Common - Chapter 13 (Rich Man Vs. Poor Man) Lyrics
Let's talk about moneyYnot get the moneyCommon Sense want the moneyLet's talk about money[Common]I... be... the one they call PeteyI'm Poe, as Edgar AllenBut I'm a poet when I'm freestylin[Ynot]Egad it is I, master Ynot Never The LessFresh like air, well dressed, yes the LS's hereI appear on piers with my peersThe Imperial like margerin, I'm butterYes, fly like my Lear, I jet[Common]Lookin' at my fake Gucci, it's about that timeIt's time for some perculatorI circulate around the block blackSo give me a six-pack and a half of Harold's ChickenA good combinationWhen I get bubbly, I do it in moderationOne brew, one brew, I said one brew at a time[Ynot]Well I'm a two timer of women that are three times a ladyMay Sadie say Sade and may Ms. Goldberg say"Yo Whoopie, there it is."Call me E cause I equal MC squaredIn the Biz, Marks know I got the Kie, to get the girl's nosesopen like "The Vapors", more pub than the papersMore papers than the press, oh yes I gets paid[Common]Yes, check itI didn't grow grow up up po' po'but once you get grown, and out on your ownBills upon bills upon bills is what you haveBefore you get your check then you already spend halfSee I make money, money doesn't make meI'm a reflection of my section and my section 8[Ynot]EnoughI own 8 sections of the world, where I'm sexin' 8 girlsto have them comin' in (ohhh yes) 8 secondsI told Victoria her Secret you suck, like SucretsI Ultrawhite my secretery, I went to Tibetto bet on my horse you bet your lifeMine was better and now your deaderthan a (door knob) eeea wrong[Ynot] So what's your name?[Common] I'm the Com, the bro Com Sense And when I don't got scratch, I do feel tense And if you givin your papers to a broad youse a dummy[Ynot] Cause without no money "Ain't a damn thing funny" (scratched 3X)[Ynot]Rhymes I exchange like stock, I'm live like stockI rock like Prudential, making ha ha from OThat's mucho dinero, like Robert Deniro,I rob-berts Deniro, a hero like the sandwichA Man-wich has mills like Stephanie Mills, dills like pickles,I'm fancy man I tickles LIKE the FrenchNot Johnny but like a Bench I Press-On like LeeI Stan like Lee, while you Stagger like LeeMost likely I'll gagger that bullish I pull ish like a magnetor dragnet, I don't drag I gets net incomeYo bums I rush like adrenalineI'm royal when I flush, your highest hush'll get mushedlike a sleigh dog; I slay dogs who are under meI'm over man, call me Doberman, cause I'm a Pinscher of penniesthat's pretty, leave your city green from all the money I spent(What you do?) I stay fresh like a mint from mintI meant my mint, know what I mean? I'm niceReal friendly like an Officer, Friendly and a gentlemanFriendly like Neighbors, not Jimbut like Gomer I got Pyle's of lootAttention salute - I kill loot but won't diluteEven if I threw garbage on the ground I couldn't polluteMan, I'm too rich for that, biiitch! Ynot got the money[Common] So what's your name?[Ynot] I'm Ynot I own a mansion and a yacht (uh-huh) I got essentials and credentials and honies at my feet (come on) And when I walk the street, I'm never lookin bummy[Common] Cause without the money "Ain't a damn thing funny" (scratched 5X)[Common]Ynot.. let me tell ya a storyOkay it was a black man a white man and a Chinese manThe black man of course he was po' (yeah)The white man... he was rich (uh-huh)And the Chinese man, he owned a sto' (aight c'mon)Okay the black man lived on Beat StreetThe white man lived on Wall Streetand at the Chinese man's store is where they all meetNot really on the good footcause the white man kept steppin on the black man's toes (damn!)And in his shoes there were holesBut the white man didn't care;shit, he didn't have to wear it (uh uh)The scratch that he had, he got from his parents;with his tight ass, he woulda been poor white trash, but anywayeveryday the black man would ask him to spare changebut at him, the white man would stare strangeSo the black man got fed upcause wasn't nobody feedin him and feedin himAnd took red by his neck and started beatin him and beatin himThe Chinese man got 'noid and broke out like a peonAnd now the black man own the storeand the name of it is Leon's (what's that?)Barbeque that is..Rib tips, hotsauce, mild sauce, fries, and chicken[Common] So what's your name?[Ynot] I'm Ynot I own a mansion and a yacht (uh-huh) I got essentials and credentials and honies at my feet (come on) And when I walk the street, I'm never lookin bummy[Common] Cause without the money "Ain't a damn thing funny"[Ynot] Now what's your name?[Common] Well I'm the Com, the bro Com Sense And when I don't got scratch, I do feel tense And if you givin your papers to a broad youse a dummy[Ynot] Cause without no money "Ain't a damn thing funny" (scratched to end)[Ynot]Two thousand and thirteen shotCommon Sense and YNotUAk and Darian combinedWe rock while you rot.. no stress..
