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11-02-2009, 03:54 PM | #121 (permalink) |
Man vs. Wild Turkey
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War is born. Fight the war, **** the norm.
Now I've got no patience. I'm so sick of complacence. The D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E. Mind of a revolutionary. So clear the lane. The finger to the land of the chains. What? The Land of the Free? Whoever told you that is your enemy. Now something must be done about vengeance, a badge and a gun. So rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system. I was born to rage against 'em. Now action must be taken. We don't the key, we'll break in. "Know Your Enemy" - Rage Against the Machine Obnoxious! Mother ****er, can't you tell? Run through Little Havana yelling, "Viva Fidel!" Jerkin' off in the sheets when I stay at hotels. Sippin' Bacardi at AA meetings, smokin' a L. ... Gimme a hundred grand, gimme your watch, gimme your chain. That your girl? Bitch! Get over here! Gimme some brain! I'll bust off on 'er face, and right after the segment, she'll probably rub it in 'er pussy, tryin' to get herself pregnant. I said it, I meant it. That's the way I deal with enemies. Like pro-lifers that support the death penalty. And don't talk about war, when niggas know that you pus. A ****in' hypocrite, draft-dodger like George Bush. ... Damn homie! In high school, I beat the **** outta you and your man, homie. Your girl wanna blow me and don't even know me. She lonely and she think you a phony. I'll take piss on a development deal from Sony and Def Jam. Cuz you like all of the rest, man. And this ain't a verse of ****-talk at the end of the song. And you can suck a **** if you think I ended it wrong. **** you and I'm gone! "Obnoxious" - Immortal Technique
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11-12-2009, 06:42 PM | #122 (permalink) |
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Slaughterhouse (Crooked I) - Rain Drops
Dear auntie I still feel your timeless sorrow Before you died it's like your body was mine to borrow Like I jumped in your physical shell While you was going through miserable hell saying goodbye to tomorrow Everyday it make me sad, angry, mad how you were sent to heaven sacred path Duct taped and gagged plus raped and stabbed body draped in blood what a faith to have Such a pitiful end I'm popping Ritalin like they skittles cuz When I sleep I can feel it again and again and again it's difficult Killing is the wickedest biblical sin I'm talking about momma's identical twin I see your face when I look at her Her reminder of how I've been in the cold Since 14 years old Swear to GOD I'll probably be in heaven when the pain stops Til then all I'm hearing is wind and raindrops. AND Eminem - Rock Bottom Verse 2 My life is full of empty promises And broken dreams I'm hoping things will look up But there ain't no job openings I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day But **** it, if you know the rules to the game play Cause when we die we know were all going the same way It's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan When all you need is bucks to be the man Plus a luxury sedan Too comfortable and roomy in a six They threw me in the mix With all these gloomy lunatics Walk around depressed And smoke a pound of cess a day And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play Live half my life and throw the rest away |
03-01-2010, 06:48 PM | #123 (permalink) |
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What up
To all rappers shut up and with ya shuttin up keep your shirt on, at least a button up Yuck, is they rhymers or strippin males? Outta work jerks since they shut down Chippendales Light the doobie til it glow like a ruby After which they couldn't find the Villain like Scooby He's in the lab on some old Buddha Monk **** Overproof drunk ****, and who'da thunk it? Punk try an ask why ours be better It could be the iron mask or the Cosby sweater Yes, you, who's screwed by the dude on the CD, nude! [we need food!] DOOM "Beef Rap" |
03-02-2010, 08:16 PM | #125 (permalink) | |
Master, We Perish
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Location: Havin a good time, rollin to the bottom.
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I like that song Lemonade by Gucci Mane. like the whole thing.
