The fat bitch singing "show over" end opera
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Leader of the crack Rat Pack, I Sinatra
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They say I dissed Oprah, I'm like "so what? "
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I never get to jump up and down on a sofa (that's life)
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Now watch me as I Cruise like Tom through the slums
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Where the education's poor and the children growing dumb
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In the section of the city where saditty's don't come
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Where Mr. Cosby and Mrs. Winfrey won't come
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Unless it's a hurricane, then FEMA don't come
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Comin live from the city where the Dreamer came from
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Standing on the same corners that he stood upon
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I got violence in my waistband, death in my palm
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Ask em am I a bad guy? "Ya goddamn right! "
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I done seen how ya do a nigga when he doing right
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The Dream died on a balcony, standing at a hotel
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Now niggas whipping coke gel and a O tale
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We desegregated - put black with the white
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No longer marching for rights - they sparkin' a pipe (that's life)
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Pipe dreams, crack fiends, cars look like ice cream
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Kids see the bling bling, and they want them nice things
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All cause of tennis shoes, our kids drop out of schools
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They said be like Mike, so ball nigga (that's life)
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Now, Help me understand something... if you really a leader and you
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Really mean something to your people, ain't you supposed to
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Be in the community with your people? Ain't you supposed to
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Be there? Like the only people I see in the communities are
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Rappers and ball players, where the fuck all y'all doctors?
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Where y'all bourgeoisie niggas at? All the kids got is us!
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Grind Time Rap Game...
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Read an old magazine, check out a new dress
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I'd be having conversations with Cornel West
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Killer Mike don't give a damn if it's me ya ain't liking
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The last great debate I had was with Michael Eric Dyson
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Call me a dumb rapper? Girl stop, pardon me...
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You be hard pressed to find another rapper smart as me
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Maybe Jay-Z, 2Pac, C-U-B-E
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But Oprah'd rather put Supahead on TV
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Now whatcha white audience gon' think about we?
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The same white audience that watch Bill O' Reilly
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I saw the smirk on they face when you came at Luda
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The same nice ladies that forgave Martha Stewart
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So I can be a crook, take money off the books
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Just as long as I'm liked by a rich man's wife?
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OK, hold up. I can't rap about doing crime... but if I
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Actually do crime, and do time, I can come back out
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And have a TV show, with an all white audience, if I rob
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Shareholders of millions? (that's life)
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But if I rap about gettin some money on the block, it's
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A problem? Are you fucking retarded?
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I'm not even gonna tell you how stupid you are right now
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Cause you should already know... Grind Time Rap Game (that's life)
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Niecey had a man, not a mouse or a mole
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When the pressure come knockin, I ain't runnin in a hole
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George Bush don't like blacks? No shit, Sherlock!
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And his daddy CIA, and flooded the hood with rock
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And his momma said the women oughta feel at home
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Gettin raped in the bathroom in the Superdome
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The comment Kanye made was damn near right
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But Bush hate poor people, be 'em black or white (that's life)
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Hell yeah, I said it! Cause Oprah won't say it
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If Bill won't say it, and they still won't say it
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If you really bout intelligence, you really know I'm right
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If you lookin for some leadership, look for Killer Mike (that's life)
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Lookin for a movement, it's Grind Time Rap Game
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Kids see us in the street and go bang bang bang
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They see me on the street and on the corners they hang
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Myspace Grind Time Online, join the gang
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That's Life
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