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on commercials. But plutocracies
In other words a government run by the rich such as this one 
And traditionally oppressive European states
Force the third world

This How We Eat

Too Short

Chase the Cat [Clean]

2001

the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some

myself a hand job

So I don't care and I don't want to hear about the shit he got
Oh, he's rich. So, he's rich. I don't give a fuck I'm not 

He just

and dragons, I'm a bard Rolled nat one, killed by a guard
In my last breath, in my last yard, only thought on my mind was this beat go hard

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Miss America [Bonus Track; Version]

J. Cole

Born Sinner [Deluxe]

2013

This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your

Buckets
Back against the wall
Like the last pick
Bitch, I gotta ball
Need revenge like I'm Nick Cage
Hell you think that shotty for?
By the way I just body

Can It Be All So Simple/Intermission

Wu-Tang Clan

Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) [Bonus Track]

1993

But for now it's just a big dream
'Cause I find myself in a place where I'm last seen
My thoughts must be relaxed, be able to maintain
'Cause times

And all that other crime did
More peace to the teachers of blind kids
To rebels in small cells
Keeping their mind big
Say everything's hostile
Suicide

everyday

Word from papa for the wise
Sky Prinx
Listen

Apply your cautious on
Like the way I de hustle I put my lighters on my SK
Everything e go bubble

thanking God for all these blessings call me big stepper
The way I'm hopping over fences (Bah bah bah)
Constant love for you girl I know it's hard to
Stay in

deliver Def Jams, call me Rick Rubin
Big nine millimetre or the SIG shootin'
Brains hangin' out your wig, you a Fig Newton
Pie cooker, word to Jimmy

upset 
I'm reprimanded by the Lord not the government  
Say what you wanna say I'm evil to the core full of deceit 
Wouldn't do it if I was rich I'm

Give the game, big homie, do my dance, rich homie
This for the ones going through a storm, apply pressure don't quit homie

Pull off in that

the right filter for taking that selfie
My Ireland is rich land dressed by Penneys
My Ireland is The Quiet Man
And Waterford Whispers shouting for us all
My

Take a cab take a bus just get here
My last year your this year am in
My partner jeep with no windshield
Make more money than you sit still
Big wheels

You had to be a big Shot, Didn't Ya'?
Had to prove it to the crowd
Had to Have the last word that Night
You Know what everything's about
You had to be

the Rich Gang Boy let Me explain
I got in the game, I attract all the mass
My flow be like fire with prominent ash
We running the dash, we fill up the stash

round with demons lately)

Big glocks don't do 380s
(Big glocks don't do 380s)

I been hanging round with demons lately 
My demon just did a drill
He

Journey of a thousand miles
One step, right leg
Next step, left leg
Bit by bit we are getting there
Even for sleep I dey chase moolah
Big bags, big

rappers die
I'm leaving everybody toe tagged
Everyone body bagged
The whole scene yellow taped
Watch me elevate
From big to bigger
Rich to richer
Two bad

bitches, I don't chase hoes
I chase dreams, I chase goals
Put my friends on payroll
Big bank big bank my bankroll


Rich like Roddy, quick Rick Bobby
Rap

Feeling like I'm going blind

Big bro sold dope, rubbed off on him
Big Boi track, this a boss song
Out in LA, tryna plan my day
Need a young rich girl

Intro/Rise from the Dirt

Lloyd Banks

V6: The Gift

2012

They say my eye position were last, but they amateurs
My buzz raging, we ain't mad at ya, we ain't mad at ya
All I got is my word it might be E big

Media, big tech, schools, the swamp of the feds
Be censoring ya if ya seeing in red
Hollywood rich to take your Second Amend
While they safe if gated