Bread Dough Lyrics

Who's

Gonna

Get

This

Bread

With me

Cuz

We

All

Need

This

Bread

B R E A D

Should we break some bread?

Yeah

Tell Me What they Say

Aye tell me what they say

Aye tell me what they say Now

They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it

Money is the root of all evil

Yeah that's what all of these people say

But once I get my hands up on it

Ima make a better way

To-day they say

They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it

Money is the root of evil

Yeah that's what them other people say

Cuz once I get my hand up on it

Ima make a better way

It trips me out when some people come up and try to say

That money is the root of all evil but only if you pay

Attention to the description of sickness it's supposed to pave

Don't go astray from the plans that you made when you collecting that

BREAD

The same thing the preacher man said

That you gotta pay 10% of the pennies that you barley make to him

So he can pay his bills and rent

Also his car note no I won't go

Say you called to preach

Sound like you charging God

You charge us to protect us like the guys up in the pentagon

My word is bond-ed

Up in the pin where people sent

For stealing it you making it

But don't care giving it to us

You shred it up divide it up

Make sure no extra is given

To these people who need it

So they can go and make a living

You know we need so we can survive but what

We won't ask for it cuz of pride, NO

I'm still alive

So you know I got the fire

Aye tell me what they say

Aye tell me what they say Now

They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it

Money is the root of all evil

Yeah that's what all of these people say

But once I get my hands up on it

Ima make a better way

To-day they say

They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it

Money is the root of evil

Yeah that's what them other people say

Cuz once I get my hands up on it

Ima make a better way

Now picture yourself living in a situation

Contemplating copers waiting

With them papers on supportive cases

That you know you making

Daughter living with you and you taking

Good care of her living

Baby mama told the judge she need that BREAD

She can not find a job so they said

That you gotta support her living

With digits you ain't given

You already know

That she not gone look

She just gone drain you slow

Yo job just pay $9.50

With no itching towards no overtime

So you respond-ed

By hustling that icky stick

To make a lick with dimes and nicks

Cuz people just sit smoking it

Til they relieve they stress

And then protest they can not find a gig

And then commit to stick up kid

And turn around it's you they rob

Almighty God

Please come help my people stop this silly mobbin

Not only does it make us take a life but what

The answers sitting right there in the Bible

Just break the BREAD

I guarantee you'll feed a thousand

Aye tell me what they say

Aye tell me what they say Now

They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it

Money is the root of all evil

Yeah that's what all of these people say

But once I get my hands up on it

Ima make a better way

To-day they say

They say it's wrong but everybody out to get it

Money is the root of evil

Yeah that's what them other people say

Cuz once I get my hands up on it

Ima make a better way

Tell me what they say

BREAD DOUGH

Ima make a better way

BREAD DOUGH

I promise y'all

That Ima make us all a better way