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shots at a nigga
They don't live to tell it

Machine, bitch (I throw shots at a nigga
They don't live to tell it) Gone
Griselda, by Fashion Rebels

he was balling I got stand up please let me 
Testify cause when I'm speaking this game I ain't speaking ya name 
But don't let it pass you by goodbye

I'm facing a blunt that don't hit me goes thru me
The Money like blue cheese, I sleep in her coochie
The bitches cat fishin they tripping ain't dicking

Straight Like That

Capone-N-Noreaga

The Reunion

2000

New York smokin' LA weed
I hate a bitch named Pebbles like LA Reed
I dead niggaz like Pac and Big, blocks to live
These niggaz can't eat like

approval, you've got me against the ropes
I started to hate your presence, I was steady losing hope
Called me stupid, called me dumb, you can't ever do it

Back in the Day

Ahmad

This is Hip Hop [Ultrasound]

1995

Naggin' if she had a sis maybe could mack a baby hood rat
Y'all remember way back then, when it was nineteen eighty-five
All the way live, I think I was

governments have lied
Air out the spot ragnarok avenger of genocide
I know the elite hate me I feel it in my bones
I be spitting the truth info warrior like

ain't think that I could go and get it done
But now I did it they expecting me to show them love
They hate to see what I've become
These niggas ain't

His family gon close up the casket
They turning dumb niggas into stars
They live under rocks like they Patrick
I swear I'm hanging on just by a thread

be
Wonder if I climb the charts will they scream up next for me
Or let em in my circle will they hate or stand there next to me
Middle of oppression

Feel the shit in my bowels
Whoa, spit straight mottos
Kids live by but let me say some shit don't follow
Just sit, I'm tryna get a chip
Tryna get it

What Kind of Man

NB Ridaz

Invasion [Nastyboy]

2001

[intro]
Yea, tell me what kind of man
Would do the things I do for you
What kind a man would do the things I do uh!,
What kind a man would give

the rawest like a blue steak get the salmonella what I call this I'm that new old taste I'm a man not a race I be colour blind still like my brother don't hate

[mmmmmh mmmmmmh
There is a better place out there
Mmmmmmmmmh...]

Do you know the tale of the man of the jungle
Lets call him hank, let me tell you

Got cheated on the deal and that's real life stuff,
You live and you learn, you earn by being burned,
The knowledge that sometimes there's no give

by theft
Look at the West and the rest
Transfer knowledge transfer the power then
Tell me what is left bliss? No ignorance
It just just his head that

I'm Not Racist

Joyner Lucas

I'm Not Racist

2017

physically
That don't mean I'm not affected by the history
My grandmama was a slave, that shit gets to me
And you ain't got no motherfucking sympathy, you

and spent my youth learning to mask it
Only to realize i was attacking sadness by adding baggage
And I don't think I deserve fame cause I used to be

buy-polar, only money makes my mood change
Blue face hunnids by the bundle in the suitcase
'Cause I was raised in the jungle with a few apes
Every day, had

night wondering why the river dried
Any fucking time that I tried to float

Til I got a call from my uncle in Houston
No deposit or nothing, told me I

that it is safe for me to cry

Human, I am
I buried my head
In the sand
You wash me in the water
You dust me clean
Stitch by stitch and seam my

step Out line
My shawty by my side the way I Like it
But my fist might do some talkin To their eyelids
I’m a
Done up
One up
Light skinned
Brotha
Mom

Fly ass young nigga walk around with blue Franklins
Niggas my sons if they getting out of line I'll spank 'em
Way I get the crowd turnt I get this

Writing the answer,
I'm there I understand you
You feel like you live in the
past you,
Need to put those problems
past you
Just 乗り越える,
Wanna sing any