I know how it feels to up fucked up pockets on E, and bad company. I wish I had a key too all the locks I'd open all the blocks, flood em all rocks. Keep clockin knots, it dont stop . Stay to a chop, just in case you think not. Baking soda in the till it bubble in the pot. When its dry hard like candy, butter cookies what you got. Break it into some boulders, fifties look like butterscotch Now i'm on the streets, another plan, a plot Buy a new Benz before you rolled it off the lot It really don't mean shit, if ass get shot
You can't it with you All them that money buy You need 'em when you die, baby
You take it with you Even when they hit you 50 bullets Fifty times in your nugget, it Love it or hate, it or not I really gives a what rabbit gets shot Sedidate me, baby, lately, I've crazy, Caught up in the of madness can't phase me Suicidal, American Idol, rock my recital is my title, vital, visions are homicidal But that matter, even when your blood gets splattered Caps going off the Mad Hatter You can be or filthy rich Cause nobody can buy eternal up in this bitch.
You take it with you All them that money buy
You won't 'em when you die, baby (Everything... Money, Cars, Jewelry... all of it...)
"Our dear brother right here was a brother. He had money and diamonds. He got diamonds all... all right now, but we take all that... before we put him in the ground we take all that off his body.