[Raekwon & Method Man]
What that nigga want, God?
Word up, look out for the cops though (Wu-Tang five finger shit, fam)
Cash rules-

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´?
Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.M. get-
Yeah, check this old fly shit out, word up
(Cash rules everything around me) Take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money)
(Dollar dollar bill, y´all) Here we, here we go, check this shit, yo

[Raekwon]
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 16
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

[Method Man]
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

[Inspectah Deck]
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 tryna hear what I´m kickin´ in his ear
Neglected for now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what? That life is hectic

[Method Man & Inspectah Deck]
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar dollar bill, y´all
Cash rules everything around me (My niggas gots to do what they gotta do)
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar dollar bill, y´all (To get through, know what I´m sayin´?)
Cash rules everything around me (Because you can´t just get by no more)
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar dollar bill, y´all (Word up, you gotta get over, straight up and down)
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar dollar bill, y´all

[ Method Man]
Yeah, yeah
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-all-all, yeah