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Probably millions But I'ma do this as a fuckin' hobby 'til then, 'cause I'm only entertainin' you, my Goal is to stimulate, makin' you high And take you and I To a place that you can't see but I believe you can fly I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partyin' I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian Just the man who's on the mic So let me entertain you (yeah) My lyrical content contains subject matter That sucks up all these fucked-up young kids At a alarming rate, common denominate Add it up and you'll see just why I dominate I try to stimulate, but kids emulate And mimic every move you make, "Slim, you great" But wait, can't you see I'm only here to entertain?
Probably millions But I'ma do this as a fuckin' hobby 'til then, 'cause I'm only entertainin' you, my Goal is to stimulate, makin' you high And take you and I To a place that you can't see but I believe you can fly I don't mean nobody harm, I'm just partyin' I'm not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian Just the man who's on the mic So let me entertain you (yeah) My lyrical content contains subject matter That sucks up all these fucked-up young kids At a alarming rate, common denominate Add it up and you'll see just why I dominate I try to stimulate, but kids emulate And mimic every move you make, "Slim, you great" But wait, can't you see I'm only here to entertain?
We are not there yet Where we need to be We are still in debt To our insanities We're going backwards Turning back our history Going backwards Piling on the misery We can track it all with satellites See it all in plain sight Watch men die in real time But we have nothing inside We feel nothing inside We are not there yet We have lost our soul The course has been set We're digging our own hole We're going backwards Armed with new technology Going backwards To a caveman mentality We can emulate on consoles Killings we can control With senses that have been dulled Because there's nothing inside We feel nothing inside We feel nothing inside (We feel nothing, nothing inside) We feel nothing inside (We feel nothing, nothing inside) We feel nothing inside (We feel nothing, nothing inside) We feel nothing inside (We feel nothing, nothing inside) We feel nothing inside (We feel nothing, nothing inside) Because there's nothing inside Because there's nothing inside
Who can I turn to When no body needs me My heart wants to go So I must know Where my destiny leads me With no star to guide me No one beside me I will go on my way And after today The darkness will hide me Maybe tomorrow I going to find what I'm after Throw out my sorrow Beg steal or borrow My share of laughter With you I can cling to I can learn too with you I'm going to emulate Who can I turn to If you turn away Maybe tomorrow I going to find what I'm after Throw out my sorrow Beg steal or borrow My share of laughter With you I can cling to I can learn too with you I'm going to emulate Who can I turn to If you turn away Who can I turn to?
Like pretty Kate has sex ornate Now devastate, appreciate Depreciate, fabricate Emulate, the truth dilate Special date, the animal we ate Guilt debate, the edge serrate A better rate, the youth irate Deliberate, fascinate Deviate, reinstate Liberate to moderate Recreate or detonate Annihiliate, atomic fate Mediate, clear the state Activate, now radiate A perfect state, food on plate Gravitate, the Earth's own weight Designate your love as fate At ninety-eight we all rotate Hallucinate, desegregate Mediate, alleviate Try not to hate, love your mate Don't suffocate on your own hate Designate your love as fate A one world state as human freight The number eight, a white black state A gentle trait, the broken crate A heavy weight or just too late Like pretty Kate has sex ornate Now devastate, appreciate Depreciate, fabricate Emulate, the truth dilate Special date, the animals we ate Guilt debate, the edge serrate A better rate, the youth irate Deliberate, fascinate Deviate, reinstate Liberate, to liberate
Hallucinate Desegregate Mediate Alleviate Try not to hate Love your mate Don't suffocate on your own hate Designate your love as fate A one world state As human freight The number eight A white black state A gentle trait The broken crate A heavy weight Or just too late Like pretty Kate has sex ornate Now devastate Appreciate Depreciate Fabricate Emulate The truth dilate Special date The animal we ate Guilt debate The edge serrate A better rate The youth irate Deliberate Fascinate Deviate Reinstate Liberate To moderate Recreate Or detonate Annihiliate Atomic fate Mediate Clear the state Activate Now radiate A perfect state Food on plate Gravitate The Earth's own weight Designate your love as fate At ninety-eight we all rotate Hallucinate Desegregate Mediate Alleviate Try not to hate Love your mate Don't suffocate on your own hate Designate your love as fate A one world state As human freight The number eight A white black state A gentle trait The broken crate A heavy weight Or just too late Like pretty Kate has sex ornate Now devastate Appreciate Depreciate Fabricate Emulate The truth dilate Special date The animals we ate Guilt debate The edge serrate A better rate The youth irate Deliberate Fascinate Deviate Reinstate Liberate Liberate Liberate Liberate
