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Safe

Scarface

The Fix

2002

On the verge of pawnin' your jewelry and sellin' your ride
Somebody shoulda told him ain't no life in these streets
You only out here 'til you touch it, when

equality's the problem
How many years 'til it's solved?
I think somebody want a race riot
But hip-hop isn't swayed by it
Too many black rappers sellin' out
You

of the dead
But my hope still remains
Whether dead or alive, this is do or die
When Christ is the gain
So raise your torches up high
Tonight we fight for our

Joshua

Dolly Parton

The Hits of Dolly Parton

1977

shack it was a happy home 
And we just couldn't help but fall in love 
That big black dog and that little old shack 
Sitting down by the railroad track

everybody's talking
In the T with my g
Taking turns with a portion
I'm black an' a white rapper
Morrisson an' Jordan jaykae an' Aitch
I can't shop by myself

not once have I seen you ride
Dumb little guys with lies
Soon get dug by my Rambo knife
I'll take your life, your soul is mine
If you're on me, come

speaking his business
Dogs will holler if they're struck by objects
Lean on the spirit protect your necks
Don't get caught in the stings on the set
Cause

Deep breath
That's rarefied air
Take care
Watch out that you don't disappear
Got my head in the clouds
No hope new haze
I drink rum by the case
What

dem
pelting waist
I am in My Happy place
This is forever
So Order de drinks Dem by de case
Man we aint got no time to waste.
Push Back Good Gosh Girl

Welcome to New York City

Jay-Z

Come Home with Me [Clean]

2002

Marcy projects hallway loiterer
Pure coke copper, get your order up
I bring em to Baltimore in the Ford Explorer
It's gonna cost you more if I gotta

track jackets, and the hats match it
Glock 40 this is black magic
Equipped with black talons
Heavy metal this is Black Sabbath
Just the devil, convicted

I've seen long live turn to please die
You by my side?
Better know how to ride
612 To the 215
The size my stride, my turf, my side
I was raised

impossible
This is how it sounds when your skin starts biting you 
This is how it feels when your skin stars eating you
This is a problem
Not a black

Time Passing Us By

Bizzy Bone

The Gift

2001

(Chorus - repeat 2X)
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin' the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac and Ritalin,

the whole block down like I got something to prove
But um, besides the lane, you look the same
Still blowing beauty marks, sitting under your bang
Ankle

a ghetto star, a drop top double-R is what I'm ridin'
Nigga, if you was half the man your bitch was
Bring yo' artillery when you come for me, 'cause we

a ghetto star, a drop top double-R is what I'm ridin'
Nigga, if you was half the man your bitch was
Bring yo' artillery when you come for me, 'cause we

getting real tough
Losing your rights left and right it's gettin' rough
We need to make some noise get up and stand up
We cannot hold back now
Take your

getting real tough
Losing your rights left and right it's gettin' rough
We need to make some noise get up and stand up
We cannot hold back now
Take your

voice breaks through your glass
To remind them of him
Black man
They have this vendetta against you
Etched their own convictions into your skin

threw the case at like 8-track tapes
Blew eight stacks at Peter Luger's 'til it's your faith at stake
Who waves at the Louis haters through the new

need somebody to hold me
And I see you on the dance floor
I cannot help myself, I need your love tonight
Cause everything I do keeps boring me
You're

Snakes love to give the run around
Buss his head
BLAM
Bitch guess you ain't runnin' now
Number one code up ina streets
Is never run your mouth
If you

assassin eyes
One look your way and somebodys about to fucking die
No sleep ever required
Hes a well-oiled machine
Hands vice grip strong eyes black