Rapping (also known as emceeing,MCing,spitting (bars), or rhyming) refers to "spoken or chanted rhyming lyrics". The art form can be broken down into different components, as in the book How to Rap where it is separated into “content”, “flow” (rhythm and rhyme), and “delivery”. Rapping is distinct from spoken word poetry in that it is performed in time to a beat.
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This is for my thugz (my thugz)
My real ass niggas
My smokin weed dranking partnas
Pill ass niggas (x4)
This is for my big rollers
My big smokers
My drankas and pill poppers
For my niggas who keep it real partna
This for my niggas who drink fifths at 8 o clock in the morning
For my niggas who burn all day when it be raining and storming
This for the pill poppers
Like Lil Bronce and Lil Trail
This is for the D W I gadgets who capped their ass out of jail
This for my nigga Lil June
Yea thats my nigga then (my nigga then)
If he don't get no bigger then
Thats still my nigga then (my nigga then)
This for my niggas who big roll ounces
Have some Killo
This for my niggas who pump 4's
To Lil Flip and Lil O
This for my niggas smokin dust for there tri
This is for the mommas crying if they wanna take there fucking child away from that chronic that reefer aka indonesia
For my niggas who took two that peater and be ready for Eva
This for my niggas who be rollin put they dick in they back
This for my real soldiers nigga like me click off the track
Chorus X4
This is for my hoes who love dick
And be bout that thug shit
Ain't with that stuntin and they just ready to fuck quick
This is for my hoes who smoke joe
Go to the club and wope hoes
And was by her man side when he went to take his Josce
This is for all them Lil juveniles
You think Lil Boosie on file
Short Red with that ghetto ass style
This is for my hoes who steal close
And keep they man lookin fresh
This is for my hoes who love that nigga and tape they name to they chest
This is for the gold diggin hoes
Who rat this ditch its niggas joe
For the firey spicey thugs who take they dick to they tho
This is for the pill poppin hoes
Who ready to take off they clothes
Who smoke weed all day
But don't fuck wit they nose
This is for the real ass hoes
Who hold they nigga stash down
Who sell out all the shade
And k see gotta mash down
It's Lil Boosie the track clown
And me I like a gangsta bitch
Do or die for her nigga and a shanksta bitch
Other Chorus
This is for my guls my guls
My real ass bitches
My smokin weed drankin partnas
Pill ass bitches (x4)
Outro...
All my pill poppas put yo ex in the air
put yo ex in the air ........
All my big smokers put yo blunts in the air
Put yo blunts in the air......
All my big drinkas put yo hen in the air
Put yo hen in the air...........
That boy be buckin when he jumpin
Throw your hood in the air repeat until fade
Ey, mach' mal langsam! Was is'n los? Ich hör' Leute sagen, ich hätt' Hip Hop verraten
und hätt' keinen Flow.
Ich glaub' so langsam, Ihr peilt es noch nicht. Zeig' mir einen MC, der so
abwechslungsreich am Mic ist wie ich!
Ich mein', so langsam reg' ich mich auf! Ihr denkt, "Immer wieder wir" war fett,
doch da leg' ich jetzt drauf.
Denn ey, so langsam bau' ich was auf, was auf mehr beruht als auf Beats und Raps,
doch da scheiß' ich jetzt drauf.
Ich hab' jetzt Bock zu flowen und jeder begreift es, jeder, der reif ist, und jeder,
der weiß, daß Rap nicht nur Texte schreiben, sondern live ist.
Ihr wollt das Beste, das weiß ich, und darum knecht' ich so fleißig. Vielleicht
zerbrech' ich mit dreißig, doch bis dahin zerfetz' ich reichlich
von Euch, wenn Ihr meint, Ihr seid es, obwohl die Zeit noch nicht reif ist. Ihr
werdet in Cyphers schnell ausradiert wie Zeichnungen mit Bleistift.
Ich freestyle vielleicht nicht oft, doch für Dich noch reichlich. Gib mir zwei
Wochen Zeit, ich geh' heim und üb' und komm' und zerfleisch' Dich.
Ich brauch' nur zwei Lines für Dich und jeder weiß, daß Du weich bist. Ich komm'
rein und burn' und Du brauchst noch fünf Minuten wie Deichkind.
