Between Angels And Insects
There's no money, there's no possessionsOnly obsession, I don't need that shitTake my money, take my obsession
I just want to be heard, loud and clear are my wordsComin' from within, man, tell 'em what you heardIt's about a revolution in your heart and in your mindYou can't find the conclusion,Life-style and obsessionDiamond rings get you nothing but a life long lessonAnd your pocket-book stressin'You're a slave to the system, working jobs that you hateFor that shit you don't needIt's too bad the world is based on greedStep back and see, stop thinking about yourselfStart thinking about
There's no money, there's no possessionOnly obsession, I don't need that shitTake my money, take my possessionTake my obsession, I don't need that shit
'Cause everything is nothing and emptiness is in everythingThis reality is really just a fucked up dreamWith the flesh and the blood that you call your soulFlip it inside out, it's a big black holeTake your money, burn it up like an asteroidPossessions ‒ they are never gonna fill the voidTake it away and learn the best lessonThe heart, the soul, the life, the passion
There's no money, there's no possessionOnly obsession, I don't need that shitTake my money, take my possessionTake my obsession, I don't need that shit
Money, possession, obsession
Present yourself, press your clothesComb your hair and clock-inYou just can't winJust can't winThe things you own, own you now
Take my money, take my possessionTake my obsession, I don't need that shit
Fuck your money, fuck your possessionFuck your obsession, I don't need that shit
Money, possession, obsession,I don't need that shit