[Chorus: Scratches and Cuts by DJ 1TakeWillie]
"Slid down the banister like I was insane"
"Grabbed my Gucci watch and my fly gold chain"
"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', say
Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
Whatcha got, got
Is whatcha gettin', say
Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
Whatcha got, got
Is whatcha gettin', say
Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
Whatcha got, got
Is whatcha gettin', say

[Verse 1: Madd]
Praised, amazed, and kinda dazed when I plays
From the time, inclined, I used to rhyme, I went for mine
They pullin' nines to draw the lines
And gettin' 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
[Verse 2: OaTie Kato]
It's the season of the vicin'
The mentals doing dickin'
If it's yours for the pickin'
Like new gear or some kicks and
A new cartridge for Nintendo
Then you pretend, no
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, I can't do nuthin' for ya"
'Cause ya sold out on 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 daisies
Beware of the rankers of the anchors of the crazy shadies
Fees, fees, and fees, makin' music for the fees
The label said, "Bend over bro and take ya royalties"
It's mad, kinda madness, a material madness
Sad, kinda sadness, sayin' "Yo, I got ta have this"

[Chorus: Scratches and Cuts by DJ 1TakeWillie]
"Slid down the banister like I was insane"
"Grabbed my Gucci watch and my fly gold chain"
"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', say
Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
Whatcha got, got
Is whatcha gettin', say
Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
Whatcha got, got
Is whatcha gettin', say
Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
Whatcha got, got
Is whatcha gettin', say

[Verse 3: Madd]
Now, here come ol' 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 he gonna get this time?
Because it's payday
The first day is the heyday
The S.S. check is here, so now it's May Day
Solo, oh no
Rollin' like a Rollo
Maxin' for the buddy, comin' down with the Herringbone
Up on Erie Ave
Someone starts ta grab
Didn't quite have, so the buddy starts ta jab
He didn't have to fight, 'cause dude, it's '92
Dude got screwed
Flattop had a double two
Bust him in the gut, yeah, he bust him in the gut
Now I'm wearin' black and for what?
So you can be the man and glam
And live like you're grand
And get dicked
By big Uncle Scam, damn
[Outro: 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'
"Slid down the banister like I was insane"
Whatcha got, got
Is whatcha gettin'
"Grabbed my Gucci watch and my fly gold chain"
Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
"Slid down the banister like I was insane"
Whatcha got, got
Is whatcha gettin'
"Grabbed my Gucci watch and my fly gold chain"
Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
Whatcha got, got
Is whatcha gettin'
Whatcha got is whatcha gettin'
Whatcha got, got
Is whatcha gettin'