Artist: The Game
Album:  1992
Song:   I Grew Up on Wu-Tang
Typed by: Cedmaster3K
 
[Intro: Raekwon sample from Wu-Tang Clan's "C.R.E.A.M."]
"I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Stayin' alive was no jive
Had second hands, mom's bounced on old man
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo, rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way I be gettin' the G off was drug loot
And let's start it like this son, rollin' with this one and that one
That one, that one" {"Bongo By The Way"}
 
[The Game]
Red Wallabies - buzzin' with my Killa Beez
Chronic had my eyes chinky like Compton was the Philippines
Junior prom, red suit, Tasha in that limousine
Tryna suck the head off my dick like a guillotine
Came in her mouth, then gave her some Listerine
Put a condom on and let her grind it like a centipede
{"Cash rules everything around me"}
Before Dre found me, before my city crowned me
Bummy little nigga, pussy niggas used to clown me
Had to wear my brother's clothes, them shits used to drown me
Six years passed, now I'm bangin' in the county
Niggas that used to talk shit won't even come around me
Recitin' Method Man while my celly just sit there
Niggas know I been on the Wu/"woo!" before Ric Flair
Came home through the hood, GX shinin'
Now these bitches think I'm Lex Diamonds
 
[Chorus]
Nigga I grew up on Wu-Tang (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang...)
Nigga I grew up on Wu-Tang (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang...)
{"Cash rules everything around me"}
{"Cash rules everything around me"}
 
[The Game]
I grew up on Wu-Tang, dope had my shoe game Liu Kang
Jordan 12's sick as hell, Michael Jordan flu game
Glass jar, Pyrex, obsessed with the blue flame
Lexus coupe, rubbin' on them titties boy/Tity Boi, 2 Chainz
Top of the food chain, niggas wanna kill me
Cause I turned into the plug, I'm where the chronic and the pills be
RZA with the rings, Ol' Dirty with the stainless
Five .38 revolvers, +36 Chambers+
Killer/Killah like Ghostface, as the Rollie rotate
Daytons on the S-Class equipped with the floor safe
And we had the stash spots, with them red and blue tops
Chronic in the GLAAD lock, the dope spot padlocked
In the livin' room baggin' shit up, watchin' "Matlock"
Black Glock, crack rock bundled in my black socks
And my momma workin' late, skinny nigga servin' weight
Let the chronic circulate "The Purple Tape"
 
[Chorus]
I grew up on Wu-Tang (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang...)
Nigga I grew up on Wu-Tang (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang...)
{"Cash rules everything around me"}
{"Cash rules everything around me"}
{"C.R.E.A.M., get the money, dollar, dollar bill y'all~!"}