyone wants what I have, I have the weed
Pay your cash, get my wares
The cops are trying to blow our ring
??? fail, we rule the streets
??? ??? ??? cinemas and parks That is my life
counting my cash
Going home
To spend it again cause I chill with my homies
and smoke the devils weed ??? We're smoking it, what can you do against us anyway?
We're coming to get us something
What is sick? We are sick.
What is sick? The world is sick. We do what we want to do
In this world we're fighting to get ourselves to the top
We're hunting the notes, we're killing the notes
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You are not cool with that, your problem - you'll go down mercilessly Pray tell me
What a sick world is it
Wherein every day, every minute
A dream is bursting, eh, eh? Hundrets of people are giving themselves up
That's the daily routine
Well, what were you believing, really? ???
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Don't get in my way
Or you'll live to regret it
Cause everyone is making, in his own way,
the notes, the doughs, the euros, the bucks Hannes the LawLess (?) was some guy where I live
A hustler is making the bucks
It's the short business I'm stuck in too deep
"Sell your **** elsewhere, or you'll realize that you'll never wake up again" Life on the street is not easy
In the urban sprawl everybody has his place
Just like in society
I disdain everyone thats prostituting himself
??? night for night, (mildly explicity expression) for (mildly explicity expression) ??? on the street is not easy
everyone aims für money
Be rich or poor - what a cruel world
Unterground without bucks in your hand or on the bank Cash, true money is what you can count
It's not easy to go from below to above
Heavy weights are holding me down, I'm sorry
Houdini, Van Gogh (?), I'm so sorry
Huh, huh .. the hustlers