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I'm cold gettin' paid cause Rick said so.
My life is Avatar, your life is Precious.
Murder shoots, I give your ass good seats
I can't relate to livin' less than great.
I am to hip-hop what Obama is to politics
I don't take breaks, I just break records
...So put a gerbil on your Christmas list.
I'm the lyrical vendor, hip-hop is my shop
You might win some, but you just lost one.
I think, British food, it's had a bad rap.
Damn it feels good to see people up on it.
War's extremely serious and it saddens me.
My genes tie me to those that despised me.
I'll dance to anything: Bob Marley or rap.
Y'all niggas ain't ILL...you're ILLogical.
Guns turn you boys into pussies, sex change
I grew up in the Bronx. I'm into rap music.
Think I'll roll another number for the road
Without me, rap is just a bunch of orphans.
Lyrics are weak, like clock radio speakers.
I'll rap as long as people want to hear it.
"I call them april babies cause they fools"
I stay dipped like the first day of school.
Life without knowledge is death in disguise.
The future is born, put the past in a casket
I ain't Mary, so ain't a damn thing Poppin'.
It's a new year, new year, new money, money!
I'm a hustler, baby; I sell water to a well!
Classical slap-stick rappers need Chapstick.
People want to rap about having a good time.
I'm not a sucka, so I don't need a bodyguard.
God gave us music, so we play with our words.
I guess every superhero need his theme music.
It's a cold world, better pack your own heat.
A bird in the hand is worth more than a Bush.
I'm a cold winter morning, y'all Summer's Eve.
Mark my words, my rap career [is] on the rise.
Screamin' 'Carpe Diem!' until I'm a Dead Poet.
For every dark night, there is a brighter day.
Shakespeare's gone, don't even think about it.
I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fused.
The bar is so low in rap - mediocrity is king!
You're insecure and need a blanket like Linus.
If there's a heaven, I can't find the stairway
Life is a beach, and these hoes try'na lay out
Niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the C.R.E.A.M.
If rhyme is a crime, my mic is my co-defendant.
You used to be fly, but you crashed your plane.
What if Manhattan was hit by Hurricane Katrina?
Bullets ain't racial, kid...they only hate you.