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I can promise I'll be good to you
Everybody wants a million bucks
But I'd rather have a million days with you
A million days with you, a billion
half of africa
And you don't know the half
Have nots robbed by the haves
Signin new money like signin autographs
Mcdonalds billions sold
America billions
they ass

Runnin' to the radio
And the tv issues and views
Shaped by one sided news
Got us like 
Planet of the apes
Under cds and tapes
Preachy
Immortal Technique]
I pledge no allegiance, nigga fuck the president's speeches
I'm baptized by America and covered in leeches
The dirty water that
love me

[Young Buck]
I'm in the candy-painted Range, Cardier frame
Six-by-nines playin so I can hear e'ry thang
Heavy on the gas homie, hoggin up two
love me

[Young Buck]
I'm in the candy-painted Range, Cardier frame
Six-by-nines playin so I can hear e'ry thang
Heavy on the gas homie, hoggin up two
[Eminem]
This motherfucker here, just won't shut up will you?
Talk about I owe you, bitch you owe me
I'm promoting you right now
Yo lets put
take the world by storm
Sky blessed, the land of the brave
Understand where I stand, my hand is made
From B R double-O K-lyn in the planet
Family
I used to have a heart worth a billion bucks
Now it's shitty, shoddy, cheap
Sell it in my sleep for the fakes to eat
While they kiss my ass and tell
I used to have a heart worth a billion bucks
Now it's shitty, shoddy cheap
Sell it in my sleep for the fakes to eat
While they kiss my ass
rappers 69 flop
I blowed a buck in the corner, just to get the feel
My head light smooth when I move the steering wheel
I ain't running from nothing, its
me, bitch so what?
What's yo' function? Where's yo' bucks?
All you want to do is want to stick him up
You want to rob me but I got too much (hah)
[Eminem]
This motherfucker here, just won't shut up will you?
Talk about I owe you, bitch you owe me
I'm promoting you right now
Yo lets put
Still leave these sucka ass niggas in hearses
By the way, I finally sucked my own dick
Leggo!

Snap

Live from my grand-mama's basement
Camp Crystal Lake,
rappers 69 flop

I blowed a buck in the corner just to get the feel
So my head light smooth when I move the steering wheel
I ain't clubbing from nothing,
billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes, who the fuck cares?
I'm stanky rich, I'mma die
billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes, who the fuck cares?
I'm stanky rich, I'mma die
(Now)
G-Unit nigga's is runnin' this shit (Now)
If you ain't reppin where you from-Sit Down!

[Verse - Lloyd Banks]
By now I know you done seen me
now we got you high 

I don't know you 
Why the fuck you all in my grill 
I'm stackin' buck on you niggas, stay so so trill 
You ain't no killa
And a billion bucks of fuck
That's bringing up the slack in the gross national product.
I guaduct. My mind avalanches expressions
And from papas erection
Chillin' in my sock, servin' ice for ten bucks

And you'd be in the house, all warm and shit
And ya ass got the sweater with the fire lit
And whatever ya
,
Coca-Cola came and bought it
For billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me; baby
Be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes,
Who the fuck
Team, billion buck spenders
Strip boutiques, advantage, get move on
We too strong, the menace, nothin to lose con
Yachts we cruise on, money that's too
with G-String, Liz Clairborne
Don the King, hustlin, nigga Don I mean
Exquisite, a radiant, brilliant chemist
American Cream Team, billion buck spenders
Polygram for eleven billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
And I'll even, get you an ad in "The Source"
You'll be the first rapper