Road to the Riches

Kool G Rap, DJ Revolution Buy


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[Verse One:] 
 When I was five years old I realized there was a road 
 At the end I will win lots of pots of gold 
 Never took a break never made a mistake 
 Took time to create 'cause there's money to make 
 To be a billionaire takes hard work for years 
 Some nights I sheded tears while I sent up prayers 
 Been through hard times even worked part time 
 In a seafood store sweepin floors for dimes 
 I was sort of a porter takin the next man's order 
 Breakin my back for ?a shack for headquarters? 
 All my manpower for four bucks an hour 
 Took the time, I wrote rhymes in the shower 
 Shoes are scoffed 'cause the road gets rough 
 But I'ma rock it til my pockets ain't stuffed enough 
 All the freaks wouldn't speak 'cause my checks was weak 
 They would turn the other cheek so I started to seek 
 A way to get a play, and maybe one day 
 I'll be performin up a storm for a decent pay 
 No matter how it seems I always kept the dream 
 All the girlies scream and suckas get creamed 
 Dreamed about it for five years straight 
 Finally I got a break and cut my first plate 
 The road ain't yellow and there ain't no witches 
 My name is cool G Rap, I'm on the road to the riches 
[Verse Two:] 
 I used to stand on the block sellin cooked up rock 
 Money bustin out my sock 'cause I really would clock 
 They were for kind of fiends bringin jackets and jeans 
 Magazines, anything, just to hustle for beans 
 The cash was comin fast, money grew like grass 
 People hungry for the blast that don't even last 
 Didn't want to be involved but the money will getcha 
 Gettin richer and richer, the police took my picture 
 But I still supplied, some people I knew died 
 Murders and homicides for bottles of suicide 
 Money, jewelry, livin like a star 
 And I wasn't too far from a Jaguar car 
 In a small-time casino, the town's Al Pacino 
 For all of the girls, the pretty boy Valentino 
 I shot up stores and I kicked down doors 
 Collecting scars from little neighborhood wars 
 Many legs I broke, many necks I choked 
 And if provoked I let the pistol smoke 
 Loyal members in a crew now down with the game 
 Sellin nickels and dimes, sunshine or rain 
 What I had was bad from my shoes to my pad 
 In the first time in my life loanin money to dad 
 Now the table's turned and my lifestyle switches 
 My name is cool G Rap, I'm on the road to the riches 
 [Verse Three:] 
 A thug a-mugs? for drugs, he eventually bugs 
 Lookin for crack on carpets and rugs 
 The squealers tells? but the dealer still sells 
 Little spoiled kids inheritin oil wells 
 I was the type on the opposite side 
 Of smokin the pipe, in a beef I got hype 
 'cause rags to riches switches men to witches 
 Become stitches, body bags in ditches 
 Bloodshed, I painted the town red 
 People fled as I put a dread's head to bed 
 That mean's dead, in other words deceased 
 Face got erased, bullets got released 
 Bombs were planted, the kids were kidnapped 
 In fact that was a way to get back 
 At enemies who tried to clock G's 
 on my block, now they forever knock Z's 
 Plans of rampages went for ages 
 Some got knocked and locked inside cages 
 Some bit the dust for crumbs and crusts 
 In God We Trust, now rots to rust 
 Plus caps to cops, policeman drops 
 You blew off his top when the pistol went pop 
 Troopers, soldiers, rollin like boulders 
 Eyes of hate and their hearts get colder 
 Some young male put in jail 
 His lawyer so good his bail is on sale 
 Lookin at the hourglass, how long can this power last? 
 Longer than my song but he already fell 
 He likes to eat hardy, party 
 Be like John Gotti, and drive a Maserati 
 Rough in the ghetto, but in jail he's Jello 
 Mellow, yellow fellow, tell or hell, hello 
 One court date can turn an outlaw to an inmate 
 But just stay, ship him upstate by the Great Lakes 
 And than a-wait and wait and wait 
 Til he breaks, that's all it takes 
 So he fakes to be a man, but he can't stand 
 On his own two feet because now he's in a new land 
 Rules are different and so is life 
 When you think with a shank, talk with a knife 
 Not my lifestyle so I made a you-turn 
 More money I earn, more money to burn 
 Pushin all buttons, pullin all switches 
 My name is G. Rap, I'm on the road to the riches

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