Leave it up to me while I be living proof We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocksĪnd stray shots, all on the block that stays hot To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain Who explained working hard may help you maintain I guess that's the time when I'm not depressedīut I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth? Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess Living in the world no different from a cellĮveryday I escape from Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base The court played me short, now I face incarcerationīut as the world turns I learned life is hell Trying to get a clutch at what I could not Which failed I went to jail at the age of 15Ī young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had much Survival got me buggin', but I'm alive on arrivalĪnd stay awake to the ways of the world 'cause shit is deepĪ man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M. It's been twenty-two long hard years, I'm still strugglin' Yo nigga respect mine, or here go the TEC-9 Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's So I got with a sick ass click and went all out My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all No question I would speed, for cracks and weed Had second hands, moms bounced on old menĪ young youth, yo rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo gooseĪnd let's start it like this son, rollin' with this oneīut it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiendĪnd running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side (Dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo! (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural joint Word up, two for fives them niggas got garbage down the way, word up (Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrivalĪnd stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deepĪ man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit) It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine Only way, I begin to gee off was drug lootĪnd let's start it like this son, rollin' with this oneīut it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiendĪnd running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times sideĪ young youth, yo rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit) Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer What that nigga want God? It has since been sampled by numerous artists and was certified Gold in the United States in 2009. Since its release, the song has been called one of the greatest hip-hop songs of all time, with some even describing it as one of the greatest songs of all time. Despite its praise, the song did not perform as well commercially, only peaking at number 60 on the US Billboard Hot 100 in 1994. M." received universal praise from music critics, many of whom described it as one of the best songs on Enter the Wu-Tang. Its music video, featuring all Wu-Tang Clan members in New York City, was released in 1994. It features two verses from members Raekwon and Inspectah Deck, who discuss their upbringings while living in New York City, and Method Man, who sings its hook. The song was produced by the group's de facto leader RZA, and contains a sample of the Charmels' 1967 song "As Long As I've Got You" throughout. M." (an acronym of "Cash Rules Everything Around Me") is a song by the American hardcore hip hop group Wu-Tang Clan, released on Maas the third single from their debut studio album Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) (1993).
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