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I would never listen
A bunch of internet stars can't see, they eyes glued to the television

Live and direct, live and direct
Fuck is this shit?

by his side while droves of mistresses went by
The list was long and its members noteworthy
Spanning stars off the silver screen to Jackie’s own press

Everything Under the Stars

Fun Lovin' Criminals

Titan A.E.

2000

eyes from the press we were gettin'
Suspect from headache you know a great deal
Your apathy fake but your parts are real
More than a little by

Go to Sleep

DMX

Cradle 2 the Grave

2003

need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies
When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best

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Run by bankers
Run by history
This city run by gangster killin'
By, by politicians

Your attention please, the press conference is about to begin
In

behind it, my brother Stan, rest in peace (what?)
He gave me this hat twenty-two years ago (damn)
It's my favorite
Can I see that shit for a minute?

afford
To even press the issue so in turn I pressed record
And fell in love with two things
That's loops and pretty girls with hoop rings
You know the type

get betrayed
And I'll let you kill me back
I don't give a hoot cuz' I'll press the X
And I'll give you the boot
And you can send me hate mail in a note

So Serious

Mack 10

Bang or Ball

2001

Well I gotta bike & that bitch on chrome
With a built in 2-way motorola phone
I wear the nights cause my reeboks torn (soooo serious)

(Mack 10

a red dot, don't get on the wrong red eye
It's a headshot, Damien Kane, woo them guys
Fuck around and bury two of them guys
I'm OD in Paris, I'm OD in

Naughty By Nature and the Flavor U-N-I T
One, motherfuckin' two, motherfuckin' three

One, motherfuckin' two, motherfuckin' three
One, and in comes the two

Na you go press things, things no go press you
Even if devil dey do Mai Shai, He no go press you
Soup no red no mean say oil no dey inside
Prick small

the best of stories through
Our revelations to you by this Qur'an
And before the coming of divine inspiration to you, you were among those who were unaware

Mourn You Til I Join You [Radio Edit]

Naughty by Nature

Mourn You Till I Join You

1997

gonna mourn you til I join you 

Chorus: x2
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
i hope you here me now in god we trust
even all the prayers can't bring

exemplified by such figures
As James Baldwin, Malcolm X
And Muhammad Ali but the racism
Of the times constricted
Their ability to give full
Rein to this spirit

Hahaha, ahh, it's Kenny Allstar (star, star, star)
The voice of the streets (voice of the streets)
When I speak the streets listen
Loose

price is 10K
And by the time you downloading the song
And you press play you’ll realize YoungstaCPT owns the decade

slide on sober mode
Whoever thought that they was king of rap, you getting overthrown
[Verse 10]
Two Glock 23's on me, that's a pair of Mikes
He

to tell them I found em a star
Cruising down PCH, the system is loud in the car
Might swing by the Louis Burger down in Long Beach, quarter pounder with

would've burned dry
Quick Fade to black for a nose dive
News framed believe your own eyes
Two layers make a show fly
A second later it would've flown by
Bin

on the balcony just speaking my mind 
You probing into thoughts just to see if they're mine 
I'm aiming for the stars you can see when they shine 
Been on this

Stroking my ego
Two thousand for the preview
I've been stung by the bees
I'm depressed from the weed smoke
Dopamine when I feel low
Tequila make me

[Lil Mama]
This Is The Remix (Remix) [x4]
Last Dude Ii Put Him Under
Thought He Had A Zone
Thought Ii Had To Leave
So Ii Thought Ii Let Him Go
Mine