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Never will I die, I'll be back
Reincarnated as a motherfuckin mack
I love it cause in heaven there's no shortage on G's
I'm tellin you now, you motherfuckers don't know me
Only fear of death..
You ghetto niggaz
Only fear of death is comin back reincarnated
"Okay, you say you got a man, I mean, I definitely understand,
I'm happy for you, really am, I couldn't have been the only fan
In the world Of a girl like you
I mean, you're beautiful, and I'm sure he's a very nice dude
It ain't no biggie, well I'm sure that I'm gon' see you around the city
Only thing I ask if shit don't work out for y'all, then don't forget me
And don't act like a stranger when you see me on the scene
I came up with a world-class scheme to get the girl of my dreams"
J. Cole - The Badness (feat. Omen)
"I hate the winter time because the nights come quicker
The light make them whites think Im a nice young nigga
But at night they think twice and walk a little faster
Its funny, 100 yrs ago I would of called Id a call this nigga masta
How the tables turn but still the fire burning huh"
Reflection Eternal feat. Jay Electronica, J. Cole and Mos Def - Just Begun
"Cause couple years ago, the game had they pajamas on
But now they on my dick, man, I should throw a condom on
Ay, ’cause a nigga comin’ raw like I ain’t got one on
And I ain’t stoppin’ or coppin’ no pleas, I just lock and load, squeeze
Dawg, I’m on a higher level, I’m on top of nosebleeds
Niggas say they sick, but when they rock, they don’t sneeze
Like the nigga on the block wavin’ his Glock but won’t squeeze
Please"
and some Kanye West freestyle, i think this is going to be off his new CD
I sold my soul to the devil,
I know its a crappy deal,
at least it came with a few toys,
like a Happy Meal,
I’m spaced out dog,
I be on that moon talk,
I wonder if God asked Mike how to Moonwalk?
You know the entertainment Angels
Adriana for Giselle,
lets exchange Angels
photoshoot at my crib,
lets exchange angles
rockin nothin but them Tom Benz bangles,
I’m so anxious I’m gettin anxiety
begging one of these fuckin fashion houses to hire me,
they say I’ve been an asshole,
I said if you acquire me,
I can be a quiet me, call it verbal dieting
give me your herbal chai tea
i’ll become polite, please
with a bad white bitch like Ice-T I’m not right dog,
I’m slightly off,
I’m Paranoid
Like bonin’ Raw dog
and wakin up with a slight cough
yea, that’ll make ya dick quite soft
plus my neck hurt too, lemme take all this ice off
Little bit lost and...
A little bit lonely
Little bit cold here
A little bit feared
But I hold on
And I
Feel strong
And I
Know that I can
Getting used to it
Lit the fuse to it
Like to know who I am
Been talking to myself forever, yeah
And how I wish I knew me better, yeah
Still sitting on a shelf and never
Never seen the sun shine brighter
And it feels like me
On a good day
And it feels like me
On a good day
I'm a little bit hemmed in
A little bit isolated
A little bit hopeful
A little bit cold
But I hold on
And I
Feel strong
And I
Know that I can
Getting used to it
Lit the fuse to it
Like to know who I am
"graduating to a higher form of consequence-compliments
a struggling that shouldn't be notable
and every word i said should be a hip hop quotable"
__________________
Gold is the money of kings;
Silver is the money of gentlemen;
Barter is the money of peasants;
But debt is the money of slaves.
-Norm Franz
I was a terror since the public school era
Bathroom passes, cuttin classes, squeezing asses
Smoking blunts was a daily routine
Since thirteen, a chubby nigga on the scene
I used to have the tre` duce
And the duce duce in my bubblegoose
Now i got the mack in my knapsack
Loungin' black, smoking sacks up in acts
And sidekicks with my sidekicks rockin fly kicks
Honeys want to chat
But all we wanna know is "Where the party at?"
And can i bring my gat?
If not, I hope I don't get shot
But i throw my vest on my chest
'Cause niggaz is a mess
It don't take nothin' but frontin'
For me to start somethin'
Buggin' and barkin' at niggaz like i was duck huntin'
Dumbing out, just me and my crew
Cause all we wanna do is
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
__________________
Sometimes we tend to be in despair when the person we love leaves us, but the truth is, it's not our loss, but theirs, for they left the only person who couldn't give up on them.
Make the effort and take the risk..
"Do what you feel in your heart to be right- for you'll be criticized anyway. You'll be damned if you do, and damned if you don't." - Eleanor Roosevelt
Too many to list, here are whats on my mind right now.
The Fugees - Fu-Gee-La
[LAURYN]
Yeah in saloons we drink Boone's and battle goons till high noon,
Bust rap toons on flat spoons, take no shorts like poon poon's.
See hoochies pop coochies, for Gucci's and Lucci
Find me in my Mitsubishi, eatin' sushi, bumpin' Fugees.
