ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me) [The Game] I told Dre from the gate "I'd carry the heat for ya" First mix tape song I inherited beef
in the desinated driver yall just get a lil bit tipsey of the track.. Girl why she worried about that? Lets's go... [Verse 1:] mirra mirra on da wall who
: Who's to say whats impossible have they forgot this world keeps spining and with each new day i can feel a change in everything and as the surface
X notify next of kin When's the next trend Who's the next Rakim Who's the next greatest mc of all time Who's the next overrated mc to shine Who told
the beats that blend Been friends with them pen since the age of ten Many say when I write that I freak the line Every rhyme that I recite gotta speak my mind Who
as we edify one another No harsh joking, being corrupt, lyin? on each other Putting off the old man, and puttin? on the new In our marriages, families, even on our jobs The new
: I've got a friend who carries flowers, Everywhere he goes, He pics a new one every day, And everybody knows. I've got a friend who brought a picture
wanna try just tell me who would want me now you've taken part of who i am just tell me who would even look at a ruined shell who's hanging by a
s right y'all, you heard it 'cause we said it And if you can't read in the magazines, You read about who? You know the Crew! Fresh outta Pac And the first
me better music, So every time you hear me, my songs present improvement, Y'all can't kill me, y'all forever losin', Songs of evolution, If I load your
you in a fat farm, you fat bitch! Thug Life, Outlaw, Westside bitch It's Tupac so you know who said it And for everybody who didn't like what I said about
1: Tupac] By age 16 I sold to dope fiends Not a drug dealer but I watched them closely Until they noticed me I got the feds wondering who broke
do a song about Compton and then wanna do a player song? How can non-players do it? (We not little kids, we not playin) Tellin lies, who? Puffy, I read
: I ain't saying I'm innocent of all this I'm just saying This song is for y'all For all the times I mess up when we mess up Dear sister Got me twisted
: Now here's a song for all of you Who hate the world the way I do And all the whiney old school farts And the sophomoric new school fools And the cliques
t goin' no where so you can get to know me [Verse 2 - The Game] I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya First mixtape song, I inheirited beef
: [Verse 1 - Nas] Hats off, to da rich ones who flash and floss Pour some liquors out to my dogs trapped up north Reminisce on the deceased who no longer
tell the story, For those who know it best Seem hungering and thirsting To hear it like the rest. And when, in scenes of glory, I sing the new, new song