Dead Rappers - Rick Ross

Here's a toast to the dead rappers

You got your best quotes

From the dead rappers

Young niggas doing tours

With their dead rappers

Sleep on it

B I G 2Pac Big L my ni**a Pun

A lot of legends

May they live forever

F**k a battle we beef with

Niggas across the board

It gets expensive to keep

The killers when out on tour

I apologize to these women

I keep on telling lies

Yes I'm flawed these walls

Will leave you traumatized

I'm not a lemon nor menace me

I just wanted fee

In the beginning the tint hid

The things that I would see

Wanted degrees not just the

Math me I couldn't read

Put me in a ethnic group

And it was full of Gs

They say I'm a scholar but I want a key

Shawty see me in the streets

This where she want to be

Maybach is the butter

Came up from the Regal

Put your hands in the

Sky deliver from evil

Book me for the show and

I'll be on the next jet

Thirty sticks with me

I be getting death threats

Dead rappers be the ones

They love to glorify

All these weird niggas

I've been labeled borderline

It's more to mine my flow

Should have a clothing line

Lacoste made for a boss the

Label's organized

If they're making a dollar

My team would want a piece

From the taxis and Ubers the

Vendors in the streets

Bandanas and rags wave

Them for Soulja Slim

Homie did thirty and his

Family no one came to see him

Headphones on songs about a dead rapper

Lil Snupe's in my prayers

I still can hear him laughing

Lost Boyz Freaky Tah we were four deep

Mac Dre Slim Dunkin and peace to Doe B

Peanut 'til I see you boy I won't sleep

Jam Master Jay one day I'm gon' meet

We take from the weak

Following protocol

I was given instructions

That's meant to mold a boy

Taught from day one this

Is a code of honor

You worship your mother

You cherish your daughter

These lessons will come

Be aggressive with some

Respect every dollar like

We're stretching a blunt

Nothing will change my

Views will remain

So much envy we garner for

These songs that we sing

Stick to the dice skipped

In the slot machines

Sixty day tours ni**a when

We get them things

Right know we've got the plugs

And the numbers 's right

You can sit at the table

That's if you comin' right

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