Who's
Gonna
Get
This
Bread
With me
Cuz
We
All
Need
This
Bread
B R E A D
Should we break some bread?
Yeah
Tell Me What they Say
Aye tell me what they say
Aye tell me what they say Now
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of all evil
Yeah that's what all of these people say
But once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
To-day they say
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of evil
Yeah that's what them other people say
Cuz once I get my hand up on it
Ima make a better way
It trips me out when some people come up and try to say
That money is the root of all evil but only if you pay
Attention to the description of sickness it's supposed to pave
Don't go astray from the plans that you made when you collecting that
BREAD
The same thing the preacher man said
That you gotta pay 10% of the pennies that you barley make to him
So he can pay his bills and rent
Also his car note no I won't go
Say you called to preach
Sound like you charging God
You charge us to protect us like the guys up in the pentagon
My word is bond-ed
Up in the pin where people sent
For stealing it you making it
But don't care giving it to us
You shred it up divide it up
Make sure no extra is given
To these people who need it
So they can go and make a living
You know we need so we can survive but what
We won't ask for it cuz of pride, NO
I'm still alive
So you know I got the fire
Aye tell me what they say
Aye tell me what they say Now
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of all evil
Yeah that's what all of these people say
But once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
To-day they say
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of evil
Yeah that's what them other people say
Cuz once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
Now picture yourself living in a situation
Contemplating copers waiting
With them papers on supportive cases
That you know you making
Daughter living with you and you taking
Good care of her living
Baby mama told the judge she need that BREAD
She can not find a job so they said
That you gotta support her living
With digits you ain't given
You already know
That she not gone look
She just gone drain you slow
Yo job just pay $9.50
With no itching towards no overtime
So you respond-ed
By hustling that icky stick
To make a lick with dimes and nicks
Cuz people just sit smoking it
Til they relieve they stress
And then protest they can not find a gig
And then commit to stick up kid
And turn around it's you they rob
Almighty God
Please come help my people stop this silly mobbin
Not only does it make us take a life but what
The answers sitting right there in the Bible
Just break the BREAD
I guarantee you'll feed a thousand
Aye tell me what they say
Aye tell me what they say Now
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of all evil
Yeah that's what all of these people say
But once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
To-day they say
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of evil
Yeah that's what them other people say
Cuz once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
Tell me what they say
BREAD DOUGH
Ima make a better way
BREAD DOUGH
I promise y'all
That Ima make us all a better way
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English
Who's
Gonna
Get
This
Bread
With me
Cuz
We
All
Need
This
Bread
B R E A D
Should we break some bread?
Yeah
Tell Me What they Say
Aye tell me what they say
Aye tell me what they say Now
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of all evil
Yeah that's what all of these people say
But once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
To-day they say
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of evil
Yeah that's what them other people say
Cuz once I get my hand up on it
Ima make a better way
It trips me out when some people come up and try to say
That money is the root of all evil but only if you pay
Attention to the description of sickness it's supposed to pave
Don't go astray from the plans that you made when you collecting that
BREAD
The same thing the preacher man said
That you gotta pay 10% of the pennies that you barley make to him
So he can pay his bills and rent
Also his car note no I won't go
Say you called to preach
Sound like you charging God
You charge us to protect us like the guys up in the pentagon
My word is bond-ed
Up in the pin where people sent
For stealing it you making it
But don't care giving it to us
You shred it up divide it up
Make sure no extra is given
To these people who need it
So they can go and make a living
You know we need so we can survive but what
We won't ask for it cuz of pride, NO
I'm still alive
So you know I got the fire
Aye tell me what they say
Aye tell me what they say Now
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of all evil
Yeah that's what all of these people say
But once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
To-day they say
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of evil
Yeah that's what them other people say
Cuz once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
Now picture yourself living in a situation
Contemplating copers waiting
With them papers on supportive cases
That you know you making
Daughter living with you and you taking
Good care of her living
Baby mama told the judge she need that BREAD
She can not find a job so they said
That you gotta support her living
With digits you ain't given
You already know
That she not gone look
She just gone drain you slow
Yo job just pay $9.50
With no itching towards no overtime
So you respond-ed
By hustling that icky stick
To make a lick with dimes and nicks
Cuz people just sit smoking it
Til they relieve they stress
And then protest they can not find a gig
And then commit to stick up kid
And turn around it's you they rob
Almighty God
Please come help my people stop this silly mobbin
Not only does it make us take a life but what
The answers sitting right there in the Bible
Just break the BREAD
I guarantee you'll feed a thousand
Aye tell me what they say
Aye tell me what they say Now
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of all evil
Yeah that's what all of these people say
But once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
To-day they say
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of evil
Yeah that's what them other people say
Cuz once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
Tell me what they say
BREAD DOUGH
Ima make a better way
BREAD DOUGH
I promise y'all
That Ima make us all a better way
Gonna
Get
This
Bread
With me
Cuz
We
All
Need
This
Bread
B R E A D
Should we break some bread?
Yeah
Tell Me What they Say
Aye tell me what they say
Aye tell me what they say Now
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of all evil
Yeah that's what all of these people say
But once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
To-day they say
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of evil
Yeah that's what them other people say
Cuz once I get my hand up on it
Ima make a better way
It trips me out when some people come up and try to say
That money is the root of all evil but only if you pay
Attention to the description of sickness it's supposed to pave
Don't go astray from the plans that you made when you collecting that
BREAD
The same thing the preacher man said
That you gotta pay 10% of the pennies that you barley make to him
So he can pay his bills and rent
Also his car note no I won't go
Say you called to preach
Sound like you charging God
You charge us to protect us like the guys up in the pentagon
My word is bond-ed
Up in the pin where people sent
For stealing it you making it
But don't care giving it to us
You shred it up divide it up
Make sure no extra is given
To these people who need it
So they can go and make a living
You know we need so we can survive but what
We won't ask for it cuz of pride, NO
I'm still alive
So you know I got the fire
Aye tell me what they say
Aye tell me what they say Now
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of all evil
Yeah that's what all of these people say
But once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
To-day they say
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of evil
Yeah that's what them other people say
Cuz once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
Now picture yourself living in a situation
Contemplating copers waiting
With them papers on supportive cases
That you know you making
Daughter living with you and you taking
Good care of her living
Baby mama told the judge she need that BREAD
She can not find a job so they said
That you gotta support her living
With digits you ain't given
You already know
That she not gone look
She just gone drain you slow
Yo job just pay $9.50
With no itching towards no overtime
So you respond-ed
By hustling that icky stick
To make a lick with dimes and nicks
Cuz people just sit smoking it
Til they relieve they stress
And then protest they can not find a gig
And then commit to stick up kid
And turn around it's you they rob
Almighty God
Please come help my people stop this silly mobbin
Not only does it make us take a life but what
The answers sitting right there in the Bible
Just break the BREAD
I guarantee you'll feed a thousand
Aye tell me what they say
Aye tell me what they say Now
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of all evil
Yeah that's what all of these people say
But once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
To-day they say
They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it
Money is the root of evil
Yeah that's what them other people say
Cuz once I get my hands up on it
Ima make a better way
Tell me what they say
BREAD DOUGH
Ima make a better way
BREAD DOUGH
I promise y'all
That Ima make us all a better way
Writer: Roger McClain
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