When I was five years old I realized there was a road
 At the end I will win lots of pots of gold
 Never took a break  never made a mistake
 Took time to create cos there's money to make
 To be a billionaire takes hard work for years
 Some nights I shedded tears while I sent up prayers
 Been through hard times  even worked part time
 In a ?seafood? store sweepin floors for dimes
 I was sort of a porter takin the next man's order
 Breakin my back for ?a shack for headquarters?
 All my manpower for four bucks an hour
 Took the time, I wrote rhymes in the shower
 Shoes are scoffed cos the road gets rough
 But I'ma rock it til my pockets ain't stuffed enough
 All the freaks wouldn't speak cos my checks was weak
 They would turn the other cheek so I started to seek
 A way to get a play, and maybe one day
 I'll be performin up a storm for a decent pay
 No matter how it seems I always kept the dream
 All the girlies scream and suckas get creamed
 Dreamed about it for five years straight
 Finally I got a break and cut my first plate
 The road ain't yellow and there ain't no witches
 My name is Kool G Rap, I'm on the road to the riches


 Verse Two:

 I used to stand on the block sellin cooked up rock
 Money bustin out my sock cos I really would clock
 They were for kind of fiends bringin jackets and jeans
 Magazines, anything, just to hustle for beans
 The cash was comin fast, money grew like grass
 People hungry for the blast that don't even last
 Didn't want to be involved but the money will getcha
 Gettin richer and richer, the police took my picture
 But I still supplied, some people I knew died
 Murders and homicides for bottles of suicide
 Money, jewelry, livin like a star
 And I wasn't too far from a Jaguar car
 In a small-time casino, the town's Al Pacino
 For all of the girls, the pretty boy Valentino
 I shot up stores and I kicked down doors
 Collecting scars from little neighborhood wars
 Many legs I broke, many necks I choked
 And if provoked I let the pistol smoke
 Loyal members in a crew now down with the game
 Sellin nickels and dimes, sunshine or rain
 What I had was bad from my shoes to my pad
 In the first time in my life loanin money to dad
 Now the table's turned and my lifestyle switches
 My name is Kool G Rap, I'm on the road to the riches


 Verse Three:

 ?A thug a-mugs? for drugs, he eventually bugs
 Lookin for crack on carpets and rugs
 ?The squealers tells? but the dealer still sells
 Little spoiled kids inheritin oil wells
 I was the type on the opposite side
 Of smokin the pipe, in a beef I got hype
 Cos rags to riches switches men to witches
 Become stitches, body bags in ditches
 Bloodshed, I painted the town red
 People fled as I put a dread's head to bed
 That mean's dead, in other words deceased
 Face got erased, bullets got released
 Bombs were planted, the kids were kidnapped
 In fact that was a way to get back
 At enemies who tried to clock G's
 on my block, now they forever knock Z's
 Plans of rampages went for ages
 Some got knocked and locked inside cages
 Some bit the dust for crumbs and crusts
 In God We Trust, now rots to rust
 Plus caps to cops, policeman drops
 You blew off his top when the pistol went pop
 Troopers, soldiers, rollin like boulders
 Eyes of hate and their hearts get colder
 Some young male put in jail
 His lawyer so good his bail is on sale
 Lookin at the hourglass, how long can this power last?
 Longer than my song but he already fell
 He likes to eat hardy, party
 Be like John Gotti, and drive a Maserati
 Rough in the ghetto, but in jail he's Jello
 Mellow, yellow fellow, tell or hell, hello
 One court date can turn an outlaw to an inmate
 But just ?stay?, ship him upstate by the Great Lakes
 And than a-wait and wait and wait
 Til he breaks, that's all it takes
 So he fakes to be a man, but he can't stand
 On his own two feet because now he's in a new land
 Rules are different and so is life
 When you think with a shank, talk with a knife
 Not my lifestyle so I made a U-turn
 More money I earn, more money to burn
 Pushin all buttons, pullin all switches
 My name is G. Rap, I'm on the road to the riches