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a short time
BUT years later still slaving for the white man's dime
I know i have some goals that i haven't reached yet
But I'd rather take failure than be

to it
Five years in
And I still ain't been influenced
By you pussy ass niggas
Wit ya fake
Got ya figured out
Little timid, but I'm bigger now
Bitch smile,

we scream we did it
Y'all niggas want no action
This chain cause dimension
The pain I'm subtracting, cause we gon' make it happen 
This year

can't even touch me
I got four more years (two terms) in the White House, just trust me
I hoped you saved your best rhymes for the second half
'Cause

tipped the scales
For years on these shores
As countless scores invaded somewhat
For to settle scores
And for what
For to take the shilling
For to send it

Barry Scott
And I still remember Scott White
When I hit the car, took it as a sign
To channel emotion in every rhyme
I still kill it though, everytime

I'm Singin'

Biz Markie

All Samples Cleared!

1993

as "diabolical man"
Well I got diabolical beats, raggedy clothes
And aw hell, I'm even wearing diabolical drawers
I'm not white as Barry 'cause I'm dirtier than

(What you learn in jail you can't learn
In the street that's learnin patients
I just finished doin 10 years up north
I just came home from doin 10

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

Under Thatcher's unfeeling guidance the scenario is one year early.
With the cold mechanism of the pin ball arcade
We're flicked around as numbers by

by sin
I got my first gold front from Ben
Eighty-nine, I was into Rakim
For dropping gems
Most niggas learned a lot from him
Grandma used to cook with

Lil Man held a MAC 10
Bigger than him
Mike whooped me in hoops
Jumped off the porch early
Tees say there it is Whoop
Girls earrings loops
Tribe loops

Sunk cost of substances I'm fiending
Got me fucked up
Got me blacked out in the corner
Out the door in early morning
Get ahead of today's scoring
By

that's life
Early morning gotta catch that flight
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone
And I'm gone

to myself
Ready? I'm no beginner
We'll never run out of health
Level up by the second 'cause
So much damage is dealt no doubt
I'll be the greatest trainer

I don't bother nobody I pop my shit
Early morning I'm smoking cause bitch I'm Brick
Nineteen years old but I'm ten years down for this shit

baby-by
In thirteen years we never said goodbye
Early this morning I thought I saw you cry
Let’s wile away the hours as the rivers dry
These days go by

Up

corrupt
Nation in the world
35 years old that's what that nation is now
Here's America, 226 years old 30 years ago
Black folk got the right to
Vote you're

on the biggest
Most disgustingly selfish vehicles

Driven by the ugliest -

This is an example of how NOT to think

Day after week, after month, after year
Day

Early in the mornin bout three two one
Like a countdown to the New Year we havin fun
We gone bang like a gun sweat like the sun
Make us do when we

the early morn
Back in 98 used to rock the white tre torns
Fresh Ralph Lauren starched collar like now it's on
Feeling real groovy bout to bust a move

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta

Mysterio, I'm drivin' in my car eatin' cereal
I was gon' die like a year ago
Look it's a psychopath, lately he walkin' a psycho path
And I think he been wild

An incredible teacher

She taught me
To show and not tell
That there's always
A better word than
Got or get

She said
I should
Join the school band
The next year

God Bless the Dead [Previously Unreleased Track]

2Pac

Greatest Hits [Clean]

1998

I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time
My epitaph will read was the last of G's
Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed
God bless