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Let me tell you da story of daquixers, a dwag who thinks Tupac, was the best and about his hate for the crackers, and his little friend called "Guest" He say: Silly cracker, don't you know your tacos are no good, unless you get Super Mighties, from the hood White man you got it all wrong Do you you ever learn? chopping down you throat, your Ted's Foot long? (Chorus) Whoop! there is it is, upside your face, Proper forms of English, we must erase Whoop! Whoop! there is it is, don't know The burbs of the 'Buff are no place to go, (End Chorus) Kenmore, Lockport, places by the lake Make him sick, make him mad Don't you know street creds Are things you can not fake? Tonadawanda, Lackawanda, the villiage of Amherst, Make him sick, make him made, but don't you all know Williamsvile North is the Worst (Chorus) Whoop! there is it is, you know he can't stand white man caring for his kids, That's the cracker's plan Whoop! there is it is, upside your face, Proper forms of English, we must erase (End Chorus) So you won't see daquixers chillin' at the Sweet Home Cafe, That the place where the 'man' has his way he is itching, he is twitching to pop a cap in you ass those who think hip hop, wasn't meant to last so don't was your time, don't waste your cries, because daquixers is da man, to super-size your fries

A white father taking care for his kids , OK to hate... Nice.

Don't move to any suburb of Buffalo. Don't want you to loose you street creds!

Dude, you can much down all the horse sh*t you want, I am not eating it. It's all you bro!

Boy, you are just sounding worse and worse. Guess whitey doesn't need to listen to any black folk. Racist pig.

Yeah, living in a suburb of Buffalo is terrible.... Yeah, that takes away their "street cred".... Oh, while I am talking to you, I will have some fries with my burger, you dumb ass swamp donkey. Don't your parents have something better to do with their basement than having your freeloading butt living in it? How about a game room?

If you don't like to eat horse sh--, does that mean your scared of it?

Boy, now you are proven loser. A black man who is educated, self-reflective, and not afraid to think independently from the "party line" is an Uncle Tom. Yes, we all know it is your political perspective that truly makes your ethnic background. Nice thought process....

So now people who don't like rap are "scared"? Man, it must be nice to the embodiment of enlightenment that you are.

How is speaking with an accent the same thing as being functionally illiterate? Seriously, talking in broken phrases and intentionally miss-spelled words is making it "cool" to be uneducated and inarticulate. Not to mention the frequent use of the "F" bomb. Bill Cosby has made many good points about this subject in some of his recent speeches.

You're comparing musical notes to lyrics. You could read the lyrics to "Stairway to Heaven" and it would stand on its own. Nice imagery, clever use of metaphor, and it is written in ENGLISH. Since when did "the" become "da"? As long as we a talking about Led Zepplin, don't you think "Led Zepplin 3" and "Presence" are underated?

So, you are "dark and uniformed" if you don't like rap? mmmmmmmmmm,ok. You're right, there is brilliance in lyrics like these: Murda Mike aint no dope fiend choke em till I see the spleen B.I.G known as Brooklyn rap king I crush these so called thugs,Willies, and punks got rugger,mack-11, plus the dirty pump I spit on these Gold diggers ya'll don't know me nigga so this what I figga I want to be like jigga come in the game and do something nice settle down like uhh ohh uhh ohh uhh ohh ahho

I thought he was popular....ain't he?

