[00:24.66]I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
[00:27.86]Staying alive was no jive
[00:29.91]At second hands, moms bounced on old men
[00:32.52]So then we moved to Shaolin land
[00:35.02]A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
[00:38.04]Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
[00:40.79]And let's start it like this son, rollin with this one
[00:43.86]And that one, pullin out gats for fun
[00:46.11]But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
[00:49.30]Started smokin woolies at sixteen
[00:51.38]And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
[00:54.70]Making my way on fire escapes
[00:56.66]No question I would speed, for cracks and *****
[00:59.86]The combination made my eyes bleed
[01:02.00]No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
[01:05.27]Sticking up white boys in ball courts
[01:07.35]My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
[01:10.83]Times is ruff and tuff like leather
[01:12.94]Figured out I went the wrong route
[01:14.79]So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
[01:18.13]Catchin keys from across seas
[01:20.07]Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
[01:23.56]Yo ***** respect mine, or anger the tech nine
[01:26.43]Ch-chick-POW! Move from the gate now
[01:28.57]Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
[01:30.84]C.R.E.A.M.
[01:31.20]Get the money
[01:31.78]Dollar, dollar bill y'all
[01:33.88]Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
[01:35.91]C.R.E.A.M.
[01:36.46]Get the money
[01:37.10]Dollar, dollar bill y'all
[01:39.26]It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
[01:41.65]Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
[01:45.15]I peep at the shape of the streets
[01:46.92]And stay awake to the ways of the world cause *****t is deep
[01:49.67]A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
[01:52.26]Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
[01:54.94]A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
[01:57.98]Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... could not...
[02:00.60]The court played me short, now I face incarceration
[02:03.04]Pacin -- going up state's my destination
[02:05.76]Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
[02:08.51]Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
[02:10.84]But as the world turns I learned life is hell
[02:13.59]Living in the world no different from a cell
[02:16.39]Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
[02:19.61]Smokin bones in the staircase
[02:21.66]Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
[02:24.40]I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
[02:26.85]But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
[02:29.66]Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
[02:32.29]Who explained working hard may help you maintain
[02:34.90]to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
[02:37.48]We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
[02:40.66]and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
[02:43.17]Leave it up to me while I be living proof
[02:45.53]To kick the truth to the young black youth
[02:48.40]But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin beer
[02:50.88]And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
[02:53.81]Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
[02:57.07]That what? That life is hectic
[02:59.15]Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
[03:01.37]C.R.E.A.M.
[03:01.83]Get the money
[03:02.44]Dollar, dollar bill y'all
[03:07.01]*****s gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill
[03:09.08]YaknowhatI'msayin?
[03:10.37]Cuz we can't just get by no more
[03:11.98]Word up, we gotta get over, straight up and down
[03:15.13]Cash Rules Everything Around Me
[03:17.07]C.R.E.A.M.
[03:17.66]get the money
[03:18.27]Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH4