Lloyd Banks - Money Crime lyrics

[Verse 1] Cheffing up continuous rapper raps in my melting pot Injuries consecutive, snapping necks 'cause I'm felt a lot Mix me in with the great names, weirdo ones on the shelf to rot Bread in the box is hot with no car swaps We were dealt the block I'm rollin This emcee's chosen, your end piece open Always cooking, look at the Benz he’s smokin' Cement we toting Broken from foul disappointment since youth Our only choice is fix truth Listen, my voice will hit roofs, record in a bulletproof booth Birds in ya movement soon as you pull a few coupes Turn to snotty, your stuck-up tight is group loose A shotty to your deuce deuce Back on my worse behavior, the don who raised ya Hoping a legend takes a shot at me, bet my response is greater Somebody quote me, I'll be back for the trophy, beyond creative None of them really how they making it seem, peons persuasive Been all your life you witness something this cool, freons and tanks If I get the black and foul reaction You're boring really, the crowds relaxin' [Chorus] Counted a n***a out, but you f**ed up and got a survivor It takes a check to go to war, let's take it dollar for dollar We strategize with discipline, won’t break the mind of a rider Giant in the game of little n***as, watch me f**ing tower Money, crime and s**, time to stretch on a private jet Hundred thousand neck, hail the vets, give me my respect Stumbling out the 'jets, headed to the tops what I expect Put that on the set, stomp competition for rec [Verse 2] Here’s your overdose of reality The ghetto made me sharp, carve my anatomy Gem star to your writing arm, what a tragedy Stronger, I get the break from these demons harder They grabbing me, battle 'em with the powers to be Bomb in the traffic free, terrorize your rap entry Sing along with catastrophe, n***as never been half of me I split apart they lacking G, hoopties outta my f**ing lane Wanted timer designer his buckle frames Not many can hang, maybe a couple names Pencil me married to clarity, check my knuckle game Bars climb through hard times, coming in clutch, my crutch is pain Cancerous critics done tampered with it, no f**s remain f** 'em all with a pa**ion, I’m cla**ic CD deluxe and frame, I’m living My flow is like a S6 with the kit in, the world in my palms Two decades too long, juggling women Got stones jumping in rhythm Ice package, my wrist rocky Spotlight in my ear chaing hitting like big papi [Chorus] Counted a n***a out, but you f**ed up and got a survivor It takes a check to go to war, let's take it dollar for dollar We strategize with discipline, won’t break the mind of a rider Giant in the game of little n***as, watch me f**ing tower Money, crime and s**, time to stretch on a private jet Hundred thousand neck, hail the vets, give me my respect Stumbling out the 'jets, headed to the tops what I expect Put that on the set, stomp competition for rec Counted a n***a out, but you f**ed up and got a survivor It takes a check to go to war, let's take it dollar for dollar We strategize with discipline, won’t break the mind of a rider Giant in the game of little n***as, watch me f**ing tower Money, crime and s**, time to stretch on a private jet Hundred thousand neck, hail the vets, give me my respect Stumbling out the 'jets, headed to the tops what I expect Put that on the set, stomp competition for rec