Who Knows
Protoje
3:29(Tell me) (Tell me) (Tell me) Oh yeah eh eh (Tell me) (Tell me) (Tell me) 30 pieces of silver, I said that was the price You see the value man woulda put pon the blood of Christ For Joseph it was 20, they never liked his coat For Bob a coulda more they never liked of what he spoke In spite of all these notes I see the pattern them developing Morality's secondary to money, greed and jealousy That's how many fell, you see, and with that being said I‘d wondered if my brothers put a price upon my head Heard that money makes friends cnd money makes foes But money, it is not all Cause when the dough ends cnd all the banks close Tell me: Who can you call? Who can you call (Tell me) (Tell me) Who can you call (Tell me) Who can you call (Tell me) Who can you call (Tell me) I've seen empires fall and wither down to dust cnd all the money in the world, it could not lift them up Most brilliant of ornaments crumble down to rust Because we put we faith in lust and disregard the trust Hell I know the rush I've had the feeling take me over The power in my hand when all the band over my shoulder The bands of money coming in will change the ones around you Be wise, you know, because it cannot stop you getting older But still I admit that I get caught up in the game Saw the legends do it naturally I did the same So I'm rolling round the city Miss Jamaica deh deh with me Earth deh pon me platter knowing all of this no matter Cause money makes friends cnd money makes foes But money, it is not all Cause when the dough ends cnd all the banks close Tell me: Who can you call? Who can you call (Tell me) (Tell me) Who can you call (Tell me) Who can you call (Tell me) Who can you call (Tell me)