Introduction, The Introduction, Intro, or The Intro may refer to:
Plot
Explores the space between man and machine. Zombie Annie Fey asks the question "Is Romney a robot?" Dead Wrong and Professor Pandora encounter Marilyn Monrobot and Daniel Azaian at the Robot Film Festival where they get a peek at Teenage PopStar V2.0. When all the zombies end up at the aquarium with The Timid Roosevelts, will it be scrambled brains for breakfast?
Keywords: beheading, celebrity-guest, original-music, zombie-attack, zombie-child
Think SNL only with Zombies
Prequel for the entire Zombie Etiquette Series
Think SNL only hosted by Zombies
Dorothy Karen Langhorn: Just in case you didn't know. [pause] We represent a growing horde of zombies here in New Jersey.
Plot
The "Late" Dead Wrong and his posse of undead floozies take you on a journey to Edison New Jersey to visit eXXXotica Expo and XXX Church. Before the night is over the denizens of zombonia crack open a rooted Amazon Kindle and interview a porn star. We also hear from up and coming horror writer Christine Dougherty. Finally we wrap it all up with some medieval music.
Keywords: blonde, blood, devil, novelist, porn-star, zombie, zombie-attack, zombie-child
Think SNL only hosted by Zombies
Plot
A handful of high functioning zombies comment on national and independent films (long and short), technology, zombie survival, and talented musicians. The undead hosts of the show hold unconventional interviews both in "Studio Z" and on location with film makers, business owners, and interesting characters. Zombie Etiquette is not just another zombie talk show. We seek out undiscovered and under reported talent. We parody our guests with skits and multi-layered B-Grade vignettes. No one really "understands" Zombie Etiquette but it is very hard to look away, once you are bitten by it.
Keywords: beheading, celebrity-guests, irish-music, twisted-love, zombie, zombie-child, zombie-hunter
Think SNL only with Zombies.
Dorothy Karen Langhorn: Do you want to stay for dinner?
In every language, there is a word for "yes" and a word for "no"...and for every "no," there is a "yes."
In every language, there is a word for "yes" and a word for "no"...and for every "no," there is a "yes."
In every language, there is a word for "yes" and a word for "no"...and for every "no," there is a "yes."
In every language, there is a word for "yes" and a word for "no"...and for every "no," there is a "yes."
Plot
Orphaned at a very young age, Raju and Radha are very close to each other. Radha takes care of the house, sells milk, paints dolls, etc. while Raju works in a mill. When the mill workers' union goes on strike, both of them start their own business of manufacturing and marketing toys. Soon they become rich. Raju would like Radha to get married to Advocate Ramesh Chandra so that he can marry his sister, Malti, but Radha has fallen in love with Anand, a man who had rescued her once, and would like to marry him. Raju gives his consent for both to get married, and they, together with Anand's sister, Nandini and her son, Kasturi, move into their palatial house. When Radha finds out that Raju lives Malti, she arranges his marriage with her and she too moves in with them. Soon misunderstandings start between Nandini, Malti and Radha, and as a result Raju and Malti leave the house. Then Raju gets a shock when he receives a letter from Radha's lawyer demanding half of the estate. By the looks of things it does appear that there is no more love lost between brother and sister, and their estate may be contested in a court of law - leaving nothing but bitterness and hatred on both sides.
[Instrumental]
Feelin fresh achimbuteo oneul neukkimi joha gibun joha baby
Ppajyeodeuneun eumage mome matgyeo feelin so high
Just up and down and all around
Like this like that
Move your body jeongsin eobsi ireoke
Uh do it like i do
Everybody follow me and move your body to the groove yep!
Like this like that
Step it up geurae mwo eottae ireoke
Lets ride on the beat ya
Press play stop and press rewind
I ireoke tto jeoreoke
Say la la playin the music
(Play it all night long)
Gal ttaekkaji da gabollae
Say la la playin the music
(Press play stop and press rewind)
Move your body baby
You got a move your body baby
Hey gomin ttawin beorigo
(Play it all night long)
Rock your body baby you
Got a rock your body like this everyday
(Press play stop and press rewind)
I darui m m mvp jaranghae
Nae charye modu naui norael ttarahae
Louder and louder ttokttokhi jikyeobwa
Dwo ttokgateun medeulli nan sick and tired
Code bravo, yeogineun mayday jichyeosseo game over da over
Meotjaengideulman moisyeosseo like dope boyz
Nalssineun maeu malgeum i'm in seoul
Like this like that
Move your body jeongsin eobsi ireoke
Gyesokhaeseo nan check yo!
I gogeul deutgo inneun modeun jeormeuniyeo hands up!
Like this like this
That step it up geurae mwo eottae ireoke
(Press play stop and press rewind)
I ireoke tto jeoreoke
Say la la playin the music
(Play it all night long)
Gal ttaekkaji da gabollae
Say la la playin the music
(Press play stop and press rewind)
Move your body baby
You got a move your body baby
Hey gomin ttawin beorigo
(Play it all night long)
Rock your body baby
You got a rock your body like this everyday
(Press play stop and press rewind)
Hurry hurry eoseo noraereul teureo
Noraee matchwo chumeul chwo momeul heundeureo
Geu heunhan eumagiran norie chwihaeseo
Najigo bamigo urin modu nalligo
Gosaeng gosaenghaeseo setinghan meori
Manggajimyeon eotteoni ireoke jeulgeounde
Hothan gasu hana chucheonhalge
(feat. Old Leroy & Nelson Brown)
[Old Leroy & Nelson Brown talking]
[Knoc-Turn'Al]
Do you have any idea what I'm about to do to the rap game
Ain't shit changed, I'ma do my thang
If you know hustle game don't stop
It ain't about fame, it ain't about glory
It's about niggaz grindin' on the block
Ain't shit changed, I'ma do my thang
If you know hustle game don't stop
It ain't about fame, it ain't about glory
It's about niggaz grindin' on the block
[Old Leroy talking]
[Knoc-Turn'Al]
I'd like to send a shout out to my homeboy Warren G
Nate Dogg, Dr.Dre, Snoop Dogg
LA Confidential is definetaly in the motherfuckin house
[Instrumental]
Es ist die Sache der wenigsten,
unabhängig zu sein.
