[female
vocals] (
Upbeat
jazz-infused
horns
fading
in) (
Steady
boom-bap
drum
kick)
Yeah
Listen
closely
now
Becky
Ben
We
rise
above
the
noise
today
Let
it
breathe
Everybody
dey
run,
everybody
dey
chase
Money
for
the
pocket,
money
for
the
bank
Some
go
lose
their
peace
just
to
make
am
fast
Forget
say
tomorrow
no
be
in
their
hands
Money
fit
build
house,
money
fit
feed
you
But
when
money
become
your
god,
e
go
control
you
The
Bible
warn
us,
make
we
understand
Na
love
of
money
fit
destroy
a
man
Money,
money,
money—
it
is
not
my
master
I
serve
the
King
who
moves
a
little
faster
He
holds
the
stars,
He
holds
the
key
to
life
I’
m
walking
in
the
light,
I’
m
cutting
through
the
strife
Oh,
silver
and
gold,
you
are
just
a
tool
I
refuse
to
be
the
one
playing
the
fool
My
heart
is
full,
my
spirit
is
free
Because
the
Living
God
is
walking
with
me
I
see
the
pressure
building
in
the
street
today
People
trading
shadows
just
to
find
a
way
They
think
the
paper
is
the
final
sign
of
grace
But
grace
is
something
you
can
never
buy
or
chase
I
hold
my
head
up
high,
I
keep
my
vision
straight
I’
m
not
a
slave
to
the
rhythm
of
the
modern
fate
If
I
have
a
little
or
I
have
a
lot
I
know
the
Giver
is
the
only
thing
I
got
I
need
money,
but
money
no
be
my
God
I
need
blessings,
but
Jehovah
na
my
source
If
the
whole
world
come,
I
no
go
lose
my
soul
Jehovah
hold
me,
He
dey
guide
my
road
Money,
money,
money—
it
is
not
my
master
I
serve
the
King
who
moves
a
little
faster
He
holds
the
stars,
He
holds
the
key
to
life
I’
m
walking
in
the
light,
I’
m
cutting
through
the
strife
Oh,
silver
and
gold,
you
are
just
a
tool
I
refuse
to
be
the
one
playing
the
fool
My
heart
is
full,
my
spirit
is
free
Because
the
Living
God
is
walking
with
me
Greater
is
He
that
is
living
inside
Nothing
can
break
me,
nowhere
to
hide
From
the
heights
of
the
mountain
to
the
valley
low
His
provision
is
the
only
stream
I
know
Yeah,
we
growing
stronger
Yeah,
we
moving
higher
Refining
my
soul
in
the
middle
of
the
fire
Money,
money,
money—
it
is
not
my
master
I
serve
the
King
who
moves
a
little
faster
He
holds
the
stars,
He
holds
the
key
to
life
I’
m
walking
in
the
light,
I’
m
cutting
through
the
strife
Oh,
silver
and
gold,
you
are
just
a
tool
I
refuse
to
be
the
one
playing
the
fool
My
heart
is
full,
my
spirit
is
free
Because
the
Living
God
is
walking
with
me
Becky
Ben,
you
know
the
truth
It’
s
not
about
the
count
It’
s
about
the
Source
Money
is
not
my
master
Never
will
be
Peace
of
mind,
that’
s
the
real
wealth
Yeah (
Fade
out
with
horns
and
steady
beat)