The full list of inspirational songs

The full list of inspirational songs

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  • Nicki Minaj songs

    Onika Tanya Maraj (born December 8, 1982), known by her stage name Nicki Minaj (/mɪˈnɑːʒ/), is an American rapper, singer, songwriter and actress. After success with three mixtapes released between 2007 and 2009, Minaj signed to Young Money Entertainment.

    Minaj’s debut studio album Pink Friday (2010) peaked at number one on the US Billboard 200 and was certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA). Its most successful single “Super Bass” was certified 8× platinum and has sold over four million copies, becoming one of the best-selling singles in the United States. During this time, Minaj became the first female solo artist to have seven singles simultaneously charting on the Billboard Hot 100. Her second studio album Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded (2012) topped the Billboard 200 and became one of the best-selling albums of that year. Its lead single “Starships” peaked at number 5 in the United States and became one of the best-selling singles of 2012. As of 2013, Minaj has sold over 5 million albums globally. Minaj also served as a judge during thetwelfth season of American Idol.

    Nicki Minaj songs list:

    • Automatic
    • Beautiful Sinner
    • Beez In The Trap
    • Blazin
    • Champion
    • Check It Out
    • Come On A Cone
    • Did It On ‘Em
    • Fire Burns
    • Fly
    • Freedom
    • Girls Fall Like Dominoes
    • Gun Shot
    • High School
    • HOV Lane
    • I Am Your Leader
    • I’m Legit
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  • Immortal Technique- You Never Know

    [Verse 1]
    She was on her way to becoming a college graduate
    Wouldn’t even stop to talk to the average kid
    The type of latina I’d sit and contemplate marriage with
    Fuck the horse and carriage shit, her love was never for hire
    Disciplined, intellectual beauty’s what I desire
    Flyer than Salma Hayek or Jennifer Lopez
    Everyone told me, kickin’ it to her was hopeless
    At first I just thought, she didn’t mess with broke kids
    The thug niggaz always talking about, how they smoke kids
    But the rich-sniff-coke kids got no play
    “I’m not even interested” is what her body language would say
    Everyone around the way, gave up trying to get in it
    It didn’t matter how good your game was, she wasn’t with it
    On the block, bitches was jealous, but wouldn’t admit it
    Talk shit, and deny to everyone that they did it
    ‘Cause they regreted the long list of niggaz that they let hit it
    And no one ever gave them shit except McDonald’s and did-dick
    Smoking weed with thoughts of envy, whenever they lit it
    She smoked intelligently and they bit it, always trying to copy
    But when they tried to use her vocab, they sounded sloppy
    She had a style, all her own, respectful and pure
    I was sick in the head for her, and there wasn’t a cure

    [Hook - Jean Grae]
    Don’t you know that, time waits for no man
    Not fate, it’s all planned
    I’m blessed just to know you
    I’ve loved and I’ve lost just to hold you all night
    Can’t find, a reason why
    God came, to you and I
    If I had the chance again, I’d never let you go
    Hold tight to your love, ’cause you never know

    [Verse 2]
    Her eyes are brown and beautiful, yet empty and sad
    I used to talk to her occasionally, and she was glad
    That I wasn’t just another nigga trying to get in it
    So every now and then we’d stop and talk for a minute
    I didn’t have a gimmick so the minutes turned to hours
    On her birthday, I gave her a poem with flowers
    Then I took her out to dinner after her cousin’s baby shower
    We talked about, power to the people and such
    We spent more time together but it was never enough
    I never tried to sneak a touch, or even cop a feel
    I was too interested, in keeping it real
    Perfectly honest and complete, she would always call me “carino,”
    And never Technique, bought me a new book to read every 2 or 3 weeks
    Forever changing the expression of my thoughts when I speak
    It was because of her, I even deaded all of my freaks
    She convinced me, to stop hangin’ out on the streets
    To stop robbin’ and stealin’, from people like you
    Instead I took her out to the Apollo and the Bronxu
    We sailed in Barrio (?) and the Metropolitan too
    Got to the point when I was either with her or my crew
    So I decided one day, to tell her my feelings was true
    I couldn’t live without her so I told her, facing my fears
    But honey’s only response, was a face full of tears
    She could only sob hysterically, holding me tight
    I tried to speak, but she wouldn’t stop until I left sight
    I felt like a moth who got himself too close to the light
    Except I didn’t burn, I turned cold after that night


