Mr. Luke if you're nasty.
Rock it, don't stop it.
Addicted to winning.
Tell 2Pac we said what's up.
Tick, tock.
His poetry is deep also.
It can get dark sometimes.
Dive in.
Kick, pushing his way back into the musical limelight.
"You're not Hip Hop/you're pop/you're MMMBop."
Everything that glitters...
It's a celebration!
Talkin' about rapping.
Blowing one speaker at a time.
Believe in God, but worships Satan.
Making that cash in a flash.
We can all sit at the table.
They've been watching me.
It's magic, baby.
Sigh.