Hallucinate Desegregate Mediate Alleviate Try not to hate Love your mate Don't suffocate on your own hate Designate your love as fate A one world state As human freight The number eight A white black state A gentle trait The broken crate A heavy weight Or just too late Like pretty Kate has sex ornate Now devastate Appreciate Depreciate Fabricate Emulate The truth dilate Special date The animal we ate Guilt debate The edge serrate A better rate The youth irate Deliberate Fascinate Deviate Reinstate Liberate To moderate Recreate Or detonate Annihiliate Atomic fate Mediate Clear the state Activate Now radiate A perfect state Food on plate Gravitate The Earth's own weight Designate your love as fate At ninety-eight we all rotate Hallucinate Desegregate Mediate Alleviate Try not to hate Love your mate Don't suffocate on your own hate Designate your love as fate A one world state As human freight The number eight A white black state A gentle trait The broken crate A heavy weight Or just too late Like pretty Kate has sex ornate Now devastate Appreciate Depreciate Fabricate Emulate The truth dilate Special date The animals we ate Guilt debate The edge serrate A better rate The youth irate Deliberate Fascinate Deviate Reinstate Liberate [Repeat: x4]
Understand once he was a family man So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand Emulate all the shit my mother hated I can't help but demonstrate my Freudian fate My alibi for taking your guy History repeats itself, it fails to die And animal aggression is my downfall I don't care 'bout what you got I wanted all It's bricked up in my head, it's shoved under my bed And I question myself again: what is it 'bout men?
Somebody give me some light Not pointed into the dark Somebody show me the end Not trying to push a start Not trying to figure out A better way, a better answer But I keep finding all the problems I've been looking after Don't get wound up in the world With nothing but a smile I'll take a ton of words And use them to instill denile Don't get close You don't know me And you'll never know Shivelry, will get you somewhere Rivalry, will take you there Don't get close You don't know me And you'll never know Shivery, will get you somewhere Rivalry, will take you there Maybe I should look away Before I really miss Maybe I should pick the time Before I pick the place I bet you all the things That you emulate, you penalize But I don't want to go Before you learn to finalize Don't get close You don't know me And you'll never know Shivelry, will get you somewhere Rivalry, will take you there Don't get close You don't know me And you'll never know Shivery, will get you somewhere Rivalry You assitane the plot My vision's overshot I have the best confection I was gone for all the lessons Who coined these words I use Stay out and be abused I didn't want to be The undeniable source of everything Don't get close Don't get close Don't get close Don't get close Don't get close You'd better stay away Don't get close You'd better stay away Don't get close You'd better stay away Don't get close You'd better stay away Need change, watching all the conflicts Constrict, push the fist in, squeeze it I can not resist, claws and fist Remember, remember You take the rivalries And never made much sense I have the worst possession What I want is so insensitive Stay out and be abused Cause this is so confused I only want to be Left over, now run away Don't get close Don't get close Don't get close Don't get close Don't get close You'd better stay away Don't get close You'd better stay away Don't get close You'd better stay away
Superstar niggaz is ten percent real, ninety percent invented For a fuckin' record deal Comin' with somethin' veterans can't feel I hit you like a steel anvil Because you grafted off the next man's skill But still I remain mellow, seein' the theatrics of Othello Run over tactics of the See-L-O/N-E-S fess The phoniest cats is felonious (word) Dice Raw the juvenile lyricist corner store terrorist Block trooper, connoisseur of fine cannabis Focus never weak, blow up the spot like plastique Leave a nigga shook, to the point, he won't speak Never half-assed, always live and direct On bitches try to punk smell the panty and raw sex Mad lights I had to black out, when fake niggaz act out Or step out of place, they get slapped in they face All y'all niggaz is fake, tryin' to emulate my style What grown man? In this game, to me you're a child I trained wack MC's, in camps like ex-marines Why the fuck you think you went home and had bad dreams Of horrifying things, that your ass never seen before?
