Lyrics:
to escape
They kept me caged up too long
Now it's time to break the bank
Now it's time to feel my pain
Work it out make it rain feel my shame
You telling
was like elated till the next day when I woke up and hated
We should've waited, can we make it? Came and you were elated
My thoughts were jaded, heart
on the runway? (Yes, you can)
Can you hurt 'em with the long legs? (Yes, you can)
Can you make 'em have it your way? (Yes, you can)
Yes you can, yes you can
much sense
Making pennies
Making too much pence
Pounds by the seconds
These pockets getting way too dense
This kinda sound making too much sense
Making
miggedy-make enough noise like Bamm-Bamm
Throw boulders from Bedrock you'll get dropped, I slam man
So check it
I riggedy-wreck it quick, aw shucks
I
DJ Swift on the track
Say
Aye you can't let nobody make you mad
I'ma say it like this, how the fuck you don't want nobody controlling you
But you
Rakim kicking this fun split
When I hear the drum kit
They see the sunset
See it was sunsue
Supreme excellent
And I will never be affected by your
Rakim kicking this fun split
When I hear the drum kit
They see the sunset
See it was sunsue
Supreme excellent
And I will never be affected by your
the baby came it all seemed to
make sense. Until... Until...
Doctor Madden: [Spoken]
Until?
Dan:
He’s not here...
He’s not here...
Love, I know
Dan
Number twenty gotta be to make sure
That you count the money (you got to, if it don't make dollars, it don't make sense)
Singles and fives under
to make a lil money it's getting hard to count
And if I carry any with me it's in a small amount
And I keep the rest in a stash by my auntee house
leaves you feeling dead
But just like Mathis singing
On a low-down Sunday afternoon;
The blues split apart all my senses depart
As I see you come into
leaves you feeling dead
But just like Mathis singing
On a low-down Sunday afternoon;
The blues split apart all my senses depart
As I see you come into
only makes sense that the musics a family plan
972 the family brand
972 is my family man
972 will they make it (We can)
972 will they make it (We can)
make'm bah bounce bah bounce
Let the rhythm get In'm spit and hit'm when it counts
I will not lose in any sense of the word
This reality I'm here living is
make'm bah bounce bah bounce
Let the rhythm get In'm spit and hit'm when it counts
I will not lose in any sense of the word
This reality I'm here living is
I'll be long gone
By the time you make up your mind
Gotta make my own way
Around the kinda misery I find
I'll send you my best
Of regards
reefer
All my niggas strapped and ready
To set it off: Queen Latifah
Got a chopper with a drum
Split swishers with my thumb
Get money like Donald
(love for love's own sake)
It came like a message from above (oh, the love we make)
Watch out for those foreign girls (they never seem to make much sense
blow it all make it back in the next day
My youngins be schitzing on shit, it's my fault they be doing what BAGG say
It's a dead end in this trench, get
get easier, you gotta be Patient
You can't get rid of the past, you Always trying to erase it
Recording all the time, they saying You gonna make it
Fuck
you get it clear
Can’t rely on the sun to rise everyday
Sometimes you sing the blues in the rain
Take some dirt naps
And make some snow angels
Safe
Cause money ain't a thang
Money ain't a thang
If you know you got it could you split it both ways
Cause money ain't a thang
Money ain't a thang
Top down
Cause money ain't a thang
Money ain't a thang
If you know you got it could you split it both ways
Cause money ain't a thang
Money ain't a thang
Top down
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