Es ist ein Vorrecht der Starken.
Wer es versucht,
auch mit dem besten Rechte dazu,
aber ohne es zu müssen,
beweist damit,
daß er wahrscheinlich nicht nur stark,
sondern bis zur Ausgelassenheit verwegen ist.
Er begibt sich in ein Labyrinth,
er vertausendfältigt die Gefahren,
welche das Leben an sich schon mit sich bringt,
von denen es nicht die kleinste ist,
daß keiner mit Augen sieht,
wie und wo er sich verirrt, vereinsamt
und stückweise von irgendeinem Höhlenmenotaurus
des Gewissens zerrissen wird.
Gesetzt ein solcher geht zugrunde,
so geschieht es so ferne von Verständnis der Menschen,
daß sie es nicht fühlen und mitfühlen,
und er kann nicht mehr zurück.
Well my name's Roberto Flores
But my homeboys call me Lil' Rob
Well my name's Roberto Flores
But my homeboys call me Lil' Rob
I'll drop these lyrics on your mind
With this crazy unic style of mine
Now some may say I'm bad
And some may say I'm cool
Either way it's all okay
I do this just for you
Well my name's Roberto Flores
But my homeboys call me Lil' Rob
T-Bone
Gospelalphamegafunkyboogiediscomusic
Intro
T-Bone:
Nothing but that funky Gospel-dellic music. Bringing just that funky gospel music
Yes, welcome to Gospel Alpha Mega Funky Boogie Disco Music. All the way from the golden state of California, where we pop our collars, dippin' impalas, stack ‘em dolla's, and roll with bonefied balers and G's. And rhyme sayer's known to bring the hardest gangsters to their knees. So hop on the space ship as we travel through gospel galaxies and bring you that un-adulterated, never perpetrated, pure, uncut gospel funk-adellic music welcome to the beginning of eternal funk.
Uh, what's sizzling big baby
This is Mr. T-boogie-woogie-oogie originator of that gospel rap with a gangsta tweee-iiii-eee-iissst welcome to Gospel Alpha Mega Funky Boogie Disco Music we about to put some of that gospel flavor up in your ear hole ya'll aint never heard nothing like this before we gonna' show you how we rock on the west side a different style of gospel music maynge so stay tuned cause we gonna' do it different this time around ya'll ohh boy...
Gospel Alpha Mega
That Funky Gospel Music
Gospel Alpha Mega Funky Boogie Disco Music
Why must I feel like that, why must I put down a gat
Nothin' but the ghost in me...
Ohhh ohhh
Why must I feel like that, why must I put down a gat
Nothin' but the ghost in T...
Ohhh ohhh
(0:57)
(Instrumental)
(Feat. Push & Twigg Martin, Lucky Don & Hustle Hard Mouse)
Welcome to the mall
you have now been invited to step inside my world
the lames getting doubt it, killers get excited
the drama gets ignited, through blood shad and warm me
and my niggas been united
Welcome to he mall, got models in my arms
shooters in the trouble, cold money in my palms
Look and see the stars, tonight we are Gods,
scream and fuck the world, but I shall never cross my dogs
I am my brothers keeper until I beat the ripper
the mafia your arm sayin long enough that reach us
can't affiliate it, my goons demonstrating
yeah I finally got a reason for the dogs to celebrate
Free leans by that cold dog montag
lot of niggas talk killing name bout no murder,
get the blood the stars spilling trigger finger call up
gang size could owe, and I tell the whole world up
word I'm a young rapper rowser with expensive trousers,
out to public.for couple hundred thousand
what you have here sign fear, attitude this can't flig
'cause I could cash out two fifty in the back yeah
had rhyme boy as next game at the bar claim
court size seats off a blood, sweatin hard game
do what the mob say, for you be a.
catch you sleeping at war bounce as if you more bounce
Fuck as niggas talking all that money.the chat of my.