With vice I hold the mike device With force I keep it away of course And I'm keepin' you from sleepin' And on stage I rage And I'm rollin' To the poor I pour in on in metaphors Not bluffin', it's nothin' That we ain't did before We played you stayed The points made You consider it done By the prophets of rage (Power of the people say) I roll with the punches so I survive Try to rock 'cause it keeps the crowd alive I'm not ballin', I'm just callin' But I'm past the days of yes y'allin' Wa wiggle round and round I pump, you jump up Hear my words my verbs And get juiced up I been around a while You can describe my sound Clear the way For the prophets of rage (Power of the people say) I rang ya bell Can you tell I got feelin' Just peace at least Cause I want it Want it so bad That I'm starvin' I'm like Garvey So you can see be It's like that, I'm like Nat Leave me the hell alone If you don't think I'm a brother Then check the chromosomes Then check the stage I declare it a new age Get down for the prophets of rage Keep you from gettin' like this You back the track You find we're the quotable You emulate Brothers, sisters that's beautiful Follow a path Of positivity you go Some sing it or rap it Or harmonize it through Go-Go Little you know but very Seldom I do party jams About a plan I'm considered the man I'm the recordable But God made it affordable I say it, you play it Back in your car or even portable Stereo Describes my scenario Left or right, Black or White They tell lies in the books That you're readin' It's knowledge of yourself That you're needin' Like Vescey or Prosser We have a reason why To debate the hate That's why we're born to die Mandela, cell dweller, Thatcher You can tell her clear the way for the prophets of rage (Power of the people you say) It's raw and keepin' you on the floor Its soul and keepin' you in control It's pt. 2 'cause I'm Pumpin' what you're used to Until the whole juice crew Gets me in my goose down I do the rebel yell And I'm the Duracell Call it plain insane Brothers causing me pain When a brothers a victim And the sellers a dweller in a cage Yo, run the acapella (Power of the people say)
Superstar niggaz is ten percent real, ninety percent invented For a fuckin' record deal Comin' with somethin' veterans can't feel I hit you like a steel anvil Because you grafted off the next man's skill But still I remain mellow, seein' the theatrics of Othello Run over tactics of the See-L-O/N-E-S fess The phoniest cats is felonious (word) Dice Raw the juvenile lyricist corner store terrorist Block trooper, connoisseur of fine cannabis Focus never weak, blow up the spot like plastique Leave a nigga shook, to the point, he won't speak Never half-assed, always live and direct On bitches try to punk smell the panty and raw sex Mad lights I had to black out, when fake niggaz act out Or step out of place, they get slapped in they face All y'all niggaz is fake, tryin' to emulate my style What grown man? In this game, to me you're a child I trained wack MC's, in camps like ex-marines Why the fuck you think you went home and had bad dreams Of horrifying things, that your ass never seen before?
Home life, wife and children, a community life centered around the church, things on which ...basis ...Baby, don't you want me no more? ....teenagers find an idol, they usually emulate what they know of his habits. Bring it on home, Daddy!] Don't you want me no more? Talk to me Oh, yeah Down at the juke joint, back at the drive-in movie show Moondog made one more white boy sanctified Out on the streets, the red hot streets, old heroes fell And I screamed my name with pride Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such, it's such, it's such a long way, it's such a long way It's such a long, long way From the street Beneath her skirts, between the clean, white sheets It's such, it's such, it's such a long, long, long, long way From the street Ooh, let's go [Singer, Johnny Ray.
