*Scratches and cuts by DJ 1TakeWillie*
 "Slid down the banister like I was insane"
 "Grabbed my Gucci watch and my fly gold chain"

 Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
 Whatcha got got is whatcha gettin' saayyy!

 [Madd]
 Praised amazed kinda dazed when I plays
 From the time inclined I used to rhyme I went for mine
 They pullin' nines to draw the lines
 To get the cash real fast for a blast
 The task at last unmask the true villain, yo!
 Does he clock the rocks to fill his pocks and his socks
 Or does the dough make him slow for the know how to flow
 Say!, that's when I fucked up

 [OaTie]
 It's the season of the vicin', the mentals doing dickin'
 If it's yours for the pickin' like the new gear or some kicks and
 A new cartridge for Nintendo, then ya pretend no
 And get all offended cause ya ain't no big time spendo
 Ya low on the backs of the green type kind
 Like Mr. Mac Money without the money or the mind
 And then you're sure ta find, "Yo can't do nuthin' for ya"
 Cause ya sold out ya kin like you was LaToya
 Jackson but no action countin' papes in small fractions
 Whatcha woulda had if ya did a little stashin'
 Ta hell with the fashion, fashion is for the daisies
 Beware of the rancor of the anchors of the crazy shadies
 Fees, fees, and fees, making music for the fees
 The label said "bend over bro and take ya royalties"
 It's a mad kinda madness, this serial madness
 Sad kinda sadness saying yo I gotta have this

 Chorus

 [Madd]
 Now here come ole
 Flattop fresh with Fila hightop
 Boots and the scoop is chillin' at the bus stop
 On a split shift, spliffed with the swiftness
 Gotta gotta get yo, who's he gonna gets this time
 Because it's payday the first day is the heyday
 The S.S. checks is here so now it's May Day
 Solo, oh no, rollin' like a Rollo
 Maxin for the buddy coming down with the Herringbone
 Up on Erie Ave., so one starts ta grab
 Didn't quite have so the buddy starts ta jab
 He didn't have to fight cause dig it's 92
 Dude got screwed Flattop had a double 2
 Bust him in the gut, yeah he bust him in the gut
 Now I'm wearing black and for what?
 So you can be the man and glam and like you're grand
 And get dicked by big Uncle Scam, damn

 *Scratches and cuts*
 "Slid down the banister like I was insane"
 "Grabbed my Gucci watch and my fly gold chain"

 Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
 Whatcha got got is whatcha gettin