Rakim “Paid In Full” (over C.R.E.A.M.) feat. Dj J.Period
foto: c. 1987 Eric B. & Rakim @Wikipedia
Thinkin´ of a master plan
Cuz ain't nuthin´ but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper but still comin´ up with lint
So I start my mission- leave my residence
Thinkin´ how could I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuthin´ funny
Stop smiling, be still, don't nuthin´ move but the money
But now I learned to earn cos I'm righteous
I feel great! so maybe I might just
Search for a 9 to 5, if I strive
Then maybe I'll stay alive
So I walk up the street whistlin´ this
Feelin´ out of place cos, man, do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Eric B, and a nice big plate of
Fish, which is my favorite dish
But without no money it's still a wish
Cos I don't like to dream about gettin´ paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made
To now test to see if I got pull
Hit the studio, cos I'm paid in full
