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RIMI was a grocery store chain in Norway. The discount supermarket is best known for its slogan, "Consistently low prices" (Faste lave priser). The supermarket business can trace itself back to 1977. It was founded as the discount grocery store chain RIMI 500 by Norwegian businessman Stein Erik Hagen. Starting in 1992, Hagen sold an interest in the chain to the Swedish group, ICA AB. In 1998, Hagen and ICA reached an agreement to sell a half interest in the business to the Dutch-based group, Koninklijke Ahold N.V. In 2004, Hagen sold his remaining interest in RIMI.From 2004 to 2014, RIMI was owned and operated by ICA Norge. In 2012, Ahold sold its share of ICA Norge to ICA AB, leaving Rimi under fully Swedish ownership. After years of heavy losses and multipl… more »

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Turn me up, Resonated
West, west, y'all
West, west, y'all
'Til the death, y'all
Don't give a f*ck if it’s been
Me against them all, play on our own court
Just keep giving me the ball, I play my own sport
Needing me when making calls, I lay out all sorts
Of inspiration, no hesitation for all my cohorts
There ain’t no soul that wrote my life
I went through shit my own self
Managed through my own hell
Manifest my own wealth
Mad intense, ‘cause I done ran in depth against my own self
Battling my own shell
Give a f*ck what they been bout
I take the route, that take me out, now I know how they all felt
Made a lane, I’m doing me, represent my community
Ain’t ask for no immunities, and I’m staying true to me
Hailing from the Woodland Hills, getting my praises like I’m Bushwick Bill
Yeah, and you been bound to feel realest artist
Who make the hits the hardest, who aim the truest targets
Who gotta fucking crew so big that you can’t disregard us
You go ahead, applaud us
'Cause we been making waves so big, you can’t do shit regardless
We keep our guards upon us
I’m piecing letters while I’m piecing peace letters to all my haters
Like it's hooked on phonics, see all my raps are honest
Showing I’m the farthest while you other rappers been goners
And boy I’ve been balling, working with my feet
W’s up in the streets, we ain’t taking no defeat
Beat the vultures who gone shame the culture, giving them that heat
Keep them close in harms reach with every rhyme preached
This how it be on my side, I’m turning tides with the rhyme
You used to be on my side, but my clique more than fine
Feeling divine I’m changing rap, even the word gets redefined
Up in my mind, yelling out westside till I die
West, west, y'all (West, west)
West, west, y'all (West, west)
West, west, y'all (West, west)
'Til the death, y’all (‘Til the death)
West, west, y'all (West, west)
West, west, y'all (West, west)
West, west, y'all (West, west)
'Til the death, y'all (‘Til the death)
Y’all sip that lean and lean back
Y’all fiend for cream while I invest my green and get more green back
Y’all want that heat? then I break out steam
And scheme a dream so mean to gleam on scene
And all you’ll see is me, my team
And nothing else that’s standing in between
And we want all the smoke, the type of shit y’all want to toke
We killing when you coughing, put in coffins ending all the jokes
(A-ha-ha-ha-ha) hater don’t you make me laugh
I’m running circles round your ass ‘til I’ve left you in the past
Got my brodie in the pass, we in first, and you, last
Shifting gears to shift the game to prove that you would never last
See the rap symbolical, add the flow, now it’s methodical
My audible so logical, you think it’s mythological
Pay homage to prodigal, son I’ve been that
Back and better, get back, while I begin to spit facts
On the map I pinned that, ran the town and been back
I fit the pieces to the puzzle in every way it lacks
I kill the beat and relax, you couldn’t measure my grit
The way the mic in my hand, you couldn’t hold the same grip
Blood tears and sweating my man and we ain’t talking bout crips
But you been shaking off the rip just by the look on your lips
You quivering up, but me? I’m measuring up, for me
This shit is a must, you see, you couldn’t meet up to me
I’m killing these tough emcees, ain’t looking so tough to me
I brush them like dust, while we been making amuck, my team
Been up on the grind, y’all can tell that I’ma shine with my rhyme
Keep my pride on my side, keep my mind on a high
And this was how it’s designed, to survive from my side
Ain’t no lie you know I stay westside till I die
West, west, y'all (West, west)
West, west, y'all (West, west)
West, west, y'all (West, west)
'Til the death, y’all (‘Til the death)
West, west, y'all (West, west)
West, west, y'all (West, west)
West, west, y'all (West, west)
'Til the death, y'all (‘Til the death)

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