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other rappers missing
What y'all don't have time to
Even sign the petition
Or speak about Jena 6 on Music Television
Man y'all niggas tripping
Stand up

but the music I hear seems thoughtless
Cause we're beyond stressed
Yet, that's foretold by prophets
Systematic oppression ain't the only thing that's

Mayhem:
Oh, me and Mega moving and we ain't never losin'
YOu rappers out jack crack, you need some elecution
Mega:
Ain't with the Roc but Kanye my man
Now

the signs by the way
Ya we gettin' to that peso
Shorty gotta problem told her say it wit her face tho
And my lawyer gotta pretty big case load
Iont make music

The Finer Things

Kanye West

Mr. West

2010

missin'

The life I live, fit for a King
Now all I need fine little dime that's sharin my shine
We sit back, watch the haters go by

I'm not tryna'

something they ain't never seen before
Can't bribe me can't buy me bro
I'm like a li Moses telling Pharaoh nigha let me people yea
In order for us to live we

Do It

Tha Alkaholiks

Firewater

2006

alright
But back to the mission
You couldn't hit if Jazze Pha, Kanye and Dre did the mixin'

Your whole life is fiction
Like a fat girl in corduroys,

a better son
She probably hate my guts but I know it's with love
Raised by the streets with the g code but I ain't a g doe
And if you faking gangster don't

like he ain't just got niggaz burn
I'm solid just like the rock I sold, it was off white like Virgil clothes
When you in the street, you live by

niggas ain't got it all 
Surrounded by plantations and living without a job 
Looking at racist people racism ain't dead yall 
Growing up in Hilton Head I

Shootouts

Nas

It Was Written

1996

it's crack, 200 grams
I pump a G-pack, peepin' for where the D's at
It's slow, lookin' for Rambo
The cop who got grazed back in the days
Chasin'

Aaaah yeah! Some of that West Coast shit
Live from the Soul Den
For y'all that don't know, I'm the one they call Skin Deep
And I'm from that city

for p and Paul
Change my name from Saul to Paul
Let the God of kanye west too give me a song

ask what are we doing
But I ain't got all the answers like Kanye told Sway just disturbed by the injustices

Of our day and some of the things some

the preacher my fiancé (Beyoncé)
I was tryna make beats while my niggas on the corner pitched Kanye
Hard drive crashed I would dash to the ave and recorded by

on my dick, all tryna give me ass
They ain't know me on the block when I was sellin' crack
So when I bust a nut, I'll kick her to the gate door
I remember

Not completely like other people
What do you mean by that?
People dislike me because I'm not
Completely like them and
In what way are you different?

on the beat by the way
Look
Woke up focused on the cash today
Praying that none of my niggas pass away
Mac on my hip who I'ma blast today?
That's the type

Finna fight that pussy for the cause
Kanye West shit give me devil in a Dress vibes
Got it on lock smith king of the Jungle, beat my chest vibes
Sitting

I'm doing better
Learned to have balance, business over pleasure
Hardly know your worth, times that by two
Boy, you is talented, don't let them Kanye

want to make out with Kanye West
Finding the clitoris, that is a quest
I want a girl with at least two breasts
(And see now people ask me,)
("What

or Gaslamp Killer
Nor sung by Ed Sheeran, Post
Malone, or Arctic Monkeys, or Kanye West
Because coonery sounds like a choice to me

The Revolution will not

out
So they try to sell you anything listen son
Never sell crack for fun i was hungry
A nigga sold crack for funds
Had to get my weight up enemies,

like crack to an addict
It ain't to hard for me to grab it
Going with this kinda music puts me right back on the block, block

Uh man I think I'm