Joburg's 'billing glitches will damage inner city'
If Joburg's billing system, which has reached "crisis point", does not improve, regeneration of its inner city will labor to a halt.
So says Renney Plit, the chair of the Property Owners and Managers Association (Poma), who claims that building owners in the interior city are owed millions because of bureaucratic bungling in the revenue department.
(Kanye West)
Penitentiary chances, the devil dances And eventually answers to the name of autumn All them fallin`, for the bed of ballin`, Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop looked like Alec Baldwin Inter-century anthems, based off inner city tantrums Based of the way we was branded Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon And at the airport, they learn all through my bag And tell me that it`s random, but we stay winnin` This week has been a bad massage, I want a happy conclusion And a new beginning, and a new fitted And some job opportunities that`s lucrative This the real world, homie, school finished They done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it I cover the cash the way the government treats AIDS I won`t be satisfied `til all my niggas get it, get it?
Ain`t no wonder if I wish it, I ask it I can find it slowly driftin` away from me I`m on the edge, so why you playin`? I`m sayin` I will never ever let you be this down, down, down
Is hip-hop just a euphemism for a new religion? The soul music of the slaves that the young is missin` But this is more than just my route to redemption Malcolm West had the whole nation standin` at attention As farsighted as I`m in Polo, smilin`, they believe they got me But they`d try to offer me if they always see a black me I thinking I chose a domain where they couldn`t sack me If a nigga ain`t shootin` a jump, try runnin` a track meet But this pimp is at the top of Mount Olympus Ready for the world`s games, this is my Olympics We give `em say ho, `cause the game so pimpish Choke a South Park writer with a fish stick I insisted they get up off of this tool And these drugs, niggas can`t stand it Remind me when they tried to throw Ali enlisted If I ever wasn`t the greatest nigga, I musta missed it
Ain`t no wonder if I wish it, I ask it I can find it slowly driftin` away from me I`m on the edge, so why you playin`? I`m sayin` I will never ever let you be this down, down, down
I ask more drinks and less lights And that American Apparel girl in just tights She told the manager she tryna get into school He said "Take them glasses off and get in the pool" It`s been a while since I watched the tube `Cause like a Crip said, I got way too many blues for any more bad word I was lookin` at my resume, feelin` real fresh today They rewrite history, I don`t believe in yesterday And what`s a black Beatle anyway, a fuckin` roach? I think that`s why they got me sittin` in fuckin` coach My guy said I want a different approach `Cause people is lookin` at me like I`m sniffin` coke It`s not funny anymore, try different jokes Tell `em hug and kiss my ass, X and O And kiss the band while they at it, do my thing while I got it Play strings for the dramatic finish of that wack shit Act like I ain`t had a bang and two classes I ain`t got it, I`m comin` after whoever, who has it? I`m comin` after whoever, who has it? You blowin` up, that`s good, fantastic That, y`all, it`s like that, y`all I don`t actually make a fuck about it at all `Have they same people that tryna blackball me Forgot about two things, my black balls
Ain`t no wonder if I wish it, I ask it I can find it slowly driftin` away from me I`m on the edge, so why you playin`? I`m sayin` I will never ever let you be this down, down, down
(Raekwon)
I know cops, hems is liftin`, lenses, kid Armani suits, fresh fruits, Bally boots and Benzes Countin` up, smokin`, one cuff Live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbin` a blunt, fuck it Steam about a century and one Ls Kites off the jails, buyin` sweats, runnin` up in Stetson Nigga hat game was special It matched every black pair of Nikes, throwin` dice for decimals The old head, bolder head, would direct a soldier head Make certain he right in the field, not a soldier dead Got made, code red Break up the black skunk, the black dutch, back of the old shed If you can`t live, you dyin`, you leave or buy in Keep it real or prevent it movin`, keep grindin` Keep shinin`, to every young man, this is a plan Learn from others like your brothers Rae and Kanye
Not for nothing I`ve forseen it, I dream it I can find it slowly drippin` away from me No more chances if you reverse this, you bogus I will never ever let you know this down, down, down
Drake is the front runner for my unofficial " Rapper Least Likely To be Arrested " award as a Hood conservative and very life superhero ( RLSH ) listener.
While sometimes listening to ( paradoxically ) Rick Ross and others waxing poetic about poison sold to their own people, Drake stands out and aside from this genocidal lyric crowd.
NEW YORK - he had the top-selling album in the nation a few weeks ago. He`s on the president`s iPod. He`s on the charts with two singles and a collaboration on a third. He`s on Facebook with updates for the more than 14 billion people chase them. he is, in every respect, on.
The rapper, who`s on course to be released Thursday after serving 8 months in a gun case, is the first artist in 15 days to turn a no.
