At 8:11 the alarm goes Time to set off the bomb without alarm codes If sex sells give me barcodes Colombiano narcos Don't make me have to call my cousin Marcos Cause after all of these expenditures Dont make me have to hunt for my percentages You search for images of me pillaging villages I been on Pitchfork without the need of villagers Shooting em down like John Dillingers Until your integers are miniatures im manotaur Quick to pull the strings like a hand guitar I can feel it in the air like an avatar Money seems to be the topic we discussing lately Give me some money stacks and plus a bust it baby I haven't found a bitch that i could trust but maybe Dashaholiks is the Army Mothafuck the Navy I can feel it in the air right now These are my dreams These are my dreams I can feel it in the air right now These are my dreams These are my dreams