Listen to C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) [Radio Mix] by Wu-Tang Clan

C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) [Radio Mix]

Wu-Tang Clan

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Wu-Tang Clan

Performer

4th Disciple

Scratches

Prince Rakeem

Programming

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Clifford Smith

Songwriter

Corey Woods

Songwriter

David Porter

Songwriter

Dennis Coles

Songwriter

Gary Grice

Songwriter

Isaac Hayes

Songwriter

Jason Hunter

Songwriter

Lamont Jody Hawkins

Lamont Jody Hawkins

Songwriter

Robert Diggs

Songwriter

Russell Jones

Songwriter

RZA

Arranger

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

RZA

Producer

Ethan Ryman

Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

[Verse 2]

I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side

Staying alive was no jive

Had secondhand's, Moms bounced on old man

Soon then we moved to Shaolin Land

A young youth, yo, rocking the gold tooth, Lo' goose

Only way I be getting a G off was drug loot

Unless it started like this, son

Rolling with this one and that one, pulling out gats for fun

But it was just a dream for the team

Who was a fiend, started smoking wool's at 16

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 on Wall Court

My life got no better, same damn Lo' sweater

Times is rough and tough like leather

Figured out I went the wrong route

So I got with a sick, tight clique and went all out

Catching keys from 'cross seas

Rolling in M.P.V.'s, every week, we made forty G

Yo, brothers respect mine, or here go the TEC-9

Ch-chick-BOW, move from the gate now

[Verse 3]

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

[Verse 4]

It's been twenty-two long hard years, I'm still struggling

Survival got me bugging but I'm alive on arrival

I peep at the shape of the streets

So stay awake to the ways of the world, **** deep

A man with the dream with plans to make cream, which failed

I went to jail at the age of 15

A young buck, selling drugs and such, who never had much

Trying to get a clutch on what I could not touch

The court played me, so now I face incarceration

Pacing, going upstate's my destination

Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

But as the world turned, I learned life is Hell

Living in the world no different from a cell

Every day I escape from Jake's giving chase

Selling base, smoking bones in the staircase

Though I don't know why I chose to smoke cess

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 a block that stays hot

Leave it up to me while I be living proof

To kick the truth to the young black youth

But shortys wanna wild, smoking cess, drinking beer

And ain't trying to hear what I'm kicking in his ear

Neglected for now, but yo, it gots to be accepted

That what?

That life is hectic

[Verse 5]

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill ya'll

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill ya'll

[Verse 6]

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

Cash rules everything around me, cream

Get the money, dollar dollar bill y'all

Yeah

Written by: Clifford Smith, Jason Hunter, Corey Woods

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