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#51 (permalink) | |
Master, We Perish
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: Havin a good time, rollin to the bottom.
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With my spine up agaist these
Tagged up brick walls Fliip grams, quick hands, Quicksand Pitfalls Big Balls intact, through error Syntac's That Stormy Weather where the Trees dont bend back Left home at 16 I aint never been back When it come to being broke i say i never been flat A punk ass bitch i aint never been that Reminisce how Daddy got a Schlitz in his lap IN his newport box with only one stick left Snort heroin then he'd shove me in the chest Used to really believe, I never be the best Hell must be on my shoulders Cuz the devil seen the rest Right on it through his binge's and Then poisonous Syringe's Beaten on my mama kicked the doors of the hinges I wish i was old enough to stop him when he did it So long agao but even I cant forget it So listen AND Demonic in my presence Street corner like a reverend Tryna find the change, Shining lightining like im in heaven Triple seven, Triple Six Trebulations, Triple trip Triple grip, triple spitiin' like a had a trple lip Lets make simple sense of the main difference Angel if Death's Wing gotta s sinner in a Clench Revolver in my fist, Earthworm to a fish Bait on the line watch me cath them with this Hope flound compound off round White rock Ballin like Earl man i go in his high tops Third eye cyclops, beaten down by five cops Left for dead and it aint even my block Think of my pops, thinkin of my moms Rather be just blazin listenin to Saigon Cuz when u think up, God strikes you down Body full of current lightenining never hit the ground Question, judging by these verses, seem like a good act to check out.
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#52 (permalink) |
What a guy
Join Date: Oct 2008
Location: Brentwood, TN
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To him you're a hazard, weak matter. A reason for laughter.
He's preachin' he's live. But he's only that word backwards After he dies, you can climb the ladder, start a chapter Art you'll capture finally. But while he breathes, emcees don't even flatter him Add a tad if his acrobatical arrogance To his gentetically engineered emotional pattern of tearin' kids in battles That'll explain why he mean mugs. He told ya' your team sucks Said you was a creampuff Said you dream of choking him with that mic cord Instead, he blows your mind straight out your head with that hardcore tear emcees and send 'em to therapy He says, "Fuck You!" with clarity. You cry hysterically As he makes a parody of your passion You tell friends you think he's tight but secretly, you hope his career won't be lasting 'Cause he's an asshole. But you know he's got nice sound You know what else? You're looking at him right now.
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#53 (permalink) |
you know what it is
Join Date: Mar 2008
Posts: 2,890
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Cryptic on Atom from The Cold Vein by Cannibal Ox
A lot of cats pop shit, I pop apocalypse Toppin propaganda force fed to the populace My thoughts run the gamut from outstandin to preposterous On top of this I move posteriors Brother impoverished the pac shuries My process: accomplish through perseverance Every man's not my brother regardless of appearance Apprehension clouds the spirit Tension prepares us for ascension And at his best is when he breaks conventions A convenient covenant coveted for conception We're all from the same mold: spores and bacteria Those woulda fear me others would thaw hysteria A claustrophobic neurosis in this masquerade ball of fake glasses and big noses Molasses splashes explosive flows Two exposed pinocchios growin nose Composed of compost compositions Those clothes are gettin a little close fittin I stop this shit and I'm over-confident The script's compliments of my frozen mic dominance A passively aggressive testament, thats how I'm reppin shit Sooo good. |
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#54 (permalink) |
Pale and Wan
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Aus
Posts: 917
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Mmmm, I never really paid attention to how good that was before.
I'm not going to type the whole verse out, but I love Yoni's line in Rapping4Money I’d ask if this pays but upper class and rich say broach no cash on a mixtape it’s gauche, and that shows distaste |
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#55 (permalink) |
Muck Fusic
Join Date: Dec 2003
Location: Virginia Beach
Posts: 1,575
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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 Not the best, but probably my favorite Wu verse
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#56 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Jun 2005
Posts: 3,565
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Stern, firm, and young with a laid-back tongue
The aim is to achieve and succeed at twenty-one Just like Ringling Brothers, I'll daze and astound Captivate the masses 'cuz the prose is profound Do it for the strong, we do it for the meek Boom it in your, boom it in your, boom it in your Jeep Or your Honda or your Beamer or you Legend or your Benz The rave of the town to your foes and your friends |
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#57 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Aug 2009
Location: CONN......Daport(Bridge)
Posts: 6
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this is just one of many
Yo, I'd turn out all the hoes that's heterosexual Smack conceited niggas right off the pedestal I'd even look for my dad that I never knew And show him how I look in my Beretta, too I'd do good **** like take kids from the ghetto Show them what they could have if they never settle Take every white kid from high class level Show 'em what Christmas like growin' up in the ghetto Teach niggas how to spend, stack the rest Give blunts to the niggas under massive stress Give every bum on the street cash to invest And hope Harlem will blow up be my last request |
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Account Disabled
Join Date: Mar 2007
Location: VAN
Posts: 2,530
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contextually, the funniest post on MB |
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#59 (permalink) | |
Groupie
Join Date: Aug 2009
Location: Canada
Posts: 5
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#60 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Aug 2009
Posts: 1
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It's the return of the gangsta thanks ta'
Them niggas that's on that blow that run up in yo' crib which contains your lady and an 8 month old child to raise plus you true blue 'bout this music but they do not want to hear it because they'd rather be bouncin' and shootin' and killin' and bouncin' and **** get down Return of the gangsta thanks ta' them niggas that thank [think] you soft and say y'all be gospel rappin' but they be steady clappin' when you talk about bitches & switches & hoes & clothes & weed let's talk about time travelin' rhyme javelin somethin' mind unravelin' get down Return of the gangsta thanks ta' them niggas who got them kids who got enough to buy an ounce but not enough to bounce them kids to the zoo or to the park so they grow up in the dark never seein' light so they end up being like yo' sorry ass robbin' niggas in broad ass daylight get down Return of the gangsta thanks ta' them niggas that get the wrong impression of expression Then the question is Big Boi what's up with Andre? Is he in a cult? Is he on drugs? Is he ***? When y'all gon' break up? When y'all gon' wake up? Nigga I'm feelin' better than ever what's wrong with you you get down! |
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