"Money in the bank  yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled  but then you rolled and rocked"
 "Money in the bank  yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled  but then you rolled and rocked"

 [Large Professor]
 Listen
 You get upset  when you hear the Large Professor
 on your girl's cassette  deck  expect
 nothin comin soft  cause I'll never throw weaker blows
 I'll kick you in your [ass] and your breath'll smell like sneaker soles
 Now how's that for a fixin?
 You'd better rather go to Roy's, cause I ain't kickin science fiction
 I kick a size nine sneaker or boot
 Chop chumps to stumps, and they remain mi-nute
 The Sheik, I get deep, and always leave with the wet meat
 Because of my technique, I'm the one you let speak
 I collect crops and props like spinach
 I'm vintage, your single sums up to a ten inch
 My soul brother Van Paul and Pete Rock
 keep the funk flowin until the last beat stops
 The soul man, can't have you leavin on a stretcher
 Probably, have you leavin in leather, I catch a body
 from wreckin slum rappers, but to be frank
 I don't give a [fuck] I got money in the bank

 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"

 [Freddie Foxxx]
 This is the stage of triple-X
 when you're sittin by your radio, screamin, "Freddie Foxxx goes next"
 Those beholdin the words of a master
 find mental disaster, as I kick it faster
 Whoever opposes me, and what I feel
 might find their legs bein replaced by steel
 This is a brand new year, and the penalty is death
 so there won't be a lot of suckers left
 I grab the mic, and I load it like a long four-fifth
 huh, and dare you to riff
 or even sneeze as I blow you to your knees, have you curled up
 in a corner like a dog, with hoof in mouth disease
 Spittin razor blades, cuttin veins you can't stitch
 I got you screamin like a [bitch]
 I took your microphone, you can't get it back
 because your rap was wack
 I'm comin fifty strong in an armored tank
 and takin money to the bank

 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled, but then you ro.. rolled.."

 [Kool G. Rap]
 Kool G. Rap for your first selection, get up on it
 To my opponents, let me just demonstrate for a minute
 Crooks gettin hooked, to my book, just like an addiction
 Stop your diction you drop, the science fiction
 Let's get specific you can't get with it
 I'm too terrific and scientific, forget it
 don't even try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits
 You still got a learner's permit
 Poppin that [shit], you better sit
 Here's a word, of a third degree burn, so listen and learn
 You're missin a turn, so you better get, concerned
 my challenger, check the calendar
 I'm as live as a .45 caliber, Colt
 with a silencer, wettin up, suckers I be settin up
 Button up, while I'm cuttin up, never lettin up
 I don't link up, with suckers with raps that shrank
 Thanks sonny, I'm takin money to the bank

 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"
 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Rocked and rolled, but then you rolled and rocked"

 [Ant Live]
 One in the chamber, eight in the clip
 Pull out a razor, watch your rhyme book rip
 It's Ant Live, liver and deliveries get liver
 with G. Rap, and we're the sole survivors
 MC's wanna try me, but can't escape, my clutch
 Too much, caught in the ropes, like double dutch
 You wanna run up, you better run up light
 Cause like a whorehouse shippin out [pussy] tonight
 Believe me I ain't goin out like a brick parachute
 or a fruit, or a guy that wears Brut
 cologne, I'm violent prone, so leave me alone
 I'm about to set fire to the microphone
 and leave the mic so hot you need potholders for this
 Due to burnt wires it's cordless
 (Yo Ant Live make suckers walk off the plank)
 Not now, I'm takin money to the bank

 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"

 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh"
 "Money in the bank, yeahhhh