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"hey hey hey ok ok ok" - OJ da Juiceman lol
the illest open line in a rap?
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SneakaMAN FTW!!!
Arguably one of the GREATEST Verses of All time, and one of my PERSONAL favorites!!!
I was def considering postin it, and you beat me to it...
Import, that ROYCE "BOOM" first verse is sooooo SERIOUS (eff it, the entire song).... One of my favorite 2000-era PRIMO Beats...
I'm surprised to see so many GOOD hip hop fans in here, and kind of glad that nobody's posted some ignant/corny/bamma lyrics from some corny"current" rapper (^Ju you get a pass, since you just kiddin... At least I assume you are). This thread is bringin back memories... My older cousinMAKIN me breakdance on cardboard in front of our apt bldg in langley park, Listenin to WAVA 105.1 and PGC, watching "the BOX", memorizin ol bammaFATHER MC's "I'll do 4 U" (cuz i loved that sample), my moms coppin me my first J's (Grape V's 1990), hunting crayfish in the creekdown the street, givin my OG black infrared VI's (i'd outgrown em) to my man Josue and this bamma pops the airbubble on the first wear.... WOW, thosewere the days....
If This thread dont get any WDYWT thread-exclusive NT'ers to POST, I dont know WHAT will, LMAO....
Arguably one of the GREATEST Verses of All time, and one of my PERSONAL favorites!!!
I was def considering postin it, and you beat me to it...
Import, that ROYCE "BOOM" first verse is sooooo SERIOUS (eff it, the entire song).... One of my favorite 2000-era PRIMO Beats...
I'm surprised to see so many GOOD hip hop fans in here, and kind of glad that nobody's posted some ignant/corny/bamma lyrics from some corny"current" rapper (^Ju you get a pass, since you just kiddin... At least I assume you are). This thread is bringin back memories... My older cousinMAKIN me breakdance on cardboard in front of our apt bldg in langley park, Listenin to WAVA 105.1 and PGC, watching "the BOX", memorizin ol bammaFATHER MC's "I'll do 4 U" (cuz i loved that sample), my moms coppin me my first J's (Grape V's 1990), hunting crayfish in the creekdown the street, givin my OG black infrared VI's (i'd outgrown em) to my man Josue and this bamma pops the airbubble on the first wear.... WOW, thosewere the days....
If This thread dont get any WDYWT thread-exclusive NT'ers to POST, I dont know WHAT will, LMAO....
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If you from where I'm from, you know why I'm showin' out - Pusha, "Champion"
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Mos Def- Oh No
The thing about this verse is how hard he went without going hard. It's not a lot of yelling and chest puffin'. Dude just went off in a casual,laidback voice. *Think Bumpy Johnson when he sonned he cousin.*
Say my name, say my name
Observe how I stake my claim, I independently lay it down
and played my game, my own two raise my flame
Cause d--k ridin ain't my thang
Rest of the verse
I earned what they said I wouldn't
I got it the way they said I couldn't
But now I'm gettin it and they whole grill is crooked
Mad cause I'm gettin caked out from my bookings
When y'all was askin permission I just stepped up and took it
What!? The kid's better buy my rookie card now
Cause after this year the price ain't comin down
And if you got a joint bubblin then get money now
Cause in a minute, there's gonna be some real trouble comin out
Just a warnin, as usual some cats wont heed it
The hard headed always gotta feel it to believe it
It's a shame the jealous gaze is too short to see it
But when they face hit the cement, they nod in agreement
We could play nice and decent, or dirty like the 7-1 Precinct
Call it a day or make it a long evenin
You keep on schemin, man give me some more reason
to have the women in your mama's church screamin "Lord Jesus!"
