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a lotta Gamez shit iz hott
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yo.......... is Marshal Mathers the one where he sed "Cause if I ever stuck it to any singer in showbiz, it be Jennifer Lopez, and Puffy you know dis...... Sorry Puff, but I don't give a fuck if this chick was my own mother, Id still fuck her with no rubber and cum inside her, and have a son and a new brother at the same time, and just say that it ain't mine, what's my name?" hahahah cuz i always thought that those lines were hillarious especially wen he says "and juss say that it aint mine", cuz i can picture so many people on like jerry springer and the maury show doin that shit..... lmao....... but i juss realized those lines are from "Im Back" but still fuckin funny...... |
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Everyone has said Pac already so...
Rakim Yeah, it's the god Rakim Word up, I'm blazin this out to all my comrades Yanamean? From the slums of New York, to the gutters all over the world This is for y'all.... Through my travels I try to take righteous steps Because right or left could mean life or death No matter how trife it get, my sights is set But it's twice the threat when the ?nights is death? My mental windows refuse to close, they get exposed To the neighborhood info where the poison wind blows A deadly plague spreadin negativity, viciously Unto every city be in ghetto misery Don't let it get to me, the writer be left to die But it get mesmerize if it catch your eye Shines enormous, from pure revered Kool's and garments But it's torment, jealousy drug wars or warring Tallying, slowly turnin into barbarians More scary when the whole boulevard's carryin Livin in the world of sin, my ghetto girls and men Waiting for the world to end [Chorus] 2x "Tryin to paint a perfect picture and excel" "In case you didn't know" "Never movin backwards" [Rakim] "Complicated" [Rakim] "Know what I mean?" [Rakim] I see destruc-tion, even little kids trust none They bust guns, that's what they get a rush from When I see em, we build and have a real discussion "Yo Ra, what's the jewel of the day?" "What up, son" "You got ambition?" Shorty said, "Man listen I got demands for livin, can't stand division Make grands on my mission, till everything glisten Women in the Expedition, no plans for prison In a vision the city get, 2 milleni G Sittin in my MSC sippin Hennesy Gettin high, and watch life pass me by" So I asked him why, wit a fast reply He said "I'm livin just to die without any feelings So I wait here for my Maker till it's time to go Wit this dime I know Wit all of her girls and all of my mens Waitin for the world to end" Chorus 2x Shorty was taught to keep his head to the sky, and never cry But the streets left him to die, now it's death in his eye Livin a sin of hitmen, a sinister grin From be-ginning to end, in it to win Evil rebels, doin what we doin in the ghetto Thinkin if we was thorough we can deceive the devil You can't win, your life be end, try again Shorty said, "Why we born again to die again?" That's what I said when I realized I had a gift To uplift and be one of Allah's advocates Teach the youth and speak the truth Show em what peace can do when ?ill? reach for you And my reward won't be jewels or cheese, it's even better I can be one of the greatest MC's ever If I tell em they intelligent women and great men And live, stop waitin for the world to end Chorus 2x "I'm ragin, rippin up the stage an' Don't it sound amazin, know what I mean?" [Rakim] "Don't it sound amazin, know what I mean?" "Rakim"
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I just been listening to Eminem laods more, and his lyrics are just amazing, I would say he is well underrated as a Hip Hop artist
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common-i used to love h.e.r
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Yo ppl dun said Pac and Rakim so number 3 has to be Common ( Common Sense) and his track-I used To Love H.E.R
Verse One: I met this girl, when I was ten years old And what I loved most she had so much soul She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me ont he regular, not a church girl she was secular Not about the money, no studs was mic checkin her But I respected her, she hit me in the heart A few New York niggaz, had did her in the park But she was there for me, and I was there for her Pull out a chair for her, turn on the air for her and just cool out, cool out and listen to her Sittin on a bone, wishin that I could do her Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be because we related, physically and mentally And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when she'd come around Slim was fresh yo, when she was underground Original, pure untampered and down sister Boy I tell ya, I miss her Verse Two: Now periodically I would see ol girl at the