|
|||||||
| Register | Blogging | Today's Posts | Search |
 |
|
|
Thread Tools | Display Modes |
03-20-2013, 10:42 PM
|
#261 (permalink) |
|
Nowhere Man
Join Date: Feb 2013
Location: In a champagne supernova in the sky
Posts: 662
|
Mos Def: Speed Law
Clear like a megaphone Pretty nigga heart skipped the metronome Rocked the Trump Tower to the terrordome Poor house to pleasure domes Soprano, alto, tenor to baritone MOS DEF one of the illest that you ever known Rock steady baby, you a stepping stone Smash your foundation into pebbles My words leave your nerves unsettled You take it to the next level down Looking like a circus clown Cats like you can't even get a pound Worldwide from the river to lakeside My stage show stay live, make the sound man stage dive I cut fat cats to eight lives with my eight ball lines I'm home 'fore I'm done with all nine Got you shook like a fault line Come all shine and get tarnished Brooklyn got your pay roll garnished They form a huddle Whisper like they want trouble I melt the ice grills into rainwater puddles Make the proud-hearted leave on the humble Black steel in the hour Assemble my skill form my power My poems crush bones into powder You mumble like a coward I'm Mos Def, you need to speak louder SUPER HEREOS! Get your power, your masks and capes snatched Brooklyn take what you can't take back I know a lot of cats hate that All I can say black There's a city full of walls you can post complaints at All the doubters and believers adjust your receivers "I feel it," you can taste it through the speakers The three six oh-riginal sketch lyrics so visual They rent my rhyme books at your nearest home video
__________________
There is only one beer left Rappers screaming all in our ears like we're deaf Tempt me, do a number on the label Eat up all their MC's and drink 'em under the table [B]Last.fm Shadows Of Our Souls |
|
|
|
03-27-2013, 09:21 AM
|
#262 (permalink) |
|
Groupie
Join Date: Mar 2013
Location: 334
Posts: 8
|
Pull up pushin' buttons, blowin' OG like it's nothin' Marijuana fussin', smokin' loud, it's no discussion Black and yellow, black and yellow, somethin' out of nothin' Choppers like the Russians, bust your head, that's a concussion Full-time grinder, all-the-time hustlin' Bitch I'm from the 'Burg, so you know that I be thuggin' Made it from the bottom so in God we put our trust in Certified stoner, get up raw and put a nug in 'Raris, 'raris, 'raris, Lamborghini, hara-kiri Suicidal doors, tell the owner I said "sorry" Pull up in that Uno, pockets felt like sumo Taylor Gang or die, Jet la, la, la, la... - Wiz
|
|
|
|
|
03-27-2013, 02:49 PM
|
#263 (permalink) |
|
Nowhere Man
Join Date: Feb 2013
Location: In a champagne supernova in the sky
Posts: 662
|
Raekwons verse on "Rainy Dayz"
...time to get the feeling, word up What brings rain hail snow and earthquakes The beat breaks, cause all my niggaz to break son Styles is similar to criminals locked up With gats, ghetto tabernacles is ****ed up I live once though, the mind stays infinite Travel in the church, nine planets, in my midst While I carry, to earn a decent salary Soon get married, raise a family, but the plan'll be real great, to sit up in the loft, count stacks and max And real cats cold watch my back But listen to the Wu soon, and maintain It's all real, starvin individuals kill I puff what's only right, leave the poison alone Projects, infested with rats cats and crack homes Half of us'll try to make it, the other half'll try to take it So many fake half real freedom-ville Born to science my alliance analyzes Wild surprises, keepin my eyes wide to this The unfortunate, layin in mountains countin With jewelry on, can it be the next team house the horn Chill Dunn, just for real ones, light the lye up I hate to have to tie the next guy up Pay attention to Tims ten wins, Wu blends Now I'm starin you, the true buckle up Now who's a legend?
__________________
There is only one beer left Rappers screaming all in our ears like we're deaf Tempt me, do a number on the label Eat up all their MC's and drink 'em under the table [B]Last.fm Shadows Of Our Souls |
|
|
|
|
03-28-2013, 06:36 AM
|
#264 (permalink) | |
|
No Ice In My Bourbon
Join Date: Mar 2010
Location: /dev/null
Posts: 4,327
|
Quote:
|
|
|
|
|
|
04-02-2013, 01:09 AM
|
#265 (permalink) | |
|
Master, We Perish
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: Havin a good time, rollin to the bottom.
