Reduce/Re-use/Recycle

[East Coast Hustle]

is the name of this song:

About two years ago I had a dream
I know that it was real - I saw it end like this
Just goes to show I can,Äôt have what I can,Äôt steal
I gave up centuries for you ,Äì seems a waste now

And now everybody
Says that time is money
I just scream for nothing
I am both types of poor

About a year ago I woke up cold
I know that it was real ,Äì I saw the frosted glass
Just proves the point that I,Äôm cold on the inside
I gave up my fire for you ,Äì It meant something then

And now everybody
Says that nothing,Äôs sacred
I just scream from hatred
Until I hit the floor

About a week ago I threw the towel in
I know that it was real ,Äì I couldn,Äôt take it back
Just gives me one more thorn to drive into my brow
I didn,Äôt give up anything for you ,Äì I just gave you up

And now everybody
Says that nothing,Äôs sacred
I just scream from hatred
Until I hit the floor
And now everybody
Says that time is money
I just scream for nothing
I am both types of poor