leg, camel lie, u on management [?] If it's about business, I'm a handle it I see it all like an analyst Views of the water big bills like a pelican
a mic and some beat No mo' eatin' where it's cheap adjustin' to fine meat Women lookin' like that's him like they seen the Pope Wallet full of crispy bills
Yo, we from the place where they pump out D and steal cars Kids wild wave at you and smile you feel large Like they cut and you got the power to heal
squad do Got all y'all players suicidal Actin niggas, take two You heard the news, I'ma break it to ya We're here to headline the bill and Featuring Funk
for a new beginning, revolution is coming See the bullets out the ruger spinning And we ain't gon' stand down, we gon' stand up Black man, black power
can block me Can I live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids Can I live, if I don't live nobody lives Time is money, money is power so I'm sour 22
The man in the mirror it don't get no clearer Short Dawg, the E Double and Breed we roll thick Like girls in C.A.U. with the good power-U Oww, money is
singer in the session band A red carpet bagger makes a blackberry call To the plastic piranhas in the city of salt Wasted wheat paste campaign, post no bills
see more dough then a baker run tings like ninja man and cartelli in jamaica, promoters pay me nuff paper, you know me man, the only man who could ever give me a bill
but da neighbors can hear her scream blew a milli in da club next day we made 5 smokin' on da jet dey bill yo car we'd defined never mind dirty money
Remember me? (Seven executions) Remember me? (I have no remorse) Remember me? (I'm 'High Powered') Remember me? (I drop bombs like Hiroshima) For this
is more than just a powerful potion What's the commotion Yo I'm not joking around, people learnin' 'bout what they're smoking My oven's on high when I roast the quayo Tell bill
pill and a happy meal, fuck a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool don't me introduce you to my power
a happy meal Fuck a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool dont make me introduce you to my power
While we findin beauty in the hideous They say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell YouknowhatImean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
my pockets you can see my thumbs Both of them turned green, from countin the ones Memorized by the glory, word life Cut off niggaz who killed Bill but
wrist, polo mock socks and rugbies Old flicks remind me of Gucci's, pack em in your square And little mack milk, blast the year That was bill bill, fast
RZA ridin name printed in the tablet Under vets, we paid our debts for mad years Hibernate the sound, and now we out like beers And blunt power, born physically power