clubs, and at the house parties She didn't have a body but she started gettin thick quick DId a couple of videos and became afrocentric Out goes the weave, in goes the braids beads medallions She was on that tip about, stoppin the violence About my people she was teachin me By not preachin to me but speakin to me in a method that was leisurely, so easily I approached She dug my rap, that's how we got close But then she broke to the West coast, and that was cool Cause around the same time, I went away to school And I'm a man of expandin, so why should I stand in her way She probably get her money in L.A. And she did stud, she got big pub but what was foul She said that the pro-black, was goin out of style She said, afrocentricity, was of the past So she got into R&B hip-house bass and jazz Now black music is black music and it's all good I wasn't salty, she was with the boys in the hood Cause that was good for her, she was becomin well rounded I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit Just havin fun, not worried about anyone And you could tell, by how her titties hung Verse Three: I might've failed to mention that this chick was creative But once the man got you well he altered her native Told her if she got an image and a gimmick that she could make money, and she did it like a dummy Now I see her in commercials, she's universal She used to only swing it with the inner-city circle Now she be in the burbs lickin rock and dressin hip And on some dumb shit, when she comes to the city Talkin about poppin glocks servin rocks and hittin switches Now she's a gangsta rollin with gangsta bitches Always smokin blunts and gettin drunk Tellin me sad stories, now she only fucks with the funk Stressin how hardcore and real she is She was really the realest, before she got into showbiz I did her, not just to say that I did it But I'm committed, but so many niggaz hit it That she's just not the same lettin all these groupies do her I see niggaz slammin her, and takin her to the sewer But I'ma take her back hopin that the shit stop Cause who I'm talkin bout y'all is hip-hop Word up. Y'all
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soz y'all i dub posted n i came bak 2 fix it
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The Alien Toung
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"who the hell wana battle,the ill mathmatical,
my mother fuckin brain is IBM compatable" "can't be tested or F'd with,im to reckless, i chop off heads,jus to take the necklace" "you can battle me and possable survive, but you'll never see me and walk away w/out a black eye" "i speak at levels dogs have trouble hearing, canibus is the GERMAN version of lyrical enginering" "an't to many catagories i can fit in wen i comes to spitin', cuz im overqualified for the position" "at 1000 degrees celcious i make emcees melt, fuck my record label,i appear curtisy of myself !" "in fact,perhaps u should quit rap, instead of tryna diss back, if niggas keep tellin u that your shits wack" "leme explain how i maintain thresholds for pain, n walk across the sun barefoot looking for shade i'll re-arange ya ribcare like a 12 gauge,at close range" "genarate thought forms,quicker then concords with onboard log-ons hooked up to onstar" ALL canibus..100's more,jus tried of typing and one that i liked froma while back.. Andre from outkast - "my mind warps n bends, floats the wind count to 10, meet the twin,andre ben,welcome to the lions den, origonal skin,many men comprehend, i extend myself,so you go out and tell a friend sin all depends,on wut u belivin in, faith is what u make it,thats the hardest shapes of MC ren alien can blend rite on in with your kin, look again cuz i sware i spot one every now n then it's happinin again,wish i could tell you when" off ona their old albums
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Outkast do have some Ill shit when you break it down yeh
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biggie smalls the mayor, the rap slayer, the hooker layer, motherfuckers say ur prayers tupac in hit em up u claim to be a player but i fucked ur wife |
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Nearly everything by Pac and Rakim
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wu-tangs lyrics are off the wall...........the shit they come up with makes sense on like....50 different levels. Big L is dope aswell...... of course tupac but we all know that........ how about Killarmy for some tech shit to get ya mind ticking overtime?
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Spit it from the heart, spit a thousand darts, split ya head apart…
Emcees depart, like rubin carter my hurricane left u scarred… Like a spiked bat grammatical bar, like a wonderland drug… Tumble - ing like a flagon of rum and 2 blunts, like the funk baby… |
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Yeah!!! That's the beat right there.
