Don't Let The Money Make You Lyrics - King Tee

I want to ask you, what is more important to you guys? 

All the money that you guys are talkin' about? 

Or the artform? Or, what is more important? The Lyrics? 

Or the leather sized stuff? 

I think, what we tryin' to do is device a way that the 

artform and the money is like on a equal level. 

You know what I mean, that, that like he said, is a fine 

line where gotta pleas the crowd or pleas the artists 

that are listenin' to you. And pleas the real hip-hop 

underground people that, that, that is looking for that 

you know, that real shit. It's only a certain way that 

that you can go up and doin' it 

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Xzibit keep it on deck 

Live, vinyl, CD or cassette 

Whatever you select 

I keep you bouncin' like a bad cheque 

See I should have a trigger tattooed on my neck 

To represent the heat that I repeat 

Now you can take the highs out of the beat 

But never take the rucked out of the rhyme 

Or tribalize, look into the eyes of the emotional 

Your whole style is promotional 

A dead giveaway to me is just another business day 

Xzibit here to stay 

My life, a tribute to the A.K, 

you wanna play 

A situation only one man can walk away from 

The same way he came 

When I spit flame, it spits flames like your middlename 

So why do I say fuck the fame 

Because it come and go 

The industry's a pet without refused to be that gigolo 

I put the dope in, got fo's and tatoos 

Niggas make ya money 

But let the money make you 

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We make, make money, money 

Take's money to survive 

The meanin' of life with statted chips is stay alive 

Cause it's all about the C-notes 

Gonna be fuckin' when you're rollin' this too 

Don't let the money make you 

It's Soopafly, 

comin' with that gangsta shit 

That shit that only gangstas be gettin' gangsta with 

The pimps, hustlers and the players know the rank I get 

Never have to get no money from the bank, I get shit 

I Stomp down your whole compound 

Takin' all the shots 

Device from the few I'm rise 

Let the others drop 

I elevate 

Who drop when a dime never got me straight 

I'm still goin' for broke 

I push you to the stroke 

And one man loc and say high 

Smokin' to keep an open, mind 

Focus on military time provokin' 

The G in me, nigga 

(?) when he tried to step the Soopafly 

AZ you are shit 

Now gettin' down with the Pound 

Now who can shake it till it break ground 

Many motherfuckers are greedy 

There's only one thing needed like E.D.I, Amin / I mean business 

When it comes to the cash, I'm movin' quick 

(Xzibit: Any other nigga eat a dick) 

Fuck type shit 

Make ya step back 

Soopafly, hit like crack 

Life is a jet 

Maintainin' the top figures deliver 

The raw, rugged likwidation that be runnin' the river 

Now, whether if a nigga step up 

Be prepared to kick your rap up 

Try to die in line for you cheque, huh nigga 

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So when I die, 

bury me upside-down 

So the whole world can kiss my ass 

Live fast 

Sippin' from my bottomless glass of Hennessy, straight 

So I catch you (?) 

Xzibit comin' down like a saint 

So prepare for the judgement day 

Be careful what the fuck you say 

Rhyme these parts 

Amadeus and Mozart, 

the love for the arts and crash 

Paragraphs to bust niggas in half 

That's what I fuck with 

(?) time to get my duck sit 

Miss me if you try to make a buck with 

I mean a quick buck, only got bad luck 

Black cash every black trash 

Never relax, never get attached to anything 

That's not gonna hand so life 

I come back like Christ 

Pacific natural ice 

With Sharif makin' sure R&B, was well done 

Might live by the gun, 

but keep livin' through my livin' son 

x4 

We make, make, money, money, make, money, money, money 

We take money, take money, take money, money, money 

Don't let this money make you