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    "C.R.E.A.M." Lyrics

    Eminem feat. Wu-Tang Clan

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    What that nigga want God?
    Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit)
    (Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby
    Word up, two for fives them niggas got garbage down the way, word up
    Know what I'm sayin'?
    (Cash Rules Everything Around Me
    C.R.E.A.M. get)
    Yeah, check this ol' fly shit out
    Word up
    (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural joint
    (C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we here we go
    (Dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo!

    I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
    Staying alive was no jive
    At second hands, moms bounced on old men
    So then we moved to Shaolin land
    A young youth, yo rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
    Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
    And let's start it like this son, rollin' with this one
    And that one, pullin' out gats for fun
    But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
    Started smokin' woolies at sixteen
    And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
    Making my way on fire escapes
    No question I would speed, for cracks and weed
    The combination made my eyes bleed
    No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
    Sticking up white boys in ball courts
    My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
    Times is ruff and tuff like leather
    Figured out I went the wrong route
    So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
    Catchin' keys from across seas
    Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
    Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
    Ch-chick-POW! Wu from the gate now

    Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
    C.R.E.A.M.
    Get the money
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all

    Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
    C.R.E.A.M.
    Get the money
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all

    It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
    Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
    I peep at the shape of the streets
    And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
    A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
    Which failed I went to jail at the age of 15
    A young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had much
    Trying to get a clutch at what I could not, could not,
    The court played me short, now I face incarceration
    Pacin' going up state's my destination
    Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
    Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
    But as the world turns I learned life is hell
    Living in the world no different from a cell
    Everyday I escape from Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
    Smokin' bones in the staircase
    Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
    I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
    But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
    Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
    Who explained working hard may help you maintain
    To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
    We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
    And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
    Leave it up to me while I be living proof
    To kick the truth to the young black youth
    But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin' beer
    And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
    Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
    That what? That life is hectic

    Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
    C.R.E.A.M.
    Get the money
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all

    Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
    C.R.E.A.M.
    Get the money
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all

    Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
    C.R.E.A.M.
    Get the money
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all

    Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
    C.R.E.A.M.
    Get the money
    Dollar, dollar bill y'all
    This song was submitted on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Andreas Kaufhold, Jaspa Jones, Piet Blank.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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