The worst for me is...
“Ayo Jay Z was really in them streets, he had shyt sewed up from Brooklyn to Maryland slanging them thangs. I know, my sister’s best friend’s cousin’s aunt’s hair stylist’s barber’s doorman used to cop weight from Jay back in 88’. Word up.”
A better question is why does ghetto America need a dope boy messiah turned billionaire?
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The machine needs to push the idea that you can somehow beat the dope game designed to put minorities away in prison forever, strung out on your own supply or have us kill each other in our own neighborhoods where kids can’t even even outside to play because of the fukkery caused by that game.
Pac called Jay out way before he was a household name.
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Hawaiian Sophie to Felix Mitchell?
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Conveniently in the era when mafioso drug kingpin rap was on fire in NYC. Even if Jay did nickel and dime hustle a little bit, he’s a rap legend, not a street legend.
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That will never change.
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*I never change oh I never change*