My mum's great Exaggerate a singer's fate Less awake less awake Emulate emulate Emulate emulate Emulate emulate Now vaccinate vaccinate Vaccinate now stitch a cape Stitch a cape stitch a cape My mom is great my dad is great My sister's awesome implode my face With 808s her hair's irate Now John and Kate yea, John and Kate
(Ooh) yeah yeah (Ooh) yeah yeah yeah yeah (Ooh) yeah yeah yeah By answering one simple question Am I really gonna relieve your tension Put it all in another dimension now As I'm facing your sidewalk trauma Why do you have to punish your neighbor I must confess the prospects, they are found I don't know why, feel like I'll give just one more good lesson I ain't just a piece of meat sitting in a delicatessen Boy, do I turn you round When I turn you down Oh isn't this profound I know I turn you on You'd never be the one So why you hangin' on Can your wife and your kids really be a Part of your untouched feeling Do you actually think that your getting by Can you make me a street map of the wheel Your chasing a ball of string through Enters at the head office in your mind I don't know why, feel like I'll give you just one more good lesson I ain't just some piece of meat sitting in a delicatessen Boy, do I turn you round When I turn you down Oh isn't this profound I know I turn you on You'd never be the one So why you hangin' on Is it really a coincidence Or is it just a wind-up Do you really think you shake my confidence Are you scared you'll get blown up then You gotta face the prospects when You try to eliminate the trend That's been Never emulate just stimulate your mind (Ooh) yeah yeah (Ooh) yeah yeah yeah yeah (Ooh) yeah yeah yeah Boy, do I turn you round When I turn you down Oh isn't this profound I know I turn you on You'd never be the one So why you hangin' on So why you hangin' on baby
Dedication 3 was the first mixtape you heard when we had a black president D4 and 5, we got back to business Y'all done copied the rhymes Y'all done stole the artwork Tried to emulate my shit-talkin' Weezy and Dram' we are the Mixtape Blueprint Hahaha! You welcome A Dedication Gangta Gizzilz I got Doja, Narcotics, and Actavis, that's DNA Got a dyke ho, nympho, and your bitch layin' next to me and bae Eazy like NWA, they make me feel A-OK Feeling like Tony, grrreat, feeling all on me, TSA She got dollars, nut, and alcohol all over her T&A She snort all this KKK, and this broad need AAA Let's enjoy some NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA Yeah, we got A-M-M-O but you get beat like MMA I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics, that my DNA You get beat like Sugar Ray, TKO, O-H-H I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop hoes, Xanies straight I got P's, I got weight, I got keys, I got gates I got moon rock, molly, ecstasy, inside this weed, it's laced I smoke doobies, don't smoke J's Don't watch movies, don't go to plays I watch cuties, porn and play, I got Uzis on the way I don't be choosey, I don't be safe I don't get woozy, I get the waist My bitch ballin' like Zhan, Erykah Badu with the fade Capital-WNBA, I just teach her how to save I been sleepin' with my AK with my finger around her waist I been dreamin', I caught a body That's some sweet dreams, who want a taste?
I made the loot Money went from army green to navy blue I said salute, bulletproof, I gave 'em proof Twisted like tornadoes too Man, I like my head a screw Man, I'ma need some crazy glue Her walls is what I'm breaking through Her nails, she gone break a few You can never break me down, and I Can't hit the brakes for you, errr You cannot break down what can't be broken (Broken) Out of all the rain clouds, I was chosen (Chosen) When all of the lights, they get low (They get low) And all of the curtains, they close (They close) You cannot break down what can't be broken G-code, G-code, we can't break the G-code We bros (Can't be broken) we bros, we bros We can't break for these bros G-code (Can't be broken) I ain't finna break or fix the brakes You emulate, I'm laughing in your face So fix your face, I can't disintegrate 'cause I facilitate a mil' a day For like a million days Least the bills are paid, the children safe Want to get away?
