Текст песни Tour of Cards! - B.I.G Red

All damn night I hear that money money calling me
Cash rules everything so I move everything
All damn night I hear that money money calling me
Cash rules everything so I move everything
All damn night I hear that money money calling me
Cash rules everything so I move everything
All damn night I hear that money money calling me
Cash rules everything so I move everything

On the Tour bus it was around 3
Playing cards with CB
Till NMP said the show was at 8, I had to pee
Jack was doing lines his veins popping
And then he lit one, his brains rotting
Discovered a new ground breaking sound
Record label said it needed to go plat bound
Fueled by the drugs and packs of beer
Sorry we're 2 hours late but now we're here
Everyone cheer, OD-ing is what's our fear
It's always best when some chicks do me
Got girls on standby cause there's so many groupies
On stage rocking till my heart dropping
Just threw up the heroin get to mopping
From New York, LA and even Chicago
Drugs sex and rock n roll always seem to follow
We like to think that we're in the moments
But we're so drunk that you can take one or two hints

All damn night I hear that money money calling me
Cash rules everything so I move everything
All damn night I hear that money money calling me
Cash rules everything so I move everything
All damn night I hear that money money

Guitar smashes and the impact breaks the amp
Needles in our arms we take it like a champ
Scarface is the motto, and snow is our friend
No protection, and more money in the end
Shows get sold out no doubt about it
Addiction is our life we ain't never gonna quit
Swerving Mafia we like to have fun
Hits from the bong, eyes pink and now we're done
Cops can never catch us we're always on the run
Short of breath
That shit really hit my lung
We keep the Rock n roll lifestyle like cake
Powdered dust in a line like an anaconda snake
CB got mad play when we told the girls to shake
Show after Show and drink after drink no break
Makes me go insane wanna rip my skin like venom
Fashion today was bandanas and denim
Me and NMP chopped it up in the back to relax
We pray we it right so no heart attack
If so I know Jack has us, revives us and lets head back
Don't go to the front if you don't like to smell skunky
That new green shit Nick bought gets us all funky
So much of it, nickname is swerving junkie
But there so much bricks, and there all chunky
Money from this tour, we can buy many yards
Next year we'll get some acid for another Tour Of Cards