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02-28-2011, 04:16 AM | #171 (permalink) | |
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Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
swagger down pat, call my **** Patricia Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner you don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher so misunderstood, but what's a World without enigma? two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers got the girl twisted 'cause she open when you twist her never met the bitch, but I f-ck her like I missed her life is the bitch, and death is her sister sleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin' family picture you know father time, we all know mother nature it's all in the family, but I am of no relation no matter who's buying, I'm a celebration black and white diamonds, f-ck segregation f-ck that ****, my money up, you n-ggas just like Honey Nut Young Money running **** and you n-ggas just runner-ups I don't feel I've done enough, so I'ma keep on doing this **** Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish [Lil Wayne Verse 2] I'm going back in okay, I lost my mind, it's somewhere out there stranded I think you stand under me if you don't understand me had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy but hoes gon' be hoes, so I couldn't blame Tammy just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest I beat the beat up, call it self defense swear man, I be seeing through these n-ggas like sequins n-ggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end talking to myself because I am my own consultant married to the money, f-ck the world, that's adultery you full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt mind so sharp, I f-ck around and cut my head off real n-gga all day and tomorrow but these muthaf-ckas talking crazy like they jaw broke glass half empty, half full, I'll spill ya try me and run into a wall, outfielder You know I'ma ball 'til they turn off the field lights the fruits of my labor, I enjoy 'em while they still ripe bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do if these n-ggas animals, then I'ma have a mink soon tell 'em bitches I say put my name on the wall I speak the truth, but I guess that's a foreign language to y'all and I call it like I see it, and my glasses on but most of y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on satisfied with nothing, you don't know the half of it Young Money, Cash Money paper chasing, tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya" bitch, real G's move in silence like lasagna people say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda woman of my dreams, I don't sleep so I can't find her you n-ggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate yeah, with a swag you would kill for money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well tell 'em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell
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Fame, fortune, power, titties. People say these are the most crucial things in life, but you can have a pocket full o' gold and it doesn't mean sh*t if you don't have someone to share that gold with. Seems simple. Yet it's an important lesson to learn. Even lone wolves run in packs sometimes. Quote:
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03-15-2011, 12:05 PM | #172 (permalink) |
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Joe Budden - Whatever it Takes:
I guess depression just stepped in, an' took-over **** like it's known ta' do. Guess it said, "Hey Joe, I'm goin' home wit'chu Turn your phone off, I needa' be alone wit'chu I needa' be in the zone wit'chu 'Cause I'm the only thing you prone to, nigga Look, I own you, nigga!! Been wit'chu since 10, but'chu startin' to confuse me 'Cause it's been so long, an' you still try'na lose me. Like, how could you show me such cruelty? When everybody turns their back on you, Joe it's you an' me. Joe, you don't want me to see you right? Then why you always come get me, how we re-unite? Tell me! I know you feel for me deep in your heart; Doctors, meetings, pills couldn't keep us apart. But, now you got a deal an' you wanna get rid of me But.. we're roommates, I'm in your head, Joe you live with me." So I don't write for the fans, naw', I write to my man In hopes that he'll just leave an' understand. Like, like... please leave the kid in peace! Let me smoke this one cig. in peace Just leave for a second, man it's been too long, an' I can't troop it As long as you around, I can't make that "dance music". |
03-18-2011, 03:25 AM | #173 (permalink) | |
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03-18-2011, 04:33 AM | #175 (permalink) |
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Fo definitelies.
