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haters really seem weak for the moment
Bone Thug niggas never beat, we told 'em
Guess they thinkin' niggas was weak but we showed 'em
We on top it ain't

me on
That’s what you call spiritual
Lyrical miracle right?
Like I ain't really saying shit
You just blinded by ya hate
So when I’m saying it
You think

ntwana azishe
Abantwana tryna holla tryna hop on my D
It ain't safe in the streets gotta get me a piece
A single mother can raise a real man
Without you I

What's Real

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Chief Boot Knocka

1994

[Verse 3 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Criticized by the main stream
For not bein the house jig and keepin things squeaky clean
But I can't, so I ain't
But I won't play

Rap Like Me

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

the junk
Put a sticker on the cover: "X-Rated Funk"
It's just me, you say I won't go far
But I won't stop rapping cause I rap so hard

From here to New

and Kelsey ain't do it then that bitch shot herself (haha)
Think about it, any three of them might could be the shooter
Don't take what I say personal it's

Ain't no holding back uh uh
They on that (Yeah)
I'm on this (I'm on this)
Stay on that (Stay on that)
Imma stay on it (Imma stay on it)
Ya'll in

and to her they listen
Fuckin up yo life, rape on the listing
Say it ain't so, weezer flow on this bitch
Cookin in the kitchen, no hook on this bitch
And I

it quick
Cah the game is the game
I said they ain't got the heart or the brain
Niggas say "Fuck 12"
But they talk in this day
Anytime I ran off

mask, so you know who killed
260 dash, while she in the cab, no we ain't just chill
Some hundred thousand, Vvs neck & wrist, glitter how it sit
She steady

hard feelin's
So Rest In Peace to Robin Williams
Chan say, We ALL depressives. The thought of that is scary
I ain't Pac - can't holla loud enough for

tell 'em I ain't really religious
They say, "That's cool, Papi, we get it
But just be cool and don't be trippin'"
If a nigga try me, I'ma handle my

I'm Still #1

Cypress Hill

In tha Beginning...There Was Rap

1997

the poor
And after all you can say you saw
Cypress Hill, stompin once more
I play it by ear, I love to steer
The fifty-seven Bel Air from here to there

Finished up my new album, single 'bout to be droppin'
Last album on Def Jam and now I got so many options
Maybe I go to Raton, out in a Rollie

was in the mix until we hit his block and spun Em
This a'int YSL but we gone fuck around and Gun Em
I a'int got no kids so i'm a fuck around and Son Em

Sing About Me, I'm Dying of Thirst

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give

to it like I'm 'posed to
He say damn baby how you get yo body like dat
I'm like honestly I think that I just got it like dat
Can't no nigga out here act

hard for the past few minutes
I think it’s time to end Jar’s mocratic state
It’s so close no matter how far, the state I hate
Peace sells, and I ain’t

be
Badboys on the road
So they picked up the pen and paper
Tried to get a little stripe
But I ain't in it
You see they diss us, but they hate us

They

him again
That ain't true
Yeah it is
The real world is really unreal and 
No none of that's true
While the wildest 
You're just making this up to scare

they stay lookin cynical
Say it again cause it's pivotal
I want my money in physical
Everything I do original
You looking and sounding identical
Doubting

and a album
I'm gon' get high as fuck in the Phantom
I'm gon' mix it up with my brothers
Tell your mama, say that I love her, I'm gettin' rich on these

Only deserve it, if I'm winning it

Why you listening, if you ain't feeling it
All original, never be stealing it
Killing it, if I fall, I got resilience

speaking, seeking tea
Hoe I aint speaking on the bro
No low, we never break the code
The code we live and die by
The life we living, it's nonfiction 
You