Ich mach' aus Dir gleich 'n Beispiel für alle Rapper mit Leichtsinn, die meinen, sie
können sich jetzt leisten auf meine Kosten zu scheinen,
auf meine Sprossen zu steigen und durch mich Fame einzuheimsen. Ihr wollt dick in
den Medien sein, aber den Gefallen tu' ich keinem.
Tut mir leid, ich hab' keine Zeit um meinen Fame zu teilen, es sei denn, Ihr seid
gesignt bei meinem Label und ich krieg' davon zehn Prozent.
Da bin ich konsequent, Du bist leider extra lau. Ich bin anders als Du, denn ich bin
leider extra schlau.
Du stehst rum im Club wie gelähmt von Deinem extra Kraut. Ich bin anders als Du, ich
bin lieber extra blau.
Ich hab' Dich schon mal live gesehen und es war extra mau, denn Dein ganzes Konzept
basiert auf Bites von SAV.
Ich bin immer ich selbst und schein' mit meinem extra Flow. Und egal was ich mach',
ich mach' es immer extra so.
Du willst, daß ich nach meiner Show noch freestyle, extra, so. Tut mir leid, aber
jeder Rhyme kostet Dich extra! So!
Ich chill' lieber daheim im Bett mit meiner extra Frau und check' ein in fetten
Hotels, wenn ich mal Extras brauch'.
Ich mach' das, was ich will, Kritik, da scheiß ich extra drauf. Ich muß bei Dir zu
Hause auf's Klo, da scheiß' ich extra drauf.
Du willst Beef, damit ich Deinen Namen sage, extra laut. Ist mir klar, warum, doch
darum verzicht' ich extra drauf.
Ich zieh' mich nur zurück und dann schweig' ich's extra aus. Doch wenn Du nächstes
mal Schläge kriegst, hau' ich extra drauf.
Ich muß lachen über die Kacke, die Du extra baust. Ich glaub', Du brauchst die
Beachtung, bist darum extra drauf.
Doch scheiß' auf Battle, denn ich bin Storyteller, extra gut! Wenn ich will,
schreib' auf Kommando "Von der Ex Part two".
Du glaubst mir nicht, dann hör' mal zu: Was ist nur los mit uns, Babe? Du bist
gegangen und seitdem spür' ich nur noch den Schmerz.
Du hast nicht nur die Koffer mitgenommen, doch auch noch mein Herz. Und weißt Du
überhaupt, daß Leben ohne Dich für mich schwer ist?
Ich sitz' am Fenster und ich starre in den Garten da draußen, wo wir beide noch
gestern saßen, und kann gar nichts mehr glauben.
Du bist ganz einfach abgehauen und keiner weiß, wo Du bist. Okay, das war nur als
Beweis, ich glaub', das reicht mit dem Shit.
Doch ich hab' noch was! Wißt Ihr was? Ich kann was, das kennt Ihr noch nicht! Was
passiert, wenn ich Language switch' und die Verses auf englisch rip'?
That's what it sounds like, just a little preview and a soundbite, cause kid, i've
been rhymin before the invention of mountain bikes.
I stand on my own and go alone against your whole camp, cause millionair rappers
don't make half my sense/cents.
I've got a lyrical genius and sex appeal like a venus, you get smoked like a
chesterfield, since y'all don't know, what the deal is.
Let me explain it: my aim is to reach high where your brain is and massage it with
passages out of my rap entertainment.
I'm rapidly gaining the ground i need to put on my people, keep my plans undercover,
cause they fail when i'm see-through.
The people laugh when they see you even though you swear you can flow. Your LP might
have some nice beats, but You're lacking charisma though...
Und ich sag' das einfach mal so, weil's so ist: Für mich ist es leicht langsam zu
flowen oder double time zu rhymen, für mich ist es gleich!
Denn Alles Real ist die Clique, die Euch zeigt, was wirkliches Rippen auf deutsch
heißt. Ich tripple die Lyrics zu neuen Styles und kick' unter'n Gürtel wie Maui
Thai.
Ihr Punks reißt die Fresse zu weit auf, Ihr hört besser gleich auf, bevor's knallt.
