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styles are fatherless, motherless, marvelous
Adopted by every hip hop George Papadopoulos

the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging

ball my clammy hands into fists by my sides
Every step I take, I can hear an echo
I glance around and realise it's me
It's my shoes they clatter across

don't want it, You gon' lose

I stay elevatin' like a soul
If don't give me mine
(If don't give me mine) shit a revelation
Killin' niggas by the genocide

steadfast rock of Garvey
I'm the "New Negro" of every ten years
I made the peanut give birth to things that you wouldn't believe, and I coordinated red,

hope for me
But child don't you know that

I know everything you've been through
I know how it hurts you
I know why you cry
And I've seen everything

acting kinda wild
You ain't acting like a man, boy you acting like a child
Every time i see a fan, they ask me to freestyle
But you know that i'm the man i

The Art of Peer Pressure

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,

your first born child'll come out
With a colostomy bag as the afterbirth
I don't give a fuck
Nigga, I'll show up to Beyonce's show posin' as Jay Z

seal
For time to come we will give rise to legions of disciples
My bond in your flesh is to be an everlasting covenant

Circumcise every child born

a piece of Russia
And a Piece of Germany
And give them to Poland again
I'll put together Yugoslavia and Czechoslovakia
And hope that is how they'll remain

brought a sword
Acting like they want some peace but they wanna war
I’ma give em’ what they want I’ma give em’ more
You sure
I don’t think you want war with

and left to linger in thought
To wake to her screams every sunrise came through
Blood curls, fist hurls, I lull in my dirt
To abandon what pity that came

of God, he got a babyface

Heavenly father, it's been five years since we met
Every day is on repeat, I hope it's coming to an end
Cut the outro, just fade

Soul racin' man my soul ache
Another mama cryin' cause her child died
Another black life screaming don't shoot
Another protest, another pursuit
By

a
Freeway then a couple of years later
You got famous again when a
Freeway almost killed you
Don't ask me to give a fuck I
Ran out of fucks to give
I hope you

Classic shit, nigga, look

I'm gettin' high, hope it land me close to God
Yeah, yeah, I park my bucket next to whips that I'm supposed to drive
Shit,

Goodbye to You

Dot Rotten

No. 5 Collaborations

2011

right (I hope your listening, right)
I still think of you every Sunday
No one can top your chicken and rice
Even through the darkness times
You held

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

in love with the world
But the world just wants to bring us down
By putting ideas in our heads
That corrupt our hearts somehow

When I was a child

fuck the fans and all the favorites
I'm smacking your ratings
I give a fuck like George
Bush did for African babies
Back to the basics
Nigga are you

fuck the fans and all the favorites
I'm smacking your ratings
I give a fuck like George
Bush did for African babies
Back to the basics
Nigga are you

Confessions, Pt. 2. [Remix; Clean]

Usher

Confessions [Special Edition]

2004

a woman that I barely even know (yeah)
I hope you can accept the fact that I'm man enough to tell you this (she probably can't)
And hopefully you'll give

ni
George Bitch, Obama ou Queen Elizabitch bi
Ils veulent tout replacer dans un nouvel ordre qu'on connaît déjà
On s'en occupe pas continu d'danser