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		| linkeen, раз уж назвал мудаком, так отпиши здесь хотя бы один текст из списка групп, который привел. Просто чтобы мое опрокидывание в грязь не было пустыми словами |  Вот видишь,ты даже таких названий не знаешь,реальный рЕперок    
Текстов можно привести кучу.Ну..ммм...например один из очень известных трэков Талиба
  Спойлер:     [Chorus: Res - repeat 2X]Where do we go? What do we say? What do we do?
 Nowhere to turn, nowhere to run and there's nothin new
 Where do we go for inspiration?
 It's like pain is our only inspiration
 
 [Talib Kweli]
 Yea, I see a place where little boys and girls
 Are shells in the oceans not knowin they a pearl
 No one to hold 'em while they growin
 They livin' moment to moment without a care in the whole world
 Now, if I could help it I tell it just like it is
 And I may say some things that you don't like to hear
 I know this: that people lie, people kneel
 People die, people heal, people steal, and people shed tears
 What's real, blood spills, gun kill, the sun still - rise
 Above me, trust me, it must be, morning - time
 Wake up, the stakes up
 Everybody want the cake up, to break up with the crew
 But when the karma come back for what you do
 It's too late to make up - some excuse
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Talib Kweli]
 I come from people who stronger than time and space
 Wherever there's competition you gonna find the race
 I find a place in my heart for this hip-hop
 And pump blood through my vein my skin get hot
 I take you very serious and make you write more
 If I don't celebrate I got nothing to fight for
 I'm tight raw, excite y'all like nightfall
 I'm tight y'all, I walk the street like y'all
 About action, talk is cheap, right y'all?
 You start yappin' think about the beef you might cause
 The trouble you could get into
 You don't study, you not prepared and cats is testin you
 What you gonna do when you gotta face
 The manifestation of the words that you put in space
 They already there you cant take 'em out
 The studio gangsta inside you tryin' to break out
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Talib Kweli]
 Yea, I see a place where little boys and girls
 Are shells in the oceans not knowin they a pearl
 No one to hold 'em while they growin
 They livin' moment to moment without a care in the whole world
 Now, if I could help it I tell it just like it is
 And I may say some things that you don't like to hear
 I know this: that people lie, people kneel
 People die, people heal, people steal, and people shed tears
 What's real, blood spills, gun kill, the sun still - rise
 Above me, trust me, it must be, morning - time
 Wake up, the stakes up
 Everybody want the cake up, to break up with the crew
 But when the karma come back for what you do
 It's too late to make up - some excuse
				__________________Memphis Crunk and Purple Drunk
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