$12.50 - Viro the Virus

The root of all evil, ruler of all people

Green paper with a picture of a bald eagle

And the head of a dead pres

Unless you got bread, you can’t be well fed

You can’t even scramble an egg

So watch me while I land in the bed

Some say others gamble instead

But chasing paper’s a race you run

'Til you reach the land of the dead

And it’s a new dawn, I need some new coin

And some new bills, I’ve got overdue bills

Baby needs a case of Huggies

Basically I need to make a way to make some money

It’s no mystery, that’s what makes the world go ‘round

So either go ‘round with it or get dizzy

So I hit the studio and get busy

Sell the CD for $ 12.50, nigga!

I hear people saying (feel me)

Getting ready for (I'm getting money, money)

They getting ready for (I'm getting money, money)

(It's a new hustling time)

What’s worst than no money in your purse?

Well no dough in the wallet that’s in your pocket

So I hit the stage and rock it

Do it for the love but still can’t forget the profit

Now the snow grindin' pretty ricky

I’m on a fast track to stacks and big willy

‘Cause my prepaid cellphone is silly

Got me pinching pennies and minutes and

And really and I know that you feel me

‘Cause everyone I pass needs cash

I ain’t the only one who got Comcast on his ass

Gotta think «Should I buy this drink, I ain’t got no gas?»

Picking out who I’m gonna ask

Sick of being down to my last

So I put it down in the lab

Make a hit swiftly

Sell the CD for $ 12.50, biatch!

I hear people saying (feel me)

Getting ready for (I'm getting money, money)

They getting ready for (I'm getting money, money)

(It's a new hustling time)

I dedicate this album to my daughter’s college fund

Need to sell enough of these so I can start one

So by the time she’s 18 I’d have made enough green

That my baby don’t gotta borrow from your son

That’s my plan and I’ll be damned

If I avoid it no matter how many doors were slammed

In my face, or how many windows were closed

I’m a go and get this dough by any means it takes

You go through all of your adult life in debt

Stressed to the limit living cheque to cheque

That’s why: free time I think up

All these plans to gear up and stick up a Brinks truck

Full steam ahead with no breaks

No sunny days ahead with no cake

So come and hit it with me

Then we can split it

And you can spend it on my CD

It’s $ 12.50, feel me?

I hear people saying (feel me)

Getting ready for (I'm getting money, money)

They getting ready for (I'm getting money, money)

(It's a new hustling time)