check.. What? Huh.. Division [Chorus: Free Murda] No, ya'll ain't never gon' take this money Ya'll ain't never gon' take this from me Tuck in my waist
to take nothin' 'cause we'd all shine [Juvenile] If I ruled the world, nigga wouldn't have no beef It'll be a decline in the murder rate on the streets
all this rappin' stuff I'm takin' back my money counter cause it wasn't fast enough, yep I got a couple problems (word) and none of 'em is money Just
vest nigga cause its gonna be a long one Now me and Quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side The real side Now, on this ride there'
In hot pursuit and you got to shoot to stay free, scream, Murda on the government, take me No surrender, no retreat Might as well say, Fuck this rappin
nuts with Flesh I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda You're runnin' up eye to eye with death Praise the Flesh, now nevertheless you're takin' a loss and this
Chorus Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes Realize we're all born to die So get the money nigga! (repeat 2x) Verse Two: B-Real I never knew money like this
one of all the rest To dance & save us W/the divine mockery of words Music inflames temperament (When the true King's murderers are allowed to roam free
only one of all the rest To dance & save us W/ the divine mockery of words Music inflames temperament (When the true King's murderers are allowed to roam free
with a gun threat when they high off of drugs they haven't even done yet (Huh?) So bring the money by tonight - cause your wife said this the biggest
time that I would take her life I shot a nigga in his neck for disrespect, caught a body Got a murder in Miami for a shoot-out at a party Got blood in
type music plays*} [MDKHN] I know this nigga ain't just put.. put me on hold man This bullshit-ass elevator music [Beans] Free, pick up line five [Freeway
that ass low ?Til you take yo? last ho, and rope up all the cash flow When you gettin? money, they be all up on yo? ass, yo When you gettin? money Kons
of jail In this give or take World I got what it takes Put you out your misery, Kathy Bates I'm Young Money, I'm cash money If we could buy time, I spend
happens You struggle to get free, I know how this shit be You deal with anything to live legitimately But you gone find if you do get in this industry
've got the people who stare They've got to walk in their shoes They've got to see what they see They've got the people around them Getting too much for free
in funeral parlors From the slums I come up a phoenix Caked up, tryna take what I'm eating Came up a dismissive kid You lucky if you allowed to witness this