so when this bitch fuck niggas spit the path and yet
Brooklyn to the death, fire on the side of me,
niggas split the skinny nigga that's a fucking feel about me
patient doctor Martin on, whatever that you're calling me
I ball with you all give a face you say that's all of me
Cobbie, nigga say they know me,
I'm getting all this model pussy out here like I'm cutler
you nigga still beating to the phone like Naomi Campbell
rob shit, mob shit, fucking with the mob bitch
you cross stressing bitch niggas grandma my shit
It's lucky dom, wanting the mafia niggas
say my name and watch me pop me you nigga
I'm still I'm a lick em owk em a nigga
throw all my face down, oh seat down
I'm on my grind, look we .we found
we seat down and had the talk on it
promise my nigga every, the track I leave em choke on it
real shit I don't think hard talk on it
paranoia WIlly bastard come my own lawyer
get so close I got something nice and .for you
two twins name Chiqoya and Toya
lucky dawn I make em both bust off
at the same damn time, the mafia we the same damn kind
Yeah hustle hard mouths better all them bitches than heard of me
fedge tryin to indite, enemies wanna murder me
hundred thow in the duffle bag just for emergency
still got that thing I'm on bound come in the pergery
boy I'm on deep never turn shit down
hundred bottles so many sparkles, my burn shit down
call cowboy hundred bricks, make you drown
in the drown, my nigga swimming better find you a town
I'm all in flass in Panamara, portion, bossing
these niggas is dead without the cuffin,
we ain't never gonna let up, homie who gonna check us
the mafia bout blood, bout love, they gonna expect us
ANd that go
yeah it's the most unstoppable
the most unpredictable
Black Moe Welcome to my world
welcome to the mafia
but on that black flag baby time to ride on this
fuck boy, superfly for this
Head...sex-sexy, arms...sexy, super flat stomach ahh perfect, hips no no we need like hips hips.
There we go okay.
Umm ass...nope not big enough, ass...nope not big enough, ass...okay yep perfect k perfect looks good.
[Instrumental]
Über dem Feld der großen Schlacht, wo einst noch Blut und Eisen regierte, ward die Sonne verschlungen vom tiefen Grau einer eisigen Winternacht.
[P. Diddy speaking:]
To be or not to be that is the question,
Ball and G. that's the answer,
Living Legends, many are called
but few are chosen, you know their names,
legendes of the south,
8Ball fat boy, MJG, pimpin',
BadBoy nigga, show them whachu got!
Don't believe a word,
A word they say.
It's more than a T-shirt,
It's more than a tattoo,
It's more than a phase.
This is how I was raised.
You keep trying to market this feeling.
I heard what you said,
And no were not the same,
No were not the same.
You'll never be a part (of what we have),
You'll never sing a song (that we love),
You'll never get respect,
And you cant fool us
Cause we know what you are.
Dont believe a word,
instrumental
Young Rome
1st album
Im here now
Yo yea
Let me get at yall for a second
Yo I spit like no other
I let my flow smotha
Cities and burrows im thorough
Rich but im so gutta
Im so rookie you'd think I was satins advocate
Im bad bruh bad as JLo so call me Affleck
Sick of dis sickle cell anemia
Platinum status so I treat hoes like they the media
I keep em off me no replies or comments
And haters can go out the same way that saddam went
Cuz you cannot hide and you cannot run
And most of you niggas will die by the gun
Cuz rap is outta control
And everybody frontin like they heart is as cold as the North Pole
So this is why this LP was designed
To free your mind from you fakers
Be wrong if I cried
Talk about muttering locks in every soda crack rock
Young Rome says stop
Get yo mind right nigga
Im here now, im here now
I don't think yall niggas heard me
I can't be stopped at this point
Im here now and aint no stopping me
And aint no dropping me
Yo niggas im here now
Move out my way
It's my day today
Im here now
TUG aint no stopping me
Young Rome
It's either all or nothing baby
I play dis game to win
Not to lose
Welcome
To Young Rome's life
Let's get em
Tech fade me out
[Instrumental]
No weapons formed against me shall prosper,
And every tongue that shall rise against thee,
In judgement,
Thou shall condemn,
No instrument of war which is formed against you would be of any use,
And every tongue that says evil against you,
Will be judged false
Oooo Oooo
(We 'bout to get it poppin')
Oooo Oooo
(We 'bout to get it poppon')
Oooo Oooo
Now take it to the floor
I know you like it so tell
The DJ keep it rockin' like
Oooo Oooo
I know you heard of me
Interscope gave me the deal
Soon as they got word of me
Oooo Oooo
Baby please understand
Cant have U all up on me
I roll with some killers man
Oooo Oooo
Polow and Timbaland
I'm in the middle like Mody
They just my homies man
Oooo Oooo
I see her muggin me
She dont want no problems
I got a lil bit of thug in me
Oooo Oooo
(We 'bout to get it poppin')
Oooo Oooo
(We 'bout to get it poppin')
Oooo Oooo
Now take it to the floor
Move it dont stop it
Now tell the DJ keep rockin' it like
Oooo Oooo
ATL born and raised
Too many claim the A
And ain't really from the A
Oooo Oooo
Just sayin what I feel
Rep where U from not where U live
Baby keep it real
Oooo Oooo
You look like U new to this
Dont even have it cuz U dont know wat to do with this
(You's a rookie)
Oooo Oooo
Henny and Apple Juice
Thats what U give me
If U really tryin to get me loose
Oooo Oooo
Thank you for turnin me on
there are no lyrics to the intro "Now" on the CD Inbetween Now and Then
[Instrumental]
*The sound of rain falling and a devil like voice laughing*
A man is heard running and breathing fast
Scared Man: Damn! Wha...
The running gets faster, the man is breathing faster, and he sounds
terrified. The devil's laughing is getting much louder
There is the sound of things being knocked over as if the man is trying
to hide and everything is in his way
Scared Man: What you want man? What you want from me?
Devil: Your soul!
Music is my savior, when i was young, where I'm from people didn't get out, people just sat on the corners hustling for years,
no sense of hope, just an addiction to survive off other peoples addictions, so i made music mine, him right there, he ran the spot,
you couldn't make no money without seeing him, and them right there, well, they work for him,
you see a lot of faces just come through and just disappear , not because they move up, mostly because they either dead or in jail,
music saved my life, it kept me inside, it brought me home early, it kept me in the right place at the right time,
so i dedicate this album to music, music is my savior...LETS DO THIS!
