Milk and Honey
See those who
Get dangerous with the heat
Miss out on chances
Of retiring off the streets
They rather fall deep inside
Somebody else pockets
The rich folks better cover
Them skeletons in they closet
Cause if not
Once the past get discovered
God can't save you
Asking for a prayer
From your mother
Now begging for your life
With those who know yo secret
Paper on the table
Fallback on them jewelry pieces
Cause wealth ain't nothing
When the rich go poor
Look what we have here
Hands up Mister Officer
Before I take a stand
Then you end up on the floor
See no fingers pointed
And no actions required
I figure you understand
Because as we know it
Same thing is about to go down in a hour