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profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
hypothetical
These are the facts, a little metaphysical
We are one, every heart every lung
So why then was the black man hung?
He was hung by
my cards
I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars
I went to the malls and I balled too hard
"Oh my God, is that a black card?"
I turned around
eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
Of friends he used to know
Of things he's done, he saw, he's felt
All casted in pictures
Black and white
Color
8 x 10
5 x 7
Four inch
Three inch
Panoramic
All
the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright
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Hello, my name's Clint Eastwood.
And a lot of you remember me as that little black kid
on Different Strokes. But there's another,
darker side of me
Ray Liotta
In that black and white old school it look like Sammy Sosa yeah
Stunt like the matrix reloaded
Yeah I'm right back on this side-shit like
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
widen
My life been super sizing
All this rhyming
Got me signing papers for advertising
My next album life defining
Genuine shining
Nobody minding
My fate
on the wallets of the poor
Who be knockin' on they door, every Black Friday
Just to get some shit they can't afford
Even with the discount, write a check, that
1 yeah
This album is dedicated to all the teachers
That told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above
The buildings that I
jaise Black Panther
Forever Wakanda
Forever Wakanda
Forever Wakanda
Forever (Wakanda)
Wakanda Forever,
Its now or never,
Sky the limit,
There's no
Niggas scared of that black
I drop that Black Album, then I back out it
As the best rapper alive, nigga, ask 'bout me
From bricks to Billboards
From grams
niggas in the game
A lotta niggas got two albums I can't explain
How they maintain to keep the same migraines
I can't help it if my brain is supersonic
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
nowhere to go ('cause I be runnin' this)
Reaper saved your soul (come on)
Surroned by the colors, I see crimson, black and blue (come on)
Locking open
this
Ain't nowhere to run, ain't nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to go, Reaper's saved your soul
Surrounded by the colors, I see crimson, black
[Nas]
The Firm, Trackmasters, Escobar, Allure Keep it raw!
A-yo the bridge keep rockin
we comin through bottles popin
Allure when your album
de faire peter une nouvelle tn
Couleur Black comme la Black bm
Sa fait bien longtemps qu'on s'en bat les couilles nous
En cas d'embrouille je reviens
name to Clint
She told me I'm fresh, sucked me off like a mint
Don't got the energy to pretend, but still some don't get the hint
Hand in my pocket, no
done told you niggas
Nine albums, stop fucking with me
I done told you niggas
The 9 on me, stop fucking with me
You niggas must got nine lives
9th
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