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Swizz Beatz

Kasseem David Dean (born September 13, 1978), better known by his stage name Swizz Beatz, is an American hip hop recording artist, record producer, disc jockey and painter from New York City. At the age of 16, he gained attention in the hip hop community through his friendship with rapper DMX. He found a protege in Philadelphia-based rapper Cassidy, who helped Dean launch his label Full Surface Records. more »

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2015

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You got me feeling like I ain't winning
I'm starting from the beginning
Like go Forest, go Forest
I make so much fucking money, yeah they go for it
These rims ain't for sale, bitch
This whip ain't for sale, bitch
And this Cuban ain't for sale, bitch
I been on the fucking boat like a sail bitch
500 feet on the fucking water
Ten fucking karats for my baby daughter
You come through boy, place your order
I got some niggas that'll meet you at the fucking border

I got my hoodie and my mask on
I got my gun and my blast on
(Don't shoot please, can't breathe
Officer don't shoot, can't breathe)

I'm just one of the five, I'm just one with the vibes
Either niggas is jealous or they just want you to die
They don't want you to rise, they just want your demise
So I be crossing my T's and I be dotting my I's
You on the opposite side, shotgun will fly
Best part about it, I can stay right up in Yonkers and hide
Keep a gun in the door, that's all in the rides
Until my niggas come home, free all of the guys
This shit is all a facade, thought it was all a surprise
I heard all of the stories, seen all of the lies
Long as the work is official, and the corner supplied
At the end of the day niggas, we gonna survive
What

(Don't shoot please, can't breathe
Officer don't shoot)
I got my hoodie and my mask on (please, can't breathe)
I got my gun and my blast on
(Don't shoot please, can't breathe
Officer don't shoot, don't shoot, please can't breathe)

I'm just one of the five, I'm just one with the vibes
Can't figure it out or they don't wanna decide
I'm in the gutter reclines, might flood it with dimes
Since you asked, I'mma hit you with the butt of the nine
Bullets soaking in pine, let 'em open your spine
Use your brain a little, my nigga open your mind
If you ain't in the circle, for a square I get you lined
I know niggas is telling, I don't care about the time
Yeah I got weed on me, I don't care about the fine
From a hood where niggas don't give a f*ck by design
Yeah, it's real life, it's not a rhyme
And remember, if you don't get caught it's not a crime
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I got my hoodie and my mask on
I got my gun and my blast on

(Can't breathe)
(Don't shoot please, can't breathe
I got my hoodie and my mask on
I got my hoodie and my mask on (officer don't shoot)
I got my gun and my blast on

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