Money, Power & Respect

See I believe in money, power and respect
First you get the money
Then you get the muthafuckin' power
After you get the fuckin' power, muthafuckas will respect you

It's the key to life
Money, power, and respect, whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect, you'll be eatin' right
Money, power, and respect, help you sleep at night
You'll see the light, it's the key to life
Money, power, and respect, whatchu' need in life
Money, power, and respect, you'll be eatin' right
Money, power, and respect, money, power, and respect
Money, power, and respect

Ayo, my whole clique bout it, bout it
We take yours while you pout about it
Truck, step out, the whores wanna crowd around it
You could see me on optimum TV
Go in your bathroom turn the light out, scream
Bloody Mary, 1, 2, 3
Sheek ain't your usual friend
About to set you up like Keyser and walk straight at the end
I'm done wit' ice and charms
I'm tryin' my whole casket when I'm gone
Pull up wit' class on the don'
Once I meet em' I greet em'
Kiss his feet for freedom
Tell em' thank you lord
Cuz on Earth I was gettin' bored
Now resurrect me back to this cat called Sheek
So I can make this album
And get back the cats that's weak
Two-thirty, six two
Me bust for you that's like a cat versus a pitbull
Gun, know clip full, keep hunger
And plan for the future, cause you figure
You gon' be older
Way longer than you gon' be younger

Only time could tell how the clock ticks
I'm really loved here but I'm still a hostage
Two personalities check the posture
Smoke out the mouth clear out the nostrils
You think of death but the life seem scary
I'm past the graveyard seein' people Hail Mary
I ain't chillin til' I'm out parachutin'
Race my man in mountain climbin' for about ten diamonds
Twenty five thousand a piece
Fuck streets
Tryin' to own the island
Forget about wilin'
Try ridin' in the car that be glidin'
If I showed you where I lived you would think I was hidin'
Sling dick to chicks that don't speak English
Wake up in Trinidad, like fuckin' em rich
Come back, private jet
Live on set, if you can shit gold, I can spit baguettes

Yo nothin' but the hotness
Whenever we drop this
Monotonous for ya'll to keep hatin'
Cause ya'll never gon' stop us
I keep my rocks spotless
And my hoes topless
Take time try to figure out who da Lox is
Fear no one
Kick rhymes like Shoguns
You scared to blow one
Get robbed wit' your own gun
If I don't respect you I'mma check you
And if I don't kiss you I'mma peck you
Right before I wet you
I sneeze on tracks an' bless you
I'm special
And if you like workin' out
Then I'm gon' stretch you
Husslin' is dead but we still get red
Turn the spots in the bakeries to get back bread
And ya'll said my money's spent
But it's in the Bent'
So when the Feds come, the dogs can't get a scent
For my story, self-explanatory
That I'm the hottest thing on the street
And yall ain't got nothin' for me

This is a beat that I can freak to
Just drop the reals
Plus a nigga wit' the ill
Ya'll niggas know my skills
Ass from the grills get em' up
Split em' up, wet em' up
And watch em' come get em' up
Set em' up
When you do dirt, you get dirt
Bitch, I'll make your shit hurt
Step back like I did worse
This ain't no fuckin' game
You think I'm playin', till you layin'
To where, the junkyard decayin'
Mom's at home prayin' that you comin' home
But you not, cause you sittin' up in the trunk
Startin' to rot
And hell is hot, I know because I'm here now Baby
It's goin' down baby
Get the full pound baby
And let off up in a nigga
Especially if he think he bigger
Than my muthafuckin' trigger
Did I, can I get my
Is it gone, DMX represent for one time
It's on