it's vengeance [Chorus x4] [B.I.G.:] (Goodness gracious) Gettin' money [B.I.G.:] (Tha papers) Gettin' money [B.I.G.:] (Get paid) [Verse 3: Chuck D]
chuck, boom b-boom chuck! Boom boom chuck, Yeah, that's what's up! Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck! Boom boom chuck, b-boom, Shady! [Verse 1 - Eminem
tech extremist, Gatorade, paid ya boy some money To lay up on the low, swinging beamers I need to be an actor, but instead, I'd rather be in Hempstead
's my producer,Bambattas son Bronx Style Bob's cold watchin' my back Melle Mel's just layin' for some punks to act wack Grandmaster Caz and Donald D ,Scott La Rock Red Alert,Chuck
bit...bitc...bit...bitch One nation under a pimp Gettin paid cause suckers is pussy whipped One nation under a pimp Gettin paid cause suckers is pussy whipped One nation under a pimp Gettin paid
Chaundon] See my name in lights, there you are Your boy's a star, I'm on the marquee I paid my dues, put in my work Can't tell me nothin, I know what
dust Tray Deee, X-man, and Kingpin Kurupt Stay givin it up, stray Crippin and Chucks Straight sippin with blunts and not givin a fuck DPG'd up, first
hole One said, "Knowledge born (we're in control)" It's the real deal, sucker [Chuck D] (Now they got me in a cell) (Go to Rahway Prison) [Chuck D] (
the documents and pull some files and put it down with this gangsta style Cause I be seein niggaz bein more aggressive now after peace treaty meetings and the weapons down Sport Chucks
: Gonna tell you a story About Chuck and Diane Couple British kids from The palace at Buckingham Chuckie wants to grow up And be a polo star And ride
Islam's my producer,Bambattas son Bronx Style Bob's cold watchin' my back Melle Mel's just layin' for some punks to act wack Grandmaster Caz and Donald D ,Scott La Rock Red Alert,Chuck
Gonna tell you a story About Chuck and Diane Couple British kids from The palace at Buckingham Chuckie wants to grow up And be a polo star And ride his
get her, I can M-I crooked letter If she with a nigga I'ma steal her, yeah a crook'll have her throwin up the E once the D get to cookin in her (Eastside
Compton, so they ran they pennies back) Scared of me for what, no, I don't wear tux And if I ever got a Grammy, man, I'd bail in some Chuck Tailors
ain't taking nothin' A high tech extremist, Gatorade, paid ya boy some money To lay up on the low, swinging beamers I need to be an actor,but instead, I'd
[Verse 1: Chuck D] Bring that beat back, we set it off "we set it off" Got us back for combat, we get it raw "we get it raw" With a counterattack over
't goin no were bitch your dead I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that bitch ass I'd rather chop and never stop Because you fucked
wanna try to get funky on me? Yeah and ain't nobody outhere that is as hungry as me I'm a top ten all time dope MC You got Chuck D, Rakim, Daddy Kane
