The stage is set, you better play it light
The lights go up, it's opening night
Hold back on what I know is me
The house lights dim, the crowd rolls in
Curtain call, the show's about to begin
Dinero crushes what the art offers for free
It's your fifteen, but your muscles seize
The crowd boos as you freeze
Lock up all creativity
Your last chance "fuck their roles",
The crowd roars the curtains close
What's said is meant but lost in activity
Break trends
Find somethin' good and then exploit it
Dollar signs on your eyes, make sure the rhyme fits
'Cause ya know what's good but ya know what works
Just tell me how much is your pride worth
Find a market to target and then take aim
No danger involved when it all sounds the same
State to state radio waves break through
If ya got talent but brains they don't want you
Stuck in a world of redundancy
They're paying me to not be me
Sing along to the same old song
What you get is what you see
Hold back on what I know is me
Dinero crushes what the art offers for free
Lock up all creativity
What's said is meant but lost in activity