I was born and I cried I lived the dirty live and I died on fire And so slow But I could get used to this I used to be friends with rich kids But all
Verse 1 take away my everything i'll meet you on the edge of sanity and jump take away my anything i'll meet you on the edge of breathing and just stop
sing and in some places they still dwell These fucking memories of days so long ago It's the pain that makes us rich It's the pain that makes us fucking rich
adams ville [my partna dem] borin home [my partna dem] southset [my partna dem] atheric [my partna dem] u kno westside [my partna dem] ayyyyyyyyyy rich kids
Verse 1 take away my everything i'll meet you on the edge of sanity and jump take away my anything i'll meet you on the edge of breathing and just
Laboring, i first chose you for my all-star team and you have been advised where power and rich kids find ways to unite it is virtue who's sitting
: Verse 1 take away my everything i'll meet you on the edge of sanity and jump take away my anything i'll meet you on the edge of breathing and just
, you would squeal I'm ridin at the wheel, lean back, poppin pills I make a lil' side money plus I got a deal I'm nine kids deep; see, why I gotta deal
Where My Head Is I Mite Have Sum Fame But Im Stil Low On Credit Management Love The Money Someone Tell Me Where My Bred Is I Come Across Alot Of Rich Kids
old boys on the side of the road snorting coke, with no guidence, so many kids dying over unprovocted violence,we dont understand the science, and the rich
Burn the rich kids trash their toys time for girls to act like little boys I'm in the mood to celebrate I'm feeling like it's time to tear the walls down
t see what the big deal is Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace Pissed off, cause Biggie and 'Pac just missed all this Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich
this shit? Are you that rich? Why you give a fuck if she dies? Are you that bitch? Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids? [Dr. Dre] Man
from Kurt Cobain's head, when he shot himself dead Women all grabbin at my shishkabob Bought Lauryn Hill's tape so her kids could starve (I can't stand
a liar Have you ever seen a crackhead, that's eternal fire Why you got these kids minds, thinkin that they evil while the preacher bein richer you say
Ain't looking for hand-outs Twenty-five years up in this bitch And I'll be damned if I ain't leaving rich And leave my kids a grip I let my blood drip
t get in college, She's a reflection of me, So you know she the sh-t, If I'm a star she a star, if I'm rich she rich, That's my dog, I tell her stay she
everybody Clap your hand Lets do it ,you ready? Come on We could fight like Ike and Tina Or give back like Bill and Camille Be rich like Oprah and Steadman