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Time flies, dreams die, people lose faith, Tryna hide behind a lie with a straight face.
I'm a fan of hip-hop. I'm a fan of rap, so anything new that's happening, I'm hip to it.
Never lookin' back or too far in front of me; the present is a gift and I just wanna be.
Yo, you 14-carat gold slum computer wizard, Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards!
Player haters be givin' me harsh looks, But I'm tryin to sell records like Garth Brooks.
Conquer land like Napoleon, military bomb fest We want sanitary food, planetary conquest
When I leave I always come right back here. The young spitter that everybody in rap fear.
Laugh now, cry later: this is the karma. Hip-hop never died, it's just sick of the drama.
Now if I worry too much about all my have nots, I might not recognize just what I've got.
I cannot stand no wack MC. So step back if you please, And don't test me, you're history.
Lethal like venomous snake bites the marijuana makes my eyes bright red like brake lights
Time is money, every moment is costly, So I ration emotion, 'cause existence exhausts me.
Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet? Why did Judas rat to the Romans while Jesus slept?
When you do rap albums, you got to train yourself. You got to constantly be in character.
There's no controversy in my way. There's nobody telling me to rap like this or anything.
Too many songs, weak rhymes that's mad long. Make it brief son: half short, twice strong!
And I'm telling you now the frustration The future's facing from the anger in the nation.
Time is real, we can't rewind it... Out of everybody I met, who told the truth? Time did.
I get atomic, hypo-galactical... Word to mom, I'm in my own world. Galaxy rays? Powerful.
Now 4th street park after dark is dangerous, might get clapped, if you look strange to us
Too many MC's take that word 'emcee' lightly; They can't Move a Crowd, not even slightly.
Mix me with violence, blend me with peace, Combine me with hate, and I can't face defeat.
I really appreciate the moments that I was able to win rap album of the year or whatever.
I would never challenge any rapper to a rap-off. It's weird, I'm not that type of rapper.
Who gave it that title, gangsta rap? It's reality rap. It's about what's really going on.
In my mind, not in real life. My rap name will be Optimus Rhymes. Or the Notorious B.o.B.
I smoked with a lot of college students... Most of em wasn't graduatin, and they knew it.
Take these words home and think it through; Or the next rhyme I write might be about you.
Happiness has a bad rap. People say it shouldn't be your goal in life. Oh, yes it should.
Havin' cash is highly addictive, especially when you're used to havin' money to live with.
A flower that grow in the ghetto know more about survival than the one from fresh meadows.
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine. But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
So many programs you watch on the sofa, But the real program sit on top of your shoulders.
I'll let a mystery gas out of my blistery ass Just to disrupt the misery of history class.
We got hookers with heaters that'll stray pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas.
Funky like your grandpa's drawers, don't test me We in like that, you're dead like Presley
...Had dreams of fancy cars and limos, And all I wanted was somebody to listen to my demo.
Takes a long time to happen so fast... To realize that your future is somebody else's past
Look here: "Mo' money, mo' problems," my ass. You's a naive cat if you still believe that.
I didn't think of rap with that type of south feel and that look and the hay and all that.
I've been college, but to be truthfully frank, weed is knowledge because it makes me think
Put me anywhere on God's green earth, I'll triple my worth. Motherf--. I, will, not, lose.
I don't feel pain cause it's all in the mind, And what's mines is mines and yours is mine!
I call wild niggas together like Cyrus, And knock off more birds than the West Nile Virus.
I smoke on the mic like Smokin' Joe Frazier, The hell raiser, raisin' hell with the flavor.
I been in the game for 10 years making rap tunes... Ever since honeys was wearing Sassoons.
I love pop music just as much as I like rap music, or ill-ass hip-hop music, or rock music.
You want ass? The cash is first. You got dead presidents, baby, I got a hearse in my purse.
Make the money, don't let the money make you Change the game, don't let the game change you
You have film actors doing TV, rap stars doing TV, with everyone kind of crossing the line.