I ain't the captain of the yacht, but I'm on the boat; I ain't acting what I'm not, knowing that I don't. You niggaz acting like you will, but I know you won't. Man, I read between the lines of the eyes of your brows, Your handshake ain't matchin your smile.
Keep my planets in orbit, Never forfeit or quit, Move forward... I talk with the awkward slang, I walk with the Wu-Tang.
Whether chocolate or vanilla, or you're somewhere in between, A cappuccino mocha or a caramel queen, Rejected by the black, not accepted by the white world, And this is dedicated to them dark-skinned white girls.
I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem, Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams. I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm gassed, But without it I'd be last, so I ought to laugh.
'You claim to be the man, you want me for a lover, So you can do my girlfriends and my sister and my mother?' I said, 'You're very blunt,' with quickness to the cue, 'So whassup with your mother, does she look as good as you?'
Cloned chickens walking around without heads, The food is contaminated, the water got lead in it. Population control, make the babies sick, All these RFID chips, RU-486... This is a war against consciousness, Controlling your soul, sort of a psychological dictatorship. And we are on the front lines, Guilty as charged if intellect is a crime.
My mama didn't see it comin, my daddy was there. What's my excuse? Cartoons were the root. Started with Yosemite Sam With the gun in the palm of the hand, What couldn't I demand?
I'm your idol, the highest title, Numero Uno, I'm not a Puerto Rican, but I'm speakin so that you know, And understand, I got the gift of speech, And it's a blessin, so listen to the lesson I preach.
I don't know what's better: getting laid or getting paid. I just know when I'm getting one, the other's getting away.
They love the fact you made it, but hate the fact you got it. The stairway to heaven is packed...I'm in the lobby. Too scared to go to sleep, cause most times I often doubt my dreams.
Long as I live large, life will be luxury, Ladies in Lamborghinis...love is like luck to me.
You know it ain't no stoppin' All the doggs I'm droppin' It's Friday night, so everything is poppin.
You stackin cheddar cause you working at the burger place.
The business of beauty isn't a natural model; It's built to be the opposite of the cultures we topple. These magazines got you caught in a hustle, Cause when you starve yourself, your body doesn't burn fat, it burns muscles.
God's the seamstress that tailor-fitted my pain.
You know them days you just got the blues, All stressed and depressed from just watchin' the news? No matter what good you do, it seems you always get screwed. Got you caught up in your feelings, now you off in the mood. Shake that attitude and do what you can, Set a couple goals, follow through with your plans. Time waits for no man and tomorrow's not promised, So if she's still alive, shoot a call to your mama. Cause the fighting and the drama, it's just not worth it, Nobody's perfect, ain't none of us worthless. We all got a place, and we all got a purpose.
Mix me with violence, blend me with peace, Combine me with hate, and I can't face defeat.
Why give you the cure when the disease makes money?
Real, rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget, Every time I pick up the microphone, I drug it.
...Shorty's laugh was cold-blooded as he spoke so foul, Only twelve tryin to tell me that he liked my style. Then I rose, wiping the blunt's ash from my clothes, Then froze, only to blow the herb smoke through my nose.
Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up... Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up.
Couldn't you see me and you stretched out in a bikini on the beach in Tahiti? See, me, I'm very selective even though I could be greedy; My main objective is to write our names together in graffiti.
Love and hate, black and white, Right or wrong, who is right? Some smoke joints to anoint their brain To the vanishing point...so they won't go insane.
Remember when friends was friends, and LL had a Benz? And cell phones and beepers was the new trends? When Koch was the Mayor and Reagan was the Pres?
Some of you been trying to write rhymes for years, But weak ideas irritate my ears. Is this the best that you can make? Cause if not, and you got more...I'll wait.
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