SOAPY You know, feisty women never get boring. JOEL Let me tell you something. Boring women get a bad rap. There's a lot to be said for boring women.
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If being wealthy is taken to mean having the means to satisfy one's every want, all but the very poor can become rich as thou at a single stroke of a magician's wand, simply by ceasing to want more than is really necessary for sustaining life. By being content with little and not giving a rap for what the neighbours think, one can attain a very large measure of freedom, shedding care and worry in a trice.
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He was not hip-hop's most gifted emcee. Still, Shakur may be the most influential and compelling rapper of them all, he was more than the sum of his artistic parts.
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Gangsta rap often reaches higher than its ugliest, lowest common denominator, misogyny, violence, materialism and sexual transgression are not its exclusive domain. At its best, this music draws attention to complex dimensions of ghetto life ignored by most Americans. Indeed, gangsta rap's in-your-face style may do more to force America to confront crucial social problems than a million sermons or political speeches.
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I wish I was a rapper. There are certainly times when I wish I could just drop an album and channel all my ideas, anger, humor and energy into some music and be done with it.
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As regards rap music, I believe that the c is silent.
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I hate rap music, which to me sounds like a bunch of angry men shouting, possibly because the person who was supposed to provide them with a melody never showed up
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You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house and if you got a glass jaw, you should watch yo mouth: cause I'll break yo face.
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Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight<br/>Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing in sight<br/>Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try<br/>Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die?<br/>someone tell me y
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God<br/>When I was alone, and had nothing<br/>I asked for a friend to help me bear the pain<br/>No one came, except God<br/>When I needed a breath to rise, from my sleep<br/>No one could help me. Except God<br/><br/>When all I saw was sadness, and I needed answers<br/>No one heard me, except God<br/>So when I'm asked. Who I give my unconditional love to?<br/>I look for no other name, except God
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Can you picture my prophecy?
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Unless we share with each other we gotta start makin' changes
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Let me show you, the rhyme.<br/>Excuse me - but, Lady Liberty needs glasses<br/>and so does Mrs. Justice by her side<br/>Both the broads are blind as bats, stumblin through - the system<br/>Justice bumped into M'Tulu, trippin on Geronimo Pratt<br/>but stepped right over Oliver and his crooked partner Ronnie<br/>Justice stubbed her big toe on Mandela<br/>And Liberty was misquoted by the Indians<br/>Slavery was just a learning phase, forgotten without a verdict<br/>while Justice is on a rampage<br/>for endangered survivin black males<br/>I mean really; if anyone REALLY valued life<br/>and cared about the masses<br/><br/>They'd take 'em both to Pen Optical<br/>and get TWO pairs of glasses<br/><br/>Excuse me - but, Lady Liberty needs glasses<br/>I'm kickin asses up and down New York City<br/>It's a pity<br/>Brothers wanna be grimy and gritty to each other<br/>What would your mother think, smotherin your brother?<br/>I see you sink, into another level<br/>Dancin with the devil<br/>Turn up the bass, cause I'm player; also a rhyme sayer<br/>Kind of fly, layer after layer<br/>Why. Cause I'm blessed<br/>Cause I've progressed<br/>I've learned my lessons<br/>Class has always been in session, so you better take notes<br/>And stop chokin on negativity
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Thanks for comin out, God bless you, good night..<br/>What of fame?<br/>Everyone knows your face, the world screams your name<br/>And never again, are you alone.
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Right now, it is it is almost. It is almost uhh, <br/>IMPOSSIBLE for you not to see how strong rap has gotten<br/>Y'knowhatI'msayin, it's it's like umm.<br/>our our brothers and sisters, our youths, and some of our adults<br/>their ear is PINNED to rap music right now<br/>And if you really wanna get our message out<br/>and really wanna start teachin, we need to start doin that<br/>We we really need to start usin, our methods, y'knowhatI'msayin?<br/>The Last Poets did it with poetry<br/>And uhh, and and. Even in our history<br/><br/>from a ancient Afl- African civilization<br/>poets went from village to village<br/>And that's how, stories and messages and lessons were taught<br/>Y'knowhatI'mssayin, and so like you say, history repeats itself<br/>And so. It it was, it was. At it was, y'know obvious<br/>It was, pick it up, y'know?<br/>Bein the race that we are, bein the strong race that we are<br/>We picked it up, we picked up those positive, those positive vibes<br/>and we started rappin and so<br/>I think it is, it's a very good medium too
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He's braggin about his new Jordan's<br/>The baby just ran out of milk<br/>He's buyin gold every two weeks<br/>The baby just ran out of Pampers<br/>He's buyin clothes for his new girl<br/><br/>and the baby just ran out of medicine<br/>You ask for money for the baby?<br/>The daddy just ran out the door<br/><br/>GIRL! I can't believe him<br/>(I can.)
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I said Yo Jay, I can rap. And I spit this rap that said I'm killin' ya'll *****s on this lyrical sh*t, mayonnaise colored benz, I push miracle whips.
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Just the thought of a rap version of Beethoven's Fifth Symphony or 'Achy, Breaky Heart' is bound to make people smile.
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Black is not defined by the media: Tall T's, Saggy Pants, Icy Teeth or Style of Dance. Black is not defined by the media, it's defined by it's background, whether your past is in Steel Mills, or Cotton Fields; whether you bled or cried during struggles; whether you acknowledge it or not,<br/>Black is inside. Defined by your racial background, the blood that flows deep in your veins. Black is not defined by the media, so before you ask me if I'm Black, take a look at what Black was before.<br/>Before Rap, before Hip-Hop, before Blues became Rock 'n Roll, before slave masters commanded slave ships, Before Jesus came, even before the Hebrew's hardship, Black was Black.<br/>And they didn't need the media to tell them that.
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My issue is race. I feel black people nowadays have to conform to this one ideal. We all have to be the same. We all have to be hard and ghetto and listen to only one genre of music which would be Rap and R
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Self-publishing got a bad rap because there were too many people publishing things that weren't fit to be published, but in the last few years self publishers are producing more daring and more cutting edge work the big houses don't want to mess with.
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Toilets get a bad rap. So does the door on the way out.
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As far as murder, and murdering him, someone murdered my son; I don't think it has anything to do with the rap industry. That did not murder my son. It is, I can safely say, that if my son did not have the position, the job that he sought out, maybe he would be alive today. But I would not say that the rap industry murdered him.
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I rap about a bad marriage I went through. A lot of people have been through rough times and they can relate.
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We were driving down the street one day, and said, 'We gotta learn to rap if we're gonna be in music today.' I was a paralegal, she was working in a hair salon. Now we're a million-dollar-a-year business and fly all over the country. We're also going to be in Vegas on a permanent basis beginning in April, going back and forth from Phoenix every week. We'll be hooking up with that new George Clooney hotel he's building there.
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