作词 : DJ Polo, Kool G Rap
[00:02.99]DJ Polo, Kool G Rap

[00:44.39]Verse One:

[00:45.33]When I was five years old

[00:46.36]I realized there was a road

[00:47.66]At the end

[00:48.43]I will win lots of pots of gold

[00:50.61]Never took a break, never made a mistake

[00:52.83]Took time to create cos there's money to make

[00:54.84]To be a billionaire takes hard work for years

[00:57.20]Some nights

[00:57.95]I shedded tears while

[00:59.00]I sent up prayers

[00:59.95]Been through hard times, even worked part time

[01:01.98]In a keyfood store sweepin floors for dimes

[01:04.52]I was sort of a porter takin the next man's order

[01:07.08]Breakin my back for a shack for headquarters

[01:09.43]All my manpower for four bucks an hour

[01:11.95]Took the time,

[01:13.04]I wrote rhymes in the shower

[01:14.29]Shoes are scoffed cos the road gets rough

[01:16.70]But I'ma rock it til my pockets ain't stuffed enough

[01:18.94]All the freaks wouldn't speak cos my checks was weak

[01:21.40]They would turn the other cheek so

[01:22.69]I started to seek

[01:23.81]A way to get a play, and maybe one day

[01:26.10]I'll be performin up a storm for a decent pay

[01:28.58]No matter how it seems

[01:29.99]I always kept the dream

[01:31.06]All the girlies scream and suckas get creamed

[01:33.45]Dreamed about it for five years straight

[01:35.90]Finally I got a break and cut my first plate

[01:38.35]The road ain't yellow and there ain't no witches

[01:40.70]My name is

[01:41.46]Kool G Rap,

[01:42.00]I'm on the road to the riches

[01:52.10]Verse Two:

[01:52.89]I used to stand on the block sellin cooked up rock

[01:55.13]Money bustin out my sock cos

[01:56.47]I really would clock

[01:57.59]They were for kind of fiends bringin jackets and jeans

[01:59.96]Magazines, anything, just to hustle for beans

[02:02.33]The cash was comin fast, money grew like grass

[02:04.68]People hungry for the blast that don't even last

[02:07.09]Didn't want to be involved but the money will getcha

[02:09.59]Gettin richer and richer, the police took my picture

[02:12.04]But I still supplied, some people

[02:13.77]I knew died

[02:14.41]Murders and homicides for bottles of suicide

[02:16.92]Money, jewelry, livin like a star

[02:19.09]And I wasn't too far from a

[02:20.35]Jaguar car

[02:21.84]In a small-time casino, the town's

[02:23.54]Al Pacino

[02:24.43]For all of the girls, the pretty boy

[02:25.76]Valentino

[02:26.49]I shot up stores and

[02:27.62]I kicked down doors

[02:29.03]Collecting scars from little neighborhood wars

[02:31.36]Many legs

[02:32.02]I broke, many necks

[02:33.52]I choked And if provoked

[02:34.86]I let the pistol smoke

[02:36.21]Loyal members in a crew now down with the game

[02:38.41]Sellin nickels and dimes, sunshine or rain

[02:40.88]What I had was bad from my shoes to my pad

[02:43.14]In the first time in my life loanin money to dad

[02:45.65]Now the table's turned and my lifestyle switches

[02:48.06]My name is

[02:48.73]Kool G Rap,

[02:49.24]I'm on the road to the riches

[02:59.87]Verse Three: 

[03:00.40]A thug a-mugs? for drugs, he eventually bugs

[03:02.97]Lookin for crack on carpets and rugs ?

[03:05.12]The squealers tells? but the dealer still sells

[03:07.75]Little spoiled kids inheritin oil wells

[03:09.94]I was the type on the opposite side

[03:12.17]Of smokin the pipe, in a beef

[03:13.80]I got hype

[03:14.53]Cos rags to riches switches men to witches

[03:17.51]Become stitches, body bags in ditches

[03:19.37]Bloodshed,

[03:20.50]I painted the town red

[03:21.95]People fled as

[03:23.23]I put a dread's head to bed

[03:24.68]That mean's dead, in other words deceased

[03:26.85]Face got erased, bullets got released

[03:29.22]Bombs were planted, the kids were kidnapped

[03:31.63]In fact that was a way to get back

[03:34.05]At enemies who tried to clock

[03:36.22]G's on my block, now they forever knock

[03:38.48]Z's Plans of rampages went for ages

[03:41.09]Some got knocked and locked inside cages

[03:43.71]Some bit the dust for crumbs and crusts

[03:46.00]In God We

[03:46.73]Trust, now rots to rust

[03:48.40]Plus caps to cops, policeman drops

[03:50.66]You blew off his top when the pistol went pop

[03:53.05]Troopers, soldiers, rollin like boulders

[03:55.62]Eyes of hate and their hearts get colder

[03:57.99]Some young male put in jail

[04:00.38]His lawyer so good his bail is on sale

[04:02.59]Lookin at the hourglass, how long can this power last?

[04:05.28]Longer than my song but he already fell

[04:07.38]He likes to eat hardy, party

[04:09.62]Be like John

[04:10.40]Gotti, and drive a

[04:12.21]Maserati Rough in the ghetto, but in jail he's

[04:14.50]Jello Mellow, yellow fellow, tell or hell, hello

[04:17.27]One court date can turn an outlaw to an inmate

[04:20.09]But just ?stay?, ship him upstate by the

[04:22.15]Great Lakes

[04:22.68]And than a-wait and wait and wait

[04:24.35]Til he breaks, that's all it takes

[04:26.55]So he fakes to be a man, but he can't stand

[04:28.97]On his own two feet because now he's in a new land

[04:31.80]Rules are different and so is life

[04:33.89]When you think with a shank, talk with a knife

[04:36.23]Not my lifestyle so

[04:37.72]I made a U-turn

[04:38.57]More money

[04:39.30]I earn, more money to burn

[04:40.95]Pushin all buttons, pullin all switches

[04:43.59]My name is

[04:44.33]G. Rap, I'm on the road to the riches

















































































































































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