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to keep a level of sanity?
By my faith in God, by my faith in the game
And by my faith in "all good things come to those that stay true"
Right
You know what

the feeling that
A woman is behind it
So I'm always chasing tails
The real-life Sonic
And I'm always spitting fire half black
Half demonic
Nah, I'm half black

it’s a black abyss
If my teacher saw me now, would he pat my head?
Do you think he would be proud? Or would he slap my wrist

Because when threats roll

NARRATOR
The poor girl's mother had died,

STEPMOTHER
You Cinderella, you wish to go to the festival?

FLORINDA
What, you, Cinderella, the Festival?

Why Must I Be Like That?

Celly Cel

The G Filez

1998

that rich, sho' no mo', use to be poor but now I'm rich
Got it, te quiero, can't get stood up by no bitch
'cause where would I be without Celly, Celly

nigga think 
Now that's Liberation and baby I want it

(Let me hear it, let me hear it, let me hear those, let me hear those) 
Many times I sit back

them cars i drive
I do it my way
Black on black on black
I do it my way
Music is my passion
I do it my way
Screaming out for those bastards
I do it my

Ol Dirty's Back

Ol' Dirty Bastard

In Memory Of, Vol. 3

2007

Too $hort, E-40, and The motherfucking Click
Enough respect to the West coast
Dun, dun, dun
Yo, Ol' Dirty Bastard coming through
Know what I'm

Pies

Wiley

Pies

2004

of those
Bad attitude yo I got one of those
Yeah girlfriend I had one of those
Black teak spot yo I got one of those
Girls on the low yo I got some

the day her father said
From the day her SS father
Said it was a bother 
Black and brown, got him feeling down
Red and black, kick that bastard's ass
How

want him to come back
My eyes are dim
My poor old heart is breaking
And, I'm writing you this
Letter edged in black"
I bowed my head in sorrow and in

wish to go to the festival?
The poor girl's mother had died
You, Cinderella, the festival? (What you, Cinderella, the festival?)
You wish to go

from outside it was
Completely in here, in my head

GQ: Did you worry it
Would derail your career?
Frank Ocean: I had those
Fears in black music
We've

Minority Report

Jay-Z

Kingdom Come

2006

another bush surrounded by a couple orchids
Poor kids just 'cause they were poor kids
Left 'em on they porches same old story in New Orleans
Silly

a bitch nigga you know my motto
No black cards bad credit keep a knot though
Grinding for my cheddar swiss provolone and nachos
Flows i got those O's I got

my black pride 
My black eyes
Cry salted blood
For the bruhs
Killed by their bruhs
Butter n gunz
Divided 
When we should March as one

I pop dis scotch

The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go

of bastards
He a panther, he know capitalism ain't the answer
He a panther, founded Guerilla Family, no bananas
He in Quentin sitting (Sitting), posted in

Grandmas calling moms telling her she's had it
It's type tragic, for years felt like a bastard
& every chance I could my moms I would ask her...

(Hook -

I believe in another life I was an organ-grinder's monkey
Tied by my little feet to the black box of my story

It was a warm and pretty morn with

White rabbits want me buried alive
In burning coffins, frozen caskets
My voices echoes in the ears of bastards

Every type of cop can suck dog dick

Eric Clapton
And all I wanted was one 16 ain't enough
Talking that fast money 15 every month
When your people labelled poor, that motivated me more

to the army of Brooklyn, those bastards
Full of soldiers, my homies lay in caskets
They couldn't survive the heat
Just like the mavericks
And I dont buy wolf

was
It's a goddamn war of attrition
It's a death by a thousand cuts
And if these motherfuckers made it to heaven
They burned the bridge when they got