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MONEY IN THE BANK
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MONEY IN THE BANK,
Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo
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Featuring ant live freddie foxxx large professor
"money in the bank yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled but then you rolled and rocked"
"money in the bank yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled but then you rolled and rocked"
[large professor]
Listen
You get upset when you hear the large professor
On your girl's cassette deck expect
Nothin comin soft cause i'll never throw weaker blows
I'll kick you in your [ass] and your breath'll smell like sneaker soles
Now how's that for a fixin?
You'd better rather go to roy's, cause i ain't kickin science fiction
I kick a size nine sneaker or boot
Chop chumps to stumps, and they remain mi-nute
The sheik, i get deep, and always leave with the wet meat
Because of my technique, i'm the one you let speak
I collect crops and props like spinach
I'm vintage, your single sums up to a ten inch
My soul brother van paul and pete rock
Keep the funk flowin until the last beat stops
The soul man, can't have you leavin on a stretcher
Probably, have you leavin in leather, i catch a body
From wreckin slum rappers, but to be frank
I don't give a [fuck] i got money in the bank
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
[freddie foxxx]
This is the stage of triple-x
When you're sittin by your radio, screamin, "freddie foxxx goes next"
Those beholdin the words of a master
Find mental disaster, as i kick it faster
Whoever opposes me, and what i feel
Might find their legs bein replaced by steel
This is a brand new year, and the penalty is death
So there won't be a lot of suckers left
I grab the mic, and i load it like a long four-fifth
Huh, and dare you to riff
Or even sneeze as i blow you to your knees, have you curled up
In a corner like a dog, with hoof in mouth disease
Spittin razor blades, cuttin veins you can't stitch
I got you screamin like a [bitch]
I took your microphone, you can't get it back
Because your rap was wack
I'm comin fifty strong in an armored tank
And takin money to the bank
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled, but then you ro.. rolled.."
[kool g. rap]
Kool g. rap for your first selection, get up on it
To my opponents, let me just demonstrate for a minute
Crooks gettin hooked, to my book, just like an addiction
Stop your diction you drop, the science fiction
Let's get specific you can't get with it
I'm too terrific and scientific, forget it
Don't even try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits
You still got a learner's permit
Poppin that [shit], you better sit
Here's a word, of a third degree burn, so listen and learn
You're missin a turn, so you better get, concerned
My challenger, check the calendar
I'm as live as a .45 caliber, colt
With a silencer, wettin up, suckers i be settin up
Button up, while i'm cuttin up, never lettin up
I don't link up, with suckers with raps that shrank
Thanks sonny, i'm takin money to the bank
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
[ant live]
One in the chamber, eight in the clip
Pull out a razor, watch your rhyme book rip
It's ant live, liver and deliveries get liver
With g. rap, and we're the sole survivors
Mc's wanna try me, but can't escape, my clutch
Too much, caught in the ropes, like double dutch
You wanna run up, you better run up light
Cause like a whorehouse shippin out [pussy] tonight
Believe me i ain't goin out like a brick parachute
Or a fruit, or a guy that wears brut
Cologne, i'm violent prone, so leave me alone
I'm about to set fire to the microphone
And leave the mic so hot you need potholders for this
Due to burnt wires it's cordless
(yo ant live make suckers walk off the plank)
Not now, i'm takin money to the bank
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
"money in the bank, yeahhhh"
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Featuring ant live freddie foxxx large professor "money in the bank yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled but then you rolled and rocked" "money in the bank yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled but then you rolled and rocked" [large professor] Listen You get upset when you hear the large professor On your girl's cassette deck expect Nothin comin soft cause i'll never throw weaker blows I'll kick you in your [ass] and your breath'll smell like sneaker soles Now how's that for a fixin? You'd better rather go to roy's, cause i ain't kickin science fiction I kick a size nine sneaker or boot Chop chumps to stumps, and they remain mi-nute The sheik, i get deep, and always leave with the wet meat Because of my technique, i'm the one you let speak I collect crops and props like spinach I'm vintage, your single sums up to a ten inch My soul brother van paul and pete rock Keep the funk flowin until the last beat stops The soul man, can't have you leavin on a stretcher Probably, have you leavin in leather, i catch a body From wreckin slum rappers, but to be frank I don't give a [fuck] i got money in the bank "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" [freddie foxxx] This is the stage of triple-x When you're sittin by your radio, screamin, "freddie foxxx goes next" Those beholdin the words of a master Find mental disaster, as i kick it faster Whoever opposes me, and what i feel Might find their legs bein replaced by steel This is a brand new year, and the penalty is death So there won't be a lot of suckers left I grab the mic, and i load it like a long four-fifth Huh, and dare you to riff Or even sneeze as i blow you to your knees, have you curled up In a corner like a dog, with hoof in mouth disease Spittin razor blades, cuttin veins you can't stitch I got you screamin like a [bitch] I took your microphone, you can't get it back Because your rap was wack I'm comin fifty strong in an armored tank And takin money to the bank "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled, but then you ro.. rolled.." [kool g. rap] Kool g. rap for your first selection, get up on it To my opponents, let me just demonstrate for a minute Crooks gettin hooked, to my book, just like an addiction Stop your diction you drop, the science fiction Let's get specific you can't get with it I'm too terrific and scientific, forget it Don't even try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits You still got a learner's permit Poppin that [shit], you better sit Here's a word, of a third degree burn, so listen and learn You're missin a turn, so you better get, concerned My challenger, check the calendar I'm as live as a .45 caliber, colt With a silencer, wettin up, suckers i be settin up Button up, while i'm cuttin up, never lettin up I don't link up, with suckers with raps that shrank Thanks sonny, i'm takin money to the bank "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked" [ant live] One in the chamber, eight in the clip Pull out a razor, watch your rhyme book rip It's ant live, liver and deliveries get liver With g. rap, and we're the sole survivors Mc's wanna try me, but can't escape, my clutch Too much, caught in the ropes, like double dutch You wanna run up, you better run up light Cause like a whorehouse shippin out [pussy] tonight Believe me i ain't goin out like a brick parachute Or a fruit, or a guy that wears brut Cologne, i'm violent prone, so leave me alone I'm about to set fire to the microphone And leave the mic so hot you need potholders for this Due to burnt wires it's cordless (yo ant live make suckers walk off the plank) Not now, i'm takin money to the bank "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "money in the bank, yeahhhh" "money in the bank, yeahhhh"
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