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Juicy

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

Remember Rappin' Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get

on beats that you like you consider it
Suck on so many dicks
Not talking bout one man, I'm talking bout many men
I'm feeling like 50 cent
Talking my shit

on purpose
I started with 50 Cent

My name not Curtis, diamonds on chain
My diamonds, they dancin
My diamonds, they lovely
My diamonds are romancin

My fans

Life's a Bitch but she gorgeous when she dress up
Lay her on her back and put her legs up
Hip hop is an eggo
All you rappers can just leggo
Stack it up

Funkadelic Relic

LL Cool J

14 Shots to the Dome

1993

remember chillin' with my pistol on the train
I'm sayin' two to this I'm representin' hip-hop
Admit that I'm the man, its time for me to get my props

jest obok ziomal nie łap muła

Fifty fifty dzielę z bratem nic ponadto
Zwierzęce rządze mam w buszu żuje ciągle las rąk
Uniesionych non stop
Hip hop nie

then chuck the deuces
My troops got bumps and bruises
But fuck these niggas do this
Hadouken

Durham County on the map
It ain't cause of hip hop yet
Hold

think I'ma stop
I was hip without hip-hop
Between the lines, I could read the signs
They don't want music
They want songs that'll get
A whole generation

of my address, Hip-Hop (Hooray)

REFRAIN
You don't know who you are 
If you don't know where you come from 
No mystery in history tradition has been

Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like

Duke? Duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like

If I Had

Eminem

The Slim Shady LP

1999

As Ill As Me"
And I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs
Tired of JLB sayin' "Where Hip-Hop Lives"

But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn

but I got it like this, anything I want imma get, get or die trying 50 cent, little money that I spent for her to let me come up on her tits, I promise

wish death on me, I feel like "50 Cent"
She a gold digger, that pussy a metal detector
Yeah, the shit I got on cost about, fifty yen
That's the thousand,

50
Da clip hold more than 50 sueeze it untill it's empty
She fucks me until it's empty 
Then walk me to the kitchen
Then french kiss me__
 I'm finger

your best table. Okay, the best table
Know what I'm sayin'? By the window over the view and shit
Alright? And also I need to know
can I pay at this

wild to think about how long the people have listened now
Fifty years down the line, we could spark this
My eternal beloved hip hop is where our hearts

Dime from a cent
Lawyers in pocket
Police on my payroll
Loud by the zip
Blinded by the light
Clouded by the scent

I cannot lose
I cannot stop
I will not

Heard you ain't recognized
Its been a long time ya prime
Thought you white wine but you was all kinds
Pick you up in my whip and by your hips 
Staring

celebratin' fifty years of hip-hop
Plus you're an all-time great, we can agree
But tell me what you want your legacy to be
Well, everything about my whole

kill-this-shit
Always movin confident never hesitant
You take a extra sec to think now you heaven sent
Take my two cents
If you been talkin shit get on your knees

less than an hour
Before I had 50 cent
I knew I had power
Back when I heated hot water to wash pretend its a shower
Then a beginning penman
Novice sniper

sitting in my sandbox, all alone, patiently, yellin' out
Please! When is hip-hop coming back on the scene?
When is real shit gonna be showin' up on my

when I'm with her, certain shine bout me
Needed loving for the winter but I'll be fine by sea
It go hip, it go hop
It go hip, it go hop
Pizzy and Ros do