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I’m not OJ Simpson
But I’ll 
Make the beat 
My bitch & kill it 
Human is my race 
And love is my religion 
Martin had a dream 
And real1 gotta vision

a wizard, but this is not Oz
Cold but hot, I can turn the summer to fall
I'm sicker than y'all
Don't talk to me unless you talkin' 'bout paper
I'm buyin'

it. Why should we? And this is not socialism.

The judges today are prime minister, president, prime minister, president comrade Vladimir Putin.

unimpressed by my Ferrari
(Vroom) her attitude'll sting
I mean this bitch is Waspy (Haha)

Takin' it back to the days I
Was emailin' blogs my own music, man

Ain't Worried Bout It cause my mane lie
On Two A pack too fly
Selling in the street no B by
Why they call it white president
Niggas all I see is this

Feeling like this year the one
My man can second that
My penmanship is crazy baby this ain't chicken scratch
They used to call me chicken George in my

whether or not I love you
Up unto the point where you have no excuse
To believe or not believe in me
But know this
At the same time I have made every

perfect
I just try my best not like the rest, I came to flex
My main object let's get a check
I claim my set, I gained respect
I'm fuckin' lit, word to this

and what they rap about is real
Fake like a Hermes belt with a lowercase h
I don't know why the supply for wack rappers are high
The demand is low, gettin'

(Bink! The Humble Monster)
I just hope this encourages people who love each other (you know it's so, oh-ooh)
To make it right
(Hitmaka!)
It's not

listen and just make assumptions
Say I love you when we fucking
But that don't mean nothing
And now you thinking back on things I said like is he fronting

dealin' with the deal
Fuckin' with the motherfukers
Homie this is real michael Mann, camera pan
Glimpse into the life that I live
It's just rap but it's

Let me put it in perspective
They tell me niggas talking
But my hearing is selective lane switch
Main bitch appearing in my section
Your album never

Colder than the streets life ain’t sweet this ain’t canderel
I’m way too real for all that fake shit
Send your ass to heaven that’s a face lift
Tried

if I want you or Not
Im in town for the summer
The Sun and the Water
The young niggas running
It up

Makin' love in the back, on The bus
Makin' love in

20 Minutes

Snoop Dogg

No Limit Top Dogg

1999

Hey yo Goldie Loc let me hear some dog (puff)
We gotta go some for the hood that's on the real
Yeah, this is a public service announcement from

a threat this ain't a diss 
Hollow tips that don't miss 
This is a beam I do not McC 
I got no trouble with taking it back 
Back to the x back to the pine

Tru Playaz

Tru

True

1995

more bitches then oil of olay
But I'm smooth like gladness, hustlin is a habit
Spinach for popeye, fool I like cabbage

[big ed]
[chorus]
Can tell by you

bitch
My grandson rich Lincecum fast ball fuck up your timing Haight street freestyle fuck up You rhyming
B b c rhyme monk fuck up your hymen This is

New Atlanta

Jermaine Dupri

No Label II

2014

it trill (in new Atlanta baby)

Crossover spaghetti junction
Northside Migo bando bunkin'
Lil' momma she foreign, she not from this country
Fly

Or maybe J-Snow and that girl get killed
Would you two shut the
I mean
Young ones
No more interrupting
This is where the story gets good
He he he he he

Not

to these niggas 
Fredo, Michael, Don Vito deadly trio 
Smooth like Leo, get real messy
The weight you push not heavy 
Automatic AR-15 bars clean you niggas

not goin' out sad, yeah
Swerve with the goons (swerve)
Big stepper, I just came from the moon (step, moon)
I'm smokin' a real one (static is real

Disciple

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

and Judas I'm disciple of music
Street beats is the main thing minus the traitor
And I'm not a dictator, I'm the righteous invitin' you haters
Inside