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things, give a fuck about these niggas
Need the whole thing, I don’t settle with these niggas
On my own thing, I ain’t stayin’ with these niggas
Seen a few

To the detriment of others so it needs to be replaced 
They try to define beauty by the least amount of melanin 
I worry about the world that my newest niece is

But we lived some 
Don't you die young 
You know ain't no coming back 
We just give love 
Couldn't give up
Even if it kills us 
You know

Ain't no

the fridge
But don't panic, 'cause this s**t's about to get manic,
I just shuffled all my trading cards, F*** YOU MARIK!

Now this looks like a job for me
So

like water man
And it can't be stopped by the biggest dam
Rayz... FOCUS!
F O's
C(See) US
We're the greatest
Maybe that's an understatement
I need my name

don't sleep on me
You don't know me, ain't the homie? Don't speak on me
I could really give a f*** what you think on me
Gang gang only, they'd say

on tv or they said my time will stop
But f that clock and f them pills they make us pop
For our anxiety the higher me wishing the pain would stop
From

Three the Hard Way

Jermaine Dupri

Life in 1472

1998

we can't be touched
All my niggaz say, "WHAT WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK"! (UH)
Be-boy style hot like tical
Four, five cal, check into the profile

broad
Why the fuck would I give a fuck for
We don't lose sleep 'bout a fuck boy
Sendin' hit's like a drug lord, Pablo
Dog food like Rylo
If they all move,

deserts in my city
They say a change gon' come
But only by committee
The witty unpredictable, every time this play
Give Rae his residuals, nine individuals

(Wop, go)

Friends (go, go), not many of us have them 
Let's talk about friends (let's talk about it)
Not ones we can depend on, let's talk about

kickin buckets over
Just rap, they pay us to be black
This coat 3 bands I'm still waiting on the hat
My cuddy could pimp but he still sell crack
I say why

told you nearly every black man is a thug
But they gon go before us so we have to live it up
Up
Moaning quiet don’t wan wake em up
it’s just us
Wanna

Can't talk about the nightmares that i don't share
The yelling that they don't hear
The cuts on my skin
That I cover with a jacket
The paintings

Christ to go and just be light
Give hope by speaking life to expose all these lies
That are advertised and filled with pride
To keep us blind so we can

Back on the Block

Quincy Jones

Back on the Block

1989

doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow

the one you heard about
I'm the best rapper out, go and spread the word around
Monkey see monkey do, why you think they working now?
Got that paper flying

CHORUS (Thirteen) 

Don’t give a damn of you don’t like us 50 on the wrist, money ain’t a thing we priceless when it comes to drip, Girl you know

these rappers on top
They should be fucking with Rosss
I give em game to level up and how it feels to be crossed
Yo music is monetized by the label that

straight off the very top shelf
So we was snortin it and there was not a though about health
We all open up about it n give a shit about stealth
They lit

Delightfully
Smile for now

Polishing the nails that’s in my heart they ain’t shining yet 
I’ll smile for now 
He don’t give these battles too

Holier Than Thou

Tech N9ne

Killer

2008

brothers, on the road to teach others
But the flow would be covered, don't wanna mess with Tech they know that we smothered
Anybody who diss us, retire they

Respect Us

Juvenile

Tha Block Is Hot

1999

then throw your sets up

Listen, listen
I give it to 'em how they ask me
Raw and nasty
The AK, I pack it
Believe I'm 'bout that action
Slash

and talk about the times when our lives were worse
When we was coming up told shit would never work
Guess they made a point cause these days ain't even gotta