Ich töt' und verbuddel' Euch vor'm Wald und die Bullerei rätselt am Vorfall.
Ich bin immer neu wie der Urknall, wenn Du mich mal burnst, ist das Zufall. Ich
zermetzel' Euch Deppen mit Texten, mein Rappen begeistert den Globus wie Fußball.
Ole ole! Wir sind die Champs in der Champions League der Combos, die Größten im
Spiel wie Mutombo, aufeinander gestimmt so wie Bongos.
Auf Curse-Shows ist der Punk los, kaum geht der erste Song los, springen Chabos und
Hoes bei Phrasen und Flows mit dem Kopf durch die Decke wie Ponchos.
Wir sind enorm groß, so wie die Gonos von Chabos in Pornos, zerquetschen MCs ohne
Klasse zur formlosen Masse wie Kacke, Ihr Homos.
Ihr seht, was ich kann, oder hört, was ich kann, drum erkennt Ihr's jetzt an und Ihr
zweifelt nicht dran: Ich hab' immer den Drang immer besser zu sein, immer besser zu
rhymen, immer besser zu scheinen.
Komm' und scheffel' den Schein, ich will Rolex mit Steinen, ich will alles das sein,
was Ihr wollt von dem Mann, der den Rap neu erfand und es besser verstand als der
restliche Schmand, scharf-wie'n-Messer-Verstand.
Ganz egal, was Ihr meint, ich verarbeit' in meinen Lyrics alles, was einen aus dem
Gleichgewicht reißt, ich vergleich' mich mit keinem, ich bin einzig allein
unerreicht in dem Style, der das Leben beschreibt.
Okay, das reicht für Heut'! Tschüß!
[ ] = interjected lines/sang simultaneously
You know I've seen a lot of ladies in my lifetime
[Ohhhhhhhh]
Damn, Coco you got me goin' crazy cuz you're so fine
[Do you want it?]
And I hope I'm not offending you, cuz all I'm really tryin' to do [uhhuh] is find a friend in you
Do I want your love? You know the answer, girl [Come and get it, baby]
Freak, freak on the beat, Coco dancin' girl [Do you want my love?]
Whether thug-song or love-song I bless these flows; you and i, Coco [ohhhhhhhh]
Oh let me know...remix...
Baby, if you took my love [uhhuh, uhhuh]
Would you make the best of every moment [hurry up]
If it takes all night [yeah]
Baby, would it be alright
Would you like to spend the hours grooving [no doubt]
Till the morning light [word]
Love just comes if you let it
I'll be here to satisfy you
You look so good I cant deny ya [yeah yeah]
If you're up to it come and get it
(Better hold me tight)
If you're ready, baby, give it up
Boy its time to show me, show me how much...
Do you want my love? [u kno i want that]
Can you make me sweat?
Do you want it bad enough
To take all you can get? [all i can get, girl]
Do you want my love? [u kno i want that]
Show me just how much [yo]
Tell me, baby
Do ya, do ya, do you want my love?
second verse
Can you handle my desires?
Can you tell me what I'm thinking baby?
Can you read my mind?
Baby, will you go the extra mile?
Will you vow to hold me tight?
Do it rite, turn me on, and on, and on, and on...
Love just comes if you let it
I'll be here to satisfy you
You look so good I can't deny ya
If you're up to it, come and get it
(Can you read my mind?)
Are you ready baby, give it up
Boy it's time to show me, show me how much
Do you want my love? [u kno i want that]
Can you make me sweat? [say what]
Do you want it bad enough
To take all you can get? [no doubt, girl]
Do you want my love? [u kno i want that]
Show me just how much [whats up girl]
Tell me baby [u kno what im sayin'?]
Do ya, do ya, do you want my love [come on, come on]
This shorty's senses lit
Ready to chill
[?] spells?
Puerto Rican up in Beverly Hills
Like Freddy Prinze, yo [do ya?]
Ever since I met Coco
I blown shows from U.S. to Tokyo
On stage like 'uh-oh' [do ya?]
You know I love the way you're dancin' girl
The way you scrub in the tub in the mansion girl
Whether thug-song [do ya] or love-song I bless these flows
You and I, Coco, come on let me know for real, girl, word
Do you want my love? [my love, my love, my love]
Do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya, do ya...