Every rapper who grew up in The Nineties owes something to 2Pac people either try to emulate Him in some way, or they go in a different Direction because they didn't like What he did but whatever you think of him He definitely developed his own Style: He didn't Sound like anyone who came before him My favorite 2Pac album is The Don Killuminati it Was recorded after he was shot and spent Time in prison it was like a doctor Told him he was going to die And he was trying to get it all Down on paper that's something the Average rapper just could Not do: build an entire Album around that concept, and Stay in that negative space everybody Knows that they're going To die but after you're In a life-threatening situation You think about it a little more 2Pac's aggressive records are my Favorite "Hail Mary" Is just perfect: "Picture paragraphs unloaded Wise words being quoted" Most Artists now just Aren't smart enough to write that Or honest enough to write A line like, "I ain't a killer but don't push Me" These days rappers will just tell you "I'll kill you" 2Pac was like a camera It's incredible how much He wrote how much he documented to me 'Pac was more of a poet than a Rapper you can always tell when you're Hearing 2Pac verse he wrote Those lyrics without Any music notorious BIG was more Melody-driven I'm sure he wrote his Shit without a pen And over the music but 'Pac was Just hashing out his life the thing was He was doing that when the public eye was On him, and everything he was Hashing out just expanded And that's when things got out of control All of us on the East Coast loved 2Pac the Music was all that mattered that East Coast West Coast feud was just personal beef Now that he's not here He's bigger than ever i can Still listen to two or Three 2Pac CDs straight Sometimes I put on 2Pac's best songs Followed by Biggie's best songs then I get Ready to go into my next project Laurence Fishburne told me once That he didn't like 2Pac he told me it was Because 2Pac was so much Smarter than everyone Around him he said he didn't Like the way 2Pac behaved because he knew That 2Pac knew better i understood what He meant but I still gave him A look like he was bugging
We tried to fly Is it so high We don't think so We don't think so Are we looked at Are we set back? Can we fake him Emulate him? Time is breaking Changing faking Grind us up now Not too hard now Features so fine Rouge and eyeline Things I fancy Just like Nancy Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Fashions alter Often falter Crepe soles out now No more fights now Make-up's taking Lots of shaving On my eyelash You sure it don't clash Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Slim-line trousers Facial powders Flooding my mind Be sure there's no lines Eye me up now Pamper me now Please don't pass by Or I shall cry Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh
Kind sir it's a mollusk i've found Did you find it in the sandy ground? Does it emulate the ocean's sound? Yes I found it on the ground Emulating the ocean's sound Bring forth the mollusk cast unto me Let's be forever let forever be free Hey little boy come walk with me And bring your new found mollusk along Does it speaketh of the trinity Can it gaze at the sun with its wandering eye Yes it speaks of the trinity Casting light at the sun with its wandering eye Bring forth the mollusk, cast unto me Let's be forever let forever be free You see there are three things that spur the mollusk from the sand The waking of all creatures that live on the land And with just one faint glance, back into the sea The mollusk lingers, with it's wandering eye
Mankind The public enemy's not the man who speaks his mind The public enemy's the man that goes and acts blind Searching for an answer that he'll never find An action from reaction and you can't make a retraction Once you've put your head out And then you're blue in the face As you try to state your case You can think with your dick but it can't shout Yo, I try to understand what the hell is going on I can't imagine how things ever got so far gone You separatists, say you want your own state I'll give them a state, a state of unconsciousness Retribution, no solution, constitution Discrimination, through the nation, raining hatred I yell, when there's schism you must rebel I yell, so you'll hear I yell, I refuse to live, in, your hell I am what you fear I'm the truth, I don't keep it in the family Live your life, take someone else Keep it in the family The real world's outside your door You can't keep it in the family You've got the longest way to fall Keep it in the family Don't even try to tell me what you think is right When to you blacks are niggers and jews are kikes And you expect to be taken seriously But your actions, they're more than curiously Juvenile, you emulate what you hate And you don't even know why you feel this way 'Cause daddy hated this and mommy hated that And your own ability to reason's like a tire gone flat Yo, I try to understand what the hell is going on I can't imagine how things ever got so far gone You separatists, say you want your own state I'll give them a state, a state of unconsciousness Retribution, no solution, constitution Discrimination, through the nation, raining hatred Keep it in the family The real world's outside your door You can't keep it in the family You've got the longest way to fall When you keep it in the, when you keep it in the When you keep it in the family Acting out of pure cold hatred 'Cause of what another's race is Color of another's face is Different, and your own frustrations Taking on a violent nature Full of hate, so full of hate You'd kill a man is that your fate Your street becomes a police state Why the hell do you hate?
