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Straight out of St-Jo

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Straight out of Saint-Jo, This is your captain hoops speaking from the gang called white boys with attitude. 

 Seeing people littering everywhere, why  is it so hard to put yo stuff in the trash can?  

If we wanna stop pollution, maybe we gotta find a better solution. 

Literally tripping up on bottles, picking them up and throwing them in the bin, its that easy 

On the shores of the ocean, where the waves once danced, Now plastic islands float, in a deadly trance.  

The creatures of the deep, suffocate in despair, As we poison their home, without a care. 

In the heart of the forest, where the trees stand tall, Echoes of the past, they softly call.  

But the silence is broken, by the roar of machines, As they tear down the green, fulfill their greedy dreams. 

But hope still flickers, in the hearts of the few, Who fight for our planet, for me and for you.  

With every step forward, we can make a change, Before it's too late, let's rearrange. 

The world is spinning, but we're losing ground, Caught in a storm of our making, all around.  

The ice is melting, the seas are rising, But we keep turning a blind eye to the sky. 

Climate change, it's calling out our name, In the flames of our ignorance, we're to blame.  

But we can rise, we can make a stand, For the future of our world, hand in hand. 

The forests burn, the deserts spread, The Earth's cry echoes, fills us with dread.  

Species vanish, as we take more than we give, It's time to change how we choose to live. 

Let's heal the wounds we've done on this land, With every action, let's make a stand. For the children yet to come, for life to thrive, Let's turn the tide, let's keep hope alive. 

With every choice, with every breath, Let's rewrite the story, let's cheat death. 

 For the Earth and all its beauty, let's arrange, A future where we embrace the change.

To Much Money

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To much money, im way to rich. Banks overflowing they gonna need to call me.  

Maybe you think I aint that rich, But boy I could buy all your thing.  

With all the money I've got in my bank, I could get every goddamn tank.  

I’ve been working hard since the beginning and now every one is begging me. Mommy, daddy, sister, brother, damn even grandfather!  

From the streets to the high A class, homies been with me since playing in the grass 

And now we climbing even higher together, aint nobody stopping our sucess 

Dollar bill stack high, like skyscraper tall, Chase after wealth, heed the siren call. 

In the pursuit of fortune, some lose their soul, Trading values for riches, losing control.  
Yet in the balance, find the golden goal, Where wealth serves purpose, makes a better whole. 

Invest in knowledge, in community too, For wealth's true measure is what you accrue. 

Not just in banknotes, but in what you do, To uplift others, to help dreams come true. 

Money, it's the currency of dreams, Driving ambition, breaking through schemes. 

From Wall Street suits to corner store scenes, It's the fuel for our modern-day means. 

Money talks, it whispers and it screams, In the land of opportunity, it reigns supreme 

But amidst the glitter dont lose your gleam, For true riches lie beyond the money stream 

To much money 

To to to to much money 

To much money 

To to to much money 

Police open now, we have a warrant for Dr Hoops arrest, 

-how about i give you a thousand and we forget about that whole warrant thing 

-yeah no get on the ground! 

Mr hoops you are now in court what do you have to say to defend yourself. 

Im tired of the people being jealous, sweating my arms off and for what? 

They see me walking down the street, With gold chains shining, they can't compete. Their eyes are green with bigger stare, As they whisper tales of my millionaire affair. 

  

They count my cars, they count my cash, But they don't see the tears, the hidden crash. They say I'm lucky, born with a silver coin, But they don't know the price, the lonely gloom. 

Jealous hearts, they're everywhere, They can't stand to see me living without a care. 

 

 But beneath this wealth, there's a soul to mend, For all the riches in the world can't buy a friend. 

They spread rumors, they spread lies, Trying to tarnish what they can't rise.

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