(Violin
loop
starts
alone,
beautiful
and
melancholic.
Suddenly,
a
heavy
log-drum
drops
with
a
shaker)
Tune
in!
They
didn't
see
us
coming,
now
they
look
at
us.
From
the
ghetto
to
the
penthouse.
Mr.
Money,
tell
them!
They
want
to
know
the
secret,
but
it’
s
spiritual.
Clear
the
road,
clear
the
road!
Chorus(
Massive
crowd
vocals
singing
in
unison,
very
loud
and
anthemic)
I
look
to
the
sky
when
the
blessings
are
falling!
No
time
for
the
drama,
the
money
is
calling!
They
try
to
block
me,
but
my
God
is
working!
We
stay
on
the
top
while
the
haters
are
lurking!
Step
on
the
gas,
we
are
moving
forever!
Nobody
can
break
what
the
Lord
put
together!
We
are
spending
the
cash,
we
are
living
the
life!
Verse 1(
Rapid-fire
delivery,
bouncing
right
on
top
of
the
log-drum)
They
thought
it
was
luck,
they
thought
it
was
magic,
But
when
the
grace
hit
them,
the
story
was
tragic.
I
am
never
running
out,
my
well
is
too
deep,
While
they
are
busy
sleeping,
I
am
making
the
leap.
See
the
jewelry
shining,
see
the
crowd
on
their
feet,
From
the
back
of
the
bus
to
the
front
of
the
street.
If
you
talk
too
much,
we
just
leave
you
behind,
Too
busy
counting
millions,
I
am
clearing
my
mind!
Bridge(
The
beat
drops
out,
leaving
only
the
crowd
clapping
and
chanting
to
a
solo
drum)
Step
left,
step
right,
show
them
the
energy!
We
don't
do
bad
vibes,
we
don't
do
enmity!
If
you
have
the
grace,
let
me
see
your
hands
up!
Fill
up
the
cup,
fill
up
the
cup!
Outro(
The
violin
loop
returns,
mixing
with
a
fading
log-drum)
They
can't
catch
up.
The
distance
is
too
much.
We
are
gone.
Blessed
from
the
source.