[Hook: Man (George Clinton)] Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sword (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, your sword sharp (1-2-3-4)
Blood money mercenaries, you can muscle Wu? It's a foot race, who can who? Hip hop junkie flunky, see, monkey do Great minds connect like rings Sit back, let me do my, thing I'm in the Hip Hop Hall of Fame, on the is the plaques Old and chain, I named her Madam X She love big cannons, sex You better respect it, kid, we to set trip You get ya ripped, eyeballs are scoping I don't crack, I sell dopium Catch him at the podium, nah, he too fast X, behind the bulletproof glass You a Wu pass, a bag of that high Easy with the flicks, baby, I'm shy
[Hook: Man (George Clinton)] Get that money, God, keep your sharp (1-2-3-4)
We might to 8 Diagram one of y'all MC's We grind and we hustle for cheese Got our face on the of CD's, we off the hook W.T.C. y'all soft and Y'all not built like the Linx Clan that get CREAM And back down every time we sing Give us a hundred for a show, let us rock For more money, more chicks, private stock
They call me Streetlife, slap the Out ya mug, know ya place, you ain't thug, fix ya Throw a slug, a case Meanwhile, beat trial, on that cash cow Getting CREAM, however, a street know how blank, I'm pulling rank, calling shot, I got bank Pass the rock, my hot, hit 'em with the showshotter Peace to my ala mater, Wu-Tang block Never settle for less, promoters pay us top
[Hook: Man (George Clinton)] Get that money, God, keep your sword (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sharp (1-2-3-4)
[Outro: Clinton] The Clan'll talk, Calabama niggaz quit Talking that short dick shit, we was to be cool Only the clue's on the end of the stick Somebody let the out the cage Over-crowded police blood bimbo skeezer crackrock hoodrat Somebody let the monkeys out the Barney here is down to a dreadlock Armpit two Buckwheat's in a headlock Macy Gray's hair between leg lock Somebody let the monkeys out the Ya mother's so cross-eyed, she cry tears roll down her back Somebody let the out the cage Somebody let the monkeys out the [coughs] shit is strong, god damn, what you got in there? police blood bamboo bimbo Chickenhead skeezer hoodrat let the monkeys out the cage Ya mother's so cross-eyed, when she cry tears down her back Calabama niggaz all'll Talking that dick shit up, no loud speaker but I'm speaking loud Venacular ass kicking, truth got in crowd Shit, call me the lethal lip The linguistic, full metal of venacular ballistic Shooting out at the mouth without Chap or Here's a mothafucka, I didn't diaper rash I'm verbally toxic, metal-piercing, forked, hollow point Dum dum, pow, shot gattling gums on phonics, packing a vicious vocabulary Malicious, with and mayhem Fuck a dictionary, me the mic and I'll slay Them and literally poetic Pissing me the fuck off, me with that shit I a venacular foot so far up in ya ass You won't be able to verbal gas So far in ya ass that one of my will rise so far above ya head And you of a poetic ass kicking Leaving lyrical on your lungs, from a verbal hangnail That hung on my big toe, as I upward Kicking yo on ya eardrum, you hear some? Tap dance on ya tonsils, leaving kiwi polish on ya breath Cavity in ya best rhyme, and I'm the access on the Call me the proverbial menacing dentist With the drill, I got skills I could perform oral root It's unwise to with me ya wisdom teeth down ya throat Leaving you to On where it hurts, unspoken Tying down ya vocal cord and tight With toe jamming and ya mothafucking Fuck the shit...