Harder than y'all cause I'm smarter than y'all
I know that deep down it's got to be bothering y'all
Pay attention, watch fly gon' get larger than y'all
Put your pride on the rocks, make you swallow it all
The mathematic problem for y'all, it just get harder to solve
Every day that the saga evolve
The do or die stay rumblin and bumblin hard
And when we move, we ain't got no discussion at all
East coast on your neck and you ain't shruggin it off
Try to bullyfoot and end up stumblin off
I'm Daddy Brooklyn, y'all n----z are the sons of New York
Gettin spanked when there's too much trouble to talk
Respect mine
The thing about this verse is how hard he went without going hard. It's not a lot of yelling and chest puffin'. Dude just went off in a casual,laidback voice. *Think Bumpy Johnson when he sonned he cousin.*
Say my name, say my name
Observe how I stake my claim, I independently lay it down
and played my game, my own two raise my flame
Cause d--k ridin ain't my thang
Rest of the verse
I earned what they said I wouldn't
I got it the way they said I couldn't
But now I'm gettin it and they whole grill is crooked
Mad cause I'm gettin caked out from my bookings
When y'all was askin permission I just stepped up and took it
What!? The kid's better buy my rookie card now
Cause after this year the price ain't comin down
And if you got a joint bubblin then get money now
Cause in a minute, there's gonna be some real trouble comin out
Just a warnin, as usual some cats wont heed it
The hard headed always gotta feel it to believe it
It's a shame the jealous gaze is too short to see it
But when they face hit the cement, they nod in agreement
We could play nice and decent, or dirty like the 7-1 Precinct
Call it a day or make it a long evenin
You keep on schemin, man give me some more reason
to have the women in your mama's church screamin "Lord Jesus!"
Harder than y'all cause I'm smarter than y'all
I know that deep down it's got to be bothering y'all
Pay attention, watch fly gon' get larger than y'all
Put your pride on the rocks, make you swallow it all
The mathematic problem for y'all, it just get harder to solve
Every day that the saga evolve
The do or die stay rumblin and bumblin hard
And when we move, we ain't got no discussion at all
East coast on your neck and you ain't shruggin it off
Try to bullyfoot and end up stumblin off
I'm Daddy Brooklyn, y'all n----z are the sons of New York
Gettin spanked when there's too much trouble to talk
Respect mine
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Big Pun- Super Lyrical
Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual fact
Tactical tracks match perfectly with graphical stats
Half a you lack the magical dap of tragical rap
That tackles you back and shackles and laughs at you
That's...the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the strong
Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual fact
Tactical tracks match perfectly with graphical stats
Half a you lack the magical dap of tragical rap
That tackles you back and shackles and laughs at you
That's...the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the strong
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Not necessarily ill, but one of my favs:
Redman Time 4 Sum Aksion
(LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!)
In this corner we have the funk bodysnatcher
P Funkadelic and I gotcha hard enough
That I can chew a whole bag of rocks
Chew an Avenue, chew an off street and off block
Then turn around and do the same damn thing to a soloist
Cause Reggie Noble's pissed
Redman Time 4 Sum Aksion
(LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!)
In this corner we have the funk bodysnatcher
P Funkadelic and I gotcha hard enough
That I can chew a whole bag of rocks
Chew an Avenue, chew an off street and off block
Then turn around and do the same damn thing to a soloist
Cause Reggie Noble's pissed
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You are on a mission to get these dudes to post outside the WDYWT
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Nas
The World is Yours
I sip the Dom P, watchin Gandhi til I'm charged
Then writin in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbin, mechanical movement
Understandable smooth %#*! that murderers move wit
The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right
The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation, react like I'm facin time like
'Pappy' Mason with pens I'm embracin
Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets
Suede Timb's on my feets, makes my cypher, complete
Whether crusin in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep
I can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleep
I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Nas is Like...
Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born
Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end
As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain
My plateau, and also, what defines my name
First it was Nasty, but times have changed
Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain
I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame
Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine
The World is Yours
I sip the Dom P, watchin Gandhi til I'm charged
Then writin in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbin, mechanical movement
Understandable smooth %#*! that murderers move wit
The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right
The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation, react like I'm facin time like
'Pappy' Mason with pens I'm embracin
Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets
Suede Timb's on my feets, makes my cypher, complete
Whether crusin in a Sikh's cab, or Montero Jeep
I can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleep
I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Nas is Like...
Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born
Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end
As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain
My plateau, and also, what defines my name
First it was Nasty, but times have changed
Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain
I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame
Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine
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This post keeps getting better. Just listened to Royce-BOOM last night and adding Nas aint fair, we could go on forever with quotes from that dude.
