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

Este tema es una versión de C.R.E.A.M., que popularizó Wu-Tang Clan
Cash Rules Everything Around Me

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Tempo: variable (alrededor de 90 BPM)

Tonalidad idéntica al original: FA♯m

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Duración: 04:20 - Escuchar en: 02:37

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Fecha de publicación: 1994
Géneros: Rap & Hip-Hop, En inglés
Compositor original: Clifford Smith, Robert F Diggs, Isaac Lee Hayes, David Porter, Corey Woods, Jason Hunter, Gary E Grice, Lamont Hawkins, Ghostface Killah, Russell T Jones

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Letra C.R.E.A.M.

What that nigga want, God?
Word up
Look out for the cops though
Wu-Tang five finger shit
Word up
Two for fives over here baby
Word up
Two for fives niggas got garbage down the way
Word up
Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah
Check this old fly shit out
Word up
Take you on a natural joint
Here we here we go
Check this shit yo
I grew up on the crime side the New York Times side
Stayin' alive was no jive
Had secondhands
Mom's bounced on old man
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth yo rockin' the gold tooth 'lo goose
Only way I begin the G 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 runnin' up in gates and doin' hits for high stakes
Makin' 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
Stickin' up white boys in ball courts
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-ass clique and went all out
Catchin' keys from 'cross seas
Rollin' in MPV's every week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine or here go the TEC-9
Ch-chick-pow!
Move from the gate now
It's been twenty-two long hard years I'm 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 cream
Which failed I went to jail at the age of fifteen
A young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had much
Tryin' to get a clutch at what I could not
The court played me short now I face incarceration
Pacin' goin' upstate's my destination
Handcuffed in the 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
Livin' in the world no different from a cell
Every day 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 workin' hard may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stick-up kids corrupt cops and crack rocks
And stray shots all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's runnin' wild smokin' sess drinkin' beer
And ain't tryin' to hear what I'm kickin' in his ear
Neglected for now but yo it gots to be accepted
That what?
That life is hectic
Niggas got to do what they got to do to get through
Know what I'm sayin'?
Because you can't just get by no more
Word up you gotta get over straight up and down

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