[Verse 1] So where is James Bond? Does he have soul? Can he funk off the dome and loose control? Can he step to the beat and move his feet? Or does he only pack clips, and shoot to kill? And when the floor turns red, from the blood thats shed Does he ever think someday to be the next M? Can he think like the Dench and move like the hench? Still ride past the seas and blow with the breeze When the sun comes out and the snow melts away Do we ever think nature feels the same way That we do when its cold and you feel it in your bones When youre flat out broke, and nobody knows Tell the reasons why we live this life Through this stress and through this strife From the news to the streets, to the booze to the ooze To the wars overseas and terror within And my people still perish from lack of the wisdom From lack of the knowledge, divine understanding The money is a must like its dust to the dust Iron sharpeneth iron, or they all must rust So you walk with the wise, or you all must suffer Like sores to a leper, or cell to a jailer My son pay attention and listen to these words Proverbs given to the wise, to shine for the eyes Do not be like the evil, or do what they do Shedding innocent blood cause they think all are fools But this is the rule, yes this is tool It was given from the start, it will last till the end What, everyone sows that you surely shall reap Maybe in the next life, but yes theres a price Oh yes theres a price, yes, yes theres a price Oh yes theres a price, yes theres a price
yes, price, there, sharpeneth, iron