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Money in the bank,
Rocked and rolled but you rolled and rocked
in the bank, yeah
Rocked and but then you rolled and rocked

Listen, you get when you hear
The Large Professor on your cassette, deck
Expect nothin' comin' soft, 'cause I'll throw weaker blows
I'll kick you in your ass and breath'll smell like sneaker soles

Now how's for a fixin'?
You'd better rather go to Roy's, 'cause I kickin' science fiction
I kick a size sneaker or boot
Chop to stumps, and they remain mi-nute

The Sheik, I get deep, and always with the wet meat
Because of my technique, I'm the one you let
I collect crops and like spinach
I'm vintage, your single up to a ten inch

My soul Van Paul and Pete Rock
Keep the funk flowin' until the last stops
The soul man, can't have you on a stretcher
Probably, have you in leather, I catch a body

From slum rappers but to be frank
I don't give a fuck, I got money in the
in the bank, yeah
Rocked and rolled but then you rolled and

Money in the bank,
Rocked and rolled but then you and rocked
Money in the bank,
Rocked and rolled but then you rolled and

This is the stage of
When you're by your radio, screamin', Freddie Fox goes next
Those beholdin' the of a master
mental disaster, as I kick it faster

Whoever me and what I feel
Might find their legs replaced by steel
This is a brand new year and the is death
So won't be a lot of suckers left

I grab the mic, and I load it like a long
Huh, and dare you to riff or even
As I blow you to knees, have you curled up
In a corner like a dog hoof in mouth disease

Spittin' razor blades, cuttin' you can't stitch
I got you like a bitch
I took your microphone, you can't get it
Because your rap was

I'm fifty strong in an armored tank
And money to the bank
in the bank, yeah
Rocked and rolled but then you and rocked

in the bank, yeah
Rocked and rolled but then you and rocked
in the bank, yeah
Rocked and rolled but then you

G. Rap for your first selection, get up on it
To my opponents, let me demonstrate for a minute
Crooks gettin' hooked, to my book, like an addiction
Stop your you drop, the science fiction

Let's get specific you can't get it
I'm too terrific and scientific, it
Don't even try to limp it, not ready to make hits
You got a learner's permit

Poppin' shit, you better sit
a word of a third degree burn, so listen and learn
You're missin' a turn, so you get, concerned
My challenger, check the

I'm as live as a .45 caliber,
a silencer, wettin' up, suckers I be settin' up
Button up, while I'm up, never lettin' up
I don't link up, with suckers with raps that
Thanks sonny, I'm money to the bank

Money in the bank,
and rolled but then you rolled and rocked
Money in the bank,
and rolled but then you rolled and rocked
Money in the bank,
Rocked and rolled but then you and rocked

One in the chamber, eight in the
Pull out a razor, your rhyme book rip
It's ant Live, liver and deliveries get
With G. Rap, and we're the sole

MC's try me, but can't escape, my clutch
Too much, caught in the ropes, like dutch
You run up, you better run up light
'Cause like a whorehouse shippin' out pussy

Believe me I ain't goin' out like a brick
Or a fruit, or a guy that Brut
Cologne, I'm prone, so leave me alone
I'm about to set to the microphone

And the mic so hot you need potholders for this
Due to burnt it's cordless
Yo Ant Live make suckers walk off the
Not now, I'm money to the bank

Money in the bank,
in the bank, yeah
Money in the bank,
Money in the bank,
in the bank, yeah
Money in the bank,