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represent my city, I represent my hood
I rep my city, I rep my hood
Rep my people, I rap for good
Grew up in the gutter my momma was trying
To raise two kids

So Many Diamonds

Paul Wall

The Peoples Champ

2005

best chill
Before you wake up with some gangsters in your grill and get killed
By a nigga named Big Phil, tote a big steel
Give a damn if my record

he back me
Wrap and then pack still we don’t do no baggies
From Matty to Jackie I pull up they’re happy
Used to have visions of scaling to Cali
I fly

Mama I rap, mama I really should trap
My niggas they watching my back, all my pencils I take 'em and scratch
I’m tryna cook up a batch that no nigga

Mama I rap
Mama I really should trap
My niggas they watching my back
All my pencils I take 'em and scratch
I'm tryna cook up a batch that no nigga

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

that's not made out of wood
Like going up and not coming down
Is just like the beat without the sound no sound
To the beat beat, ya do the freak

Short Dog's in the House

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

fourteen
No gold ropes, no diamond rings

But look at me now, ten years later
Ask any MC if I rap greater
See I'm known in Fresno, even the big O
From

up fender
I am Bill Gates, you a weak Mark Zucker
Got it from my brother
Savage like my mother
Built my rep and it grows marijuana
Smoke in Jamaica
Boy

you gotta own it
I'm whoopin' these niggas, I feel like they owner
Can't do no more favors, I feel like they owe me
Just come by yourself, I do not

Yeah, it's Reed
Remember the name
Yo
I'm laid back with my feet up
Flickin' the lighter and burnin' up some reefer
Third eye open observin' my

We Don't Give a

Fabolous

Ghetto Fabolous

2001

Guns, stand them up they be as tall as midgets
O.k, I'll rap a little faster
But do I really sound like I turned from a rapper to a pastor
I'm like you

loan this dog
Paid back by our mother sisters
And brothers now Jonas yo
Big Spanish while the numbers
Spanish hocus pocus bro it's all bogus
So are we

Respect the Unexpected

Arsonists

Date of Birth

2001

ejected
This money in this rap got some brothers livin' hectic
Distracted while they acted I snuck in undetected
Quaternarys connected
----
Respect

My Philosophy

Boogie Down Productions

By All Means Necessary

1988

a lover
Beside my brother, S-C-O-T-T
I just laughed, cause no one can defeat me
This is lecture number two, "My Philosophy"
Number one, was "Poetry" you

Avenues & Alleyways

Rancid

...And Out Come the Wolves

1995

or step aside
It's my point of view that took you by surprise

The sun's comin' up yeah the new dawn arrives
The generation standing stand with anger in

somethin' I done wrote up for my man Will
It goes somethin' like this, it's called Rock-a-bye Homeboy
No doubt, no doubt check it out

Queensbridge, when

They say location on the flyer But it's out of state
Hella crimes in my city boosting up the rate
In need of hella yoppas we gone buy a crate
We know

the talk, 'bout all the guns
But no bodies
Bitch look pretty, but some of them gyal deh
Got no bodies
'Bout you bag grams, who’s your rap fans?
Nobodies
Nigga

Spittin' Pollaseeds

Ice Cube

Laugh Now, Cry Later [Clean]

2006

I'm spittin' pollaseeds
Crack 'em one by one
You niggaz got me fucked up

Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back
Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga

of real crazed days
Gotta blaze amazin up in it but it takes Bone
My deadly thugged up brothers rugged never did take no losses
Put 'em all in a coffin, get

in here
Y'all know that nigga slogan
(get him the fuck outta here)
NO! Get his hat the fuck outta here
Get his raps the fuck outta here!
Got that tooth

Hit the Floor

Twista

The Day After

2005

back it up for me I'm beggin' shawty Por favor

Go and get the other lane
Let me show you how to jack it
Ain't no like nothin' a brother
You goin'

Hit the Floor

Twista

The Day After [Clean]

2005

em
Watch how I get up and go
Watch how I switch up the flo
Watch how I do it like
No ones done it befo'
Yes uuhhh Pits a pro
Mami what you fronin

called my brother, he was in the trenches movin' my watch (yeah, yeah)
And I told you, "Ain't no drought," you think you the only nigga got Wock'? (Nah)