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`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`