Calling on the people, imaginary people, she said Let me be the voice in your head, raised from the dead It's all about the money, imaginary money, fake fucking money We taking those evils to bed, she said Wolves needing fed People wake up People wake up People wake up People wake up Keep it in, bottle it up Pretend like I don't give a fuck 'Till shorty throws it all in, she stir it up We get it all out and it's on with the show Keep it in, bottle it up Pretend like I don't give a fuck 'Till shorty throws it all in, she stir it up We get it all out and it's on with the show It's on with the show I'd like to tell you something about myself I am a bad man I will fuck you up