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I ain't with dat talking fuck a interview
Put it all on the line in we gone see it through
Another birdie in the water made ten before noon
Momma

Journey Through the Life

Nas

Forever [Clean]

1999

niggas
If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder
Through the rain and the pain and the thunder
By the time that you realized that it's goin'

Message to the black man
Black man
Keep your head up
Keep your head up
All the shit we’ve been through I know you’re fed up
You fed up
These

Killing these niggas, wrist might get time in the feds
I'm stunting, Evel Knievel, dirty Sprite by the liter
Let that top down on my Beamer til' I'm tired

people keep on saying we should do lunch
But I ain't seen my loved ones in like a few months
I build my following off of talent, I don't do stunts
No, I

Let's go to war
To make peace
Let's be cold
To create heat
I hope in darkness
We can see
And you're not blinded by the light from me

[Chorus x2:]
I'm

burning
Right past him
If they want
The smoke
Then we
Give them
The ashes

Stop with
All the
Questions
The fuck
Is asking
I can't do
A interview
The feds

real sisters
Niggas broke talkin' like they real niggas
Only thing that's real about 'em
Is that they real bitter
And real salty fuck 'em

That's what we

on bags and shoes
When all they really need is kush and orange juice
Shit, that's what I feed 'em
They download my songs
Watch my interviews and read

Ghetto D

Master P

Ghetto D

1997

the Taz 

see Murder been known to keep the rocks up in the skillet man 

Waitin on a kilo they eight I'm straight you dig 

What you need ten

Rap Like Me

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

to catch the 40 bus around the way
Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes
All these things, that we did

Grab the microphone and start screaming "Bitch!"
You

You want me to give you a wedding ring
Girl you the shit and that's on everything

Seen you passin through
There's no telling what we gonna do
Hit

Gotta do what I gotta do
Yeah

Uh, all my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where, tuition is handled
By

Ain’t gonna ask you no questions
No interviews
My niggas too down, they gone pull it through
And they gave him ten months
But I’ve been a dude
Been

that's what you like 
So when I'm rappin on the mic, don't bite
Biatch

[ Dionne Jackson ]
Did you know we do this all the time?
Are you trying

It's amazing what I do on a verse
Either dropping knowledge or sending niggas to the hearse
I see your niggas coming close cos they're looking for

touched shrimp we was Korn fed widit

So the thread different

thaka le tlala, Majakathata - we in it for the long haul

Legacies are fought for - on your

get time in the feds
I'm stunting, Evel Knievel, dirty Sprite by the liter
Let that top down on my Bimmer til' I'm tired of balling like Tila

Light Speed

Dr. Dre

2001 [Clean]

1999

[Dr. Dre]
Hey, yo wha**up?
My name is Dre
Can I blaze some Chonic witchu?

[girl]
N**** what? FO' SHO'!
Roll that s*** up!

[Dr. Dre]
Hell

in the bed
By ten o'clock, I said

Horseshoes, know the rules
Know your pitches
Know your pitches
Female dogs, we call bitches

Do what I said, you

Does Ira Glass still do this American life
She listens to NPR
We were both listening to it when an interview with The Temptations was playing, that

turned pack yet
But course we're trying
I don't know that dinger or what's on the clock yet bro
But course it's mileage
Interview room wanna now what I

Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

Snoop Dogg

Murder Was the Case

1994

the bombity 
But just livin' in big city is a serious task 
Didn't know what the feds wanted, didn't have time to ask 

We're comin' with that G shit, that

It's a Panarama in the driveway
Feds watching, we in the projects
They know we ain't posed to be driving that
Fucking the natnats and alley cats
Trap