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C.R.E.A.M. (KO Remix):
- //Verse 1 Raekwon//
- I grew up on the crime side, the New York times side
- Staying alive was no jive
- Had second hands, bounced to old mans
- So then we moved to Shaolin land
- A young youth, yo, rocking the gold tooth, low goose
- Only way I begin the G off was the loot
- And let's start it like this, son
- Rolling with this one and that one, driving out for fun
- But it was just a dream for a teen who was a fiend
- Started on my own when I was sixteen
- And running up in gates and going around for high stakes
- Making my way on fire escapes
- //Verse 2 Prodigy//
- I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
- You heard of us, barely escaping deadly murderers
- The Mobb comes equipped escaping warfare, beware
- Of a crime family who ain't got enough shots to share
- For all of those who just wanna profile and pose
- Take off with a face, gone, my brain and my nose bone
- You all alone in these streets, cousin
- Every man for themself in this land where we running
- And keep 'em shook crews humming, like they supposed to
- They come around, but they never come close to
- //Chorus Method Man//
- Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M.
- Get ya money, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
- Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M.
- Get ya money, dollar dollar bill, y'all
- //Verse 3 Eminem//
- You might see me jogging, you might see me walking
- You might see me walking a lost Rottweiler dog
- With rabies on, in the park with a spiked collar
- Hollering at him 'cause the little beast won't quit barking
- Or leaning out the window and talk lots and
- Driving up the block, same one they shot Pac in
- Looking for B.I.G.'s killers, looking ridiculous
- Driving by, like I don't see what the big deal is
- Going off double bigger than Chris Wallace
- Angry, all, 'cause Biggie and Pac just missed all this
- Watching these little cheap imitations get rich off 'em
- And get dollars that should've been theirs like they switched wallets
- And amidst all this fist knocking and wristwatches
- I just sit back and watch and just get nauseous
- And walk around with no bottles of Remy Martin
- Starting this like some twenty six year old skinny Cartman
- //Verse 4 50 Cent//
- Every night, I talk to god, but he ain't say nothing back
- I know he protecting me, but I still stay, never lack
- In my nightmares, these ones pulling checks on me
- Psychic says someone done put a hex on me
- The feds didn't know much when Pac got shot
- I got a kite from the pens that told me Tut got knocked
- I ain't gonna spell it out for all of you all the time
- Are you illiterate, man? You can't read between the lines?
- //Chorus Method Man//
- Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M.
- Get ya money, dollar, dollar bill, y'all
- Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M.
- Get ya money, dollar dollar bill, y'all
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