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than I make
And then times it by eight
Because that's what I said
When we pull up to cities, we buy all the
Drop, yeah, we buy all the lean, yeah
We

to be abused and misconstrued
See it's just not about me but about you too
Living in a world with unwritten rules
Where we all are looking like fools
When

slavery
Got yo ass beat by the union quite flagrantly
I don’t really know Abe Lincoln’s true reasons
Shit but one way or another he said fuck it nigga free

blotting the paper softly, and plotting an uprising 
And watching your shawty drop it
Slick clean she met me then wet dreamed
Picking teams my opps don't

Soundtrack 2 My Life

Kid Cudi

Man on the Moon: The End of Day [Clean]

2009

about the dram'
Or even explain the troubles that haunted my mom
On Christmas time, my mom Christmas grind
Got me most of what I wanted, how'd you do it

wasn't young, I was just part of their dream
A shadow walked with me down the hall, it was Martin Luther King
All in shadow, all before me, overwhelmed

coast get
Those to the liquor store
Sippin' on some Rémy Martin before
The show get started
It's gon' be off the hanger
And a few cool rap singers
I can't

victorious)
(We shall fight)
Don't wanna be another statistic
(We will never give up)
(We will never give in)
(We shall take it to the mountain top)

Family Business

Fugees

The Score

1996

birth of agility
Who will it be to test me and expose their futility
Iron like a lion from Zion stop tryin' so hard
I think I smell your brain cells

to the people?
I was locked down, still doing shit illegal
Running around in jail like
"I ain't give a hell" when
You was on PC, locking it with males

And I ain't

I didn't receive it by
Hauling my ashy ass
Off to college
What I have cannot be taught
I watched the industry
Killing my brothers
Teaching them

like a Martins
Girl you dey kill me Remy Martins

Geng ah wo I was born in the early '90s
Ever since I've doing my things
Say geng geng geng you can't

Emergency, the mirror me said I could be her too, the day I say I do

Black men bleeding, it's your time
Not so funny valentine
Oh don't you take, don't

me balling 
The world knows it ain’t no secret 

Feeling like Martin 
How I’m marching 
And giving speeches 
Don’t fuck wit broke hoes 
All you bitches

pocket
Making noises
I just need a chance
I could blow in like 10 days okay
Okay so just give me a chance
I’mma grab the homies
We gone make a band
View

Ms. Martin

Big Punisher

Yeeeah Baby [Clean]

2000

seem to fuck wit 
My shit is hot dogs, to top it off, still spittin' mustard 
No fair, 'cause I don't care I go to war wit a musket 
Just give me some

the
First musical act to appear in a
Talkie film, The Jazz Singer
In 1927 unfortunately it was performed
By Jolson in blackface

(3) Maharanee: The wive

Be honest, succeed, just look at me!
If I can do it, you can do it
We can do it, just believe, believe
Believe! When I lay down
I think about some

bitches wan give me coochie
Feel like Lou, ay
Runnin' through these bricks like Usain
Call me Kool-Aid
Livin' like my life a movie
Martin Scoosay
Fuck a 9

we nuh tek your apology
every day we see you look another enemy
Martin with your advance technology
it seems so senseless to me

I can see clearly

is my command
You rolling I'm rolling with ya
You say it's time to split
Don't worry I get the picture
She grabbed me by the wrist
If I could I would

knock off that boy
She say she need me, she deceivin', so I had to play her ass on
She was fuckin' with them niggas from out Park Forest
It's my mind,

, give it, give it, give it, give it, give it, give it, give it
Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me!

You gotta give it to me (You

8 Miles and Runnin'

Jay-Z

8 Mile

2002

"Give me one more chance"
And them smokers screamin' "One more gram!"
So I'ma bring 'em one (chyeah)
Only son to my pops
Stick close to my momma, keep