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I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's

did my albums (yeah), Calvin's turnin' me into a zombie
'Cause these buds are like the Hulk, they're twice the size that his arm be (grr)
And that is

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

and replied, "Why yes
But I prefer the term African American Express"
Brains, power, and muscle, like Dame, Puffy, and Russell
Your boy back on his hustle,

Come on yeah 
And do the beach stomp with me, yeah
Yeah, ah yeah

Now the boys are there
With their transistor radios
And all of the girls are in

the fuckups too

My boy Austin, who's in a
Band called Slow Hollows
Is really sick with guitar he's playing
On three songs on the
Album, and the things that

you'd stay
I'll just put on my favorite beach boys album
And cry my blues away

She was the reason I was singing
But then she took with her my song
So now

No More Interviews

Big Sean

No More Interviews

Reporting live from Hawaii with my girl
I brought sand to the beach
Working on vacay in the booth, sand on my feet
I'm from the ground up like

out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty

I woke up in a bounce house on a beach
Sand all on my feet, yeah
Bad girls all on me 
Summer time the remedy, yeah
Bounce house on a beach
Sand all

you short and sweet with the love for poems?
Are you by the beach doing yoga poses?
Man of my dreams
Are you out in Brooklyn grabbin' a pizza?

at the bridge
You niggas is sipping on 40's
I'm topping the keg you know how we play
Like G's coming up off

Watts boys in the hood spit
Nothing but that hot shit

chances are slim like shady
If I were you I'd understand why you would hate me
I make good ass music, like boy you crazy
I only use this so I can say how

Motherfuckin' real G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show

Real Muthaphuckkin G's

Eazy-E

It's On (Dr. Dre) 187um Killa

1993

Motherfuckin' real G's

Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show

mybroe
I bring life to the booth
Kill a mic when I recite the truth, ja
MC by trade
I let my rhyme play
From Saturday to Friday
I have to do it my way
Step

a timeshare somewhere
Rock bum wear, beach chair, write a book each year
You can write yourself out of your blessings
Wreck your Lambo the first day just by

till My four by fours are tourin your streams
Bitch
Ocean
Beach
Minds in motion my mental stay in the ocean
Ocean
Beach
Your mind is beaching I'm

ain't done brah"

"Okay, you're confusing me
I always see you in the hood
But you look like them white
Boys from Laguna beach
So what are you? A Thug

evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural

Ay, rap boy No.1, ya
On my school stars, I walked into the school dressed to kill
I feel good, everyone was surprised by my clothes(Clothes)
Now I

By My Side

Eminem

Eminem Presents: The Re-Up

2006

"Dateline" are the best exposure
Now you're still, on the news and everybody knows ya
Yeah, yeah

By, my, side
To all the niggas tryin' to get me it's, by

decapitating the liar that was big game hunting with nothing but a stick plucked from a tree planted by spirits so weak they can't even grow flowers and are

a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd

nigga, Crenshaw district, boy
Used to walk to the Slauson to get fitted, boy
Then spent time by the beach, my wave different, boy
Bad breath nigga, I