American Dream - Children Of The Corn/Mase.mp3

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[00:14.825]Crooked corrupted criminal crime boss with cream
[00:17.307]C0caine hustler, blowing out the brains of busters
[00:20.206]Be in my mansion chillin', inhalin' the ganja smoke
[00:23.132]Counting mad cream, weighin' tons of c0ke
[00:25.849]Guarded by thugs and Rottweilers
[00:27.703]I flood the streets with drugs and clock dollars
[00:29.845]N!ggas get plugged when my Glock hollers
[00:32.092]Skunk smokers, Philly and Owl ripper
[00:34.547]Cristal sipper, I've been a willy for a while n!gga
[00:37.917]'Gruff got hoes, the man with all the nachos
[00:40.634]Expensive hot clothes, drop top Rolls
[00:43.455]East coast, West coast, fiends overdose
[00:46.250]'Gruff get the cream with my team and I'm ghost
[00:48.915]This money be temptin' me, to jump out the MPV
[00:51.762]Empty three clips of hollow tips with no sympathy
[00:54.636]Since 14, I sold m0rphine for more green
[00:57.796]Kept d0pe in a Nautica coat under the drawsting
[01:00.800]And watched out for cops, squad cars, and Beemers
[01:03.543]And laundry ninas, flee the country to Argentina
[01:06.443]Laid back in the beach (yeah) coastin' with commuters
[01:09.264]Smokin' the buddahs on the cruiseline boat to Aruba
[01:11.981]For a while, yo; pump the vowel so I can pile dough
[01:15.220]Then become a Harlem kingpin just like Alpo'
[01:18.093]Get paid so I can lay low in San Diego
[01:20.941]With yayo so I can ship it out whenever I say so
[01:23.527]Yo! Makin' this money is the American Dream
[01:26.766]East Coast to West Coast, you know what I mean
[01:29.378]Whether it's Uptown, Downtown; you pick the scene
[01:32.173]You gots to get your own scheme
[01:33.636]We ain't splittin' this cream
[01:35.125]Yo! I'mma run hysterically, till they bury me
[01:37.659]Count numerically,hills of Beverly
[01:39.775]More grands than cherokee; president like Eric B., and Rakim
[01:43.563]Drug game, I'm top ten; locked in? Right now its not an option
[01:47.220]And those who creep got the Mac in the heat
[01:49.519]They got the five-inch screens in the back of the seat
[01:52.523]And now they got this daddy raggin'
[01:54.482]Last year, had me saggin', wasn't ready
[01:56.415]When Heavy was back, tossed me in the paddywagon
[01:58.975]But ain't nobody out here stoppin' love
[02:00.960]Cause we was twelve years old in the Cotton Club, poppin' bub'
[02:04.618]So all the fame without the fortune; goddamn, you wrong
[02:07.230]Killa kid Cam-e-ron surviving in the Amazon
[02:10.051]Yo! I leave you dazed and froze
[02:11.644]With all kinds of amazing flows
[02:13.029]Money surrounded I counted
[02:14.335]While bathing with Asian hoes
[02:15.772]Back home n!ggas is after me
[02:17.365]I'm back to sea, sippin' daquiris
[02:19.429]C0ke factory, fiends baggin' up crack for me
[02:21.754]From cutting up rocks to investing in stocks
[02:24.262]Nautica yachts, and knots busting outta my socks
[02:27.083]Now that Bloods play the chub
[02:28.650]All the ladies love me, they hate who made me hubby
[02:31.498]Behind my back they say my baby's ugly
[02:33.587]Each night I sleep, with freaks with Lamborghini jeeps
[02:35.886]Neighbors be sneaking peeks, how my ***** leaks, between the sheets
[02:39.230]Mess up my loot, I cut your collars, Juan
[02:41.555]Cause these is modern times, and the only thing I see is dollar signs
[02:44.689]Yo! Makin' this money is the American Dream
[02:47.824]East Coast to West Coast, you know what I mean
[02:50.332]Whether it's Uptown, Downtown; you pick the scene
[02:53.231]You gots to get your own scheme
[02:54.694]We ain't splittin' this cream
[02:55.556]Check it! To be seen clean in the mean Beam
[02:58.273]Is every team's dream; Big L's a cream fiend
[03:00.885]With more green than Springsteen
[03:02.348]You know I'm crazy quick to smack a groupie
[03:04.673]I'm known to mack a hoochie
[03:06.084]Do I got stacks of lucci (Absolutely!)
[03:08.200]Harlem kids is known for felonies
[03:10.159]And sellin' keys, pushin 300Z's
[03:12.301]GS3's, and puffin' trees
[03:14.182]These G's breeze while DTs
[03:15.984]Be yellin, 'freeze!', we stash cheese
[03:17.787]And keep a pocket full of centuries
[03:19.902]Ayo, I'm set for the rest of my life
[03:22.123]Some clown that laid the threat cause I had s-e-x with his wife
[03:25.127]I stuck my tool to his brain, said "act a fool and get slain”
[03:27.896]N!gga, yo' b!tch chose me, you know the rules to the game
[03:30.848]Yo! Makin' this money is the American Dream
[03:34.113]East Coast to West Coast, you know what I mean
[03:36.673]Whether it's Uptown, Downtown; you pick the scene
[03:39.494]You gots to get your own scheme
[03:41.088]We ain't splittin' this cream
[03:42.524]Yo! Makin' this money is the American Dream
[03:45.685]East Coast to West Coast, you know what I mean
[03:48.167]Whether it's Uptown, Downtown; you pick the scene
[03:51.040]You gots to get your own scheme
[03:52.556]We ain't splittin' this cream
[03:54.097]Yea What? Harlem on the Rise
[03:58.642]BloodShed, Killa Kam
[04:01.098]Six Figures, Cee-O-Cee, Chuck Blassie
[04:06.113]My Man man Mase, the Bad Boy
[04:09.143]Uptown, McGruff
[04:11.181]Big L, 139, NFL, 140
[04:16.379]Uptown n!gga
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