[Beanie Siegal] from the ROOTS -Addreline
They used to talk s***, but I'ma quiet them
Kick in the door wit my boys stick to riotin
First n that flinch, I'ma fire em
Tape em up, grip his hands, and plyer em
Know the bricks is in here, where you hidin em?
Don't die in the s*** that you lyin in
Used to get fronted bricks, now I'm buyin em
Used to cop off my man, now I'm supplyin him
Paid the front row seat watchin Iverson
First class air crafts what I'm flyin in
To L.A., Shaq, Eddie, Kobe Bryant and them
Save the jokes for Chris Tucker, Richard Pryor and them
Used to shotgun in cars, now I'm drivin em
Used to hustle 'round bars, y'all was robbin them
Ran up in y'all spot wit Rob and them
Grew up, two-four, wit Pie and em
But do my dirt, 21st, wit Kyle and them
N*** Pop, n*** Buzz, little Mark and them
Brother news, n*** schooled Marley Park and them
N*** jump, pull a pump, low sparkin em
I know s*** right now gettin dark to them
Tore they body all up, ain't no chalkin em
Too sharp for them, move out in the dark on em
These Illadel foul streets what I'm stompin in once again
[Beanie Siegal] from the ROOTS -Addreline
They used to talk s***, but I'ma quiet them
Kick in the door wit my boys stick to riotin
First n that flinch, I'ma fire em
Tape em up, grip his hands, and plyer em
Know the bricks is in here, where you hidin em?
Don't die in the s*** that you lyin in
Used to get fronted bricks, now I'm buyin em
Used to cop off my man, now I'm supplyin him
Paid the front row seat watchin Iverson
First class air crafts what I'm flyin in
To L.A., Shaq, Eddie, Kobe Bryant and them
Save the jokes for Chris Tucker, Richard Pryor and them
Used to shotgun in cars, now I'm drivin em
Used to hustle 'round bars, y'all was robbin them
Ran up in y'all spot wit Rob and them
Grew up, two-four, wit Pie and em
But do my dirt, 21st, wit Kyle and them
N*** Pop, n*** Buzz, little Mark and them
Brother news, n*** schooled Marley Park and them
N*** jump, pull a pump, low sparkin em
I know s*** right now gettin dark to them
Tore they body all up, ain't no chalkin em
Too sharp for them, move out in the dark on em
These Illadel foul streets what I'm stompin in once again
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1 of my favorite joints EVER
One for the money
Two for p*ssy and foreign cars
Three for Alize n*ggas deceased or behind bars
I rap divine Gods check the prognosis, is it real or showbiz?
My window faces shootouts, drug overdoses
Live amongst no roses, only the drama, for real
A nickel-plate is my fate, my medicine is the ganja
Here's my basis, my razor embraces, many faces
Your telephone blowing, black stitches or fat shoelaces
nas "memory lane"
One for the money
Two for p*ssy and foreign cars
Three for Alize n*ggas deceased or behind bars
I rap divine Gods check the prognosis, is it real or showbiz?
