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And I’m praying they didn’t see us
Cause I knew they was gone bust
(police radio chatter)

Music, lyrics, and performance by Eric Leon Mims.

to point a ‘K at a magazine
Because of what someone say in the magazine
I can pull out my chain yelling “Bada Bling”
Or on a G4 plane sitting by the wing

Now what's this I hear? I was told to beware
I'm the inspired, dissed by nigga I admired
Hell no, this can't be
Now who the fuck is this
I hear

and the Aggies and the Hamptons
They book us, won't book us, I'm Booker
T. Washington, George killed, for twenty
Think about it (think), that's two thousand

The second your name on this paper guaranteed better life
Promise all your songs will blow just give us some time
Think about all the nice hoes coming your way

a v, not bat man
Yea, it was always part of the plan, man
Dog eat dog, what about the cat, man
This mind of mine, need more than a cat scan

So I been

of fame numbers no shame comin' from us
We just want that ass to shake thunder clap earthquake
The milkshakes what brought me here
So I whisper in her ear

Rap Game's Hijacked

Ice-T

VI: Return of the Real

1996

put my record out
I'm gonna be large, know what I'm talkin' about?

In the first 2 years I made about 300 bucks
Yo, this business sucks
But I got

guessing
’Cause I’m just try’n’a escape lately with some E & J blessing
We erase lessons, we learnt from getting too hurt 
When we merked by the brandy

hop, I drip-drop
I flip-flop with them white tube socks
It go sherm sticks, watch me burn this
That’s what the chronic smell like
When them chemicals mix

it, caught him in Novikov
Office pockets, what's the topic? I know transfers slow
Mix it, mix it, till its cloudy
Then put it in a pyrex bowl
I'm about

Don't get caught in the mix
I'm from the side we're the sun rise
The only time you see us cry
Is when a Soldier dies
I'm from the side whee the sun rise

Don't See Us

The Roots

Things Fall Apart

1999

Uh, what, what, yo, yo, P-5-D uncut
Check it out, yo, yo, S-P uncut
Yo, yo, what, P-5-D uncut, yeah, yeah, it's that Philly shit
Yo, yo, check it

us
Molded by ebbs and flows, what's the motion?
Polled my soul then it told

Can only do so much with hoping
Moping around only got me a handful

JFK 2 LAX

Gang Starr

Moment of Truth

1998

knocked 
What? 
I don't know what this is about  sounds crazy man 
Somethin' about a gun 
"The court calls Keith Elam to the stand. 
Please approach

Dead End

Insane Clown Posse

Psychopathics From Outer Space

2000

Eminem huh?
You want to diss us?
You want to diss Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid?
Well here goes a remix
From us to you
This is the truth about Slim

Rock & Roll [Live]

Lou Reed

The Wild Side: Best of Lou Reed

2000

on a New York station
She doesn't believe what she hears at all
Ooh, she started dancin' to that fine, fine music
You know, her life was saved by

Rock & Roll

Lou Reed

Rock N' Roll Animal

1974

on a New York station
She doesn't believe what she hears at all
Ooh, she started dancin' to that fine, fine music
You know, her life was saved by

Do It Like A G.O.

Geto Boys

Uncut Dope: Geto Boys' Best

1992

end

Motherfuckin' black radio is being disowned
Not by the other race, but its own
A lot of bullshit records make hits
Because of who you know,

Bivins
And make another bad creation
After that, I'm facing the mics in the radio stations
Saying it's about to sprout (first serve, move out)

Who

game?
I got Cheatham tatted on my chest
No jet lag, I'm a jet plane
No TV show promotin' my name
No face plastered, no radio play
But I still make 'em mix

what? ...received opinion and is loved and valued...
what? ...by the majority. What? What?
Conclusion
Look people, you heard it on the radio
I get...
You

are
A mahogany guitar
We mix the six play
Flip it a million ways
Spend your every fantasy
Your desire's fulfilled by my song
Makin love till

as us
Take away our secrets cause you don't know who to trust
Friends feel a way so they wanting you to rush
You know that you hurting but that ain't what