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The sunset looks beautiful over the projects... What a shame, it ain't the same where we stand at. If you look close, you can see the bricks chipped off. Sometimes niggas miss when they lick off.

The thing with me is, I'm from a rap background so I'm not really a traditional singer in that sense.

The U.S government hates rap music

The whole world has changed much since the '80's. In the united States, rap music and country music dominate radio and that certainly wasn't the case in the early '80's.

The way I think it all went down was MTV was doing a special on people and my publicist heard about it.It was a good thing though. People ask me about that all the time, all over the world. Sometimes I feel I'm more known for that then for rapping.

The world is kinda cold and the rhythm is my blanket Wrap yourself up in it, if you love it, then you'll thank it.

The writing process, the way I go about it is I do whatever the beat feels like, whatever the beat is telling me to do. Usually when the beat comes on, I think of a hook or the subject I want to rap about almost instantly. Within four, eight bars of it playing I'm just like, 'Oh, OK. This is what I wanna do'.

They believed you can't mix rock, country, and rap, and that crossover is dead. I always knew it would work. And it will always work as long as you're really into it and like what you're doing.

They can bite, but cannot be us, They can come and pick up little slang but cannot see us, You ought to be ashamed trying to fit in my adidas, So Run like DMC like you don't know you got no heater

They'd rather hate you for the truth than love you for the lies.

They call me Freestyle Freddy and I'm always ready to rap. Even when I wake up from a nap. Economic devastation's kinda sweeping the nation. It's time for us to wake up and get an education.

They claim we're products from the bottom of Hell, But the black is back, and it's bound to sell. Picture us coolin' out on the Fourth of July... And if you heard we were celebratin', that's a worldwide lie.

They'd rather see me fail than succeed, That's why I'm alone on my own with no team. Don't need no green, though I got some to spend; In the end...all I really need is a friend.

They had all this talent, and they had no instruments. So they started rap music. They rhymed on their own. They made their own sounds and their own movements.

They hope for the Apocalypse like a self-fulfilling prophecy Tell me when do we stop it? Do they ask you your religion before you rent an apartment? Is the answer burning Korans so that we can defend Islamics?

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.

They said I rap like a robot, so call me rapbot.

They say the good die young, so the bad die old. Guess we somewhere in the middle, so just pray for my soul.

They say time is money but really it's not If we ever go broke, then time is all we got And we can't make that back, no you can't make that back

They smile in my face, behind my back they talk trash, Mad and stuff because they don't have cash.

They tell me 'find God' like I don't know where He at. And if He lost, then why we followin' Him? Just acknowledge the fact that a Father exists, And a Devil's alive...I'm just caught in the mix.

They say sleep is the cousin of death, guess we related... Cause I'm the most slept on, and the most hated.

They sought out rap music to attack, but you don't hear that anymore because it made too much money. They use Che Guevara to sell soft drinks. If something comes out that is radical and it's successful, then it's no longer radical. It's co-opted.

They that will not be counseled, cannot be helped. If you do not hear reason she will rap you on the knuckles.

They use the simple back and forth, the same, old rhythm That a baby can pick up, and join, right with 'em. But their rhymes are pathetic, they think they copacetic Using nursery terms, at least not poetic.

Think I'll roll another number for the road

Think about it, if you was there standing looking at me. What would you do, if I hit your face with dog doo-doo?

Think, just blink and I made...a million rhymes. Just imagine if you blinked...a million times. Damn, I'd be paid...I got it made.

This country of ours was built on violence; If your ass got in the way, you was killed in silence. And these been the ways since back in the days: Just ask the Indians or the African slaves.

Think you figured it out, but you don't have a clue. Think you on top of the world, but the world on top of you.

This disease they call 'rap' - some kind of rhythmic pulse is going by, while some sociopathic idiot is belching out grade school poetry.

This game is lame, the music comes second So you can save that stupidness for all them artists you checkin. Popularity don't last long, I'm in it for classics, Cause the other side of the biz is fake and it's plastic.

This is jazz, this is funk, this is soul, this is gospel This is sanctified sick, this is player Pentecostal. This is church front pew, Amen, pulpit, What my people need and the opposite of bullshit.

This is my time, this is my hour, This is my pain, this is my name, this is my power. If it's my reign, then it's my shower, This pole position...I made a lane 'cause they blocked ours.

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime.

This one's for you, and I truly hope you hear me, Through all your travels, I'm wishing you a peaceful journey.

This thing called rhymin' is no different than coal minin'; We both on assignment to unearth the diamond.

Though the meek shall inherit the earth, but don't forget: The poor are the ones who inherit the debt.

Throw dirt on me, and grow a wild flower

Time is real, we can't rewind it... Out of everybody I met, who told the truth? Time did.

Toasting is basically what you call rapping. It came off of playing the beats at the parties, however it be. You find a space in the beat, and you have somebody live just basically saying rhymes over the beat.

Times were changing. Clothes were changing. Morals were changing. We went from romantic loves songs like I used to do to rock 'n roll. Now that has changed to rap. So, there's always a new generation with new music.

Too many MC's take that word 'emcee' lightly; They can't Move a Crowd, not even slightly.

Too bad your inner sheep never forgets to follow.

Too hard for MTV, not black enough for BET, just let me be.

Truth brings light, light refracts off the mirror, Visions of yourself and error could never be clearer. The truth is that you ugly... Not on the outside, but in the inside; On the outside, you frontin' you lovely.

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators That you call 'Earth,' but I call 'Hell's Equator.'

Truth had me up against the ropes And semi-conscious without no boxing skills.

Trying to make it from the bottom. His sins Feeling as hard as Vince Carter's knee cartilage is.

Two wrongs don't make it right, but it damn sure makes us even.