My window faces shootouts, drug overdoses
Live amongst no roses, only the drama, for real
A nickel-plate is my fate, my medicine is the ganja
Here's my basis, my razor embraces, many faces
Your telephone blowing, black stitches or fat shoelaces
nas "memory lane"
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check it
1 for Charlie Hustle, 2 for Steady Rock
3 for the 4th comin live, future shock
It's 5 dimensions, 6 senses
7 firmaments of heaven to hell, 8 Million Stories to tell
9 planets faithfully keep in orbit
with the probable 10th, the universe expands length
The body of my text posess extra strength
Power-lift the powerless up, out of this
mos def "mathematics"
1 for Charlie Hustle, 2 for Steady Rock
3 for the 4th comin live, future shock
It's 5 dimensions, 6 senses
7 firmaments of heaven to hell, 8 Million Stories to tell
9 planets faithfully keep in orbit
with the probable 10th, the universe expands length
The body of my text posess extra strength
Power-lift the powerless up, out of this
mos def "mathematics"
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It's been 5 long years since we started this
Group that was targeted
That people so annoyed with fast
And them wannabe n*ggas and they gorgeous past
Asking if I changed, f*ck man of course I have
Cause I got more records to sell
More dollars to clock, I hate it but that's how it's gotta be
Got more stories to tell, more people to watch
And 10x's more people watching me
So f*ck the masquerade, just let me have a say
I still be spittin' regardless of the accolades
Ya'll can take back the mics in The Source
Take back the props from Pete Rock Quest and them boys
Take back the night we did "Speed" at 4 in the mornin'
Even take back the day I met 9th in the dorm
Ya'll can re-write the history to settle the score
And I still be writing wizardry like never before
Cause I broke down this year almost lost my clarity
Felt wicked times needed god to carry me
Like, when I found success and lost me family
In the process I will not let you bastards handle me
Looking for some guidence, so I figured
I pray to god, and he said Tigga
low I ain't let you run it back this far
Just so you can go and fumble under one n*gga
phonte (little brother)[/b] "nobody like me"
Group that was targeted
That people so annoyed with fast
And them wannabe n*ggas and they gorgeous past
Asking if I changed, f*ck man of course I have
Cause I got more records to sell
More dollars to clock, I hate it but that's how it's gotta be
Got more stories to tell, more people to watch
And 10x's more people watching me
So f*ck the masquerade, just let me have a say
I still be spittin' regardless of the accolades
Ya'll can take back the mics in The Source
Take back the props from Pete Rock Quest and them boys
Take back the night we did "Speed" at 4 in the mornin'
Even take back the day I met 9th in the dorm
Ya'll can re-write the history to settle the score
And I still be writing wizardry like never before
Cause I broke down this year almost lost my clarity
Felt wicked times needed god to carry me
Like, when I found success and lost me family
In the process I will not let you bastards handle me
Looking for some guidence, so I figured
I pray to god, and he said Tigga
low I ain't let you run it back this far
Just so you can go and fumble under one n*gga
phonte (little brother)[/b] "nobody like me"
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Dro...I'm clean in this #%$@!
Now I'm finna shoulder lean in this #%$@!
!%!#* buck..carbon 15 in this #%$@!
This Grand Hustle team of kings is gettin' rich
I lean and get lit, lima bean 6
I take breath, the opposite of Primatine Mist
I ride 26 and let my 9 screen "flip"
Dro be watchin' Oprah, Mac, 9 up in a clip
Triple black Phantom !%!#* nah it ain't Tip
With Lucky charm diamonds and man but nah it ain't Flip
K bounce..ok then I let my shoulder lean
And I bet my car talk, and I bet my motor clean
Suicide doors, Brown Rover look like pok n bean
Erybody know me in the club cuz they smokin' me..Dro
###* scopin' me, ice come from Bo Bareeton
Hundred carats have 'em froze for an eon
Red, black, and white Chevy now I'm ridin' Deion
Put them lights off in my rims, now I'm ridin' neon
Our cars look like cra-yon, ###* know I'm the man though
I can shoulder lean... ionno how to dance thooooo
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
First I let my wheels spin, then I let my screen fall
Then I let my trunk beat at Greenbriar Mall, tall
And then I pimp a %@@, take a #%$@! to Berlin
#%$@! break *@#%%%, after that we ++#$ they girlfriend
My girl got a girlfriend, Chevy blue like whirlwind
!%!#* it's a drought on that boy, so I got that girl in
Pearl Bent', cockin' hammer, Arm & Hammer propaganda
#!***+! think I'm pimpin' and leanin' in salamander sandels
Dirty South hot cuz Atlanta.. show *@#%%% with ammo
We ride Phantom, holla shawty for grammar
Yep, now I be on TV, BET, out the channel
Hood !%!#* from Bankhead, I stay by Grandma Nana
I lay by my banana, dumpin' and punkin' monkeys
Don't nobody live with my mom but a bunch of junkies
Throw me the donkey, #%$@! I ride glaze on the haze
Gator green Chevy, gator gut, alligator J's
DRO!!!
Shoulder Lean
The visuals when I listen to this song
Now I'm finna shoulder lean in this #%$@!
!%!#* buck..carbon 15 in this #%$@!