    [Verse 3]
    I went on with my life, college and my career
    Ended up locked up like an animal for a year
    Where the C.O.’s talk to you like they were the overseer
    Then I got sent to the hole, when my exit was near
    At night in my cell, I’d close my eyes and I’d see her
    Hold her close in my dreams, but when I woke she disappeared
    Just an empty cell until the state gave me parole in the summer
    came back, in tact and on track
    But the fact of the matter, is I still felt cold
    Even after my mother, hugged me, cryin’ at home
    My real niggaz would catch me thinkin’, out of my zone
    Fuckin’ lots of different women, but I still felt alone
    Relatively well-known around the New York underground
    But I kept thinking of her and how we used to be down
    The sound of her voice, and the beautiful smell of her hair
    Though gone physically, somehow it was still there
    I had to do something, because the shit was too much to bear
    So I went and visited the building where she used to live
    The world looks a lot different after you do a bid
    The way your life done changed
    While primitive minds (are) still stuck in the same game
    Like her cousin who was on the corner slangin’ cocaine
    Stepped in the lobby and tapped the button next to her last name
    Her mom buzzed me up and hugged me up, like a mother oughta
    But her facial expression changed, when I asked about her daughter


    [Verse 4]
    She told me that there was a note for me, that was left behind
    She had left it there waiting, for such a long time
    I was inclined to ask about it but she brought it up first
    I saw a tear swelling up in her eye, and then she cursed
    She told me where the letter was and I started thinking the worst
    Reversed my position, stepped over and opened the door
    And sure enough there was an envelope with my name on the floor
    “Nobody loves you more than me carino” is what the letter said

    “By the time you get to read this, I’ll probably be dead
    But when you left in ’97 a part of me went to Heaven
    I thank God at least I got to know what love really was
    But it hurt me, to see what true love really does
    ‘Cause even though we never made love, you were all that there was
    It was because I loved you so much that I had to make you leave
    You made me doubt the way I thought, you made me want to believe
    And then I slipped up, and I let you get close to me
    It was hard to not be openly when people spoke to me
    This was not the way I thought my life was supposed to be
    Baby don’t you see, I had a blood transfusion that left me with HIV
    Hoped the end exists for me since late in 1993
    I died a virgin, I wish I could’ve given myself to you
    I cried in the hospital because there was no one else but you
    Promise that you’ll meet me in paradise inevitably
    No matter what, I’ll keep your love forever with me”

    What happened for the rest of the day is still a blur
    But I remember wishing that I was dead, instead of her
    She was buried on August 3rd
    The story ends without a sequel
    And now you know why Technique, don’t fucking fall in love with people
    Hold the person that you love closely if they’re next to you
    The one you love, not the person that’ll simply have sex with you
    Appreciate them to the fullest extent, and then beyond
    ‘Cause you never really know what you got, until it’s gone

  • Jay-Z- December 4th

    [Jay-Z's Mom:]
    Shawn Carter was born December 4th
    Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces
    He was the last of my 4 children
    The only one who didn’t give me any pain when i gave birth to him
    And that’s how i knew that he was a special child

    [Jay-Z Verse 1]
    They say “they never really miss you til you dead or you gone”
    So on that note i’m leaving after the song
    So you ain’t gotta feel no way about Jay so long
    At least let me tell you why i’m this way, Hold on
    I was conceived by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
    Who made love under the Siccamore tree
    Which makes me
    A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
    At 10 pounds when i was born i didn’t give her no pain
    Although through the years i gave her her fair share
    I gave her her first real scare
    I made up for birth when i got here
    She knows my purpose wasn’t purpose
    I ain’t perfect i care
    But i feel worthless cause my shirts wasn’t matchin my gear
    Now i’m just scratchin the surface cause what’s burried under there
    Was a kid torn apart once his pop disappeared
    I went to school got good grades could behave when i wanted
    But i had demons deep inside that would raise when confronted
    Hold on

