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they can 
Forgive me I'm a ridah 
Still I'm just a simple man 
All I want is money 
Fuck tha fame 
I'm a simple man 
Mr. International 
Playa with
by few
We pay big money to the ones that do
The christian militia, they give us big knowledge
But the pentagon messed up and wouldn't acknowledge
"Toss It Up"
(feat. K-Ci, JoJo)

[Tupac]
The money behind the dreams
My right hand, my other Capo in this big motherfuckin war we got
My other
how long can you watch carnival
Billy said he got the money, put us on the first Greyhound bus
New York City lights gonna be greetin' us

Oh,
one seen us
On Pokey's burger -- everything on it -- even penis
But Kirk Pone went and told the man
1991 Grilled Cheese Tour -- a message to the B.A.N.
When I ride the beat 
Ain't no way to hide from the dark side 
Man of many men's till the very end 
And blend in and change my iden 
Just to mix up
it's the remix baby

Now let me get into it
And do it how I do it
Yeah, long hair don't care like the Jewish
God man

I'll be dumpin' and I eat
stretch
I got it mastered man
In the hood I'm like plastic man!
Stretch
Fantastic man,
I make the money come faster man!
Yeah

Your favorite bad guy's gone,
bout to dump this nigga's shit in New Dimensions
Get to the crib so I can call Big Slate up
And tell em the money man done slipped and got his throat
bout to dump this n****'s s*** in New Dimensions 

Get to the crib so I can call Big Slate up 
And tell em da money man done slipped and got his
Make plans with your crime family
Get money money, take money money
Get money money, take money money

By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
He ain't talkin'
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
When I ride the beat 
Ain't no way to hide from the dark side 
Man of many men's till the very end 
And blend in and change my iden 
Just to mix up
Times are hard and the money's tight
Day to day we fight that fight
Nothing new, it's the same old grind
Uphill all the way

Boss man says
Man, you niggas don't know how long I've been grindin', bruh
Yeah Mane, real shit real spit

I'ma give it to you, how you want it?
In the jungle
Man, what's up with these niggas out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggas gettin' money
Better get it while the gettin' is good
(You bound to come up)
One of these days and you won't be long (Keep your eyes on us)
One of these days and you won't be long (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Deck)
The winds mix the dust of every land,
And so will woman and man.

[Chorus]

This doesn't mean we will all be the same,
We'll have different faces
it's the remix baby
Now let me get into it
N do it how I do it
Yeah, long hair don't care like the Jewish
Garbage man
I'll be dumpin'
And I eat
Get money money, take money money

By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
He ain't talking much, keep a dutch in his mouth
Cop the aberrettes
Orange
mix the dust of every land, and so will woman and man. (Chorus) 
This doesn't mean we will all be the same, 
We'll have different faces and different
or you show us love 
No matter what you do money  stack your gunz 'n onez 
Iz you wit me, yo throw your hands in the air! 
All my thugs and soldiers
One very familiar type of song is the christmas carol. although it is perhaps a bit out of season at this time. however, I'm informed by my "disk
One very familiar type of song is the christmas carol. although it is perhaps a bit out of season at this time. however, I'm informed by my "disk