Everything must change...
  Ends...
    [CHORUS:]
  some people would rob their mother for the ends
  Rat snitch on one another for the ends
  Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends
  So before we go any further I'm on my ends
    I knew this cat named Dale
  Who didn't have a dollar
  He was Harvard material
  Ivy League scholar
  Had a PHD
  An MBA
  But now he's waitin' tables 'cause there's rent to pay
  Company's down sizin'
  Inflation's risin'
  Can't find a job
  He's feelin' kind of stressed
  Doesn't even feel the effects when he says
  Forgot to count how many times he's been blessed
  So he falls off track
  Starts smokin' the crack
  And once it hits his brain
  It starts a chain react
  Sells the shirt off his back
  The shoes off his feet
  He's losin' all his teeth
  Now he's out on the street
  And all of the sudden he's like Jesse James
  Tryin' to stick up kids for their watches and chains
  But he's from business school
  And he's nervous with the tool
  So he ends up on his back in a bloody pool
  For the ends
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    I knew this chick named Sally
  She had a nice strut
  And everywhere that I went she was up in the cut
  Swingin' that butt like "place your ad here"
  Only rapped the Benz
  And rocked the fly gear
  Brand name wearin'Champagne wavin'
  Jewels around the neck
  A lotta style she's cravin'
  Ain't no savin'
  She's doin' all the spendin'
  If you do the lendin'
  She'll do the bendin'
  Straight machine vendin'
  That's money for tail
  Shoppin' sprees get her on her knees
  And then you hit her with the keys of your krib you actin' funny
  Come home one day find her countin' out your money
  From the Wetlands all the way to the Apollo
  If you broke she's spittin'
  If you're rich she might swallow
  For the ends
    [CHORUS]
    I knew these two homeboys
  That made a lot of noise
  Makin' money on the block
  The kids was on their jock
  They was tougher than leather
  Like Reverend Run
  DMC they was tokin' guns
  Hold and wait
  Goin' out of state
  Stackin' mad chips
  And pushin' phat wears
  Fly jewels and clothes
  And got no job
  And then one disappeared
  And one got robbed
  For the ends
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