Yeahhh [my love, my love]
[u kno what im sayin, girl... no doubt...word up...yall break it down like this...]
Tell me do you want it [what, you know I want that]
Tell me do you need it [say what, you know I need that]
Baby, do you want it [say what, you know I want that]
Ohhhh
Do you wanna be there [you know I want that]
Tell me do you need it [say what, you know I need that]
Do you want it [say what you know I want that]
Baby
Do you want my love?
Can you make me sweat?
Do you want it bad enough to take all you can get?
Do you want my love?
Show me just how much
Tell me, baby
Ohhhhh
Come on inside,
Work it all night
The snow, the ball, the lack of fall
Like the clothes on my mommy you can shout the call
Why call the shot, you can not jump off
Come on, one man, you gotta wanna be sharp
The haughty numb job, but you can`t be right
No springs as glue, few wanna see a lie
Flight on the crow, you gotta wanna run lose
Run in the snow, come in , show through
Can not cut, can not show cruel
With tweezers, oh, I try
And with the secret in your eyes
Your punch is showing your pain
You shot me, you called me
You called the sun to show my face again
Gotta butterfly, and it`s callin` your name
I gotta butterfly, still callin` your name
I gotta butterfly, callin` your name
I gotta butterfly, butterfly
The wall, the shop, the bag of snow
Wanna simple net thrown, few come, crumbs fall on
Come the old plan, stiff challenge you cast aside
Wanna piece me strumming on a something too wide
What do you want to show with it deep inside
Like the sod is spots of snow, wanna punish your mind
The light of the fear, shot of all shots
So comin` up the wall, come such sides and I
I gotta butterfly, still callin` your name
I gotta butterfly, got it callin` your name
I gotta butterfly, stil callin` your name
i gotta butterfly, butterfly
Walls are mine, choose to see
All the shine, wanna be, yeah yeah
All`s a shine, look at me
Call the shot, you wanna be, yeah yeah
Call the shot, look at me
Again the same old faces all around
And then again someone is let you down
Forget about those people
They don`t go any deeper (it`s where you wanna be)
For all of you I have got something to say
Neither lies nor truth - does it mean I have to pray?
Forget about the best
They`re up in Everest (they love only themselves)
Please stop talking, can you shut up for a while
I`m not joking, and I`m not really busy dying
Open up your eyes, turn around and don`t be bored
When you see me on the hundred second burning floor
Come take me down, take me down from yellow cloud
It is getting cold, getting dark there on the ground
Which side are you on?
I begin to feel alone (as everybody does)
Hello, my friend, I know you hear me now and then
Someone has come, someone will let me down again
Forget about them all
I remember al the cries
It's a secret dream lost in your love
You, your lonesome eyes are all I wanna know
Helpless tears can never stop the rain
Only you can turn my life
Can turn it just this way
Touch in the night, it feels like heaven
Touch in the night so lucky in love
Lost in your light another secret
Touch in the night whatever I do
You are angel in disguise
Deep inside my heart like the inner light
I believe in all your promise and your lies
But I feel in the end I'll lose
Only you can turn my life
Can turn it just this way
Tonight I feel, I feel for you
Tonight I call, I'm calling your name
I remember al the cries
It's a secret dream lost in your love
You, your lonesome eyes are all I wanna know
Helpless tears can never stop the rain
Only you can turn my life
Can turn it just this way
Touch in the night, it feels like heaven
Touch in the night so lucky in love
Lost in your light another secret
Touch in the night whatever I do
You are angel in disguise
Deep inside my heart like the inner light
I believe in all your promise and your lies
But I feel in the end I'll lose
Only you can turn my life
Can turn it just this way
Tonight I feel, I feel for you
You could at home
and on the phone
You make your plans
and I`ll be alone
You know you want a betrayal
Time`s gonna be around
you know I`m seein` a frown
You better be around
I carry on and feel all wrong
I`ll be around and have you all alone
I better be around
you know I`ll be be in the ground
you want play it all down
I`m sick of bein` a roll
I don`t believe that you travel to and fro`
It`s just king Grimwald when you`re all alone