keep it raw for ya No doubt, PR, check it Play your position Focus on life see what you're missing Reality, the tale of the caliber 45 nickels 9s, check the calendar 9-7 deep algebra, black fly guy Ruled the world high Courvoisier with my ganster consiglieres And rap words emulate my life for years Autobiography a part of me Portrait's of the ill shit inside of me Magnetic, jigged up to my faded wig Any position I'm in, I find a way to live Out of state, on the block Or behind metal gate Yo this heavyweight got cheddar to make Smack your head off, click wildling Push thru Puerto Rock warriors, took you thru the drama Escobar, Pablo, miliano Papo take the world pronto Word to mines, genuine Señor Juan at your table Poison you, mad fatal Just the way it is when you Let the hood raise you Never let them hoes play you Mental, smart, strong and stable 30-30, M60 metra, es letal violenta Alimenta el mental de toda mi gente completa Fundamental es mi letra Represent el instrumental Rapida lenta, Winchester inventa en los 90's Líricas respuestas para preguntas Que no contestan como el misterio De cuando suenen las trompetas 6-6-6 yo' será la marca de la bestia Directo para tu frente o tu mano derecha El infierno, sobre la tierra Socio, que decía que en las Calles tenía el jugo Para a cualquiera gatillo darle Decía Lansky Siempre viviré en mi vida en grande Con tanta guillaera' ahora coopera Con los federales Se dejo llevar por la maldad El chico en todo momento La envidia, gatillo Demonios que andan sueltos Tienen ojos y no miran como Si tuvieran un vendaje Nadie podrá cerrar mis ojos espirituales Es para el gatillero que Solo piensa en martilleo' Gapeo un par de saco para picharle al nevuleo De momento se siente que Lo pueden coger dormido Tiene que estar alerta Así que le mete al perico De momento siente una persecución enorme No lo aguanta, corre y lo baja, colaboren Entonce empieza el problema cuando Le sueltan el fulete Lo patea el rifle, la misma historia El inocente y recuerdo las palabras de quien Me tuvo en su vientre Tu futuro depende de la siembra de tus obras Cada cual es responsable de su Cosecha y la persona Que siembra el gatillo su Fruto sera la muerte A espada muere, el que también a espada hiere Impacta y mata, lírica intocable, intacta No tengo enemigo, el único es el satan Canta, cosas que no sea lata, lata Quién es el gangster?
Haters get unalived when you take out one of mine (hey) When you winnin' like Nipsey, boy, they wanna gun you down Task force, do me like the task force Fast stepper, left him running out his Air Forces Point blank range, didn't wear a mask for it He never asked for it, Bible on his dashboard Evil niggas always talkin' about wanna envy me Emulate the life that I'm livin' in a embassy Follow the paper trail, I never looked for sympathy My name set in stone for life, they gon' remember me Remember me?
The creamin' to schemin' to get it Right demeans almighty dolla The green power, let loose for the hour I chose the Black Power, extra fly joint for mocha to yellow paper And you know I don't delay Together with my honey like silk to sew We grow and take you back to like afros And no quittin or gettin jumped by the system Its all day, all play got verbs and such And cuts and crew, no blue eyes To emulate, some straight but yea we straight up Funkay Ease back, the g's back as an o.d. gettin Funkay The sun sets, you vex, we gets, mad Funkay East coast to west we stays fresh Ezay Smoke rise from the borrough where that black cool blow(?)
