| Song | Ends |
| Artist | Reflection Eternal |
| Album | Revolutions Per Minute |
| Ayo, you gon’ put in on this one? | |
| Why am I the only one purchasing shit man | |
| Ay, go ahead and kick it on in | |
| Kick it in! Kick it In! | |
| Everything, is gonna be alright...oh yeah | |
| [Verse 1 - Talib] | |
| Strong arm robbery | |
| Ponzi scheme, our foreign policy | |
| War in the name of democracy | |
| A lottery, a plot to run up in your private property | |
| Cop a key, break it down, and call it the ricotta | |
| Or the fetti - that’s a lotta cheese | |
| Enough to make the innocent cop a plea | |
| And stabilize economies, shopping spree | |
| Copped a V, we stay driven by a lotta greed | |
| The saddest sight is when the parasites bottom feed | |
| The game of Monopoly, a terrorist bombing spree | |
| Planes falling out the sky, like we was a Lockerbie | |
| Look into the heart of a thief | |
| You might go on vacation, become a patient | |
| Somebody taking your artery | |
| My lyrics merely taking a picture, this is photography | |
| Obviously for some the poverty really hard to see | |
| Honestly, I’ve come to the stage rock properly | |
| I like my pockets fat, not flat | |
| Word | |
| [Hook - Bilal] | |
| Spending up all my time making ends | |
| For all the money | |
| It’s the only thing on my mind, right now | |
| That matters | |
| Tried to change my mind | |
| [Verse 2 - Talib] | |
| Gotta check? Let me underwrite it | |
| Spendin’ money on the flesh, attention undivided | |
| The promise of funds got ‘em strip to their undergarments | |
| For the skrilla, they willin’ to diss your mama | |
| Like the show with Wilmer Valderamma | |
| I grind harder cause I gotta live | |
| My ancestors swung from the ropes | |
| Now my knot is thick | |
| This is Apocalypse Now, rising to prominence | |
| Never go against the family, it’s Godfather shit | |
| My hypothesis, stop your breath like an octopus | |
| Gettin’ hold of your esophagus | |
| Try to rob, I’ll pop you quick | |
| Promise you will not evict | |
| On a reconnaissance mission for where the profit is | |
| No I’m not the office type, quite the opposite | |
| Despite accomplishments, I’m hungry as a starving artist is | |
| The knowledge from this metropolitan perspective | |
| More effective than scholarships to the best colleges | |
| [Hook - Bilal + (Talib Ad-libs) ] | |
| Spending up all my time making ends | |
| (Kick it In! Kick it In!) | |
| For all the money | |
| It’s the only thing on my mind, right now | |
| (Ay man, gimme my money!) | |
| That matters | |
| Tried to change my mind | |
| [Outro - Talib Ad-libs] | |
| So basically, the moral of the story is: | |
| Go get it, man | |
| It’s the only thing right now that matters | |
| I heard somebody say: “Money is the root of all evil” | |
| Don’t believe that man | |
| It’s the love of money, the pursuit of money | |
| That’s the root of all kinds of evil, man.. | |
| So, Yo - somebody owe you money and they ain’t pay up | |
| Tell ‘em you got five seconds... | |
| You got five seconds - gimme my shit! | |
| (Laughs) | |
| 5...4...3...2...1! |
| Ayo, you gon' put in on this one? | |
| Why am I the only one purchasing shit man | |
| Ay, go ahead and kick it on in | |
| Kick it in! Kick it In! | |
| Everything, is gonna be alright... oh yeah | |
| Verse 1 Talib | |
| Strong arm robbery | |
| Ponzi scheme, our foreign policy | |
| War in the name of democracy | |
| A lottery, a plot to run up in your private property | |
| Cop a key, break it down, and call it the ricotta | |
| Or the fetti that' s a lotta cheese | |
| Enough to make the innocent cop a plea | |
| And stabilize economies, shopping spree | |
| Copped a V, we stay driven by a lotta greed | |
| The saddest sight is when the parasites bottom feed | |
| The game of Monopoly, a terrorist bombing spree | |
| Planes falling out the sky, like we was a Lockerbie | |
| Look into the heart of a thief | |
| You might go on vacation, become a patient | |
| Somebody taking your artery | |
| My lyrics merely taking a picture, this is photography | |
| Obviously for some the poverty really hard to see | |
| Honestly, I' ve come to the stage rock properly | |
| I like my pockets fat, not flat | |
| Word | |
| Hook Bilal | |
| Spending up all my time making ends | |
| For all the money | |
| It' s the only thing on my mind, right now | |
| That matters | |
| Tried to change my mind | |
| Verse 2 Talib | |
| Gotta check? Let me underwrite it | |
| Spendin' money on the flesh, attention undivided | |
| The promise of funds got ' em strip to their undergarments | |
| For the skrilla, they willin' to diss your mama | |
| Like the show with Wilmer Valderamma | |
| I grind harder cause I gotta live | |
| My ancestors swung from the ropes | |
| Now my knot is thick | |
| This is Apocalypse Now, rising to prominence | |
| Never go against the family, it' s Godfather shit | |
| My hypothesis, stop your breath like an octopus | |
| Gettin' hold of your esophagus | |
| Try to rob, I' ll pop you quick | |
| Promise you will not evict | |
| On a reconnaissance mission for where the profit is | |
| No I' m not the office type, quite the opposite | |
| Despite accomplishments, I' m hungry as a starving artist is | |
| The knowledge from this metropolitan perspective | |
| More effective than scholarships to the best colleges | |
| Hook Bilal Talib Adlibs | |
| Spending up all my time making ends | |
| Kick it In! Kick it In! | |
| For all the money | |
| It' s the only thing on my mind, right now | |
| Ay man, gimme my money! | |
| That matters | |
| Tried to change my mind | |
| Outro Talib Adlibs | |
| So basically, the moral of the story is: | |
| Go get it, man | |
| It' s the only thing right now that matters | |
| I heard somebody say: " Money is the root of all evil" | |
| Don' t believe that man | |
| It' s the love of money, the pursuit of money | |
| That' s the root of all kinds of evil, man.. | |
| So, Yo somebody owe you money and they ain' t pay up | |
| Tell ' em you got five seconds... | |
| You got five seconds gimme my shit! | |
| Laughs | |
| 5... 4... 3... 2... 1! |