Yo! You the Bomb! Here be the words to a Ludacris joint: Here are some great Yeah come see this nigga come see this ol' light-skinned motha!@#$a I seen him and I'm addicted disturbin tha peace is the click please tell these fake ass niggas who you are I be dat nigga named Luda' Alert Alert it's the ATLlien intruder College Park waterboy, spittin in tha c-cooler I jam till they deaf, they call me Slick Dick Da Ruler Women indeed, keep ya eyes closed 'bow blows, come out dem clothes hoe Low pros, low bows, watch out for the po-po And I chose, to be dat numba one contender, Southern offender !@#$in up ya whole Agenda When I walk you try to run When I run you try to hide You skated the snap of my finger Call me Golden Gley Its you and I, Do or Die, who am I? I got a pocket full of family stones, cats think I'm sly Oh Why try, you one of dem niggaz that like to cheat death and I'm one of dem niggaz that rip up Excursions til there is no seats left You sh-- out wheat chex and fart out deep breaths While we toss darts at the bottom of y'all v-necks -Skit Who? Dat nigga Cris? oh dat nigga is aight Dat nigga can't !@#$ wit me thou Let me get on da mic Nigga, who da !@#$ are you nigga [Ludacris] I be dat nigga Bronze Bridges Playaz wanna ball or go on strike cause of my pitches They think I want they bitches But I don't want no pigeons yet pigeons can scrub my dishes And ya'll don't want no scrubs till ya'll pull out ya'll extensions Ya'll in school detention that'll neva come out Man I'll catch yo achilles tendon and put a sock in yo mouth Cause we da sh-- in the South, they know what I'm talkin bout You see we Jack and we Daniels, y'all Earl and Ralph 4-ize twirl it out, lick it dry and tend it to flames Not even Joshua can come to +War+ wit dis +Games+ These B word niggaz is lame and come down wit da reigns You all wet behind da ears but its a drought in ya brain and dats tha simple and plain man Three W Dot Shhhh (Man dat dude Luder's got some hotter than hot shhh) Well sh-sh-sh-shut da !@#$ up Before you get cu-cu-cut-cut da !@#$ up -Hold on man hold on lil buddy ya'll talkin bout shorty man Shorty up at da radio station man? Shorty be poppin man? Man, Let the name be known who ya'll talkin bout [Ludacris] I be dat nigga dat lova lova I'm nastier than thinkin about yo' parents sex each other No glove, no love, betta tell yo dick to run for cover So when lightening strikes, you can be safe on a few rubbers If you know what I mean Not everybody is Mr and Mrs. Clean Some get burnt like Freddie Kruger, sweat dreams girls backin dey ass up now they 400 degrees Ha Hot girl, tryin to give to niggaz up on da block girl Have you screamin "STOP GIRL" I rock worlds with my 9 inch louieville slugga still wonder why they call me lova lova Self Explainatruim Ass Valedictorian I bring 'em back to da future like a '85 Delorium Da Luda drug emporium On da counter prescription you like my diction and my Doctor nurse convention I put da stethoscope quite close to yo tittie Have yo butt checks Red-man like Uncle Quilly

Sampling and taking the actual recording and looping is WAY different then being influenced by someone's music and playing in the same style. Why don't you pirate a copy of "Friday Night Lights", change the credits and the start and the finish, and then go around and tell everyone what a great filmaker you are?

MILF! MILF! MILF!

Is it true the Chargers are $30 million under the cap next year, and have will have a top ten pick thanks to Giants trade, as well as a late 1st rounder? Damn, they could be the next Pats. I hope the Bills can sign a stud Tight End. Any free agenys out there?

Can you please tell me the other forms of music were the artists rip off and sample others people's work and call it there own? Also, let me know the other musical genres were the artist shoot and kill each, and also stab each other at awards show? Oh no! It's a STEREOTYPE!

I like the way you think! I could even put up with Rap music if made the women hot and bothered. Gotta have your priorities straight. Bills 27 Bungles 21

"If" is right. "If" only she had walked down another street. She would have been safe...etc. Those pricks picked her and her daughter because they were easy prey. A woman trained to use a gun might equalize things a bit

Sure, if it shot the pricks!

Hey I like Toby Kieth. And it sad the more people DON't care. I mean when I was going to high school and college, people used to talk about who was the best guitarist, best drummer..etc... Or wonder what the meaning was behind albums like "Darkside of the Moon" or the "Lamb lies down on Broadway" Can't image having that same conversation today. sh--, I admire every kind of music but rap. It is perfect symbol of how some people today want what is fast and easy, and don't have any discipline. Mcdonalds may sell the most burgers, but that doesn't mean it the best food in town. Sure, our parents used to hate the Beatles and Led Zeppelin, but their music at least had some type of strong structure, and didn't bastardize other people's work. And they didn't have videos that paint the police as nazi storm-troopers, while the rappers just want chill with the hootchie mommas. PS: you don't need a silver spoon to get into music school, you just have to practice! That sh-- is dope! Word Up!

At least she would have had the option to blow their heads off.

who wacks off and takes a good dump at the same time? What kind of fecal freak are you?

Should be investigated as a "Hate Crime", and the criminals, when caught, should be tied down, so the woman's family can beat them with baseball bats. That's a start.