"Blood Money"
Wake up one day and see it soak your pocket... Crimson life on your hands....green death is all it is
People die for it, lie, spill, and kill for it... all money, is blood money...
People look for it, cook for it, and some get hooked to it... all money, is blood money...
Donate some to your church and they love it... blood from the streets, blood of my blood... Blood is our blood... Nothing more left to do, but to make more of it...
[Skit] ...We could all quit but we need the blood... it tastes so damn good!!! across our lips...
Sleep loose as you always do...you've earned it today... more units to pave your way, find a way to another day... get back on the streets, and sell what you will...it doesn't matter who buys it...it matters not whom you kill...
People loot for it, shoot for it, find the root of it... that which is evil...BLOOD MONEY...
People love, cry, live, die, pray, and play for it... all people want, hunger and long for it... swollow it down whole.. longing for light...life out of control...lost my soul for blood money...
Lost my child for blood money...
lost my wife for blood money...
lost of life for blood money...
All money is blood money...
all....
money....
is....
blood...
money.....
The question remains...how will I make these words work...I'll probably add more lyrics and change a lot before it is really done...but this is the skeleton of the idea.