C.R.E.A.M. (feat. MC仁)
歌手:群星
專輯:Freespace Mixtape Vol. 3
2020-12-30|西洋音樂
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C.R.E.A.M. (feat. MC仁)

Cash rules everything around me

C R E A M
Get the money!

Dolla dolla bills y'all!
Dolla dolla bills y'all!

We can trace back to cash and fiduciary
Conflict
Every slug to the bonnet

War and conquest

Pillage a populous for the ore in the continent
Bronze, iron, gold, platinum, oil or diamonds

Spoils of violence

The toil of tyrants

Smiling at the scene of the crime

With no conscience

Hoping that you're blind to the lie told in the
Fine print
Souls sold for a dime

More in line behind them

More grindin
More time in g.R.E.E.D.

Get rich exploit everyone and die when

Cash rules everything around me
C R E A M
Get the money!

Dolla dolla bills y'all!
Dolla dolla bills y'all!
Dolla dolla bills y'all!
Dolla dolla bills y'all!

我並唔認同你講既一切一切
但我會捍衛 即使死不眼閉
並唔認為你所謂既需要勀制
會帶黎公平 肯定壓倒一切

屈服於錢幣唔怕照肺
見義貴一樣照吠 正義係不顧一切
唔怕揭穿虛偽 持續性繼續警世
唔會感到孤獨 為自由不枉一世


我知道世事冇絕對既對與錯
但係我 亦無需要對號入座
我憤怒你無需要大驚小怪

咁報導唔可以當做表態

America

Land off the free and opportunity

Still on the back of these minorities

So we got no choice but to beast

'Cause we eat to live not live to eat

Sing

Cash rules everything around me

C R E A M
Get the money!

Dolla dolla bills y'all!
Dolla dolla bills y'all!
Dolla dolla bills y'all!
Dolla dolla bills y'all!

I ride for the survivors

The god incarnates

Who hide god knows what

Behind their garments

And try to spark it

Supply the market

And made their rise in the us of a's armpit
Where the funk is on

On some agent orange shit

Warfare galore yeah chaos carnage

Where them little babies gotta play regardless
But can't shoulder the pain

So their arms are harnessed

They grow to be gunslingers

With a king kong complex
Gorillas in the mist

Acp in the armrest
Shooting into the fog

For bleeding a target

Miss their mark

Hit a kid inside an apartment

Paramedics can't get his heart to start

No faux pas about it ‘cause the hearts are
Hardened

Cash rules everything around me

C R E A M
Get the money!

Dolla dolla bills y'all!
Dolla dolla bills y'all!
Dolla dolla bills y'all!

V do D A T
I'm from the land of slick talkers

Sick script authors

The youth fit coffins a lil too often
Move to get profits with very few bosses

Do what they got to do in lieu of they fathers

Dolla dolla bills, y'all

Cash rules everything around me