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niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
the banning of free speech.  First Amendment protects
material, resultably."

Luke (being interviewed):
"We don't talk about, uh, harassing and sexually
the banning of free speech. First Amendment protects
Material, resultably."
Luke (being interviewed):
"We don't talk about, uh, harassing and sexually
shit to do but look (Talk about, what?)

[Pusha T]
In my "Home Sweet Home" I keep chrome next to my bones
Alters my walk to limpin'
Since I love
you don't know me by now, you'll never know
Stepping on my critics, beating on my foes
The plan is to stay focused, only then I can grow
Straight
a hard act to follow , love girls that swallow
So crazy I don't know where I'ma be at tomorrow
Yeah , I heard that money talks so I wrote this commentary
tho' yo' ceo talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on

[Master P]
Whassup
tho' yo' ceo talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on

[Master P]
Whassup
the game is on and you just fouled out
How about a little affection thrown in my direction honey?
Yeah, I'm sorry for the way I yelled about the money that I
But the devil he can talk real loud (Yeah)
And my on decision I'm not proud (No)
But by the grace of God I'm here right now  
Healthy and getting
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse 
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts 
Yeah, ha hah! 
On the wheels
Clover Geez, ain't got no money nigga
You see everybody pieced up, cause we ain't broke nigga

What you know about the South, diamonds up in our mouth
Her moms was a customer
She used to love to buy the books by Octavia Butler,
Parable of the Sword? the main character's name was Lauryn,
What her
a superhuman though,
I am a man,
So the grace that I talk about on all my records,
I need it for myself, cause really I'm just a mess,
Finding rest from
bombed us, now we're bombing back,
Where the heck is Osama at?

And I would love to talk about Katrina,
but everytime I talk about Katrina,
they look at me
Supportin my family, fuckin with my dogs and reportin 
According to the man upstairs, we all got our own problems 
So why the fuck you worryin about theirs
my family, fucking with my dogs and recording
According to the man upstairs, we all got our own problems
So you, stop worrying about bail (Aight)
incentive
Is this about you, well, then what's your intention?
What's the intention?
What's the intention?

"Pssst, I totally get it
You're by yourself
Shopp, man
We... y'know finally reachin' the end of this album and I just wanna thank y'all, like...
I was never a big fan of doin' the whole long talk
for teaching me that
Money is easy to make, but hard to keep
As far as my nigga 'Los, I love him
He showed me you can do a dope album with no budget
she scared, they scared, I said
They scared they scared to talk about it
Bout it bout it bout it bout it bout it

If you scared, say you scared
by a Mack truck 
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up 
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up 
I'mma take you
and Mr. Shadow A-K-A The Mayhem Click
And we're talkin' about rumors
Now Lil' Rob we understand you have an album out entitle the Crazy Life
Can you tell
me because they use to talk head about my rhymes
And when they heard me in the radio they requested till I die and I must admit
That I love you
hard
That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit, get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by, then you get capped