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.
I'm givin' more flat lines to niggas than loose-leaf.
Now I'm not the type that gets upset, Try to disrespect folks just to earn respect. But learn this fact: whether white or black, I can't be conquered in my style of rap. For jealousy and envy are dumb ones' tools, So Ricky says nothing, he keeps his cool. Revenge is not a mission that the Ruler's on, Just forgiveness required for the wrong that's done.
Your mom's in our business...she's in our business... Can't you see, girl, that your mom's trying to end this?
Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet? Why did Judas rat to the Romans while Jesus slept?
I wanna live like Arnold, Willis and Mr. Drummond... And keep my paper sturdy, big birds and tight herbs.
I don't get pat down, you know what's on the waist, I don't mean Jazz when I say I "count base." Fly Louis sneakers, Purple Tape coming out the speakers, Bumped into my high school teachers, They said I wouldn't be nothing, sitting on the bleachers. Now I'm sitting in the Phantom, trynna figure out the features. I'm a big fish now, I watch for the leeches.
Take a look at the police and how they treat you, Take a look at these corporations that cheat you. Democrats and Republicans are all see-through. Now we votin for the lesser of two evils... Man, don't let 'em deceive you. This is an autocracy, not a democracy, But to call this a democracy without mock interest In the laws of society? That's called hypocrisy.
I gave birth to most of them MC's... So when it comes around to the month of May, Send me your royalty check for Mother's Day.
Back as kids we used to kiss when we played truth or dare, Now she's more sophisticated, highly edu-ma-cated Not at all over-rated...I think I need a prayer To get in her boots, and it looks rather dry, I guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eye. Although she's crazy steppin', I'll try to stop her stride, 'Cause I won't have no more of this passin' me by.
Switchin' speeds like Bruce Lee ridin' up Fuji in a movie.
Man gave us laws, and God gave us time, It's the art of storytelling and I'm only telling mine.
The dude in red's back at the pole, Up North where everything is cold. But if he were right here tonight, He'd say 'Merry Christmas! And to all, a good night!'
...So put a gerbil on your Christmas list.
My white girl Veronica, black girl Monica, Got me celebrating Christma-Hanu-Kwanzaa-kah, Rocking dashikis with a yarmulke.
Just because no one can understand how you speak, Don't necessarily mean that what you be sayin is deep.
My radio's loud like a fire alarm: The floor vibrates, the walls cave in, The bass makes my eardrums seem thin. Def sounds in my ride, yes the front and back... You would think it was a party, not a Cadillac!
My limo driver's white, my attorney black... 'Show me some love' like I'm Bernie Mac.
We got to stay awake for all these lizards and snakes; Some of them come as friends, some of them come as Jakes.
Picture yourself crushin' Xzibit with your tough talk? That's like Christopher Reeve doing the crip walk.
I throw raps that attack like the Japs on Pearl Harbor. MC's be out like bank robbers, Fleeing the scene, to be a sole survivor; DJ...the getaway driver.
Time is real, we can't rewind it... Out of everybody I met, who told the truth? Time did.
Wake up: all of that 'crack in the street' talk? It's made up, like 'Jack and the Beanstalk.'
Props is a true thug's wife.
Put your hands where I can see 'em, so they look like 12 PM On the dot, see this Glock? Don't make me give these shells freedom.
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