Ever since my birth they thought i was cursed been through the worst but i found a road,
not knowing that eventually they would mention me as the next hot thing to blow, not only that,
I'm coming from a place where they literally expect mc's to pop, they say New York got buried in the game so i guess
I'm tha nigga to bring it back on top, yes sir this is the year no looking back lets make it clear,
I'm on the map, wanna know where the futures at? well your looking at him right here,
first place please slide to the rear as i make my way up, one-six-four to the bill boat,
in the end gotta make em pay up, now pay us, switch and owe us some familiar now you know us,
so on top of the chain see your ceilings is a flow us and we building even more now the futures looking pretty,
so in love with the game the futures looking pretty so in love with the game I'm about to build a city and call it hip hop,
ain't no stopping it its the brand new metropolis, we set the trends crystal started acting up now the world start poppin'
Almost cured of sadness
Almost cured
Almost
Almost cured of sadness mother fucker
Al almost cured
Almost
Almost cured of sadness mother fucker
Almost cured almost
Almost cured of sadness mother fucker
Almost cured
Almost
Y'all know who I am, right?
I go by the name of DJ Mustard AKA 'These Niggas Ain't
Got No Money'
I mean we did 'Just Re'd Up 1'
We gave you niggas somethin' to talk about
And now it's 'Just Re'd Up 2'
Who the nigga with the gauge in ya face?
It's Leatherface in the place, about to hit ya in ya bankroll!
All the niggaz that was poppin before started to rock it
We got this, now try to stop it if ya ain't hoes!
Wouldn't ya know, this the coldest flow, and have them feelin it all over the world
They see the Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone!
Me and my niggaz is thorough-bred and every time we pull up in the party we twirl in
Yeah, they be like, "look, look, there go them Bone Thug niggaz"
"I wonder if them niggaz is really some thug niggaz"
And then they start to drink and get a little buzz in em
And then they get to thinkin they can fuck with us niggaz
Now we don't need a lot of bodyguards when we roll
So, you know we packin heaters from the door
Fo-Fo, all I really need to guard my body
And plus I'm with some niggaz all kind of psychotic...
You niggaz is fucked, yeah! That's what ya gonna do?
When ya run up, ya done up, them busta niggaz fools
And we don't play, catch a feelin, bring it yo way!
We them thugs, niggaz really buzzed, nigga all day!
If we have to, yeah, think about the time
When a nigga disrespect mine, where I'm from, then I got to shoot!
St. Clair, yeah! Cleveland's right here!
Hustlin right here, them thugsta niggaz right here!
What, what? Them other niggaz play tenderous, and won't bust!
Not-not me no... no, not me no, I will, bust at will, I'll see ya
Comeback boy, for sayin what? And I'll spray ya, yes, I'll see ya, see ya
You should have never passed, stay in your place
Mind your bidness or end up needin a witness, yeahhhhhh....
Let me make this the last time, a nigga gotta say this
The original Bone Thugs, them niggaz ain't to play with
We get down for our damn thang, rank us among the greatest
And I'm sendin my shouts out, and fuck you to the haters
Who deny? In 1994 we switched the game up
With the homies with the rappin and the flow that always change up
Playin lames in the games, what a shame, had to hang up
They music careers, cause my clique brought the bangers
These niggaz wanna ride on a coat-tail
They stay on the dick, because we servin 'em so swell
I remember when motherfuckers called it bitin
They used to do that, cause these niggaz couldn't write it
All I'm tryna say is, give a nigga credit
If a nigga can't get it, then a nigga gettin deaded
It's all about respect, remember Layzie Bone said it
Better believe I'ma get mine, I'm dyin as a legend
I'm livin as a legend, if I want it I'ma get it
Nigga, hustle game tight, y'all can't fuck with it
This swagger is so strong, been doin it so long
And nigga it's so cold, with bidness!
We got the (Thugs) on the (Line), and the (Thugs) screamin (Mo!)
When we put it all together, thug niggaz gettin dough
Settin trends in this bitch, like we did it before
Step this way, lovers of the loathsome, as I lead you into my cave of lurking shadows and demonic deadlies.
"If you don't change your way to refusing to acknowledge the grace and the
mercy and the love of Jesus Christ That's what has already damned your
soul unless you decide to make a change in your eternal hellish
destination Either you think that by sharp catechism you somehow foam your
nose at god, you shake your fist in the face of the almighty I want you to
Thanks for loving me
Thanks for caring so
I know that you care for me so
How could I forget about
How can I forget about, forget about
I want to give my all so thank you Lord
Thank you Lord, oh
[Instrumental]
Be still.
What you see is not a time,
The sky will light before you,
You'll be lost and found again,
This is only good for you,
Don't try to understand, the colours in my hand,
Just close your eyes and I will guide you,
I'm an extra terrestrial,
Came up out the fucking dirt like a vegetable,
Find out what ma cerebellum for,
When I pin the boof and told montana press record,
Little Patrick didn't catch a little leprechaun,
(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ahh)
where my paracetomol,
i done took some pain then I turned it in to pleasure,
I beat rapper son of a batchelors now I'm the most eligible ,
Ha ha ha stupid motherfucker how you like that,
How do I go back to this when I've already tried that,
This is from my inner child, said he wants his life back
i done turn myself into a product with a price tag,
All these fuckin people only round me cos I'm doing well,
I'vel be living life like i got no regard for human health,
We done shed blood, sweat, tears and fought tooth and nail,
Tryin' to accomplish something more and just a fewer have fell,
And every other day, mommy call me just to ask me if I'm coping with the fame,
But every other night I'm spilling vodka on some chicken heads,
Doing shit I know would make her totally ashamed,
I am overly engaged,
Some who know me think l've changed,
Due to certain sudden circumstances we are socially estranged,
('stranged, 'stranged, 'stranged...)