    [Jay-Z's Mom:]
    Shawn was a very shy child growing up
    He was into sports
    And a funny story is
    At 4 he taught hisself how to ride a bike
    A two wheeler at that
    Isn’t that special?
    But, i noticed a change in him when me and my husband broke up

    [Jay-Z Verse 2]
    Now all the teachers couldn’t reach me
    And my momma couldn’t beat me
    Hard enough to match the pain of my pop not seeing me, SO
    With that distain in my membrain
    Got on my pimp game
    Fuck the world my defense came
    Then da haven introuced me to the game
    Spanish José introduced me to cane
    I’m a hustler now
    My gear is in and i’m in the in crowd
    And all the wavey light skinned girls is lovin me now
    My self esteem went through the roof man i got my swag
    Got a vocal from this girl when her man got bagged
    Plus i hit my momma with cash from a show that i had
    Supposedly knowin nobody paid Jaz wack ass
    I’m getting ahead of myself, by the way, i could rap
    That came second to me movin this crack
    Gimme a second i swear
    I will say about my rap career
    Til 96 came niggas i’m here

    [Jay-Z's Mom:]
    Shawn use to be in the kitchen
    Beating on the table and rapping
    And um, until the wee hours of the morning
    And then i bought him a boom box
    And his sisters and brothers said that he would drive them nuts
    But that was my way to keep him close to me and out of trouble

    [Jay-Z Verse 3]
    Good-bye to the game all the spoils, the adreneline rush
    Your blood boils you in a spot knowing cops could rush
    And you in a drop your so easy to touch
    No two days are alike
    Except the first and fifteenth pretty much
    And “trust” is a word you seldom hear from us
    Hustlers we don’t sleep we rest one eye up
    And a drought can define a man, when the well dries up
    You learn to work the water without workin, of thirst you’ll die YUP
    And niggas get tied up for product
    And little brothers ring fingers get cut up
    To show mothers they really got em
    And this was the stress i live with til i decided
    To try this rap shit for a livin
    I Pray i’m forgiven
    For every bad decision i made
    Every sister i played
    Cause i’m still paranoid to this day
    And it’s nobody fault i made the decisions i made
    This is the life i chose or rather the life that chose me

    If you can’t respect that your whole perspective is wack
    Maybe you’ll love me when i fade to black

    If you can’t respect that your whole perspective is wack
    Maybe you’ll love me when i fade to black
    [repeat 2 more times to fade]

  • Nas & Quan- Just A Moment

    [Verse 1: Quan]
    Can we please have a moment of silence?
    That’s for my niggaz doin’ years in confinement
    And for my soldiers who passed over, no longer living
    That couldn’t run whenever the reaper came to get ‘em
    Can we please pour out some liquor?
    Symobolizin’, let’s take in time to consider that
    Though our thugs ain’t here, the love is here
    And we gon’ rep ’til slugs kill us here
    This for my dawgs stuck in the struggle tryin’ to gain
    Smokin’ trauma, sniffin’ Ra while sellin’ cocaine
    Trapped in the game, not knowin’ how to stop and get by
    To live it alive, so instead they live it to die
    Can we please have a moment of peace?
    For every G that fell for his flag in the streets
    Bloodin’ and thuggin’, folkin’ and lokin’
    Crypin’ and creepin’, Latin and kingin’
    Or just for poor righteous teachin’

    [Chorus: Quan sings]
    As day comes and night falls
    For the rest of our life we’ll miss y’all
    And even though life must go on, we’ll still mourn
    While wishin’ y’all were home

