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can make your loot, wear your suit
And not give a damn about who the fuckin' police shoot

Wake up, wake up (Wake up, wake up)
Wake up, wake up (Wake

May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady

Elevate

Pomeroy

Cocoon Club

2002

poetic flaming arrows let me introduce the sound
Situate your mind for a logical download
Too many mc's lookin for their way on the clown road
Pass

Anything Is Possible

Too Short

You Nasty

2000

logical fuck an obstical bitch
How can I make twelve albums
All them gold and platinum's
And I am still clowin'
It ain't hard
I used to be a broke

is what we need for new human contact
Not even your own server can save you
We all caught up in the web is so true
No GPS what will you do?
(No e mails

been rated
A man again, Second Album right here
Getting noticed by a lot of my fans
This where I Stand
Being back again like I never Left


Last verse I

The Return

Logic

The Return

up
I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh

Ayo motherfuckin' Trump
Said that shit on my last album but you wasn't tapping in
Fuck a mumble let's make

stories in a song
You cannot know what's right
Til you acknowledge what is wrong
There's way too many fish up in the sea
But they will never have your

Boy, you better go eat some soup with your mama 'nem
And my mind is on another continent
I am real Cash Money, no counterfeit
I don't parkin' lot

a diss
your and 8, you take the piss
yea I won't even date her 
if she wears to much make up, 
yea i won't even see her, if i cant play fifa
say see you

thinking you don't use your mind
But instead of doing something wrong you got to do it right
Come correct by clearing waters, spit this vibe from the mind
My

going to be a straight-up hip-hop album
And the other project, I don't know what the name of yet
I'll give that to you in singles as well
And that has

whippin' up a crack rock
(Crack rock)
Fresh out the pot, pack flippin'
Make the trap hot
And the family hustle kinda tiny
But the stack not

Young nigga

have a very special guest with me
The song you were just listening to
Were from his latest album, For Those Who Waited
A good friend of mine, a talented

life
Aiming high but I gotta strive
For this life I've got supplies
Break the rules and break the ties
It's your time to make your mind
In the end just

mind and maybe
Make some type of crazy shit you'll never find
Until you synthesize some greater matter
That could be advertised

Once ensnared by its

can buy a Rothko at a Costco
News is entertainment even if
It's gloom and doom
Customers create by mixing up
What they consume like a DJ
Lichtenstein

into trying to convince you
Wonder where we would be now if I had agreed with your
Theory of consciousness
All your thoughts on the
Stock market

grow up and be more than
Everyone else in my past, by just recordin', (mm) yeah
I wanna grow to be affordin'
Money enough to make songs feels so

The Grand Finale

N.W.A

The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 2

2002

This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it

[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by

1nce Again

A Tribe Called Quest

Beats, Rhymes and Life

1996

'Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your freaking self
I'm coming rugged with the linden boule type of slang
And yo, we'll see who can hang yo

ain't nobody ever know
The truth can be whatever the fuck
Hold up (Whoa)
When I'm going coast to coast
It's so much going through my mind
I'm getting all

bellicose I need for life
Yeah, it's seven twenty seven and you all up on my mind

Baby the feeling is blithe knowin' I'm yours
Looking back never would've

Although lesson got learned
It doesn't mean that the tables have turned
Being one-eyed among the blind
Can make it easier to find
An escape from your
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