of life is all I'm givin Old pimp young hoes is how I'm livin But for now rap's the occupation But watch one day I'll be Pimp Of The Nation I got all
it music And we didn't make it industry This is gon' be interesting This'll be the end of me or I'm ??? on be an entity Kanye, Jay-Z, Mos Def, and Kweli
changes to: The Jackson Five - I Want You back* *The song changes to: The Doors - Five to One* [Kanye West talking] Yo this song right here, I remember I
you a schmuck type, shoot your man in the back meanwhile I'm outstanding and I'm outspoken wild out take fools out without joking if I run out of shots I
end is coming, there'll be no warning But we live to see the dawn How can we preach, when all we make this world to be Is a living hell torturing our
in I'm surprised I got so much dough to spend But, back when I was poorer then You wasn't focusin', about the dough I spend But I was holdin' in, I
all again I used to be an animal (he used to be an animal) I used to be an animal (he used to be an animal) I used to be an animal (whoa, oh) But I'm
take action, Jackson Everytime that I turn around I'm duckin' haters over here, haters over there Everywhere I turn they everywhere Everytime that I
over with I'll run a boxcutter 'cross your face I got niggaz here, I got niggaz there Ready to get down if I make the call I don't give a fuck if your
it ain't no lie I'll probably ball til the day I die And if I didn't, so what? I bet you I'd still come up 'Cause there's a whole lot of money in the
't play don't come my way When you sudden didn't fight you will say Front me 'cause you'll front yourself I'll leave you standing there mad as that You
I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground 'Fore I put some wack shit out I'm tryin' to smack
I'm a Rock 'em Sock 'em robot kid, I drop bombs I'm rugged and deadly, so I shit on the petty I baseball bat a bastard, I'm bad news I'm crazy and clever
white boys doing it, well, it's success When I start doing, well, it's suspect Don't hate me, my folks is poor, I just got money America's five centuries
Shall I continue where I left off? I'm feelin' kinda lovely but my Tummy is growlin' so I'm feeling kinda hungry So I hit the kitchen and I'm wishin
an animal don't meet me I'll have to handle you And open up a can of you I ain't talk about no Cambell Soup Still won't beef I'll meet two people who
thrillah nigga I'ma live nigga I'ma die nigga I'ma fly or I'ma gonna fry my nigga If I do, if I do ya'll go to the record store and buy nigga
quick I'm on some Canary Wharf to Wall street shit no Michael Douglas but I'm on my MD shit If I don't do the number's I'll just do the alphabet A,B,