This Grand Hustle team of kings is gettin' rich
I lean and get lit, lima bean 6
I take breath, the opposite of Primatine Mist
I ride 26 and let my 9 screen "flip"
Dro be watchin' Oprah, Mac, 9 up in a clip
Triple black Phantom !%!#* nah it ain't Tip
With Lucky charm diamonds and man but nah it ain't Flip
K bounce..ok then I let my shoulder lean
And I bet my car talk, and I bet my motor clean
Suicide doors, Brown Rover look like pok n bean
Erybody know me in the club cuz they smokin' me..Dro
###* scopin' me, ice come from Bo Bareeton
Hundred carats have 'em froze for an eon
Red, black, and white Chevy now I'm ridin' Deion
Put them lights off in my rims, now I'm ridin' neon
Our cars look like cra-yon, ###* know I'm the man though
I can shoulder lean... ionno how to dance thooooo
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
First I let my wheels spin, then I let my screen fall
Then I let my trunk beat at Greenbriar Mall, tall
And then I pimp a %@@, take a #%$@! to Berlin
#%$@! break *@#%%%, after that we ++#$ they girlfriend
My girl got a girlfriend, Chevy blue like whirlwind
!%!#* it's a drought on that boy, so I got that girl in
Pearl Bent', cockin' hammer, Arm & Hammer propaganda
#!***+! think I'm pimpin' and leanin' in salamander sandels
Dirty South hot cuz Atlanta.. show *@#%%% with ammo
We ride Phantom, holla shawty for grammar
Yep, now I be on TV, BET, out the channel
Hood !%!#* from Bankhead, I stay by Grandma Nana
I lay by my banana, dumpin' and punkin' monkeys
Don't nobody live with my mom but a bunch of junkies
Throw me the donkey, #%$@! I ride glaze on the haze
Gator green Chevy, gator gut, alligator J's
DRO!!!
Shoulder Lean
The visuals when I listen to this song
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^Are you serious?
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These lines don't open the song, but in terms of opening a verse in general; this joint goes hard.
Canibus on 4,3,2,1
I'm the illest n---a alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics
Beatin !%$%$@ to death and beatin dead n----z to life
Canibus on 4,3,2,1
I'm the illest n---a alive, watch me prove it
I snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to it
Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics
Beatin !%$%$@ to death and beatin dead n----z to life
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yall takin it old school like aint nothin recent just drop...i mean REALLY recent.lol
The game is lookin' weak, the whole scene starved/
So I came through with some muscle milk and protein bars/
Barbells and jump ropes, Bowflexes to body it/
And a couple Billy Blanks Tae-Bo Karate kits/
If you aint Million Dollar Dreamin', then we opposites/
In high school, I was voted the Most Ted DiBiase'st/
Also the most slept on, 'cuz my Ted DiBiaseness/
An Inglorious Bastard, and you lookin' like a Nazi b*tch../
They say it's hard out here for ol' boy, then tell me where Taraji is/
I am going so raw, watch me Soy Sauce, Wasabi this/
Noble on them Protools, hot as H-E- double hockey sticks/
Make sure you give the chef your compliments/
And thank him for his constantly great tasting accomplishments/
And smiley face emoticons if you wanna remain anonymous/
My retirements on hold, like I got the whole world on conference/
Matchstick Man, I really have the confidence that I'ma give them Good Music like Common Sense and Consequence/
Content that's relative across the continent/
New York, Houston, Chi-Town, Los Angeles/
Enemy!!
LUPE FIASCO "THE ONE FREESTYLE"
call me a youngblood but i'm carrying this one verse song till retirement.lol
The game is lookin' weak, the whole scene starved/
So I came through with some muscle milk and protein bars/
Barbells and jump ropes, Bowflexes to body it/
And a couple Billy Blanks Tae-Bo Karate kits/
If you aint Million Dollar Dreamin', then we opposites/
In high school, I was voted the Most Ted DiBiase'st/
Also the most slept on, 'cuz my Ted DiBiaseness/
An Inglorious Bastard, and you lookin' like a Nazi b*tch../
They say it's hard out here for ol' boy, then tell me where Taraji is/
I am going so raw, watch me Soy Sauce, Wasabi this/
Noble on them Protools, hot as H-E- double hockey sticks/
Make sure you give the chef your compliments/
And thank him for his constantly great tasting accomplishments/
And smiley face emoticons if you wanna remain anonymous/
My retirements on hold, like I got the whole world on conference/
Matchstick Man, I really have the confidence that I'ma give them Good Music like Common Sense and Consequence/
Content that's relative across the continent/
New York, Houston, Chi-Town, Los Angeles/
Enemy!!