    [Verse 2: Nas]
    Yeah, and can we have another moment of silence?
    For brothers who died from black-on-black violence
    From here to the Dark Continent were rebels sell diamonds
    To clients all over the world, got little Black girls dyin’
    And can we please pour some more liquors?
    For Will, Bokeem, Bar, Pappy — my niggaz
    Here’s another Warrior Song from Nasty and Quan
    It’s to him I pass the baton to carry this on
    Street’s Disciple, salute to those who’s gone with bullets
    And I promise through rhymin’ Quan gon’ rep his life to the fullest
    And can we please have a moment of truth?
    For soldiers and troops away with helmets and boots
    And families back home who pray they make it home safe
    Hopin’ that they don’t get hit with a stray or missiles
    This is just a moment to let you all know that we miss you
    Mommy I’m still here, wishin’ I was there with you
    Let’s take a moment


    [Verse 3: Quan]
    And can we please have a moment to mourn?
    For Pac, Biggie and Pun ’cause through us they live on
    Jam Master Jay, Freaky Ty and Aaliyah
    Big L and Left Eye, when we die we hope to see ya
    Can we please have a moment for children?
    Who got raped or murdered, or trapped in the system
    Who never knew their father, never learned to dream
    But was guided by drug dealers, killers and crack fiends
    For single mothers that’s forced to play mom and dad
    Bustin’ her ass to give her kids shit she never had
    For my niggaz in the pen hopin’ rhymes’ll get ‘em signed
    So when released, they can say bye to a life of crime
    For every mother that held a son in the street bleedin’
    Cryin’ a song of sorrow to dark and deep for speakin’
    Just a moment outside the day to day struggle
    To let the ones we really care about know that we love ‘em


  • Eminem-When I’m Gone

    It’s my life…
    My own words I guess…

    [Verse 1]
    Have you ever loved someone so much, you’d give an arm for?
    Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?
    When they know they’re your heart
    And you know you were their armour
    And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her
    But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you?
    And everything you stand for, turns on you to spite you?
    What happens when you become the main source of her pain?
    “Daddy look what I made”, Dad’s gotta go catch a plane
    “Daddy where’s Mommy? I can’t find Mommy where is she?”
    I don’t know go play Hailie, baby, your Daddy’s busy
    Daddy’s writing a song, this song ain’t gonna write itself
    I’ll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself
    Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her
    And put hands on her mother, who’s a spitting image of her
    That’s Slim Shady, yeah baby, Slim Shady’s crazy
    Shady made me, but tonight Shady’s rocka-by-baby…

    And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
    Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
    Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
    And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
    Just smile back
    And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
    Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
    Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
    And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
    Just smile back…

    [Verse 2]
    I keep having this dream, I’m pushin’ Hailie on the swing
    She keeps screaming, she don’t want me to sing
    “You’re making Mommy cry, why? Why is Mommy crying?”
    Baby, Daddy ain’t leaving no more, “Daddy you’re lying
    “You always say that, you always say this is the last time
    “But you ain’t leaving no more, Daddy you’re mine”
    She’s piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it
    “Daddy please, Daddy don’t leave, Daddy – no stop it!”
    Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket
    It’s got a picture, “this’ll keep you safe Daddy, take it withcha’”
    I look up, it’s just me standing in the mirror
    These fuckin’ walls must be talking, cuz man I can hear ‘em
    They’re saying “You’ve got one more chance to do right” – and it’s tonight
    Now go out there and show that you love ‘em before it’s too late
    And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door
    It turns to a stage, they’re gone, and this spotlight is on
    And I’m singing…

    And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
    Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
    Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
    And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
    Just smile back
    And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
    Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
    Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
    And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
    Just smile back…

