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Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M.

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Album: Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)
Released: 1993

C.R.E.A.M. Lyrics

What that nigga want God?
Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggas got garbage down the way, word up
Know what I'm sayin'?
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get)
Yeah, check this ol' fly shit out
Word up
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we here we go
(Dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo!

I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive
At second hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
And let's start it like this son, rollin' with this one
And that one, pullin' out gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin' woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin' keys from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Wu from the gate now

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all

It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not, could not,
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin' going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
Smokin' bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin' beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what? That life is hectic

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all

Writer/s: JONES, JASPA / BLANK, PIET / KAUFHOLD, ANDREAS
Publisher: Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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C.R.E.A.M. Song Chart

"C.R.E.A.M.," an acronym for Cash Rules Everything Around Me, is the third single from the hip-hop group's debut album. Method Man, Raekwon, and Inspectah Deck share their stories of survival growing up in the slums and running drugs on the streets, "livin' in the world no different from a cell," in the hope to "kick the truth to the young black youth."

This song has had an enduring influence on rappers. Method Man's hook, "Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M., Get the money; dollar, dollar bill, y'all," and other references pop up in countless rap songs. Everyone from The Notorious B.I.G. and 2Pac to Kanye West, Nas, and Drake have incorporated send-ups to the song on their own tracks. Eminem also included it on the soundtrack to this 2002 film, 8 Mile.

This samples the Charmels' 1967 song "As Long As I've Got You."

Fifteen years after its release, this song was certified gold in 2009.

This also landed at #32 on the R&B charts and #17 on the Hot Rap Singles chart.

This is referenced in Wyclef Jean's "Sweetest Girl (Dollar Bill)," when guest Akon raps in the chorus: "I'mma tell you, like Wu told me, cash rules everything around me, singing dolla dolla bill y'all."

Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang Clan Ain't

Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Lyrics and Youtube Music Videos

Album: Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)
Released: 1993

Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Lyrics

Tiger style, tiger style, yo, huh, huh

Wu-Tang Clan Ain't nuthing ta fuck wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit

There's noplace to hide once I step inside the room
Dr.Doom, prepare for the boom, bam
Aw, man, I slam jam, now scream like Tarzan

I be tossing, enforcing my style is awesome
I'm causing more Family Feud's than Richard Dawson
And the survey said, ya dead
Fatal Flying Guillotine, chops off your fuckin' head

MZA who was that? Aiyyo, the Wu is back
Making niggaz go, bo, bo, like on Super Cat
Me fear no one, oh no, here come
The Wu-Tang shogun killer to the eardrum

Put the needle to the groove, I gets rude and I'm forced to fuck it up
My style carries like a pickup truck
Across the clear blue yonder seek the China Sea
I slam tracks like quarterbacks sacks from L.T.

Now why try and test the Rebel INS
Blessed since the birth I earth slam your best
'Cause I bake the cake then take the cake
And eat it too with my crew while we head state to state

And if you want beef then bring the ruckus
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit
Straight from the motherfucking slums that's busted
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit

Hyah, steppin' on, step up boy, represent, chop his head off kid

The Meth will come out tomorrow
Styles is wild, berserk, bizarro
Flow with more afro than Rollo
Coming to a fork in the road which way to go just follow

Method the Legend, niggaz is Sleepy Hollow
In fact I'm a hard act to follow
I dealt for dolo, Bogart coming on through
Niggaz is like, oh, my God not you

Yes, I come to get a slice of the punk and the pie
Rather do than die check my flava
Coming from the RZA which is short for the razor
Who make me reminisce true like Deja Vu

I'm rubber, niggaz is like glue
Whatever you say rubs off me sticks to you

Tiger style, tiger style

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit

Ahh, hah, yeah, representing Brooklyn Queens
Long Island, Manhattan Bronx, the Rugged Lands of Shaolin
Niggaz, from Virginia, Atlanta our boys in Ohio
Coming through with the crazy, why, oh, why, oh, yo

Niggaz, from the Source my man Kelly Moon from the Gavin
Rod Strickland, Jason stay in, yeah, true, true
My nigga, it's going Down boy we ain't nuthing to fuck wit
The whole Texas mob, the Chicago mob
Niggaz, from Detroit fucking California squadron

Coming through knahmsayin'
The whole fucking West coast to the whole East
Niggaz, from D.C. down in Maryland
All the way over there in Morgan State
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit

All over the whole fucking globe coming through boy
Peace to the fucking Zulu Nation
Peace to all the Gods and the Earths, word is born
Wu-Tang Clan chopping heads boy it ain't safe no more, Peace

Tiger style, tiger style
Tiger style, tiger style
Tiger style, tiger style
Tiger style, tiger style

Writer/s: COLES, DENNIS DAVID / DIGGS, ROBERT F. / GRICE, GARY E. / HAWKINS, LAMONT / HUNTER, JASON / JONES, RUSSELL T. / SMITH, CLIFFORD / WOODS, COREY
Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Song Chart

A track from Wu-Tang Clan's first album, this song finds the rappers flexing their lyrical muscles and putting other rappers on notice. Wu-Tang leader RZA explained: "The most important thing that people need to know about us? That Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthin' to f--k wit. Lyrically, no-one can f--k with us. It's gonna take another generation to match our rhymes."

The "Tiger Style" sample comes from a 1977 kung fu movie called Executioners from Shaolin, in which a man trained in the tiger style of kung fu is killed, but avenged by his son, who learns that style to defeat the killer.

The group makes many references to martial arts in their songs; they are named for a 1983 movie called Shaolin and Wu Tang, and often refer to their hometown of Staten Island as "Shaolin Island."

Method Man co-produced this track with RZA, who takes the first verse. The second verse is rapped by Inspectah Deck, and Method Man comes on for the third.