I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional shit. So don't try this at home, yo. Yo, yo, yo My style of rhymin is ancient like Aztecs and Mayans Because I recognize its all about timin Me and my freestyle alliance practicin African voodoo science In front of 20 ft. bonfires lookin skyward Calculating May 5, 2000 the nine planets'll be in alignment The arrival of the prophet in the cockpit Of a starship the size of the Hale-Bopp comet With mercury ion rockets And a big ass 'Canibus comin soon' poster on the side of it I'm known geographically and intergalactically That's why I got extraterrestrials that wanna battle me They even tried kidnappin me And they would've snatched me If their craft didn't get trapped in the Earth's gravity Engines stalled and failed. Crashed into a farmer's field And that's really what caused Roswell Undercover operatives workin for COM 12 Disguised as a nigga signed with a record deal Lyrically I'm off scale So all hail or get tossed towards Hell, whatever y'all feel Briusin niggas, confusin niggas like Chip Fu from the Fu-Schnickens Hit you with nuclear cruiser missiles Hear the wild wolf growl Styles stockpiled for miles from the ground to the clouds Wack niggas wanna be down but its not allowed Interrupt the cipher unannounced and you'll get punched in the mouth With the southpaw southern fist I'll bust your shit. Swell your lip and get the Bubba shrimp Back the tougher shit. What a wimp You giant Goliath. Niggas get shot with a rubber sling I'm an experiment gone bad. My brainwaves on an encephalograph show that I'm stark ravin mad Your whole scientific staff'll get killed in a nuclear blast When I throw the formula stashed in my hand Flammable liquids in the lab explode And you get stabbed with all the flyin glass Trained to blow up commercial aircrafts Trained in chemical weapons class Just to see how long a nigga's breath'll last I put him in a leather mask Spray his ass with a can of pepper gas Then watch him grab his neck and gag Watch the nigga choke to death as I laugh 'You wanna battle?' is the type of question you should never ask Nigga, pick a tougher task. See who the fuck'll last Whoever lose'll get a solderin iron up the ass You need to recognize My hand is quicker than the eye Quicker than the 5 speed Jamiroquai drives A lifespan longer than 9 lives. Infinite rhymes that can't die A nigga with a divine mind I dedicate this to the wise. Dedicate it to dames Dividin myself into 100 ten times You can't deny the offerin's an offer Flows that glow with aurora's the spark of light Water fly like a saucer With the torque of a Porsche Murder a million MCs then autograph all of their coffins Been gettin it on since I been born and I'm a live long And I'm a be gettin it on till I'm gone Look at all the stages I been on. All the songs that I spit on I took an oath to rip everything I get on A nigga like me should have Carpal Tunnel syndromes In the wristbones from grippin microphones this long I'm just a small fish in a big pond And gets pissed off whenever I gets picked on Nigga try to flip and get flipped on My army march a million strong Like the nation of Islam with suede timbs on Extremely hostile Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits and night vision goggles A lyrical lynch mob Shittin on niggas drawn to a hideous form with horns and a mink on Duckin down low like Vietnam fightin the Vietcong Screamin 'incomin' when I see a bomb Speak to your leader. Surrender your arms You need about a million more soldiers to even the odds Plus 800,000 to even consider a war And 200,000 more to even look hard You better drop your flag and withdraw My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors And smash y'all. Attach y'all to the back of my horse And drag y'all across the motherfuckin asphalt 9 out of 10 niggas is frauds You know who you are always talkin about your bitches and your cars Your jewelry and your girls. It's like we from two different worlds You motherfuckers really get on my nerves Cause I'm beyond them, on some futuristic cyborg shit I close my eyes when I freestyle so I could read what picture crossed in Then raise my arms like a sorcerer and cast a fireball into the audience To barbecue your brain organs You feel like you've been thrown in a microwave oven I flame broil suckers and hit 'em with some more shit The raw shit. Call my reinforcements, the four horsemen Take a big piece of chalk and draw a line across the stage pulpit I dare a motherfucker to cross it I'll even call my man Black Rob at two in the mornin Tell him it's important. Tell him to call Sting 3 way and sing a chorus Break your camcorders so you motherfuckers can't record it Call the news, I'll kill your reporters Start a lawsuit, I'll kill your lawyers Fuck the soft shit and fuck what y'all think My album's gold cause my album was the bomb, shit Y'all niggas got your ass beat cause you asked for it Got your picture taken and put in a tabloid Cause you a man and you like to touch little boys You fuck 'em in the ass, then you give 'em cash for it That's some sick shit homeboy A hundred years ago, they'd have took you to see Sigmund Freud You fraudulent. Feminine. Fragile as a feather is With an effortless blow, I'll crack your whole skeleton You think you're better than Canibus, where's the evidence? You got below average intelligence and poor penmanship You need to shut the fuck up cause your breath stink Take fifty cents and purchase a pack of peppermints Battlin me you never win You thought you was the only nigga that could sneak a weapon in? Nigga guess again Cause after I'm finished wreckin this shit I'm a drink a whole bottle of Henney and go fuck a lesbian Sickness Much Respect |
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I have a lot to learn...
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naw.... that one mic guy was on point.. nas came dope in that... but the best lyrics:
immortal technique - dance with the devil ^sends shivers down ya spine... "cos i was there with billy jacobs and i raped his mom too" ^damn!.. that song hit me hard when i first listened to it the whole way through
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holy fuk some guys post the whole fukn lyrics in here took me forever to the bottom of the page anyways em for sure hes one of the best lyricist to ever hit the game
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Immortal Technique - Dance With The Devil
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