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    2 22.22%
  • 4 Star Banger

    4 44.44%
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    2 22.22%
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Thread: Stick Me For My Riches - Track Review

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    Stick Me For My Riches

    8 Diagrams
    2007

    Method Man
    Inspectah Deck
    RZA
    GZA
    Gerald Alston


    Mathematics, RZA



    [Intro]

    Ooh-wee... mmmmmmmm, yeah...

    (Gerald Alston)

    See I was raised out on these mean streets
    I'm from the projects, right, where poverty and hell meet
    I'm searching everyday to find a better way, I've got a
    Hustle still to get my pay before I hit bottom
    Now some might say that I'm already there
    But who are they to judge or question what I do, son, so I don't care
    Tired of eating cheese sandwiches with no meat
    Tired of watching all the playas from the same seat
    So it's a life of crime, some might sing or rhyme
    To escape the ghetto before the flat line
    Choices to make, what am I gonna do
    Got to use my talents, they gonna pull me through

    [Chorus]

    (Gerald Alston)

    Now with success, I become a target
    They wanna set me up, I guess more money equals more problems
    They wanna get me, wanna hit me, strip me of my riches
    They wanna cut me up in pieces, leave me deep in ditches

    And I can't take it.... but I'm gonna make it...
    Yeah... oh... I'm gonna make it... yeah... ohhhhhh
    Fight to stay alive

    (Method Man)

    I was raised out on these mean streets
    You know where poverty and hell meet
    Brothers get jail and life's for sale, cheap
    Since momma held me, in her arms, to tell me
    That it's a cold world, I done held heat
    And held myself down, lotta bodies and shells found
    And niggas into taking everything, that ain't nailed down
    We fell down, ain't hard to tell now
    I ain't trying, to see the cell now
    or see momma put her house up for bail now
    So I'ma give all I got, to try and get that gwop
    Nigga I'm hot with this hustle, go 'head and get the cops
    I use my talent to get more figures
    Unlike these little corner store niggas
    Go change your drawers, niggas

    [Chorus]

    (Method Man & Gerald Alston)

    Now with success and I've become a target
    They wanna set me up, take me hostage, or take me down some notches
    They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my riches
    They wanna diss me, want a clip me, leave me stiff in ditches

    [Chorus]

    (Gerald Alston *Method Man*)

    And I can't take it, no, no, but I'm gonna make it...
    *This ain't no game, my life ain't nothing to play with*
    Yeah... I'm gonna make it... oooh...
    *Face it, money is power and I'ma make it*
    I'm gonna make it... oooh...

    (Inspectah Deck)

    Yeah, I'm gon' survive, yo, yo, ayo
    N.Y. City, gritty blocks, little love, plenty cops
    Few rise, many drop, True Lies, semis cocked
    Fishscale, already rocked, heavy shots, that we drop
    New guys on every block, blue eyes and red dots
    Pregnant mothers, broke fathers, more money, more problems
    So hungry, won't starve 'em, work hard and so pardon
    I got mouths to feed, I got pounds of weed
    I need some more, another store, another house, indeed
    An X amount of G, the reason pounds'll squeeze
    And strip you naked, basic, trying to make it out the P's
    Don't ever doubt a G, and have me spaz like
    'Face with the K, and my nose all powdery
    It ain't about the streets, it's 'bout the beast within
    That won't give in to 'lice, down to bleed, G

    [Chorus]

    (Inspectah Deck & Gerald Alston)

    Now with success and I've become a target
    They wanna set me up, take me hostage, or take me down some notches
    They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my riches
    They wanna diss me, wanna clip me leave me stiff in ditches

    [Chorus]

    (Gerald Alston *RZA*)

    And I can't take it *yeah*, no, no, but I'm gonna make it...
    *Yeah, yea, turn the beat up a little right here*
    Yeah... I'm gonna make it... oooh...
    *Yo, yo, yo, yeah, yo, just, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang*

    (RZA)

    Ayo, RZA, Meth, GZA, Deck, Ghost and Chef be cashing checks
    Killa, Cap be snapping necks, Street and 'Zilla flash the tech
    Sacrifice a savage life, if he trying to bag my ice
    Tag a price on merchandise, tell me, is it worth ya life?

    (Gerald Alston)

    No... it's a cold, cold, cold world
    You can't be playing games with my life
    I've gotta fight to survive, fight to stay alive

    (RZA)

    Ayo, metal pipes ignite, sparking fire, light the darkness night
    Trying to stick me for my riches, now y'all bitches taking flight
    Major business, raise the digits, tried to strike me for my life
    Slice and dice, men or mice, GZA tell 'em what it's like

    (GZA)

    Ayo, money making, people flaking, Cash Rules, fuck the bacon
    Earthquaking, head is aching, bank stop, dice shaking
    Times are hard, so are jobs, scheming niggaz wanna rob
    Use a hoe to slob ya knob, hit you with unruly mobs
    Stab you in the back and smile, watch you bleed for a while
    Hating on the agile, steal ya name and bite ya style
    Hold you for a ransom note, Goliath cutting David's throat
    Grab ya vest, abandon boat and leave you out at sea to float

    [Chorus]

    (GZA & Gerald Alston)

    Now with success and I've become a target
    They wanna set me up, I guess more money equals more problems
    They wanna hit me, wanna stick me, get me for my riches
    They wanna diss me, want clip me, leave me stiff in ditches

    (Gerald Alston)

    And I can't take it.... no, no... but I'm gonna make it...
    Yeah... oh... I'm gonna make it... ooh... yeah...
    It's a cold, cold, cold world
    I got my hand on my gun, they got a brother on the run
    Yeah... it's a cold, cold, cold world
    You can't be playing games with my life
    I've gotta fight to survive, fight to stay alive
    This ain't a game, this is my life
    Keep pushing me to the edge, I'm gonna push back
    And you won't like that, it's guaranteed you won't like that
    When ya laid down, laid flat...
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    its a 4 for me. i know a lot of heads dont like it, but i think its underrated. i actually really like the lyrics of the chorus, and even the melody.
    i dont really dig males doing r&b choruses, but g. alston was OK here.

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    This is actually one of my most listened tracks from the album, I give it a 4.

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    Wack. Definitively. Someone should make a mix of Soul Power and this track for wackest 4 minutes of bullshit ever.

    Rae signing my CL2 in the Bronx

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    i think its a solid banger! cool beat and ok lyrics! fuck the bacon!

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