    [Verse 3]
    Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seat
    The curtain closes, they’re throwing roses at my feet
    I take a bow and thank you all for coming out
    They’re screaming so loud, I take one last look at the crowd
    I glance down, I don’t believe what I’m seeing
    “Daddy it’s me, help Mommy, her wrists are bleeding,”
    But baby we’re in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?
    “I followed you Daddy, you told me that you weren’t leavin’
    “You lied to me Dad, and now you make Mommy sad
    “And I bought you this coin, it says ‘Number One Dad’
    “That’s all I wanted, I just want to give you this coin
    “I get the point – fine, me and Mommy are going”
    But baby wait, “it’s too late Dad, you made the choice
    “Now go out there and show ‘em that you love ‘em more than us”
    That’s what they want, they want you Marshall, they keep.. screamin’ your name
    It’s no wonder you can’t go to sleep, just take another pill
    Yeah, I bet you will. You rap about it, yeah, word, k-keep it real
    I hear applause, all this time I couldn’t see
    How could it be, that the curtain is closing on me
    I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it
    Put it to my brain and scream “die Shady” and pop it
    The sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes
    That’s when I wake up, alarm clock’s ringin’, there’s birds singin’
    It’s Spring and Hailie’s outside swinging, I walk right up to Kim and kiss her
    Tell her I miss her, Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister
    Almost as if to say..

    And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
    Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
    Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
    And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
    Just smile back
    And when I’m gone, just carry on, don’t mourn
    Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
    Just know that I’m looking down on you smiling
    And I didn’t feel a thing, So baby don’t feel no pain
    Just smile back…

    [Curtains closing and sounds of clapping]

  • Eminem- Sing For The Moment

    These ideas are nightmares to white parents
    Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
    Like whatever they say has no bearing
    It’s so scary in a house that allows no swearing
    To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
    Alone in his own zone, cold and he don’t care
    He’s a problem child, what bothers him all comes out
    When he talks about his ****in’ dad walkin’ out
    Cause he hates him so bad that he blocks him out
    If he ever saw him again, he’d probably knock him out
    His thoughts are whacked, he’s mad so he’s talkin’ back
    Talkin’ black, brainwashed from rock and rap
    He sags his pants, do rags and a stocking cap
    His stepfather hit him so he socked him back
    And broke his nose, this house is a broken home
    There’s no control, he just lets his emotions go

    (Come on) Sing with me, (Sing), sing for the years
    (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears (Come on)
    Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
    Entertainment is changing, intertwining’ with gangsters
    In the land of the killers, a sinner’s mind is a sanctum
    Holy or unholy, only have one homie
    Only this gun, lonely, ’cause don’t anyone know me
    But everybody just feels like they can relate
    I guess words are a ************, they can be great
    Or they can degrade, or even worse, they can teach hate
    It’s like these kids hang on every single statement we make
    Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
    Now how the **** did this metamorphosis happen?
    From standin’ on corners and porches just rappin’
    To havin’ a fortune, no more kissin’ ***
    But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you
    Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
    To get their hands on every dime you have
    They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
    So they can try to make you out to look like a loose canon
    Any dispute, won’t hesitate to produce handguns
    That’s why these prosecutors wanna convict me
    Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly
    But all their kids been listenin’ to me religiously
    So I’m signing CD’s while police fingerprint me
    They’re for the judges daughter, but his grudge is against me
    If I’m such a ****in’ menace, this **** doesn’t make sense, Pete
    It’s all political, if my music is literal then I’m a criminal,
    How the **** can I raise a little girl?
    I couldn’t, I wouldn’t be fit to
    You’re full of **** too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you

    (Come on) Sing with me, (Sing), sing for the years
    (Sing it) Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears (Come on)
    Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

    They say music can alter moods and talk to you
    Well can it load a gun up for you and **** it too?
    Well if it can, then the next time you ***ault a dude
    Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I’ll get sued
    See what these kids do, is hear about us totin’ pistols
    And they want to get one, ‘cus they think the ****’s cool
    Not knowin’ we’re really just protectin’ ourselves
    We entertainers, of course the ****’s affecting ourselves
    You ignoramus but music is reflection of self
    We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail
    It’s ****ed up ain’t it, how we can come from practically nothin’
    To bein’ able to have any ****in’ thing that we wanted
    That’s why we sing for these kids that don’t have a thing
    Except for a dream and a ****in’ rap magazine
    Who post pinup pictures on their walls all day long
    Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
    Or for anyone who’s ever been through **** in they lives
    ‘Til they sit and they cry at night, wishing they die
    ‘Til they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe
    We’re nothing to you, but we’re the ****in’ **** in their eyes
    That’s why we seize the moment, and try to freeze it and own it
    Squeeze it and hold it, ’cause we consider these minutes golden
    And maybe they’ll admit it when we’re gone
    Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs
    And we can

