Money On My Brain - Kool G. Rap

featuring B1  (MF) Grimm 

Ninety five  keep it live 
Yeah to make papers  knahmsayin? 
Motherfuckin Kool G. Rap and B1 
and my motherfuckin man Grimm 
Just comin with somethin to keep the brainstem 

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[B1] 
It's Big 1 son  Jamaica Queens is the turf 
And I'ma exploit  heaven and earth  for what it's worth 
It's the MC extrordinaire  the jewels glare 
The God is rare  I'm takin bitches back to my lair 
I want mines and yours, strippin niggaz to they drawers 
No probable cause, with the chrome double 4's 
It's the Queens New Yorker with a bulletproof parka 
In eighty-four, it was Calvins and British Walkers 
Now I'm sippin Harvey's Bristal Cream with the glock 17 
as the sirens race to the scene 
Tryin to get dough, like Pablo, today, fuck tomorrow 
Seats for carro, as I recline in Monte Carlo 
I got the game down to a science, it's the clients 
that turn small time hustlers into giants 
Three course meal, waitin for my appetizer 
Blowin like a geyser, time only makes me wiser 
Paraphenalia, and material, makes the crew imperial 
I put the fear in you, sippin beer with two 
Handlin business properly, form a monopoly 
Storefront property, if not, another robbery 
I'm puttin forth the effort, murder's the method 
The steak is peppered 
Son when I let off you meet your Lord and shepherd 
Bloody money gets niggaz deaded and wetted 
Don't forget it, money's the metal and my hand is magnetic 

Chorus: Grimm, B1 

I gotta flip these bricks 
cause bein broke drive me insane 
Money's on my motherfuckin brain 
From O-Z's to ki's 
the triple beam brings fame to my name