Had a Ph.D., had an M.B.A.
So falls off track, starts smoking the Crack
They were tougher than leather like Reverend Run
Only rapped the Benz and rocked the fly gear
Trying to stick up kids for their watches and chains
And holdin' weight, goin' out of state
Rats snitch on one another for the ends
I knew this chick named Sally, she had a nice strut
Don't even feel the effects when he says
Rats snitch on one another for the ends
I said, I want my ends
Cat named Darrell, he didn't have a dollar
The rats snitch on one another for the ends
But now he's waiting tables 'cause it's rent to pay
Come home one day, find her counting out your money
And sometimes kids get murdered for the ends
And sometimes kids get murdered for the ends
Jewels around her neck, lotta style she's craving
Straight machine vending, it's money for take
Making money on the block, kids was on they jock
So before we go any further, want my ends
He's losing all his teeth, now he's out in the street
Shopping sprees get her on her knees
You do the lending, she'll do the bending
Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends
And sometimes kids get murdered for the ends
Sells the shirt off his back, shoes off his feet
Some people will rob their mother for the ends
So he ends up on his back in a bloody pool for the ends
I knew those two homeboys, who made a lot of noise
Swinging that butt like place your ad here
DMC, they was toting guns
Forgot to count how many times I've been blessed
He was Harvard material, Ivy League scholar
And one disappeared, one got robbed for the ends
So before we go any further, I want my ends
Everywhere that I went, she was on the cut
Hit her with the keys of your crib, you acting funny
The rats snitch on one another for the ends
But he's from Business School, he's nervous with the tool
Some people will rob their mother for the ends
If you're broke she'll spit, you're rich
She might swallow for the ends
So before we go any further, want my ends
Some people will rob their mother for the ends
Stackin' mad chips and pushin' phat whips
From the Wetlands to the way to the Apollo
So before we go any further, I want my ends
Can't find a job, he's feeling kind of stressed
And all of sudden he's like, Jesse James
And once it hits his brain, starts a chain react
Companies downsizing, inflation's rising
Brand name wearing, champagne waving
Ain't no saving, she's doing enough spending
Fly jewels, golds, got no job
Some people will rob their mother for the ends