Yeah,
I'm in tip-top shape called me fitness instructor T,
Super-mad-genetics in my genes, dungarees,
I can see these niggas through my gross and cutler piece
Its lonly at the top but u, can't fuckin beat the luxury,
Standing at a hundred feet, this is the Disc-Overy,
Tinie is the name, disturbing London is the company,
This is the Disc-Overy, everything infront of me,
I ain't even worried about anything, thats under me ,
Standing at a hundred feet, this is the Disc-Overy,
Tinie is the name, disturbing London is the company,
This is the Disc-Overy, the point of no recovery,
I don't give a fuck, I'm going in cover me!
What you see is not a time,
The sky will light before you,
You'll be lost and found again,
This is only good for you,
Don't try to understand, the colours in my hand
Just close your eyes and I will guide you,
O U T K A S T
Live from the center of the earth
Seven light-years below sea level we go
Welcome to Stankonia
The place from which all funky things come
Would you like to come?
Bounce baby
We're bouncing
Bounce
Bounce
We're bouncing
Two times bounce, bounce
We're bouncing
We bouncing
We're bouncing
Bounce
We bouncing baby
We're bouncing
Come on, bounce
We're bouncing
Bounce baby
Bounce
Bounce bounce
Hey baby
Bounce bounce
Let's bounce
Come on bounce
Everybody let's bounce
Let's bounce
We bouncing now
All that bouncing
Niggaz I need from the HL
We got bankhead right here, Southwest Atlanta too strong
[Instrumental]
Take the power
And enjoy the dance hour
You're now entering the world
Of today's technology
This is a special tribute
To all the party people
Around this planet
Welcome to the world of rhythm
Once upon a time
But not too long ago
There was a new liter of puppies
At a place called the dog pound
They were all very cute and adorable
As all puppies are
But in this liter there was one special puppy
This is in remembrance of our ancestors
Sam Cooke and
Marvin Gaye and
Donny Hathaway
And all that came before
You opened up a door
Cause of you
Back up on my shit, put it in reverse
Said its Kid Ink baby, put em in a hearse
Button up my shirt, watch me go to work
Take a hit from the swisher then I hit em with
rehearsed
Gettin paid everyday, 15th and the 1st
Gotta bitch so bad, man it couldn't get worse
Big fish like Moby
Swisher never boney
Realest nigga here, yall just phony
All black shades, got me lookin color blind
All them niggas broke girl, you can pay them no
nevermind
Since I came and took charge of the game I haven't been
declined
Bet it all, sweat it out
I'm all in
I'm all in
Bitch I'm all in
I'm all in
They say all work, no play
Bitch I have a house party everyday
Niggas couldn't see me with the coast guard
Come and watch me make it look good, postcard
Yea, I'm stimulated off the reefer
Blowin up fast like I'm playin minesweeper
Killin competition got me feeling like the reaper
Ballin like a mothafucka nigga don't you reach in
Cuz I, leave you at the foul line
Bitch its the Alumni
Grade A, certified
Heard of I?
Know its goin down like the birth rate
Tell em its a movement, bout to start a earthquake
Bitch I run the buildin
Run and duck for cover mothafucka
I'm just tryna get some like the drummer
It ain't nothin don't see nothin don't need nothin but
a a blunt
and I am good
Burnin up like firewood understood?
I'm all in
I'm all in
Bitch I'm all in
Verse
I know a man who understands
All of the problems that we've come against
He holds in His hands all of the powere
It will take to deliver us from all of them
He is the word of God
Wrapped Himself in flesh like ours
Healed the sick, saved the lost
Gave His life upon a cross
Chorus
His name is Jesus, Christ the Lord
The omnipotent Son of God
And He's able to deliver us from harm
Bridge
He delivered Daniel from the lion
And the Hebrew boys from the fire
Delivered Lazarus from the grave
So I know He can handle my cares
Chorus
Vamp
(tenors)
He'll deliver, He'll deliver
He'll deliver, He'll deliver, I know
(altos)
I know He will, He can do it
Yes I know He will, Jesus can do it
(sopranos)
I know He can do it
Yes I know that He's able to do it
Here we are in the motherfucking house
Sitting round here waiting on a dick eater
Not that I really need her
'cause we doing thangs
Crunk Ciiiitttttttyyyyyyyyy
Nigga What!
Independent 2k until infnity
J one, JT Money y'all
Disappeared in '96
Surfaced in Atlanta in 1999
Who Dat? Pimpin on Wax and shedded Blood, Sweat and Years
After Free World, getting capital was his main priority (Dat's right)
We still ickin niggas in they smelly asses (You don't know)
Rapid fire until all the studio pillars die
Crunk City Killer Commitee (Niggggggaaaa Whaaaaaattttt!)
Real Niggas run da yard so all y'all crawlers keep crawling and y'all ballers
Gazing at the fire, burning by the water
Before he speaks the world around us quiets.
With eyes as sharp as arrows and turning to the fire
He clears the air and cuts it with a feather.