Nas - If I Ruled the World
Cause you could have all the chips, be poor or rich
Still nobody want a nigga havin shit
If I ruled the world and everything in it, sky's the limit
I push a Q-45 Infinit
It wouldn't be no such thing as jealousies or B Felonies
Strictly living longevity to the destiny
I thought I'd never see but reality struck
Better find out before your time's out, what the fuck???
This one is not a rap song but has very beautiful/sad lyrics
The Cure - Pictures of you
Remembering
You how you used to be
Slow drowned
You were angels
So much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But I never see anything
If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of you
But I never hold on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart
My pictures of you
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
All my pictures of you.....
- getting blessed on a jet, it’s a way to reflect hard work pays off I’m a boss you can tell, by the bottles in the pail and the models that we share
- six bitches numbers on the same knapkin, now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction
- watch one of a kind, another one on my mind. Phone bill 4 grand, thats your hoe on the line
- if you aint getting money that means you done something wrong
- I got an eagle view standing on my balcony. Can only stay a week or two, so many people out for me. I bulletproofed the maybach, got a killers intuition, holding on that mack 11, makaveli premonition
- we started minute, the money matured, my money secured, I got bunnies in Europe. My bubbles be pure, cost like a hundred a pour, the world is yours, hundred million and more
- determined to be the best, not lookin back at regrets. How many people you blessed is how you measure success
- up early in the morning, got gold in my eye. Got a 4-5 that’ll leave a hole in the sky
- street life, sellin dope, fuckin hoes, big E smoke comin outa nigga nose. Candy paint on the corner selling everything, I’m on the move aint called mama in a couple days
- I’m the biggest boss that you’ve seen thus far, got the biggest car, Spanish broads no bra. Tell your girlfriend to come talk with me dawg. We straight G’sand we came here to ball. Bottle after bottle and I’m sure you count em all.
- no I didn’t grow up with it, so I had to go and get it. Started with a biscuit, now I got a loaf, hoes want a slice, I wana tell them no. But I can’t I get a rush blowin dough. I’m gettin bank, I’m in a rush to blow the dough. This is the life, I’m in the race to get money. This is the life, I need a bad bitch to blow it for me
- celebrating wealth, pourin moet in her hair
LIL WAYNE
- a million here, a million there. Sicilian bitch with long hair, with coke in her derrier
- you’re like a bitch with no ass, you ain’t got shit
- private plane, pick location. I’m going to the bank to make a big donation
- you know what they say about when your palm itch, I’m gone get money, money I’m gone get
- swagga so bright I don’t even need a light. I’m with a model broad, she don’t even eat rice
- the top is so appropriate, it is just where I belong. Keep a hard dick for your girlfriend to wobble on
2PAC
- I aint a killa but don’t push me. Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy
- it was my only wish to rise, above these jealous coward motherfuckers that despise
- out on bail, fresh outta jail California dreamin. Soon as I step on the scene I’m hearin hoochies screamin
NOTORIOUS BIG
- at last, a nigga rappin bout blunts and broads, tits and bras, ménage a trois, sex in expensive cars
- livin life without fear, putting 5 karats in my baby girls ears. Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
THE GAME
- The cars we got em, the girls ride with us. The haters is hatin, the feds takin pictures. Wana see a million dollars nigga look at me, everything cost money even vick aint free
- I show niggas the Bentley and let you drive it. Gone for 2 days I didn’t even check the mileage
- my moms happy she aint gota pay the rent, and she got a red bow on that brand new benz
- drive fast, both hands on the dash, close both your eyes and hope u that you don’t crash, it’s lyrical homicide, both airbags out, roll the fuckin windows down and let the bass out. Niggas, drop the top on whatever you in. Bitches, let your ponytail blow in the wind
50 CENT
- my flow, my show, brought me the dough, that bought me all my fancy things, my crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
- you can catch me with the finest hoes, choose which whip to drive by what matches my clothes, I got a fetish for the stones
- shorty I’ve been watchin you watchin me, now you tell me what you like more, my watch or me
- I’m on the next level, Breitling baguette bezel, benz pedal to the medal
T.I
- see me in your city sittin pretty know I’m shining dawg, ridin with a couple latin broads and a china doll
- you don’t like me cause, your bitch most likely does
LUDACRIS
- my momma quit her job cause I got her workin with 6 figures. Yeah she’s workin with 6 figures while some niggas workin like some slaves. She retired a little bit early cause her son is fuckin paid. And she aint gotta do shit, but be rich, and stay alive. And once in a while just take her lexus and drive on 285
YA BOY
- I like them girls but I love my qwuap. Whole bunch of hundreds in a big fat knot. Benz’s and beamers fresh off the lot, big face wrist watch like flavor flave’s clock
MIKE JONES
- I remember back then, most of these girls couldn’t stand me. But now them same hoes beggin me to pull down their panties
YOUNG BUCK
- on the front of the Maybach, it says payback for those that hated on me
KID KUDI
- haters shake my hand but I keep the sanitizer on deck
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