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My limo driver's white, my attorney black... 'Show me some love' like I'm Bernie Mac.
You could name practically any problem in the hood and there'd be a rap song for you.
Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty What justifies the homicide when he dies?
Never we sleep, a thug doesn't rest, Cause a wise man said: it was a cousin of death.
I'm standing on a field full of landmines doing the moonwalk hoping i blow up in time
Street's disciple, my raps are trifle. I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle.
I'm sautéing emcees with fried rice up in the wok without the MSG and chopped celery.
I never ever ran from the Ku Klux Klan, and I shouldn't have to run from a black man.
I think that's what made rap such a stable footprint in culture, that it's so honest.
No interruptions, stereos pumpin from the dungeon, coming live from Flatbush Junction
Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof, To kick the truth to the young black youth.
Life is love, heartache and strain, Yet the strength to overcome it all keeps me sane.
Not to sound cynical, but all you ever learn in prison is how to be a better criminal.
Everything is organic. I got the wordplay, I got the vocabulary to really, really rap.
I didn't get into music until the early 90s when I heard rap music for the first time.
Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed and hocus pocus, try to focus but I can't see.
Back in the old days we used to smoke J's and got so blazed we called it the stone age
And my girl actin like a brat So when she call, I don't answer - I just write her back
Said I'll make it big when, everybody know me Well, I made it big and, everybody phony
Y'all get crimey crimey, grimy grimy. But those with a tiny hiney thay get whiny whiny
We are a metal band, period. To me, the 'nu' part infers some sort of a rap influence.
It's the beauty in her, But when the makeup occur, I don't see it, All i see is a blur
It don't gotta be Mother's Day, or your birthday, for me to just call and say Hey Mama
Raise your right palm: We do solemnly swear To stack more dough more calmly this year.
I don't like rap music at all. I don't think it's music. It's just a beat and rapping.
Jay Z and Nas is probably my favorite rap beef because Nas was kinda quiet for a while.
Don't Ever fix your lips like collagen And say something when you gon' end up apologing
The myth of black women profiting at the expense of black men is the oldest rap around.
Feeling mad hostile, wearing Aéropostale, Flowing like Christ when I speaks the gospel.
My mind's my 9, my pen's my Mac-10. My target? All you wack niggaz who started rappin'.
I was always taught my do's and don'ts: For do's I did, and for don'ts, I said I won't.
Make a right down 7th Ave to 4th St Park, feeling the whole ghetto vibe and set my mark
Rap is from the streets and I'm from the streets. That's why a lot of people accept me.
Burn, Hollywood, burn, I smell a riot goin' on, First they're guilty, now they're gone!
If you stay in one place, you can only rap about one thing because that's all you know.
I'm emotionless, yet I breathe jealousy and envy People kill for me or die to defend me
This is hip-hop. If you've got something you want to rap about, just rap about it, man.
I'm only 19 but my mind is older... When things get for real, my warm heart turns cold.
When you talk about rap you have to understand that rap is part of the Hip-Hop culture.
The snake, the rat, the cat, the dog... How you gonna see 'em if you livin' in the fog?
I creep like a thief, no doubt the man's swift, I'm more magnificent than Lee Van Cleef
Satisfaction, I have the right tactics... And if you need em I got crazy prophylactics.
I don't like thugs, I don't like nerds, I don't like myself and I hate bein' disturbed.
Everybody's got opinions on the way you're livin', But see, they can't fill your shoes.
I got these haters like, When he gon' stop? Maybe a minute after never, start ya clocks.
Real slow hits from the bong... Make me feel like Cheech, And I'm kickin' it with Chong.
1,2,3, I'm at the Chelsey Hotel, like, Sid and Nancy, with knife, and two grams of candy
This is a robbery, boy, gimme them dollars. We hit the lottery, boy, it's in ya wallets!
Makin' veterans run for medicine, Cause I put out more lights in a fight than ConEdison.
Ayo, shout out to Mobb Deep, the Extra P Busta Rhymes, De La, the J Beez, so don't sleep