Many in a circle slowly 'round the fire
When he is gone I want to know him better.
No one is forsaken, no one is a liar,
He plants the tree of life on our foreheads with water.
He hums, there are drums, four winds, rising suns,
We are singing and playing, I her him saying.
I remember breezes from winds inside your body
The Violent Femmes, they bring all their equipment on the bus. And you can't fuck with the Violent Femmes. You can not fuck with this band.
Wake up kids
It's half past the youth
Nothing really changing but the date
You a grand slammer
but you're no Babe Ruth
You gotta learn how to relate
I heard you swinging from the perly gate
I got all answers low and behold
You got the right key baby
Hey how you do
and if you don't already know about my partner
let me introduce you to the nappy headed crew
the coup boots e roc and pam the funkstress,
damn these motherfuckas jam
bopping in the ninety-four to slide
into 95
riding like so
and if you aint already know
act like i told you punk
this is the foundation of funk
but before i let them loose
My mic on, my mic on, oh oh oh my mic on.
Hey yall dont dont yah hate when
When people waste a perfect a a good beat on a intro?
I mean yah yah i i could of bought another beat for my intro
I i could of bought another beat for my intro
But but FUCK THAT
I went and spent my money on a trackboyz charm fo my chain,
I went and spent my money on Dub for my rig yo and
I went and spent my money a half of pound of that good
So with no further ado I would like to introduce myself
J-Kwon
And welcome to the Hood Hop album
Now we move on, we move on a bit in time. Not much, but a
little.
We are now in Paris at the end of the Second World War,
and the allies have come in and liberated Paris and
everyone is having a wonderful time.
It's full of Americans and English and Russians, and
everybody.
And there is a woman who during the war was a nurse, now
she's a prostitute.
I must admit I've always thought there is a connection
between these two.
They both take care of you really, don't they? And she's
plying her trade and cheering up all the soldiers in
Paris.
But there, there was a man she loved, really loved, who's
now dead in a far away grave somewhere.
And sometimes she can't help but think about him, and
then she, she starts to suffer.
And then she turns away and pulls herself together and
gets on with it.
Yea motherfucker we got big cat in this
Motherfucker la flare nigga Gucci Mane
The motherfuckin' gotto nigga it's a wrap
Then the whole industry we got
This shit in the fuckin' head lock
Yeah, Gucci we fuckin' this niggas up
Cat we doin' more than fuckin' this niggas up
We fuckin' this niggas hoes we got
More ice than this niggas we got mo money than this
Niggas we independent we making major
Niggas tuck they chain in ha ha ha
I love it make this fuck niggas
Tuck they chain in Gucci
You know how we do, baby
I want to tell you ahh
My nigga just bought me a Jacob
Right that bitch cost 'bout 60
Right that bitch got yellow blue in green stones in it
[Woman:]
This Is K. Foxx Reporting Live For WCCC,Just End.... A Hastion Frater
Has Just Been Ceased By The Miami Coast Guard With Over 60 Kilos
Hidden Below The Vessel Docked At The Port Of Miami If The Drugs Were
Not Conviscated The Cocaine Would've Made Drug Dealers Millions Of Dollars
This Is K. Foxx Reporting Live For WCCC.
-Hey son?
-Hey dad.
-Son, whos your favorite rapper and who's your favorite rap group?
-You are, cause you the real ice cream man and my favorite rap group is T.R.U. cause I'm true 2 da game.
-Aha, I'm true 2 da game too son. You did your homework? You got any studying to do?
-Yea dad. Studying this, just how to be a true playa. Wanta ask me some questions?
-Yea son. Let me see this. Oh they didn't have questions like this when I grew up son, but I guess whatever
it takes to make you be a man son. I'm all for it. Son, the first question is, if you rap about another
rapper on a record, what are you?
-You a sucka!
-Aha, you got that right son. Next question. If you hate another for being successful, what are you?
-You mean like, you rollin in Benzes, they be like P.H.ing you, the pigs be pulling you over cause you
be black and you be sittin on triple gold, like the niggas in the ghetto be hatin on you cause you made it out?
-Yea son, what is that, what you call that?
-Dad, that only be two words. PLAYA HATA.
-Huh, you got that right son. Look like you gonna past this test, but I got one more question for you. Son, if
any man depends on another man and can't think on his own, can't survive on his own, can't take good care of his
family, you know what I mean son. I mean, you were put in this world by yourself, you're supposed to depend on you
and nobody else. I mean son, when a man can't function on his own and put his problems on another man, son, what type
of man is that? What do you call that type of person?
-Dad, can I curse?
-Son, if you have to express yourself. Tell me, what type of man is that?
-That a punk ass bitch
-Hehehe, damn little P, you bout it, bout it, just like your daddy. Oh wait, one more question before I leave though.
What you wanna be when you grow up?
I'm on fire
like the tip of a blunt
cashing checks like you do
on the first of the month
sittin back
twistin up a fat sack
of that bomb weed
young brown and dangerous
aggressive & hungry
hi power is a motherfucking army
salute to the general
the one that's known as criminal
still on the billboards
coming with the sickest flows
still breaking pounds
on the motherfucking digital
they know the name
the heard about em
talk about em
I bring the music that
the cd stores sold out of
they know the movement so bad
they know the label
them young hispanics
they left the west coast disabled
it's hi-power till the day i die
fuck a record contract
they said this shit was a way of life
and i ain't talking about no papers
I'm talking about loyalty ese
with middle fingers to the haters
playa haters & investigators
stay the fuck up out of the way
running on that chevrolet
believe i let them balas spray
hands up in the air
like it was a robbery
still stacking
no matter the economy
We steady risen
still representin
toking a blunt
before i finish my sentence
these haters dissed in the past
but now they beg for forgiveness
some of us wished they would left
they see us begging and wishing
that i would spit a on that shit
maybe do a hook for em
no love for these busters
criminal straight ignores em
then i scape to the back
with a blunt of that dank
give a fuck what you think
steady risen in the blaze
in this west coat latin rap
steady risen let's toast
and bow to the label
that's known to represent most
haha now take a look at the shelves
how does it feel?
