"Make My" is a song by The Roots, Big K.R.I.T., Dice Raw, released in 2011 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:34 long and contains 47 lines and 318 words.
Lyrics
0:41I did it all for the money Lord
0:44That's what it seems
0:44Well in the world of night terrors it's
0:46Hard to dream they hollerin' cash rules everything
0:49Just call it cream cause when it rises to the top
0:51You get the finer things
0:53Oceanfronts rolling blunts with model chicks
0:56And saying grace over lobster and steak
0:58Like please forgive us for
0:59Riding Benzes with camera plates
1:00Too busy looking backwards for jackers to pump my brakes
1:03For help signs to symbolize the lives that hunger takes
1:06Addicted to the green if I don't ball I'll get the shakes
1:09I'd give it all for peace of mind for Heaven's sake
1:12My heart's so heavy that the ropes that hold my casket break
1:15Cause everything that wasn't for me I had to chase
1:18They told me that the ends
1:21Won't justify the means
1:23They told me at the end
1:26Don't justify the dreams
1:29That I've had since a child
1:32Maybe I'll throw in the towel
1:34Make my (make my)
1:35Make my (make my)
1:37Departure from the world
1:41Tryin' to control the fits of panic
1:42Unwritten and unraveled it's the dead man's pedantic
1:45Whatever see it's really just a matter of semantics
1:48When everybody's fresh out of collateral to damage
1:51My splaying got me praying like a mantis
1:54I begin to vanish
1:55Feel the pull of the blank canvas
1:56I'm contemplating that special dedication
1:59To whoever it concern my letter of resignation
2:02Fading back to black my dark coronation
2:05The heat of the day the long robe of muerte
2:08That soul is in the atmosphere like airplay
2:11If there's a Heaven I can't find a stairway
2:15They told me that the ends
2:18Won't justify the means
2:20They told me at the end
2:23Don't justify the dreams
2:26That I've had since a child
2:29Maybe I'll throw in the towel
2:31Make my (make my)
2:32Make my (make my)
2:34Departure from the world
I did it all for the money Lord That's what it seems Well in the world of night terrors it's Hard to dream they hollerin' cash rules everything Just call it cream cause when it rises to the top You get the finer things Oceanfronts rolling blunts with model chicks And saying grace over lobster and steak Like please forgive us for Riding Benzes with camera plates Too busy looking backwards for jackers to pump my brakes For help signs to symbolize the lives that hunger takes Addicted to the green if I don't ball I'll get the shakes I'd give it all for peace of mind for Heaven's sake My heart's so heavy that the ropes that hold my casket break Cause everything that wasn't for me I had to chase They told me that the ends Won't justify the means They told me at the end Don't justify the dreams That I've had since a child Maybe I'll throw in the towel Make my (make my) Make my (make my) Departure from the world Tryin' to control the fits of panic Unwritten and unraveled it's the dead man's pedantic Whatever see it's really just a matter of semantics When everybody's fresh out of collateral to damage My splaying got me praying like a mantis I begin to vanish Feel the pull of the blank canvas I'm contemplating that special dedication To whoever it concern my letter of resignation Fading back to black my dark coronation The heat of the day the long robe of muerte That soul is in the atmosphere like airplay If there's a Heaven I can't find a stairway They told me that the ends Won't justify the means They told me at the end Don't justify the dreams That I've had since a child Maybe I'll throw in the towel Make my (make my) Make my (make my) Departure from the world
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