    Sing with me, (Sing), sing for the years
    (Sing it), sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, (C’mon)
    Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

    Sing with me, (Sing), sing for the years
    (Sing it), sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, (C’mon)
    Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away

  • Eminem- Run Rabbit Run

    Some days I just wanna up and call it quits,
    I feel like I�m surrounded by a wall of bricks,
    Everytime I go to get up I just fall in piss,
    My life�s like one great big ball of shit,
    If I could just put it all in all I spit,
    Instead I always try to swallow it,
    Instead of staring at this wall and shit,
    While I sit writers block sick of all this shit,
    Cant call it shit, all I know is I�m about to hit the wall,
    If I have to see another one of mom�s alchaholic fits,
    This is it, last straw, thats all, thats it,
    I ain�t dealing with another fucking politic,
    I�m like a stewin bubble in him, till it filters up,
    I�m about to kill it, I can feel it building up,
    Blow this building up, I�ve been sealed enough,
    My cup run it over I�ve been filled up,
    But then explosion bust and spills my guts,
    You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
    But I�m a show you what, you gonna feel my rush,
    You don�t feel it then it must be too real to touch,
    Feel to touch, I�m about to tear shit up,
    Goosebumps, yeah I�m make your hair sit up,
    Yeah sit up, I�m a tell you who I be,
    I�m make you hate me cause you ain�t me,
    You aint, it ain�t to late to finally see,
    What you close minded fucks were too blind to see,
    Whoever find me, is gonna get a finders fee,
    Out this world and ain�t no one out there mind as me,
    You need peace of mind, well here�s a piece of mine,
    All I need�s a line but sometimes,
    I don�t always find the words to rhyme,
    To express how I�m really feeling at that time,
    Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, just sometimes,
    Its always me, how dark can these hallways be,
    The clock stikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
    This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
    I�m desperate at my desk if I could just get the rest,
    Of this shit off my chest, again, stuck in this slum,
    Cant think of nothing, fuck I�m stumped,
    But wait here comes something,
    Nope, it�s not good enough, scribbel it out, new pad,
    Krinkel it up and throw that shit out,
    I�m fisseling now thought I had figured it out,
    Ball�s in my court but I�m scared to dribbel it out,
    But I�m afraid, why am I afaid, why am I a slave to this trade,
    Sign that I�ll spit to the grave, real enough to rawl you up,
    What me to flip it I can rip it any style you want,
    I�m a switch, yeah a bitch, jimmy smith ain�t a quitter,
    I�m a sit here till I get enough,
    For me to finally hit a fucking boiling point,
    Put some oil in your joints,
    Flip the coin bitch come get destroyed,
    An mc�s worst dream I make them tense since they hate me,
    See me and shake like a shangeling fence,
    By the looks of them you would swear yours was comming,
    By the scream of them you would swear I�m sawing something,
    By the way they running you would swear the law was coming,
    Its now or never tonight is all or nothing,
    Momma, jimmy keep leaving on us, he said he�d be back,
    He pinky promised, I don�t think he�s honest,
    I be back baby I just got to beat this clock,
    Fuck this clock, I�m make them eat this watch,
    Dont believe me watch, I�m a win this race,
    And I�m a come back and rub my shit in your face,
    Bitch I found my neck, you gonna hear my voice,
    Till you sick of it you ain�t gonna have a choice,
    If I gotta scream till I have half a lung,
    If I have half a chance I grab it, rabbit run…

  • Eminem- Lose Yourself

    Look, if you had one shot, one opportunity
    To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment
    Would you capture it or just let it slip?