Then take a look at your sales
with your sorry ass music
and your sorry ass life
in your sorry ass clothes
fools crying on the mic
than they calling on my cell
tryin to cry on my shoulders
let it be known
you get no love from the soldiers
so save your call levas
and save your texts
and the fans will figure shit
so just save your breath
come step
than you're playing with death
i smash motherfuckers ese
so watch your step
And any motherfucking rider
roll over to this cat
on the way to benihanas
with the rhug & tec
growing up since a youngsta
yeah i knew them vets
and they schooled me right
so I do my best
I gotta be honest
I almost lost my motivation
cause the game is full of snakes
and the shit was getting tasteless
but the weak fell off
and the wackness was replaced
with the new motivation
so I throw it in they face
some new shit
only the strong survive
I proved it
and death before dishonor
came and left haters clueless
since i was a youngsta
I had love for this music
and now i thank god
that i have a chance to do this
travel around the world
make money for my new shit
fans going crazy
every time I drop a new hit
rappers rap & talk about ballin'
but i do this
blue & white diamonds
on my motherfucking new shit
catch me drinking pisto with my kids
at the dodger game
in this latin rap game
toss me in the hall of fame
I got love for my homies
no tolerance for lames
with a bad attitude
back the fuck up
with your wack ass low budget half ass
sorry ass little cracker jack trash
I take this shit to the bank
with my stacks
and tell the world don't trip
(Instrumental)
Once again coming for the game
Who can stop me now?
First and foremost, I'd like to apologize to the public
For allowing y'all to endure (Sosa)
All that watered-down, over-proofed thug shit (Sosa)
See when you in the inside looking out
It's hard to see the person on the outside looking in (Sosa)
Let me express myself
(Verse 1)
The first bars I've ever spitted I scarred the game
Since then all the jewels and the cars done changed
Had to circumcize the snakes, disregard their names
So when i spit now, I involve the pain
Convinced every religion that the God done came
To me, it's '88 and I'm as large as Kane
No need for spotlights, trying to dodge the fame
Already got lice so why try massage my brain
BBS's, clustered up carved in my chain
Freezing the same flesh, once i'm dead and desolve in flames
Honor the name, Sos' love drama the same
So all y'all claim to be realer niggaz, calmer than came
Hear this
I'm unemotional, my eyes is tearless
No regrets, my only threat is that I die careless
Catch me, fuck sales long as the streets accept me
It's respect before the money if I'm on correctly
Vet status
Crown Sos' the best at this
Holla, this hot shit be the next classic
Girl I really love you
you gonna love me
I know you gonna love me
Don't you know that the feelings are so real deep down
in our souls tonight
Ooh wee-last night I wrote a letter to you, I want you
to know
Don't you know that the feelings are are so real deep
down in our souls tonight
And you know
I really love you
Girl I really love you
You gonna love me
I know you gonna love me
Can I get a witness
We're gonna do it this time
Can't nobody
Ain't nobody
can't nobody sing like us
JoJoJo
sing it boy
Don't you know that the feelings are real so deep down
*helicopter flies overhead*
[cop] One of twenty, I'm behind the vehicle
And there goes the suspect, he saw us now
*police siren*
*chopper still flying around*
*chains rustling*
Coolio, c'mon man, hurry up!
*chopper makes another pass*
*somebody whistles*
*chains rustling*
*siren stops*
[cop] Back here
Police officer, come on out or I'ma send in the dog
Police officer, come on out or I'ma send in the dog
*whispered "fuck em"*
Front em, front em!!
[WC]
Yeahhhh, beeaaaa!!
Back up in the mutha-fucka
Crawlin up the letter to skanless
Givin it up, straight holdin my nuts
Dub-C nigga, still chanky as fuck
Fresh out, so fuck the world nigga
This is MAAD Circle to the fullest, everybody killa
Takin it back to the days of drum loops
And lyrical skills, before niggaz got record deals
The dope game, when beats was the product
And only those with mic control made a profit
Before the shady ass contracts and restrictions
When niggaz true to this ruled the underground connection
Back to the days of hardcore
So lock your doors, here comes the MAAD Circle
This is the intro
Why are you looking hard with a hood on and timberland boots
Staring at me for one hour -
- when you could walk up and shake my hand? WHY?
Why are you making those mean faces in your videos
With the fish lens effects? WHY?
Why do you walk in the clubs with 30 people around you
And stand in the corner, with big bodyguards for no reason? WHY?
Why do you pull up, in valet parking, with your benz, that is rented?
Fronting on a cellular phone that doesn't work WHY?
Why are you smirking up your face, making obnoxious facial scenes
Like I supposed to be scared (supposed to be scared) WHY?
Who are you? (who are you?)
