Wu-Tang Clan - Cream

^EmCash rules everything ^Caround me, C.R.E.A.M. Get the ^Dmoney, dollar dollar ^Gbill, y'all^D

^Em I grew up on the^C crime side, the New York^D Times side Stayin' ^Galive was no ^Djive Had ^Emsecondhands, Mom's ^Cbounced on old man ^D So then we moved to ^GShaolin lan^Dd A ^Emyoung youth, yo, rockin' the ^Cgold tooth, 'Lo goose ^DOnly way I be gettin' the ^GG off was ^Ddrug loot ^Em And let's start it like ^Cthis, son Rollin' with ^Dthis one and that one ^GPullin' out gat^Ds for fun ^Em But it was just a dream ^Cfor the teen who was a ^Dfiend Started smokin' ^Gwoolas at ^D16 ^Em And runnin' up in gat^Ces, doin' hits for high ^Dstakes Makin' my ^Gway on ^Dfire escapes ^Em No question I would ^Cspeed for cracks and weed ^D The combination ^Gmade my ^Deyes bleed ^Em No question I would ^Cflow off and try to get the ^Ddough all Stickin' up ^Gwhite boys in ^Dball courts ^Em My life got no ^Cbetter, same damn '^DLo sweater Times is ^Grough and ^Dtough like leather ^Em Figured out I went the ^Cwrong route So I ^Dgot with a sick-ass ^Gclique and went^D all out ^Em Catchin' keys from '^Ccross seas Rollin' in ^DMPV's, every ^Gweek we made ^Dforty G's ^Em Yo, people, res^Cpect mine, or here go the ^DTEC-9 Ch-chick-POW! ^GMove from the gate^D now!

^EmCash rules everything ^Caround me C.R.E.A.M., get the ^Dmoney Dollar dollar ^Gbill, y'all^{D Em}Cash rules everything ^Caround me C.R.E.A.M., get the ^Dmoney Dollar dollar ^Gbill, y'all^D

It's been ^Emtwenty-two long hard ^Cyears, I'm still strugglin' ^DSurvival got me buggin', ^Gbut I'm ^Dalive on a^Emrrival I peep at the ^Cshape of the streets And stay ^Dawake to the ways of the world ^G'cause shit is ^Ddeep ^EmA man with a dream with plan^Cs to make cream Which faile^Dd; I went to ^Gjail at the^D age of ^Emfifteen A ^Emyoung buck sellin' ^Cdrugs and such, who never ^Dhad much Tryin' to get a ^Gclutch at what I ^Dcould not The ^Emcourt played me short, now I ^Cface incarceration ^DPacin', goin' up^Gstate's my destin^Dation ^EmHandcuffed in the back of a bus, ^Cforty of us ^DLife as a shorty shouldn't ^Gbe so ^Drough But ^Emas the world turned I learned ^Clife is hell ^DLivin' in the world no ^Gdifferent from a ^Dcell Every ^Emday I escape from ^CJakes givin' chase Sellin' ^Dbase, smokin' bones ^Gin the stair^Dcase Though I ^Emdon't know why I chos^Ce to smoke sess I ^Dguess that's the time when I'm ^Gnot depre^Dssed But I'm ^Emstill depressed, and I ^Cask: what's it worth? ^DReady to give up so I ^Gseek the old ^DEarth Who ^Emexplained workin' hard may ^Chelp you maintain To ^Dlearn to overcome the heart^Gaches and ^Dpain We got ^Emstick-up kids, corrupt ^Ccops, and crack rocks And ^Dstray shots, all on the ^Gblock that stays ^Dhot ^EmLeave it up to me while I ^Cbe livin' proof To ^Dkick the truth to the ^Gyoung black ^Dyouth But ^Emshorty's runnin' wild, smokin' ^Csess, drinkin' beer And ^Dain't tryin' to hear what I'm ^Gkickin' in his ^Dear ^EmNeglected for now, but ^Cyo, it gots to be ^Daccepted That what? ^GThat life is ^Dhectic

^EmCash rules everything ^Caround me C.R.E.A.M., get the ^Dmoney Dollar dollar ^Gbill, y'all^{D Em}Cash rules everything ^Caround me C.R.E.A.M., get the ^Dmoney Dollar dollar ^Gbill, y'all^D