LUPE FIASCO "THE ONE FREESTYLE"
call me a youngblood but i'm carrying this one verse song till retirement.lol
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^
Ain't nothing wrong with giving credit to the influences ("old school"), even of that rhyme you just posted.
Even if the ignorant !$* emcee himself thinks he "created" his own style....................................................
Ain't nothing wrong with giving credit to the influences ("old school"), even of that rhyme you just posted.
Even if the ignorant !$* emcee himself thinks he "created" his own style....................................................
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my dude pun...
Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual fact
Tactical tracks match perfectly with graphical stats
Half of you lack the magical dap of tragical rap
That tackles you back and shackles and laughs at you
That's...the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the strong
The marriage, a bond of havoc and song
This massacre's on as if Picasso laced you
There's lotsa hateful skeletons locked
in the closet of my castle of Grayskull
I'm possum at grade school, that's why I have to debate you
My raps are like Capel, slashin' your face, you
That's how a master degrades you
I'm battlin' Jesus (hay-soos) if he passes through my label
I'm snatchin' his halo
God I pray that you send my father back as an angel
Language is fatal and it's hypnotizin'
I'm only emphasizin', I'm still all about business and enterprisin'
I'm super lyrical, a brain boosts the chemicals
That's used contenicals inside of my mental projectable
BIG PUN x BLACK THOUGHT - SUPER LYRICAL
extra smooth delivery...
All alone in this wilderness
Who can figure life as ill as this?
My vision's blurred from guerilla's mist
Gun sprays, trey's left a portion of my crew in graves
!!%*#% that would screw in ways unknown to these dudes today
Intelligence, kept us all away from state evidence
cause it's evident, this world is controlled on dead presidents
Never hesitant, I'm soulless, filled with coldness
Born to uphold this til I'm left dead from oldness
AZ x NAS - BORN ALONE DIE ALONE
Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual fact
Tactical tracks match perfectly with graphical stats
Half of you lack the magical dap of tragical rap
That tackles you back and shackles and laughs at you
That's...the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the strong
The marriage, a bond of havoc and song
This massacre's on as if Picasso laced you
There's lotsa hateful skeletons locked
in the closet of my castle of Grayskull
I'm possum at grade school, that's why I have to debate you
My raps are like Capel, slashin' your face, you
That's how a master degrades you
I'm battlin' Jesus (hay-soos) if he passes through my label
I'm snatchin' his halo
God I pray that you send my father back as an angel
Language is fatal and it's hypnotizin'
I'm only emphasizin', I'm still all about business and enterprisin'
I'm super lyrical, a brain boosts the chemicals
That's used contenicals inside of my mental projectable
BIG PUN x BLACK THOUGHT - SUPER LYRICAL
extra smooth delivery...
All alone in this wilderness
Who can figure life as ill as this?
My vision's blurred from guerilla's mist
Gun sprays, trey's left a portion of my crew in graves
!!%*#% that would screw in ways unknown to these dudes today
Intelligence, kept us all away from state evidence
cause it's evident, this world is controlled on dead presidents
Never hesitant, I'm soulless, filled with coldness
Born to uphold this til I'm left dead from oldness
AZ x NAS - BORN ALONE DIE ALONE
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wddup fresco, hugee #fail for anyone who busts the air bubble on infared 6's the first day they rock em
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Whats wrong with Dro?
How bout this then....
UGK - Murder
I'm still Pimp C !+$$% so what the %!%* is up?