"I see no changes all I see is racist faces misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We under, I wonder what it takes to make this one better place, let's erase the wasted Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right 'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight And only time we chill is when we kill each other it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other And although it seems heaven sent We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks But some things will never change try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game Now tell me what's a mother to do bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you You gotta operate the easy way "I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid," Well hey, well that's the way it is" |
03-18-2011, 04:50 AM | #176 (permalink) | |
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Childish Gambino - Freaks and Geeks
Alright, Gambino is the mastermind, Fuck a bitch to the pass the time, Mass appeal, Orane rind, Smoke your green, I'm spending mine, The beat is witches brew, But beware this shit is potent, E.E. cumming on her face, Now it's poetry in motion, Yeah Gambino make it work, I'm the boss, move somethin', Yeah, this cool fucking suits me, The swag, two button, These girls be actin' crazy when they're dancin', Black Swan, I ain't fuckin' at the club, Put your clothes back on, This beat is a disaster, 9/11 this track, Rappers wanna battle me, I have to mail their heads back, And my clique make that dinero so it's time to meet the Fockers, I am running this bitch, You are just a dog walker, Yeah you fuckin' with the baddest, Like we tag team Rihanna, Fly girl on her knees, She don't wanna come near me, Yeah, my dick is too big, There's a big bang theory Got her picture in my iphone, What d'yall think? While you niggas masturbate I'm in that Ariel Pink, If I am just a rapper, man, you coulda fooled me, I'm the shit, When these dudes talk, they talkin' bull me. [Verse 2] Alright, I'm down with the black girls of every single culture, Fillipino, Armenian girls on my sofa, Yeah I like the white girls, Sometimes we get together, Need a thick chick, though, so it's black and yellow, black and yellow, Love is a trip, But fuckin' is a sport, Are there Asian girls here? Minority report, Put your team on the map, Blake Griffin on the court, Niggas bitin' off my tracks, Need a knife and a fork, We the illest, Need a nurse, Here's the check, Grab your purse, Unless we fuckin', then I'll pay for all the food on the earth, maaaaaan, I got some pussy that was insane, So insane it's an enemy of Batman, Niggas call me faggot cause they closeted, I'm hot as shit, Comin' out the backside of a rocket ship, It's monster shit, You dudes are the opposite of lochnesses, Respond to this, We can squash the beef right now like sausages, Chillin' with my n-words, Say it like a white kid, Yes, your booty's big as hers, Say that to my white bitch, So she don't get embarrassed, My dick is made of carrots, Bunnies wanting to be fed and I meant honeys, oh forget it, I have worked all winter, I will not fail summer, In the back of a bush like Gavin Rossdale's drummer, Yeah my stinger's in her flower, I hope she'll let me pollinate, Working hard as shit, Yeah, this beat is made from concentrate, Nigga can't you tell that my sample of Adele, Was so hot I got these hood niggas blowin' up my cell, Swag out the ass, I'm the man, Fuck Chico, Took the G out yo waffle, All you got left is your ego, Think about it for a second, Man, we eatin', where's your breakfast? Man, you hungry, have this sandwich, Got my wallet, Cheese and lettuce, An elephant never forgets, So my dick remembers everything, Green inside your wallet is that pussy open sesame, Running the game, Fuck am I sayin'? Runnin' the earth, Give me a month, Told ya'll niggas I'm in it to win it, Cause having an Emmy just wasn't enough, Get sloppy drunk, I stay whiskey mean, My clique should be cancelled--freaks and geeks.
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Fame, fortune, power, titties. People say these are the most crucial things in life, but you can have a pocket full o' gold and it doesn't mean sh*t if you don't have someone to share that gold with. Seems simple. Yet it's an important lesson to learn. Even lone wolves run in packs sometimes. Quote:
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03-18-2011, 09:29 PM | #179 (permalink) |
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Senim Silla: The world's a violent place baby, there ain't no more innocence Or civil men or penatence, just Ignorance cast on the right from wrong They mimic shit they see on TV or hear in a song What that tell you they on? A sucka act up every minute The righteous live on but the the niggas are infinite onebelo: I ain't hardcore, I don't pack a 9 millimeter Most of y'all gangster rappers ain't hardcore neither Whoever get mad then I'm talkin 'bout you Claim you fear no man but never walk without crew Where I'm from, your reputation don't mean jack So what you pack gats and you sell fiend's crack You ain't big time, my man You ain't no different from the next cat in my neigberhood who did time Rhyme after rhyme it's the same topic What makes you think you hardcore cuz you was raised in the projects Broke ass finally got a hundred in your pocket Now you on the mic spittin' money's no object What you say is bullcrap If you wasn't with your crew and wasn't drunk off the brew Would you still pull gats? You need to stop frontin' Or you're headed for self destruction |
03-18-2011, 09:34 PM | #180 (permalink) |
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Wow. ok i need to download some binary star/one be lo. i need all of it, this is like the first thing on MB i've heard where i was like.... holy shit this is awesome. where to start with these guys? whats the best stuff?
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