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I ain't got nothing to give I'm just trying to get by working my days away I can barely survive but the good book keeps me alive Darling we ain't got
the game dividing the pies by three Then we got famish So we set standards Very similar to the ten crack commandments Some couldn't take it Others got
the predator, whose the prey Who gets the bill, when its time to pay c lie takes a little, so far away Submission by omission, in a dire
I know that something happened to me, a different time in history I come, you go, I say hello, you pass me by, you don't reply Of all the changes you
You run around and pay the rent?You buy the food your money's spent?Cut me off I'm having fun ain't getting nothing done?It cost too much those days
Private jet I flew that 40K I threw that A quarter pound, I blew that It sounds crazy but it ain't nothing to it She a freak but I already knew it She
RECTIFY THE BLUES INTRO LEAD You got misery an’ heartache Your woman quit on you She took all your money And all the bills are due You lost yer
My pupils are not students They dilate but they never learn Each time we roll up the dollar bill We suffocate the President Each time we roll up
Listed by price then by name, now the end is in sight Sullen and aching, guided by the suns golden light If dawn is the sign of the new then
Stick wit my dog Like a K9 On a meal plan This like day5 I Ain’t wit nothing negative Put in work Won’t stress bout bills Make a partnership
With a sound that sounds the same Looking like a Liam under disco lights But he goes by his very own name Walking haircuts fill the bill Weekend
Lovely Rita meter maid, Nothing can come between us, When it gets dark I tow your heart away. Standing by a parking meter, When I caught
hard When I'm in New York,I bill with the Gods So don't try to deny me my proper juice E.cuts the records and the yellow nigger gets loose No static,just
and a plump body, So I don't exactly glide through the air. I move awkwardly by making little jumps cnd fly clumsily in fits and starts. My bill -
Zu) Dirty, Dirty, Dirty, Brooklyn Shit is crazy real in the field I watched niggas blood get spilled over five dollar bills And major drug deals
known by the whole world Dreaming bout the money babe, the money babe Got too many bills to pay, bills to pay There ain’t no room babe for you baby Oh you
for miles and miles Bill’s boat got stuck out by the pier He sold the boat not far from here And on a Saturday night Beneath the light of your old home
hungry, you getting robbed By me, Biggie Smalls and The Delfonics Yo, man, yeah, yeah, take it back to Rae shit Straight off the muthafucking concrete,
hesitate if it's making you feel What'd you take from me I got nothing to steal So, it's not personal I'm just paying a bill He don't know why But he still
can do is pray And hope an angel happens by They said you'll never be nothing You're just a dead end kid Probably end up in prison Or maybe down
on men SARS and bills on men Even men on men Little by little one travels higher Emena ihe uche we rise by lifting others This life all about the bigger
get very far Just runnin' round in circles Oh, Oh Oh, your life just passes by One big opportunity In the end, nothing achieved Obsessed with
away What do you say? What have you got? What do you say? What have you got? In risky stock adventures The back end might be sweet Microsoft is nothing
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels Write a book full of medicine and generate mills Tour the album,
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