I'm puttin' powder on the streets cuz I got
Big +%*%*@' nut's comin' back from Louisiana
In a Fleetwood Lana
I deserve them **!%%'s !%+% to put they pea's on they banner
Got the pound four by four cuz you know I just
Pay to **!%% bought thirty from me
So I fronted forty two, he gonna pop to seven hundred
Times sixty two, twenty four eight is what I do
So %!%* what 'cha do
If I told ya cocaine number's you think I was lyin'
Young **!%%'s twenty two talkin' bout they retirin'
In the game ain't a thang comin' far then we been
Rick's home two apartment's where enter
Tight friends mo bounce to the ounce
Cuz the Wood the !%+%, I done got me
Fifty ounces out of birds ya !+$$%
Tightin' up no slack %*!+#!@ checkin' my stock
Got some Burban City **!%%'s so I'm a go to my garage
Just got back from California kicked it with B-Legit
Put me down with purple chronic and that hurricane !%+%
At the studio with Tom, I wish I could stay
I got to holla at Master P, cuz we got money to make
We with playa'z from the South stack gee'z man
Like Ball I got to stack big cheeze man
!+$$% say he wanna show ya
You got nine grand I ain't rappin' !%+%
Till my money in my hand
South Texas muther****a that's where I stay
Gettin' money from yo %*!+#!@ every
Got damn day
Big paper I'm foldin'
$%%# is on my muther****in' jock
For all this $@%% I be holdin'
I hate grown man show it
Especially if a fool take our style and
Act like my **!%%'s don't know it
I kick it with the trill **!%%'s so you best's
Not trip if ya keep on talkin' !%+%
My **!%% empty the clip
%%% %!$ **!%%
RIP PimpC
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^ Bun's verse>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Pimp's
I think the Triumph jawn was the best verse posted in here.
I think the Triumph jawn was the best verse posted in here.
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A drug dealer's dream
Stash CREAM keys on a triple beam
Five hundred SL green, ninety-five nickle gleam
Condominium, thug dressed like a gentleman
Tailor made ostrich, Chanel for my women friend
Murderin, numbers on your head while I'm burglarin
Shank is servin em, whassup to all my Ns swervin in
New York metropolis, the Bridge brings apocalypse
Shoot at the clouds feels like, the holy beast is watchin us
Mad man my sanity is goin like an hourglass
Gun inside my bad hand I sliced tryin to bag grams
I got *%!! that used to milk you
Ns who could've killed you
Is down with my ill crew of psychoes
Nas Escobar movin on your weak production
Pumpin corruption in the third world we just bustin
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^^^^Originally Posted by Gmills23
I think my favorite Nasir verses are on features
A drug dealer's dream
Stash CREAM keys on a triple beam
Five hundred SL green, ninety-five nickle gleam
Condominium, thug dressed like a gentleman
Tailor made ostrich, Chanel for my women friend
Murderin, numbers on your head while I'm burglarin
Shank is servin em, whassup to all my Ns swervin in
New York metropolis, the Bridge brings apocalypse
Shoot at the clouds feels like, the holy beast is watchin us
Mad man my sanity is goin like an hourglass
Gun inside my bad hand I sliced tryin to bag grams
I got *%!! that used to milk you
Ns who could've killed you
Is down with my ill crew of psychoes
Nas Escobar movin on your weak production
Pumpin corruption in the third world we just bustin
i was about to post this also
when he kicked the 2nd verse on the same beat on a clue tape...so serious
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lol just now realizing scott posted the super lyrical joint also
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^^^^Originally Posted by SoleFood06
Gmills23 wrote:
I think my favorite Nasir verses are on features
A drug dealer's dream
Stash CREAM keys on a triple beam
Five hundred SL green, ninety-five nickle gleam
Condominium, thug dressed like a gentleman
Tailor made ostrich, Chanel for my women friend
Murderin, numbers on your head while I'm burglarin
Shank is servin em, whassup to all my Ns swervin in
New York metropolis, the Bridge brings apocalypse
Shoot at the clouds feels like, the holy beast is watchin us
Mad man my sanity is goin like an hourglass
Gun inside my bad hand I sliced tryin to bag grams
I got *%!! that used to milk you
Ns who could've killed you
Is down with my ill crew of psychoes
Nas Escobar movin on your weak production
Pumpin corruption in the third world we just bustin
i was about to post this also
when he kicked the 2nd verse on the same beat on a clue tape...so serious
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