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need every stock dividend
Young, black and I’m diligent
I’m from queens that’s the southside
Know them niggas really outside
Word of mouth is contagious

of people that told me, "No" and I turned that into my fuel
Slacking in my school work, didn't care much
Sisters are getting on to me
But trust me, this

-Bust the trust 
3 -No More Monopoly 
(marching SFX to commence, soft first, rising in volume and tempo to the lyrics) 
(beat change) Fanny
To the temple

Black an white keys
Oreo
Speech steady searing
Lava flow
But yall aint hearing
No Audio
The shadow moves unnoticed
In sight but out of focus
Feel it when

JFK 2 LAX

Gang Starr

Moment of Truth [Clean]

1998

up, don't wanna see us makin G's
Long as we know this is the key to our destruction
Let's make moves no discussion

Peace to my man Hass, and Orange

know my loyalty with us, don't ask me 'bout no side bitches
Baby, I want you to trust, I know it's hard with how I'm living
Can I depend on you to bust

Trust the government
If you're born here then this is your fate
Whether you're gay or hispanic or black
you know that they always will have your back

to informants when they roll witcha (They'll turn rat)
Thats why I ride by myself ion need no niggah (Ion need nobody)
Duct tape black mask and two pistols (I'm

I need all of my money no settling ugh
Ride for my niggas no peddling ugh
All by myself ain’t got no one to trust
Matching off whites with the Louis

W/ a sexy Billie Jean
Rumor should've been
Tuffy bouta checc by any means
Imma fucc, but won't trust baby
That's on Billy Green

I know everything

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

Hoo-Bangin': The Mix Tape, Vol. 1 [Clean]

1999

play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets

[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog 
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don

of kindness
Know you a master manipulator and habitual liar too
But don't tell no lie about me and I won't tell truths 'bout you

Shoo, shoo, shoo
Shoo,

Make peace or go raw?
I can't explain the true penalties of fame and the wealth
Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself
Got the devil got me

Starin' Through My Rear View

2Pac

Gang Related [Original Soundtrack]

1997

jails
In the cell, countin' days in this livin' black hell
Do you feel me? Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a 12 gauge pump for

of night
We share this paralyze
The door cracks open
But there's no sun shining through
Black heart scarring darker still
But there's no sun shining through

your friends for real
Got it by yourself don't need no man for help
Baddest out your friends and baby that's nice
No limits not from magnolia but living

sharin good vibes but you gotta trust
Reach out & share My energy Sistas & Brothas you are the key
Express Yourself and take My advice Tomorrows not

love that his hero is a black man
Black man feared by whites when it happens
That's just a reality check
While we sinning in debt
Who gone pay off

with some holes
Niggas ride for me like a M.O.B., if you ain't know, now you know
I don't trust no bitch, they be choosin' shit, got the weed smell on my

Mozart than most, my key lyrically
Is noted on a scale above the whole industry
It's Dax i got bars out in Georgia
Twenty-minute songs'll probably Illinois

said slave to the chain and they chained to the whips 
And they never come through and they always talkin 

Live by my black hands black plans with black

It's Clive The Producer
Be well, be well
Be well, be well
Be well, be well
Be well, no details
Be well, be well
Praying for my niggas, gotta be well

Like a scratched cd, my life skip a beat 
Crushed up Pills cheap thrills and nicotine 
Faygo dreams black hole start to open under me 
Lucid dreams

take me on a date Dont bother askin ill say No

Yea the way im suited all Black, remember me
Yea remember how you Left me
Dont expect that im gone Cuz