Posts: 3,710
|
Denzel Curry (Raider Klan (Spaceghostpurrp)) on "Threatz":
Slide for the free, kill for the fee Pull out the stick then I pull out the ski Put a mother****er face on a white tee That's what a nigga get being P.I.E. Sweet, nigga you D.I.E. Sleep, mother****er that's six feet Deep, no tender, no love, no care But a nigga here still gon' creep T.L.C. put it to ya Lisa Lo' that's a nigga left Eye, kill a nigga, get ghost, death Patrick Swayze, come equipped with a vest I'mma point that **** to your mother****ing neck K's all in my trunk So you best to get a chopper It's nothing but goon action I ain't talking Waka Flocka That 2.7.5. goons Bought to do a ****ing Gank Bumping Waka Flocka Flame In a underwater tank Cause nigga die right now Bullet or a ****ing shank Niggas always tryna' be The hardest in the ****ing paint "underwater tank" is a reference to Lil Ugly Mane, who once said: Aye yo, I saw my man the other day he say he need a handout Said he had some _ and some _ but it ran out His partner had a number, but connections didn't pan out And every road he dialed was looking like the same route Told him he could blame it on the cocaine drought Since the boys got arraigned and all the names came out Now I don't know nobody dealing, sitting on the steps by the library building ____ and I asked about his children, Told me he ain't seen 'em since they momma tried to kill him Laughed and told the homie I forgot about that **** She caught you in the crib rollin off in a fat bitch Tried to pull the heater but you hid under the mattress And jumped out the window butt naked, it was classic. I paused cuz the homie wasn't laughing with me So I tried to switch the topic up causally He exhaled smoke and threw his hat in the street Said, "playa I don't understand what happened to me Remember how I used to live extravagantly? white Jay’s, scuff-free, with immaculate steez? White Jays, scuffed 3s, with immaculate ease Stacked Gs, cop keys like they was practically free Now I'm scrambling these streets with this raggedy tee" I was puzzled by his feelings of inadequacy Then I saw the track mark when he pulled back on his sleeve Yea, my homie got a habbit it seems Sad, cuz I kinda wanna dap him and leave But I been down the some road so I put it on front street Then he stepped back like he wanted to punch me Told him, sit down, it's been a minute since we hung out Apologized for bringing out the fact that he was strung out Caught me off guard, and I know that lifes hard, But I really hate to see the homie in the graveyard Cuz all I wanna do is see my people live large, I always try to see my people better than they are He told me he would he would clean up, said it was a promise Looked me in my eyes to imply that he was honest But I know that I would lie too, back when I was on it So even though I nodded I was feeling broken hearted He the homie though, regardless, so I know I gotta trust him Told him I won't bring it up in any more discussions Then I hit him with some ones, probably bout a dozen He told me he was staying with his auntie and his cousin But I saw the bitch later and she told me that wasn't Told me if she saw him she would snitch him to the government Said he on some foul ****, she ain't even love him I was bugging, I know he on the needle how she talking hopeless Told me that he was evil, he didn't have emotions Said they found his babies with their throats slit, and he the culprit I'm like, oh ****, step back, how she go against blood like that? That's the homie from the way back, Looking at the stars like, "what they **** could make you say that? Naw love, I can't even play that." It's hard to light a smoke when you trying to breathe, Cuz deep down I know she ain't lying to me Cuz deep down I know she ain't lying to me… That's from )))____◎◎◎◎█████ (Uneven Compromise), also known as "Corrupted By Darkness You Fall Into An Endless Sleep" or something apx. The blank lines are for you to figure out, listen to the song dummy
__________________
Quote:
^if you wanna know perfection that's it, you dumb shits Spoiler for guess what:
|
|
|
|
|
|
04-02-2013, 03:34 AM
|
#266 (permalink) |
|
Music Addict
Join Date: Mar 2013
Location: Mars
Posts: 108
|
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul There walks a lady we all know who shines white light and wants to show how everything still turns to gold and if you listen very hard the tune will come to you at last when all is one and one is all to be a rock and not to roll Stairway to Heaven. Obviously.
__________________
Welcome to the internet, where opinions are like toilets; everyone thinks theirs are perfect but the public ones stink. |
|
|
|
|
04-02-2013, 08:06 PM
|
#267 (permalink) |
|
Groupie
Join Date: Mar 2013
Location: Birmingham, UK
Posts: 21
|
Inspectah Deck on Wu-Tang - Triumph
“I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies And hypothesis can’t define how I be droppin these mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics I inspect you, through the future see millenium Killa B’s sold fifty gold sixty platinum Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets queen B’s ease the guns in Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function Heads by the score take flight incite a war Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block” |
|
|
|
|
07-03-2013, 10:44 PM
|
#268 (permalink) |
|
Groupie
Join Date: Jul 2013
Location: Los Angeles
Posts: 19
|
Nas - The World Is Yours (Verse 1)
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 with 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 |
|
|
|
|
07-04-2013, 01:26 AM
|
#269 (permalink) | |
|
Account Disabled
Join Date: Jun 2013
Location: freely swimmin thru the waters of glory much like a majestic bald eagle soars thru the skies
Posts: 1,463
|
Quote:
I always assumed six-cab was a slang term i didnt understand. ive listened to this song so many times and just after reading this see the real lyric. 
|
|
|
|
|
|
07-04-2013, 12:43 PM
|
#270 (permalink) |
|
Groupie
Join Date: Jul 2013
Posts: 6
|
Look, for contrast here's a pair a lips,
Swallowing sarapin, setting fire to sheriff whips, (Whoops whoops) ****ing all American terrorist, Crushing rapper larynx to feed em a ****ing carrot stick, And me? I just spent a year ferrisin, And lost a little sanity to show you what hysterics is Spit till the lips meet the bottom of the barrel, So that sterile piss flow remind these niggas where embarrassed is, Narrow tight line might impair him since, I made it back to Fahrenheit, Grimey get De Niro type, Feral ****ing ill apparel wearing pack a parasites, Threw his own youth off the roof after paradise, Ladidadi back in here to **** the party up, R aiding fridges, tipping over vases with a tommy gun Never dollars, poppa |
|
|
|
|
|
|
Linear Mode
