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Long and Whining Road

Public Enemy

How You Sell Soul to a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul???

2007

for a king
By the time we got to arizona

Tommorrows a long time
We got god on our side
Over bass and drum beats hear the good rhymes ride
A poison goin

slow (Slow)
Will you stand by, if I can't sell out shows (No)
Sticking with me when I had all the gold 
If I lost all my riches would you stay and be

the mag
Rap niggas hate me, R&B niggas mad, uh
I'm in that 50 Cent, G-Unit bag (ha)
Goons put the work in free if I ask
Make a G call, had three niggas

still get paid, like a pension (yeah)
Fuck nigga (haha) and I ain't even gotta rap
50 gave me like two M's, how I'm 'posed to act? (How I'm 'posed

and down the block hear me pull in the yard (skrrt)
Yeah, prayin' with my dirty hands (with my dirty hands)
I did dirt and scammed, I'm askin' God "Do I

I know there's been days I den prayed for the lord to give me strength
I lost my faith but I'm ok, I know I'm straight cause oh my god he gave me

Fuck a 50 limit 100 men to Taco Bell
Only way we getting there is a ride through hell
Really wanna get inside get a wrap and harmonize
Bathroom trips

the same old shhhh

And while ya high you don't truly know why

You spent your cash so that you can buy

Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)

A fifty cent

Living Foul

GZA

Words from the Genius

1990

the same old shhhh
And while ya high you don't truly know why
You spent your cash so that you can buy
Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)
A fifty cent

I'm livin life up on a wavy slope
Give me some bruises and some pain to cope
All stuck in my ways
But only God will know
Give me advice
But

Intellectuals

Sunz of Man

Sunz of Man

1998

Aiyyo 
Aiyyo  aiyyo 
The modern day  multi rap  Penny Hardaway 
Allah's way  God's day  Range in the garage way 
Freak this  slap meat on this

the motherfucking laws were so raw that I accepted my cross, I was born to be cursed by my thoughts and creativity, gross, is not a marvelous boss, at least with me

I'm trying to cut
But she on the rag and
I don't mean a bandanna
She told me come through
She gave me head like Rihanna
And I deserve a standing
Ovation

better
We chasing bags feel like mayweather
Buss it down gave em new pressure
Left her alone told her do whatever

I'm from the city of drive by's
They

the spirit of God
I am kept in safety
Wherever I go
I am getting all my needs met
By Jesus
I am casting all my cares on Jesus
I am doing all things
Through

Curtis Jackson
50
Let’s go
Many men many men
Need to be looking out for me
I’m taking it all
With a grin like the Grinch
If any want rap beef
I’m bringing

but I can't forget
When i was asking for them dollars it was barely 50 cent
Names on the list
But I ain’t owe you shit
Never did favors
It leads

the acknowledgement, let 'em read the articles
The thing me and my crew posses is called the god particle
Our passion on that stage that make other niggas look

me the rundown
Thank God for Jesus, the Father, He can call me His son now
Seven o'clock I see the sun
Once I was blind now I see the Son
I see clearly

bye bye 

For being in main event 
To be the God, not The 50 cent 


Chorus 

Cheshmaye to vase man bodn vali
Namondn vase mannnnnn
Chetoooor mishe sang

somethin closer to impossible
You could try your best
but frankly I don't think it's logical
This is yes the DJ writer superproducer Kris
God gave me

T'Cha-T'Cha

Boogie Down Productions

By All Means Necessary

1988

writer superproducer Kris
God gave me a talent, so let me flaunt the gift

Come to the t'cha, come mi say come to the t'cha
Come mi say come

a god, let me be strong

I'ma vote for you
Oh, I'ma vote for you
I came from the sticks, we called it the crick
Surrounded by rednecks, I still wanted

the talent
God gave him got him by
Y'all can hate him but that
Only made him stronger than
Hov end his sentence
Know you wanna roll when the
Rolls comes 20