    His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
    There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
    He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs,
    But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down,
    The whole crowd goes so loud
    He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
    He’s choking how, everybody’s joking now
    The clock’s run out, time’s up over, bloah!
    Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
    Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked
    He’s so mad, but he won’t give up that
    Easy, no
    He won’t have it , he knows his whole back’s to these ropes
    It don’t matter, he’s dope
    He knows that, but he’s broke
    He’s so stagnant, he knows
    When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
    Back to the lab again, yo
    This whole rhapsody
    He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him

    You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
    You own it, you better never let it go
    You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
    This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo
    (You better)

    The soul’s escaping, through this hole that is gaping
    This world is mine for the taking
    Make me king, as we move toward a new world order
    A normal life is boring, but superstardom’s close to post mortem
    It only grows harder, only grows hotter
    He blows us all over these hoes is all on him
    Coast to coast shows, he’s known as the globetrotter
    Lonely roads, God only knows
    He’s grown farther from home, he’s no father
    He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
    But hold your nose ’cause here goes the cold water
    His hoes don’t want him no more, he’s cold product
    They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
    He nose dove and sold nada
    So the soap opera is told and unfolds
    I suppose it’s old partner but the beat goes on
    Da da dum da dum da da


    No more games, I’ma change what you call rage
    Tear this motherfucking roof off like 2 dogs caged
    I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
    I’ve been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
    But I kept rhyming and stepped right into the next cypher
    Best believe somebody’s paying the pied piper
    All the pain inside amplified by the fact
    That I can’t get by with my 9 to 5
    And I can’t provide the right type of life for my family
    Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don’t buy diapers
    And it’s no movie, there’s no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life
    And these times are so hard, and it’s getting even harder
    Trying to feed and water my seed, plus
    Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna
    Baby mama drama’s screaming on and
    Too much for me to wanna
    Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
    Has gotten me to the point, I’m like a snail
    I’ve got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot
    Success is my only motherfucking option, failure’s not
    Mom, I love you, but this trailer’s got to go
    I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot
    So here I go it’s my shot.
    Feet fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got


    You can do anything you set your mind to, man

  • Pac- Brenda’s Got A Baby

    I hear Brenda’s got a baby
    But, Brenda’s barely got a brain
    A damn shame
    Tha girl can hardly spell her name
    (That’s not our problem, that’s up ta Brenda’s family)
    Well let me show ya how it affects tha whole community
    Now Brenda never really knew her moms and her dad was a
    Puttin death to his arms, it’s sad
    Cause I bet Brenda doesn’t even know
    Just cause your in tha ghetto doesn’t mean ya can’t grow
    But oh, that’s a thought, my own revelation
    Do whatever it takes ta resist tha temptation
    Brenda got herself a boyfriend
    Her boyfriend was her cousin, now lets watch tha joy end
    She tried to hide her pregnancy, from her family
    Who didn’t really care to see, or give a damn if she
    Went out and had a church of kids
    As long as when tha check came they got first dibs
    Now Brendas belly is gettin bigger
    But no one seems ta notice any change in her figure
    She’s 12 years old and she’s having a baby
    In love with tha molester, whos sexin her crazy
    And yet she thinks that he’ll be with her forever
    And dreams of a world with tha two of them are together,
    He left her and she had tha baby solo, she had it on tha
    Bathroom floor
    And didn’t know so, she didn’t know, what ta throw away and
    What ta keep
    She wrapped tha baby up and threw him in tha trash heep
    I guess she thought she’d get away
    Wouldn’t hear tha cries
    She didn’t realize
    How much tha tha little baby had her eyes
    Now tha babys in tha trash heep balling
    Momma can’t help her, but it hurts ta hear her calling
    Brenda wants ta run away
    Momma say, you makin’ me lose pay, tha social workers here
    Now Brenda’s gotta make her own way
    Can’t go to her family, they won’t let her stay
    No money no babysitter, she couldn’t keep a job
    She tried ta sell crack, but end up getting robbed
    So now what’s next, there ain’t nothin left ta sell
    So she sees sex as a way of leavin hell
    It’s payin tha rent, so she really can’t complain
    Prostitute, found slain, and Brenda’s her name, she’s got a baby


