So we spend the final days looking for gold The smoke that rises from our stone will turn this world to dust High and low, above below We look in
Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear [Verse Two:] My life is full of empty promises And broken dreams I'm hoping things will look up
circuit and blacken the blocks out Now open up the garage and pull the drops out Rockin the fur coat bringin the blue fox out [Busta Rhymes] Diamonds light up
Jay Made more off the record than You Did, And Swizz made more off the record than You Did, So You did somethin for nuthin you doofus, I'm to sick for
'all ready for this? Ha! I don't think so! Yeah! Oh, listen to this! We gonna come at ya! [Redman] Cypress Hill! Yo yo yo - all my niggas say jump up
every rhyme that I speak in Yeah, the gallery is the beat then I... I... I... I... Yeah, yeah, let me begin by saying "Shut the fuck up!" Let my begin
m fucked up and ashy My royalty check's the rebirth of Liberace Stunt so hard, everybody got to watch me And I don't really care if it's platinum or white gold
her for a ride in my benzo Funny as fuck, I should do stand up Bust caps at the crowd like I don't give a fuck (fuck you) Got a gold ass grill Hit
decibals, gold diggers goin for the testicles Soon they realise, I don't invest in hoes Sometimes it's like hell on earth When everybody tryin to get your ass for
, my hood, my turf My gold, my grip, whatever the fuck it’s worth I don’t need nobody comin in my territory Tryin to rip a nigga off and fuck your fuckin
each other’s wealth Commin’ up is just in me But the black community is full of envy Too much back-stabbin’ While I look up the street I see all the
double tree up 40 flights. Chorus: (x2) Verse 2: We can see that you fuck wit too many stars We can tell em how u fuckin up that miny bar Already
played out in eighty six Lookin for my dogs looked up in the mirror being followed by the hogs One time's on my motherfuckin line why the fuck the
my hair Get jazzy on a bitch like Fred Astaire Rose gold in her face get her red as glare My Bentley plum, my Mercedes pear I am lookin for a freak, mama
every trap and collectin from strip shows I'm a fat playa with a mouth full of gold I be smokin plenty dro But I don't put nothin up my nose Qualification for
, roll up it's clutch time, and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine. Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0. Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro. Fuck
back up) Gold diggers (back up) Broke niggas (back up) I suggest, I suggest that you (back up) Haters in the club (back up) Gold diggers (back up) Broke