Gabriel Faure: Pavane - San Francisco Saxophone Quartet

Hi this is Steve Austin Reportin' live from San Diego, California I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow A-K-A The Mayhem Click And we're talkin' about rumors Now Lil' Rob we understand you have an album out entitle the Crazy Life Can you tell us what kind of rumors have you murder Sense the release of that album And some of the things you been through Well let me put it like this All this fools talkin' shit all the time I was 16 wit the bullet representin' the 6-1-9 But this fools couldn't take it, they didn't want me to make it And so they rather hate it because they just can't fade it Gang related, situated, now I'm back This putos talkin' smack but I kind of like that In a way, in one day, I might say that the ones who helped me do this Had it any other time and I knew this I'm still foolish fools are clueless To what I can do wit my ability thought of myself as a cholo not a real MC And so I did what I did, I'm so glad that I did it Because it put some chips in my pocket when I finished Using words like Homes, Simon, and Leba People try to put me down but end floatin' on the river See I told you twice before but I'll say it one more time You do your thing Homes but I'm gonna do mine Look at all this rumors Started by jealous people And basically that's what I think All this fuckin' fools can talk all the fuckin shit they want about me Cause I can give a fuck you know what I mean It proves that I'm above their level, You Know So Shadow we understand you havin' similar problem as those of Lil' Robs Is ther anythin' that you would like to say To them Player Haters and if so what would it be Man I gotta give it up to the punks tryin' to diss me Talkin' mad shit 'cause they miss me Reminisce me because they use to talk head about my rhymes And when they heard me in the radio they requested Till I die and I must admit That I love you yappin' lips Cause it makes me ride my rolas amd my music stacks my chips Mr. Shadow the crazy vato that fools want to battle When they end up undergravel when they act like who's in tattle Now Why would you want part of this truthfulness Don't get caught up in the mess Cause I hate them phony putos dippin' all up in my business ese Got hate straight for all the fools that player hate Cause ain't no punk chavala stoppin' me from makin' bake I don't need to take it to make it like claus I brake it unfaded I be remainin' like say it I'm servin' hate to those perpetrated it Yeah, that's pretty much how I feel Gotta tell them haters that ah You can only witness what you see not the things you hear Remember that Sense we're talkin' about rumors I heard that Lil' Rob and Shadow weren't always the best of friends So Shadow can you clear that up for us and tell us what's really goin' on Simon, we had some problems like a dose we had to squash it We're from the Mayhem Click (Why?) Cause everybody wants it The baddest mother fuckers now together no one is ever gonna Intimidate us, just imitate us player haters Don't bother analyzin' anythin' we do Cause the shit we kick is tight and you know that this is true Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob makin' heads bob and it don't stop Cause we're about to keep on flowin' 'til you see our caskets drop It's the one lil' cholo, back before I go Just thought that I let you know that you can never stop my flow So I suggest you put that shit to rest, quit talkin' all the mess You're talkin' about the best and you're just wastin' your breath As sit here, thinkin' neva thought it would be you The city that I represent talkin' all that shit Because all we do is kick it and mind our own business Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow scratchin' fools off the bitch list So now you know where we're comin' from And wit that it concludes the story for today I hope you mother fuckers learned your lesson And learn how to keep your fuckin' trap shut And quit spreadin' rumors that ain't true Cause that shit be gettin' mother fuckers in trouble And believe me, you don't want part of that You don't want none of this The Mayhem Click And we're out

Hi this is Steve Austin Reportin' live from San Diego, California I'm here wit two controversial rappers from the city Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow A-K-A The Mayhem Click And we're talkin' about rumors Now Lil' Rob we understand you have an album out entitle the Crazy Life Can you tell us what kind of rumors have you murder Sense the release of that album And some of the things you been through Well let me put it like this All this fools talkin' shit all the time I was 16 wit the bullet representin' the 6-1-9 But this fools couldn't take it, they didn't want me to make it And so they rather hate it because they just can't fade it Gang related, situated, now I'm back This putos talkin' smack but I kind of like that In a way, in one day, I might say that the ones who helped me do this Had it any other time and I knew this I'm still foolish fools are clueless To what I can do wit my ability thought of myself as a cholo not a real MC And so I did what I did, I'm so glad that I did it Because it put some chips in my pocket when I finished Using words like Homes, Simon, and Leba People try to put me down but end floatin' on the river See I told you twice before but I'll say it one more time You do your thing Homes but I'm gonna do mine Look at all this rumors Started by jealous people And basically that's what I think All this fuckin' fools can talk all the fuckin shit they want about me Cause I can give a fuck you know what I mean It proves that I'm above their level, You Know So Shadow we understand you havin' similar problem as those of Lil' Robs Is ther anythin' that you would like to say To them Player Haters and if so what would it be Man I gotta give it up to the punks tryin' to diss me Talkin' mad shit 'cause they miss me Reminisce me because they use to talk head about my rhymes And when they heard me in the radio they requested Till I die and I must admit That I love you yappin' lips Cause it makes me ride my rolas amd my music stacks my chips Mr. Shadow the crazy vato that fools want to battle When they end up undergravel when they act like who's in tattle Now Why would you want part of this truthfulness Don't get caught up in the mess Cause I hate them phony putos dippin' all up in my business ese Got hate straight for all the fools that player hate Cause ain't no punk chavala stoppin' me from makin' bake I don't need to take it to make it like claus I brake it unfaded I be remainin' like say it I'm servin' hate to those perpetrated it Yeah, that's pretty much how I feel Gotta tell them haters that ah You can only witness what you see not the things you hear Remember that Sense we're talkin' about rumors I heard that Lil' Rob and Shadow weren't always the best of friends So Shadow can you clear that up for us and tell us what's really goin' on Simon, we had some problems like a dose we had to squash it We're from the Mayhem Click (Why?) Cause everybody wants it The baddest mother fuckers now together no one is ever gonna Intimidate us, just imitate us player haters Don't bother analyzin' anythin' we do Cause the shit we kick is tight and you know that this is true Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob makin' heads bob and it don't stop Cause we're about to keep on flowin' 'til you see our caskets drop It's the one lil' cholo, back before I go Just thought that I let you know that you can never stop my flow So I suggest you put that shit to rest, quit talkin' all the mess You're talkin' about the best and you're just wastin' your breath As sit here, thinkin' neva thought it would be you The city that I represent talkin' all that shit Because all we do is kick it and mind our own business Lil' Rob and Mr. Shadow scratchin' fools off the bitch list So now you know where we're comin' from And wit that it concludes the story for today I hope you mother fuckers learned your lesson And learn how to keep your fuckin' trap shut And quit spreadin' rumors that ain't true Cause that shit be gettin' mother fuckers in trouble And believe me, you don't want part of that You don't want none of this The Mayhem Click And we're out