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Common - "Chatper 13 (Rich Man Vs. Poor Man)"
Lyrics to Chatper 13 (Rich Man Vs. Poor Man) : Lets talk about money Ynot get the money Common Sense want the money Lets talk about money [Common Sense] I... be... the one they call Petey Im Poe, as Edgar Allen But Im a poet when Im freestylin [Ynot] Egad it is I, master Ynot Never The Less Fresh like air, well dressed, yes the LSs here I appear on piers with my peers The Imperial like margerin, Im butter Yes, fly like my Lear, I jet [Common Sense] Lookin at my fake Gucci, its about that time Its time for some perculator I circulate around the block black So give me a six-pack and a half of Harolds Chicken A good combination When I get bubbly, I do it in moderation One brew, one brew, I said one brew at a time [Ynot] Well Im a two timer of women that are three times a lady May Sadie say Sade and may Ms. Goldberg say "Yo Whoopie, there it is." Call me E cause I equal MC squared In the Biz, Marks know I got the Kie, to get the girls noses open like "The Vapors", more pub than the papers More papers than the press, oh yes I gets paid [Common Sense] Yes, check it I didnt grow grow up up po po but once you get grown, and out on your own Bills upon bills upon bills is what you have Before you get your check then you already spend half See I make money, money doesnt make me Im a reflection of my section and my section 8 [Ynot] Enough I own 8 sections of the world, where Im sexin 8 girls to have them comin in (ohhh yes) 8 seconds I told Victoria her Secret you suck, like Sucrets I Ultrawhite my secretery, I went to Tibet to bet on my horse you bet your life Mine was better and now your deader than a (door knob) eeea wrong [Ynot] So whats your name' [Comm] Im the Com, the bro Com Sense And when I dont got scratch, I do feel tense And if you givin your papers to a broad youse a dummy [Ynot] Cause without no money "Aint a damn thing funny" (scratched 3X) [Ynot] Rhymes I exchange like stock, Im live like stock I rock like Prudential, making ha ha from O Thats mucho dinero, like Robert Deniro, I rob-berts Deniro, a hero like the sandwich A Man-wich has mills like Stephanie Mills, dills like pickles, Im fancy man I tickles LIKE the French Not Johnny but like a Bench I Press-On like Lee I Stan like Lee, while you Stagger like Lee Most likely Ill gagger that bullish I pull ish like a magnet or dragnet, I dont drag I gets net income Yo bums I rush like adrenaline Im royal when I flush, your highest hushll get mushed like a sleigh dog; I slay dogs who are under me Im over man, call me Doberman, cause Im a Pinscher of pennies thats pretty, leave your city green from all the money I spent (What you do') I stay fresh like a mint from mint I meant my mint, know what I mean' Im nice Real friendly like an Officer, Friendly and a gentleman Friendly like Neighbors, not Jim but like Gomer I got Pyles of loot Attention salute - I kill loot but wont dilute Even if I threw garbage on the ground I couldnt pollute Man, Im too rich for that, biiitch! Ynot got the money [Comm] So whats your name' [Ynot] Im Ynot I own a mansion and a yacht (uh-huh) I got essentials and credentials and honies at my feet (come on) And when I walk the street, Im never lookin bummy [Comm] Cause without the money "Aint a damn thing funny" (scratched 5X) [Common] Ynot.. let me tell ya a story Okay it was a black man a white man and a Chinese man The black man of course he was po (yeah) The white man... he was rich (uh-huh) And the Chinese man, he owned a sto (aight cmon) Okay the black man lived on Beat Street The white man lived on Wall Street and at the Chinese mans store is where they all meet Not really on the good foot cause the white man kept steppin on the black mans toes (damn!) And in his shoes there were holes But the white man didnt care; shit, he didnt have to wear it (uh uh) The scratch that he had, he got from his parents; with his tight ass, he woulda been poor white trash, but anyway everyday the black man would ask him to spare change but at him, the white man would stare strange So the black man got fed up cause wasnt nobody feedin him and feedin him And took red by his neck and started beatin him and beatin him The Chinese man got noid and broke out like a peon And now the black man own the store and the name of it is Leons (whats that') Barbeque that is.. Rib tips, hotsauce, mild sauce, fries, and chicken [Comm] So whats your name' [Ynot] Im Ynot I own a mansion and a yacht (uh-huh) I got essentials and credentials and honies at my feet (come on) And when I walk the street, Im never lookin bummy [Comm] Cause without the money "Aint a damn thing funny" [Ynot] Now whats your name' [Comm] Well Im the Com, the bro Com Sense And when I dont got scratch, I do feel tense And if you givin your papers to a broad youse a dummy [Ynot] Cause without no money "Aint a damn thing funny" (scratched to end) [Ynot] Two thousand and thirteen shot Common Sense and YNot UAk and Darian combined We rock while you rot.. no stress.. [ Chatper 13 (Rich Man Vs. Poor Man) Lyrics ]
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