Saul Williams Lyrics
"Scared Money"

Scared money don't make none
Scared money don't make none
Scared money don't make none
Scared money don't make none

Callin haves and have-nots
Every cell on the block
Every nigga with a trigger
Empty barreled or cocked
March in like parade of scars
If you been stabbed or shot
Son, we smokin these batons right in front of these cops

Callin out to the kids
All my niggas with bids
Whether suited up or booted up
Or stuck in the mid
You can download it or boot it up
My pupils unlid
All the students of the underground with record store gigs

Callin out to the girls
The inventors of worlds
The intelligence of relevance
And elegant pearls
Pour like nectar from the lotus
Big bang opus in swirls
Down the sweaty backs of hairyweave tracks and dried jheri curls

Callin out to the pimps
Hat cocked slump with your gimp
On your wrist
With just a twist of lime to go with that limp
Hold your cup up so this ancient rain can find its way in
Let these niggas know the cost of reaching heavenly bliss
Yes

Scared money don't make none
Scared money don't make none
Scared money don't make none
Scared money don't make none
Scared money don't make none
Scared money don't make none
Scared money don't make none
Scared money don't make none

It was all a dream
I used to fantasize I was Malcolm
Or Martin in the pulpit
The ballot or the bullet

I swear I used to pray to change back the year
When niggas spoke of motherships with space helmets for hair
Well, now what have we here?
Thugs and poets, ah yeah
What we seem to have in common is we're common as air
Yes, the lowest rung of anthems sung each day every year
From check cashing to latest fashions while they ration out fear
But I'm fearless
Sometimes I feel alone
Homeless, peerless
What will it take to shake the land for all the land to hear this?
I can't bear this
Born of pages torn from ancient prayer lists
Descendent of the womb
The lotus blooms when I come near it
I declare it
Time to realign Karat to carrot
What was olden remains golden
Sceptered tongue I dare to share it

All who hear it know at once
Royal Highness over blunts
Thug of thugs
Pimp of pimps
Golden tongue and Ivory Fronts
Grind and hustle
Niggas know the heart is just a muscle
All payments due
You made some papes
I wrote upon I trust you will invest
'Cause chances are the game is just a test
Professor of the truth talk all talk emeritus
I am the King as I command my son to dance and sing
We celebrate our earthly fate
My daughter gives me wings
We are one descendants of the mothership and tongue
Southern trees have born strange fruit
Hail! Salute! A troop well hung

So come along
Everyone's invited
Heroes of distinguished paths
Victims and conquered
Those who dare not stand alone
And those who stand unfettered

Fuck the bullshit
Whether from the hill or from the pulpit
Today, I put my money
On the fall of every culprit
The Truth prevails
When all else fails drug dealers make the music
Then guess who's back
Your soul's answer to greenbacks, hoes, and crack
The chord that strung
From anthems sung right now to way way back
The legacy of Hennessy distilled to brownish black
Rolls off the tongue a pointed gun
Fake niggas best stand back
The trumpet calls
And yes, yes, y'all
The Emperor's changed his hat