[Sample from Memoirs of the Traveler" by The Jaggerz]      [The Game]   Second floor my hotel im rollin up bout to blaze   And zone out to this Frankie Beverly and Mayes   As our days about to pass and them days in the past   He set my mind free so my mind free at last   So much that I don’t even drink from a fuckin glass   Id rather find the first fountain I can and do it fast   Didn’t understand a dream of a king now do the math   Coincidentally on your birthdays I ditched the class   Cuz the younger me, dumber me was chasin the cash   Chasin the ass, low life with his face in the grass   Ridin home from school in front of the bus   Not even thinking bout how Rosa Parks done it for us   How she stayed behind bars and she done it for us   And she stayed behind bars till she won it for us   Sometimes I wanna give up or at least take a break   That’s when I close my eyes and see Coretta Scotts face      Cuz Sometimes I wanna give up or at least take a break   That’s when I close my eyes and see Coretta Scotts face….      [Sample]      [Nas]   Uh   Word up Game   Standing at the pue panoramic view of the seating   Greeting, I’ve been meaning to do me some letter reading, to the King   He forever breathing your messages never leaving   Some of your homies, phonies I should say it when I see them   Them sleazy bastards, some greedy pastors, jerks   Some should never be allowed in Ebenezer Baptist Church, in Atlanta   Some people be patient I know this ghetto grammar   But im a street dude normally I just speak rude   Martin Luther, the martyr, the trooper, hate killed him   Noble peace prize winner they duplicate the feelin   As a kid I aint relate really, I was sayin Dreams speech jokingly   Till your world awoken me   First I thought your were passive, soft one who ass kissed   I was young to be honest, I was feelin Mohamed   I aint even know the strength you had to have to march   You was more than just talk you were the first real Braveheart   We miss you   Feels like King be in me sometimes…      [Sample]      [The Game]   The word nigger is nothing like nigga   Don’t sound shit alike like Game like Jigga   One came before the other like aim and pull the trigga   One is slang for my brotha, one is hang and take a picture   The rope aint tight enough, he still alive go fix it   Pour some gasoline on him, call his daughters black bitches   Make him pick cotton, while they momma clean up the kitchen   The same cotton in white tees that’s the cotton they was pickin   If Dr. King marched today would Bill Gates march?   I know Obama would but would Hillary take part?   Great minds think great thoughts   The pictures I paint make the Mona Lisa look like fake art   I feel the pain of Nelson Mandela   Cuz when it rains it pours I need Rihannas umbrella   For Coretta Scotts tear drops   When she got the phone call that the future just took a fuckin head shot      I wonder why Jesse Jackson didn’t catch him before his body dropped   Would he give me the answer? Probably not      [Sample]