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50 Cent – Straight To The Bank

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Straight To The Bank’s Lyric

[Intro]
Yeah!!! When I’m out in N.Y. boy it’s blunts and Phillies
When I’m out in L.A. boy it’s wraps and swishes
Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster s**t
Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster s**t

[Verse 1:]
I’m in my Lambo maggot, my fo’ fo’ faggot
Doors lift up I’m like Go Go Gadget
See the s**t I got on, homey I hate too
My Teflon arm brought my government issues
I’ll hit your vertebrate bullets rip through tissues
Your wife on the futon hugging that s**tsu
Homey you a b**ch you got feminine ways
Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days
I got fo’ fifths and bananas on the K’s
And got more whips than a runaway slave
Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades
When I made fifty mill, Em got paid
When I made sixty mill, Dre got paid
When I made eighty mill, Jimmy got paid
I ain’t even gotta rap now life is made
Said I ain’t even gotta rap, I’m filthy mayne

[Chorus:]
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing

[Verse 2:]
I see nothing but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll
I got the kind of money that the bank can’t hold
Got it off the street moving bundles and loads
Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll
Breeze pass with the EZ Pass f**k the toll
No more platinum I’m wearing gold
I’m internationally known as the kid with the flow
That brings enough dough it’s never enough dough
Shit I need mo’ I need s**t out the sto’
Baby ble was cold fresh out the flo’
Stashbox by the dashbox in case they want war
Make the purple bring the green in f**k the law
I’m oh so raw, I’m hot I’m sure
I’m like the coolest motherf**ker around the globe boy
I set the club on fire I told ya
I’m the general salute me soldier

[Chorus:]
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)
I’m laughing

[Outro:]
Now work it out now, shorty work it out, work it out
I wanna see you, break it down
Now back it up now, you know what I’m about
It’s like a bank job I’m in and I’m out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out

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30 Seconds To Mars – From Yesterday

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From Yesterday’s Lyric

He’s a stranger to some
And a vision to none
He can never get enough,
Get enough of the one

For a fortune he’d quit
But it’s hard to admit
How it ends and begins
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
From yesterday, it’s coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn’t want to read the message here

On a mountain he sits, not of gold but of sin
through the blood he can look, see the life that he took
From the council of one
He’ll decide what he’s done with the innocent

On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)

From yesterday, it’s coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn’t want to read the message
He doesn’t want to read the message
Doesn’t want to read the message here

On his face is a map of the world

From yesterday, it’s coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn’t want to read the message here
From yesterday,
From yesterday,
From yesterday, the fear
From yesterday,
From yesterday
But he doesn’t want to read the message
But he doesn’t want to read the message
But he doesn’t want to read the message here

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2 Pac – Ghetto Gospel

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Ghetto Gospel’s Lyric

Uhh,
Hit them with a little ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John:]
Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior without the sound of guns

[2Pac]
If I could recollect before my hood days
I’d sit and reminisce, thinking of bliss of the good days
I stop and stare at the younger, my heart goes to ‘em
They tested, it was stress that they under
And nowadays things changed
Everyone’s ashamed to the youth cause the truth looks strange
And for me it’s reversed, we left them a world that’s cursed, and it hurts
’cause any day they’ll push the button
and you all condemned like Malcolm X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothing
Don’t them let me get teary, the world looks dreary
but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
there’s no need for you to fear me
if you take your time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
it ain’t about black or white, cause we’re human
I hope we see the light before its ruined
my ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John]

[2Pac]
Tell me do you see that old lady ain’t it sad
Living out a bag, but she’s glad for the little things she has
And over there there’s a lady, crack got her crazy
Guess she’s given birth to a baby
I don’t trip and let it fade me, from outta the frying pan
We jump into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged
Wonder if they take it all back while I still keep the courage
I refuse to be a role model
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles
I make mistakes, I learn from everyone
And when it’s said and done
I bet this Brother be a better one
If I upset you, don’t stress
Never forget, that God hasn’t finished with me yet
I feel his hand on my brain
When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang
But am I less holy
’cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace
We gotta find peace and end the war on the streets
My ghetto gospel

[Chorus - Elton John]

[2Pac]
Lord can you hear me speak!!
To pay the price of being hell bound…

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