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Kanye West, Mos Def, Freeway, The Boys Choir of Harlem - Two Words

Kanye West, Mos Def, Freeway, The Boys Choir of Harlem - Two Words
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[00:14.67] We in the streets, playa, get ya mail [00:16.75] It's only two places you end up, either dead or in jail [00:19.46] Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go [00:25.06] Now throw ya hands up hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes [00:29.25] Everybody, fuck that [00:30.76] Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go [00:36.62] Two words, United States, no love, no breaks [00:39.60] Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black folks [00:42.43] Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy capsules [00:45.15] Presidential scandals, everybody move [00:47.84] Two words, Mos Def, K. West, hot shit [00:50.88] Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this [00:53.53] Game 'pon lock shit, gun 'pon cock shit [00:56.42] We won't stop shit, everybody move [00:59.34] Two words, BK, NY, Bed Stuy [01:02.00] Too harsh, too hungry, too many, that's why [01:04.98] These streets know game, can't ball, don't play [01:07.87] Heavy traffic, one lane, everybody move [01:10.52] Two words, Mos Def, Black Jack, hot shit [01:13.23] Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got this [01:16.12] Game 'pon lock, gun 'pon cock [01:18.92] We won't stop, everybody move [01:21.69] Now throw ya hands up hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes (Throw your hands up high) [01:25.71] Everybody, fuck that [01:27.03] Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go [01:32.67] And keep ya hands up hustlers [01:34.55] Busters, boosters, hoes ('Til they reach the sky) [01:37.22] Everybody, fuck that [01:38.02] Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go [01:44.38] Two words, Chi-town, South Side, worldwide [01:47.29] Cause I rep that 'til I fuckin' die [01:50.10] One neck two chains, one waist two gats [01:53.03] One wall twenty plaques, dues paid, gimme that [01:55.76] I am limelight, Blueprint five mics [01:58.46] Go Getters rhyme like, should've been signed twice [02:01.89] Most imitated, Grammy nominated [02:04.22] Hotel accommodated, cheerleader prom-dated [02:07.08] Barbershop playa-hated, mom-and-pop bootlegged it [02:10.39] Felt like it rained 'til the roof caved in [02:12.46] Two words, Chi-town raised me crazy [02:15.33] So I live by two words: "fuck you, pay me" [02:18.93] Screamin' "Jesus save me" [02:21.24] You know how the game be [02:22.77] I can't let 'em change me [02:24.66] Cause on judgment day, you gon' blame me [02:27.89] Look, God, it's the same me [02:29.78] And I basically know now [02:30.93] We get racially profiled [02:32.46] 'Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and ho'd down [02:35.70] Plus I got a whole city to hold down [02:37.87] From the bottom so the top's [02:39.28] The only place to go now [02:42.28] [02:51.91] Two words, free way, two letters, AR [02:54.87] Turn y'all rap niggas to two words, fast runners [02:58.10] Like Jackie Joyner, you better sleep with your burner [03:00.85] The heat skeet, blow a reef through ya car, my God [03:04.24] Two words, no guns, break arms [03:06.25] Break necks, break backs, Steven Seagal [03:08.77] Free, young boss, freshman of the Roc [03:11.47] With the beef in the pot Jay sent for his dogs [03:14.34] To brawl, forget ya squad, better fend for yourself [03:17.27] Have you screamin' out four words, "send for the law", uh [03:20.57] Two words, Freeway slightly retarded [03:23.88] Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist, leave with his broad [03:26.33] Red, white, blue, black (Throw your hands up) [03:29.23] Calm down, move back [03:31.38] Motherfuckers askin' "who is that?" [03:34.26] You know it's the almighty Black Jack [03:36.92] Mos Def, K. West [03:39.87] Ghetto people get this shit off ya chest [03:42.72] North to the south, to the east, to the west [03:45.86] Black Jack Johnson, it's no contest [03:48.50] (High) And show it to 'em like [03:51.64]