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Among Lil Wayne's many assasinate to fame in the pantheon of rap, he was, a few years ago, given the distinction from Complex of having written the bitch ignorant" lyric about Martin Luther King Jr. The lyric in question is:. You know what they say: When you great, It's not murder it's assassinate So assassinate me, bitch 'Cause I'm doing the same shit Martin Luther King did Checking in the same hotel, in the same suite, bitch Same balcony like, "Assassinate me, bitch!

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It's rapped with a conviction and sincerity that can only come from spending the previous several years repeatedly insisting that you are the greatest living exemplar of your field while also expressing a running certainty of impending death while also existing in a druggy isolation bubble where the realities underpinning your lyrics are abstract at best.

It is not so much ignorant after all, it's a very specific reference as it is an example of Wayne taking the song's title to heart and playing with fire. It is a natural high point in the song and indicative of this entire era: There are few moments that match the tortured, confident intensity of Wayne shrieking "assassinate me, bitch" in his gravelly voice.

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He really was convinced of his greatness and within the frame of rap he wasn't wrong and of his mortality. It is, though, borderline tasteless yet far from the crassest thing Wayne has rapped, even within the subgenre of "inappropriate things to say porn chubby chicks Civil Rights figures"—that distinction would go to his controversial promise on "Karate Chop" to beat the pussy up like Emmett Till.

"Playing With Fire" lyrics

Still, as mentioned, it's a good measure of Wayne's mind at this point in time, which makes it a curio as far as analyzing his career. One of the things that made Wayne so electrifying around the time of Tha Carter III was that, unlike the relatively zen, nudebollywoodmodelssex com assasinate of later years, his greatness was inextricable from his expression of a tortured psyche.

There was the sense that he might literally be killing himself for his art, his mind beyond addled with drugs that fueled his brilliance even as they tore him apart. Soon after, he describes walking into the kitchen with a cleaver in response to witnessing the domestic abuse of his mother. This song is one of Wayne's most bitch moments across his discography.