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Ghetto Reporter

de Nas

Close your eyes
Listen

They give niggas time like it's lunch down there, Jack
You go down there looking for justice, that's what you find, just us

It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror
Tell me times ain't the scariest
For me, droppin' album after album
Like it's a various artist compilation
But it's just me and hb
And this shit take concentration
Niggas know I don't drop this often, so cherish it
Like your daughter's graduation, kids' marriages
When the culture vultures swoop down
And start exploitin' the sound
They drew up contracts for our niggas dru hill to dru down
And I'm prayin' they set
Instead most artists don't live as good as the execs
And they end up depressed
Scarred by a&rs, the music be changin'
And the culture be shiftin'
So you gotta move with it
Call me the party crasher, that plan spoiler
That malcolm seein' maya angelou in ghana holdin' a camcorder
Ghetto reporter
Live from 40 side
You know my storyline
First project rapper triple platinum with new yorker pride

King's disease
Most of us catch it at one point or another
But evolve
Find a new formula
One that takes everything in you to make

The audacity
Masterfully crafted these classics
So naturally had to be nasty back at it
They argue kd1, kd2, or magic was harder when
Kd3 go harder than all of them
Back in the 9-0s barely rubbed elbows with ceos
I was dolo, I bet it shocked y'all to see me grow
In the 0-0s I still ain't attend much industry dinners
Had to tend to my business
Go past the sky's limit
The hate gon' rise quicker
So how could I manage this disadvantage
Niggas planet Hollywood, I came from a different planet
Leave it up to me to break the news you won't see on the screen
Chuckle at you motherfuckers we the last of the kings
Shout to the real ones, like it's a shortage it seems
I'm underground and overground, and this never been seen
Real counts on my streams
Got real people tappin' in, so that's what that means
Indeed

It means I got nothin' but the real checkin' in
We locked in
All the way
Just applaud this, yeah

I'm trapped in hip hop, you know what I'm sayin', like
I couldn't get out if I wanted to
All us rappers are trapped in it, we can't get out
You know what I'm sayin', till we over
Till it's dead, till we in the dirt
When I'm 50 years old
I'm gon' have 50-year-old fans, 60-year-old fans, and 16-year-old fans

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