To Me I Don't Care For The Finer Things And I Sure As Fuck Don't Need Them The Smug Upper Class Looking To Write Off One More Tax They're Going
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'll never relate to me I don't care for the finer things and I sure don't need them the smug upper class looking to write off one more tax they're going
microphone is like Blow 'caine, one, pull the trees, you love us, yo So killers be cool, pimps, read rules When a grown man is rapping, it's Ill Street
[Intro: Killah Priest (Elephant Man)] Man, I gotta get this damn money, man Nah, man I can't take this, this time, straight up man (Yup! Elephant Man,
the rest was history nigga Platinum plaques man We been rollin ever since man, we been bank rollin ever since man You feel me? That Lean Back was number one
purple up Niggaz slackin' in they mackin' Simpin' in they pimpin' Glad I got you baby You the only one, I can count on man You my crutch man, yo We
the Taliban load attire man Betta keep ya set up million dolla man soon to be we next up Get wet up, I been fresh since a little one bitch I school
the beats that you hear are comin' real tight Somethin' to roll to, somethin' to stroll to If you's a playa in the game this will hold you Mo money mo money for the bank
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy Hey man, so far I've been listenin' to your album And I ain't heard nuttin' you could kick back And smoke a beadie to, you know
hermit I put one, show's earning up against ya whole life Spend it all, make it back, and that's just in one night You got one chain money, maybe somethin
another, my microphone is like Blow 'caine, one, pull the trees, you love us, yo So killers be cool, pimps, read rules When a grown man is rapping it'
why the beats that you hear are comin real tight Somethin to roll to somethin to stroll to use a playa in the game this will hold you Mo money mo money for the bank
won't be the smartest move My bitch [? ] pull the hammer, make it do what it do Hustler, a son of one, bitch I'm a son of one My money it got right, copped
Not willing to pass out till y'all cash out With a mask out man I'mma break the bank Drive through town in an army tank Y'all wanna see me I'm in Virginia
and gentlemen When the mic's within my reach I'm nice like that Don't base my whole life on loot but money sure helps I keep it tight like army boots
sucker punk hung up by his penis So watch out for a sucker on the gank 'Cause while Compton's lynchin', I'm takin' money to the bank And it's the MC