    (Don’t you know she’s got a baby)
    (Don’t you know she’s got a baby)
    (Don’t you know she’s got a baby)
    (Don’t you know she’s got a baby)
    (Don’t you know she’s got a baby)
    (Don’t you know she’s got a baby)

  • Pac- Life Goes On

    [Chorus: repeat 2X]

    How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
    Rest in peace young nigga, there’s a Heaven for a ‘G’
    be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death
    my niggas, we tha last ones left
    but life goes on…..

    [Verse One:]

    As I bail through tha empty halls
    breath stinkin’
    in my jaws
    ring, ring, ring
    quiet y’all
    incoming call
    plus this my homie from high school
    he’s getting bye
    It’s time to bury another brotha nobody cry
    life as a baller
    alchol and booty calls
    we usta do them as adolecents
    do you recall?
    raised as G’s
    loc’ed out and blazed the weed
    get on tha roof
    let’s get smoked out
    and blaze with me
    2 in tha morning
    and we still high assed out
    screamin’ ‘thug till I die’
    before I passed out
    but now that your gone
    i’m in tha zone
    ‘I don’t wanna die all alone’
    but now ya gone
    and all I got left are stinkin’ memories
    I love them niggas to death
    i’m drinkin’ Hennessy
    while tryin’ ta make it last
    I drank a 5th for that ass
    when you passed….
    cause life goes on


    [Verse Two:]

    Yeah nigga
    I got tha word as hell
    ya blew trial and tha judge gave you
    25 with an L
    time to prepare to do fed time
    won’t see parole
    imagine life as a convict
    that’s getten’ old
    plus with tha drama
    we’re lookin out for your babies mama
    taken risks, while keepin’ cheap tricks from gettin on her…
    life in tha hood…
    is all good for nobody
    remember gamin’ on dumb hoties at chill parties
    Me and you
    No true a two
    while scheming on hits
    and gettin tricks
    that maybe we can slide into
    but now you burried
    rest nigga
    cause I ain’t worried
    eyes bluried
    sayin’ goodbye at the cemetary
    tho’ memories fade
    I got your name tated on my arm
    so we both ball till’ my dying days
    before I say goodbye
    Kato and Mental rest in peace
    Thug till I die


    [Verse Three:]

    Bury me smilin’
    with G’s in my pocket
    have a party at my funeral
    let every rapper rock it
    let tha hoes that I usta know
    from way before
    kiss me from my head to my toe
    give me a paper and a pen
    so I can write about my life of sin
    a couple bottles of Gin
    incase I don’t get in
    tell all my people i’m a Ridah
    nobody cries when we die
    we outlaws
    let me ride
    until I get free
    I live my life in tha fast lane
    got police chasen me
    to my niggas from old blocks
    from old crews
    niggas that guided me through
    back in tha old school
    pour out some liquor
    have a toast for tha homies
    see we both gotta die
    but ya chose to go before me
    and brothas miss ya while your gone
    you left your nigga on his own
    how long we mourn
    life goes on…

    [Chorus repeats to end]
    [sung overtop repeating chorus]

    Life goes on homie
    gone on, cause they passed away
    Niggas doin’ life
    Niggas doin’ 50 and 60 years and shit
    I feel ya nigga, trust me
    I feel ya
    You know what I mean
    last year
    we poured out liquor for ya
    this year nigga, life goes on
    we’re gonna clock now
    get money
    evade bitches
    evade tricks
    give players plenty space
    and basicaly just represent for you baby
    next time you see your niggas
    your gonna be on top nigga
    their gonna be like,
    ‘Goddamn, them niggas came up’
    that’s right baby
    life goes on….
    and we up out this bitch
    hey Kato, Mental
    y’all niggas make sure it’s popin’ when we get up there
    don’t front.

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