Money On Straight

Get your hair cut

Get your money on straight

Get your head right

And don't forget where you come from

Who your friends are and all that shit

Ever since I could hear

A voice of warning

Stories of pain and fear ringing in my eardrum

And ever since I could run

There's been somebody with a loaded gun

Get your finger on the trigger son

Ringin' in my eardrum

Get your hair cut

Get your money on straight

Get your head right

And don't forget where you come from

Who your friends are and all that shit

Ever since I could hear

A voice of warning

Stories of pain and fear ringing in my eardrum

And ever since I could run

There's been somebody with a loaded gun

Get your finger on the trigger son

Ringin' in my eardrum

Get your hair cut

Get your money on straight

Get your head right

And don't forget where you come from

Who your friends are and all that shit

I admit I don't understand how this all started

But I know it's gotten out of hand

We can't go back now

Can't just tell ourselves all of this will pass

Not while we're

Sailin' too close, sailin' too close to the wind

Sailin' too close, sailin' too close to the wind