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04-29-2010, 12:12 AM | #126 (permalink) |
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Artist: Mac Dre
Album: Ronald Dregan Title: Feelin Myself I'm out of this world, not your run of the mill'n My name is furl, I'm the owner of the bill'n I'm a stoner and I'm chillin with two bitches like Jack I pimps and I macks drive a Benz and a 'lac man I've been in the back wit the groupies and the stars I've been out front with the thugs in the cars I've been in the yard with the Mexican mafia And I only run with niggaz that'll kill and die for ya I'm popular, I'm a rap star but I live like a rock star running from the cop cars I drop bars wit slaps that Knock hard and I charge for this **** extra large I'm sicker than sars higher than mars and I treat my bitch like an ATM card [Chorus: repeat 4X] I'm in the buildin and I'm feelin myself Man I'm feelin myself She's in the buildin and she's feelin herself She's lookin bad but I'm willing to help Stop it baby your killin yourself come on I got your back you could chill in my dealth I'm feelin myself too Man imagine some of the things we can do You under me Me under you Then we can catch the Liquor store before 2 We can hit my nigga and go get some shrooms And if you still want to kick it we can go get a room It won't cost you much I'm a good buy ****-on-discount bitch good bye what I look like mr. Frank **** for Free No Dough Hoe you can't **** with me get the **** out Bitch you still in my dealth You full of **** and I'm feelin myself [Chorus] I'm a Westcoast Bad Boy I represent it dre thats a bad toy is it rented hardy har har very funny You don't hear my tummy I gets my money My stomache ain't growlin I'm stylin and wilin' drinkin Vodka straight **** a Long Island I want my own Island bet you I'm a get it I switch hits and play with both mits I pack a 4 5th Im after your bitch he ain't doing it right shes after your scritch And I'm after hers with these macking words nerd I thought squares stayed sharp Your nothing but a mark in a bucket Sky Lark I'm playing my part I'm mr. Furly quit interrupting I'm talkin to your gurlie
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05-03-2010, 07:07 PM | #127 (permalink) |
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t’ll never be my chair that your on
crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain no oxygen otherwords there’s no heir to the throne when I die so does hip hop hitch**** better sh-t bitch ass got a zip locked in a bag you ***s aint been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high top keep blogging while I’m mind boggling my zone like I’m in the twilight talking of my bone this is my mic dog I like hogging it Eminem - Despicable |
05-03-2010, 08:50 PM | #128 (permalink) |
Groupie
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Diamonds and Wood- UGK
Pimp C: I'm pimpin through the ave trying to see some good. But everything is still the same in my neighborhod Niggas frown when you up and smile when you down And when you change for the better shife fools stop comin' around. I see the jealousy and hate, the wicked ways We all lost childen, pray for papers, and smokin our lives away Got to the point where I could not decipher day from night She say she love me but all we do now is ****in' fight. My conscience **** with me so much that I can't eat or sleep The other side of selling dope and out there running the street And even though I'm gaining street fame coming from this rap game Lustful thinking and compulsive drinking in a normal thing. Some get erased and misplaced trying to win the race. Some try to hold on to their place by smoking with lace. But see drugs and plastic thugs ain't gonna change the hood. I'm smoking skunk and poppin my trunk to make me feel good.
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05-04-2010, 03:59 PM | #129 (permalink) |
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If you serve God for money you serve the devil
Claim to be in the war, never heard the metal, yeah Never even been in combat Never even felt the supreme love from a warm gat I'm on another plane You could stand in front of your fam But I'm shootin right through your mother's frame I got knuckle game, but I don't use that **** a fair one, where the two-twos at Where the nitrous oxide and balloons at Where my mother****ing Uncle Howie goons at This for everybody holdin hammers If you come into our shows then you go bananas And holding banners In support of Mumia Jamal Run up on you ****ing pigs with the heaters and all I'm deceiving the law, that's what I'm here for
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05-11-2010, 09:45 PM | #130 (permalink) |
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I might've failed to mention that the **** was creative
But once the man got you well he altered the native Told her if she got an energetic 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 ****, 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 ****s 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 **** stop Cause who I'm talkin bout y'all is hip-hop COMMON-I Used To Love H.E.R. (verse 3) |
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