There's a land by the sand grab the money
We buy that imagine that cost of livin' uh huh
Wake up yourself 'cause change is comin'
Don't you feel good? Does it enhance your fresh complexion?
So many kids I know your feelin' crazed
So you try to act tough and hide what's inside
You gotta have it your God got to have it, what?
Before they take their next steps, they know their borders
As the world turns and all the money we burn
There's a land by the sand grab the money
Theres a land by the sand, grab the money
Baggy pockets only got laudry fluff
People actin' fake can't see the omens
And everybody starts to peep around corners
As bad as yours and and bad enough, I'm sure
Hollywood is such a place, fuelin' the frenzy
On the bullshit to make us happy, sometimes we never learn
And everybody starts to peep around corners
In this 1998 plus shipping and handling type nether
That we're self centered, we think we're better
We look down, as a people, upon our elders
My heart wants to love, but must navigate through war
Plastic the life, end of the century
Already work it
Hollywood is such a place, fuelin' the frenzy
Hold your head high gettin' fucked up rollin' dice
Craze materials thangs and makin' slave wages
It created all your fears and kept you hustling
The fakest shit and act cool our friends are watchin'
Now let go of it 'cause its dissolving
Must mean the meek who will inherit the earth
Attention shoppers, check the selection in your reflection
'Cuz seein' that we're wired to short circuit
World everytime merchandise dips in our coffers
Made you sever all the ties to your family
Theres a land buy the sand, grab the money
Wake up yourself 'cause change is comin'
Theres a land by the sand, grab the Money
Plastic, the life, end of the century
People actin' fake can't see the omens
You're livin' where rich people always buyin' stuff
Escape the dark haze, these days
You gotta have it your God got to have it
