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    So "Little Wayne," whats your motivation?

    [Lil' Wayne:]
    Is that really a question
    Do you really have that written down in your notepad
    You should be ashamed of yourself
    You smell me girl
    I smell like money
    See, thats what they don't understand (Tell 'em a god damn thang)
    To me it was always get money or die
    I come up under Birdman the Number One Stunner
    You know what I mean I'm stunner junior thats all I know thats all I ever knew
    Get money or get nothing you know what I'm saying
    And I feel that way

    [Verse 1:]
    So hard I go I keep pushing
    The game so crazy I'm in it like deep pussy
    I got chip from trying to get the whole cookie
    Used to make a thousand dollars everytime I played hookie
    Dwayne Carter absent keep looking
    I'm present on the block
    I'm a legend on the block
    Ice so bright like heaven on the watch
    Yea nigga I done dropped one eleven on the watch
    So watch and see what I do
    Breeze by you so fast got you sneezing hachoo
    They got the shivers 'mayne I got the fever
    I got to bring the hood back after Katrina
    Weezy F. Baby now the F is for FEMA
    Sick nigga bitch I spit that Leukemia
    Yea no cure no help
    So me so good so hard so felt
    Feel me

    [Lil' Wayne:]
    And thats just my point right there
    Thats what I'm always trying to stress know what I'm saying
    If you don't understand me if you don't feel me then you ain't real
    In my eyes, and thats all that count to me you know

    So, is your music considered the voice of urban America or America period

    [Lil' Wayne:]
    I mean, I would say the voice of the hood 'cause thats who I speak for
    And myself, you know what I mean, my family thats who I represent
    My hommies, my girl, my life you know

    [Verse 2:]
    C'mon, bang this shit nigga pump my shit
    You gotta bang that wimp and go and dump that bitch
    You gotta claim that strip and go and flood that bitch
    You gotta aim that shit and straight bust that shit
    Like motherfuck them niggas what they wan-do I'm ready
    Tevin Campbell, no homo, black rambo
    Fucking with the boy baby thats a cambo
    If he won in vegas leave him on the crap table
    I'm willing and I'm able to come run up in your stable
    Like nobody make a sound where the paper where the paper
    Gotta get it gotta have it
    Once I got it I'mma spend it
    Then its back to doing any damn thing just to get it
    The re-ups be like birthday parties
    No room to park the cars in the garages
    So outside the cribs all you see is arayis
    If I ain't say it right fuck it I ain't foreign
    Feel me

    [Lil' Wayne:]
    And see thats where everybody get me wrong at you know what I mean
    I got that heat rock, foreal

    Why do you think other rappers lack the impact of your music

    [Lil' Wayne:]
    Thats because they ain't got that heat rock like me you know what I mean
    They ain't spitting like me
    They spitting, but, know what I mean, they ain't got colds
    I got the flu over here man, foreal
    I need relief, y'all help me
    I know y'all sick of me, 'cause I'm tired of y'all foreal

    [Verse 3:]
    And based on the bank, I'm doing much better than alot of these niggas
    I'm tired of these niggas
    Yawning when I see them make me stretch and pull the burner
    I'm cocking back and passing
    They catch 'em in they sternum
    Ooh ooh that gone probably burn ya
    That gone probably learn ya
    To never ever ever - ever ever ever come around here no more
    Rich gangsters over here you gotta die with the broke bitch
    I'm the God I should ride with the Pope
    But the boy so hood I just ride with my hoe yeah
    Yeah, and tell 'em bout Hollygrove
    Tell 'em bout my last show
    Tell 'em bout my last hoe
    You know, just born to mack
    Call me Dione Sanders bring the corner back, yeah
    I'm in my prime niggas falling back
    Thats right I'm comming baby yeah hard as crack
    Feel Me

    [Lil' Wayne:]
    And thats just what it is nigga
    If you don't like my shit then fuck you and your shit man straight up
    Thats how I was tought thats how I was brought up
    and thats how I'mma go down
    Cash-Money Young-Money in your motherfucking throat bitch
    Swallow slow
    Weezy F. Baby this interview is over, go to the next song

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