I circle like sharks while y'all panic
I cruise the atlantic
Y'all think I'm spaced out
human from the earth planet
That's right tomorrow I plan to boo your shows in the apollo
You follow, in the crowd the audience is hollow
Never ending while I'm mind bending resending you the first verse
That you was worse, a drag queen with a purse
unrehearsed Don't try to reverse, harsh words send you to a nurse
Emergency with urgency, non-wrappable comics and
Half of y'all out there got me vomitin (bleh)
Turnin islamic and dominican, indian cambodian watchin nickelodeon tv
You see me lookin at me grabbin my pee-pee, y'all still sleepy
With hard faces tryin to look creepy?
You are the monsters of the original mr. softie, ice cream trucks
{*sung - background*} open your eyes, tell me why can't you see?
{*this line unclear*} why are you hating the player ? ? ? ? ? ?
Why can't you see that your fakin is weak?
Open your eyes, tell me why can't you see?
Why?
Your exaggeration perpetration levels are at exaggerating full speed
Why must I answer to you evil monsters?
{hey keith, we, are the official, haters
And you have sunken into the official hating zone
In which you witness the most salt shaking
Behind your back speaking
Record criticizing cock blocking
In the club costume jewelry wearing
Valet parked lexus renting
Undercover, star-struck
No game-having fake versace shirt wearing
Motel hell living
False muslim being, jungle fever having
Pork-eating demon people
Our purpose here on your planet is to bring you down
If you can evade this evil, you will be the man}
I can't believe
Only years ago
All I really wanted
Was to be with you, baby
I can't imagine how
To live my life without you
I'll do anything for you
'Cause I'm all turned out
I don't know what to do
I feel so down and out
I wish somebody tell me
Hurry up and tell me
What love is all about
Girl you're drivin' me crazy
Can't you see baby
You can't leave me alone
I'll do anything for you
You knew there's
Nothin' I would not do
I'll try to cross the
Seven seas to be
With you, baby
Just believe that
I can make your
Wishes come true
'Cause I'll do
Anything for you
'Cause I'm all turned out
I don't know what to do
I feel so down and out
I wish somebody tell me
Hurry up and tell me
What love is all about
Girl you're drivin' me crazy
Can't you see baby
You can't leave me alone
I'll do anything for you
So many times
I wonder
There's a limit
Through this all
Girl to me, to me
All that I
Know is that
When it comes to you
There are no
Limits
Wish somebody tell me
Wish somebody tell me
Oh girl, girl you're
Drivin' me crazy
Drivin' me crazy
Can't you see baby, ooh
Girl I'll do
Anything for you
Girl I'll do anything baby
Anything for you
'Cause I'm all turned out
I don't know what to do
I feel so down and out
I wish somebody tell me
Hurry up and tell me
What love is all about
Girl you're drivin' me crazy
Can't you see baby
You can't leave me alone
I'll do anything for you
I could be your pilot, so, come on aboard
And let me take you to another world, yeah
Just can't wait till I get to you to do all the things I know you like
Sit back and enjoy the ride
This is how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
That's how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
I don't need no other
I'm so in love I'm at the point of no return
Everyday you've shown me something new
I get so excited thinkin' of all the things that we can do
You're always on my mind, you're the one of a kind love, I
Come let me take you down to the sweetness
The love that is yours and mine
That's how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
That's how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
Let me taste your love in my way, I wanna do it all over
Until I hear a oh my, tell me if it's good to you baby
'Cause I wanna give you more, I'm willin' and able to explode
You're always on my mind, you're the one of a kind love, I
Come let me take you down to the sweetness
The love that is yours and mine, mine
That's how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
That's how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
Come let me take you down to the sweetness
The love that is yours and mine, mine
That's how we, that's how we, that's how we do it
One of a kind love, one of a kind love
That's how we, that's how we, that's how we do it
One of a kind love, one of a kind love
That's how we, that's how we, that's how we do it
One of a kind love, one of a kind love
That's how we, that's how we, that's how we do it
One of a kind love, one of a kind love
Why don't you love? Why don't you love? Why don't you love?
Why don't you love me the way that you used to?
Tell me your love has not disappeared
All that I have is a broken heart when your love isn't here, here, here
You and I have got to realize
That without lovin' a house is not a home
Lately, you've changed my life and it just ain't right
Though I love you I feel alone
Why don't you love me the way that you used to?
Tell me your love has not disappeared
All that I have is a broken heart when your love isn't here, here, here
I thought that we could live a fantasy
Nothin' but sunny days, baby, no pain
I've come to know for love to grow you gotta take some rain
That don't mean for our love to be true
You gotta change the way I'm lovin' you
Why don't you love me the way that you used to?
Tell me your love has not disappeared
All that I have is a broken heart when your love isn't here, here, here
Why don't you love? Why don't you love?
Why don't you love? Why don't you love?
Why don't you tell me? Why don't you love me?
Why don't you need me? Why don't you love me?
Tell me, tell me
Why don't you love me the way that you used to?
Tell me your love has not disappeared
All that I have is a broken heart when your love isn't here, here, here
Why don't you love me the way that you used to?
Why don't you love me the way that you used to?
Why don't you love me the way that you used to?
Tell me your love has not disappeared
All that I have is a broken heart when your love isn't here, here, here
Why don't you love?
Why don't you, why don't you love?
Why don't you, why don't you love?
Why don't you, why don't you love?
Why don't you, why don't you?
Why don't you love me the way that you used to?
Tell me your love has not disappeared
All that I have is a broken heart when your love isn't here, here, here
Why don't you love me the way that you used to?
Tell me your love has not disappeared
All that I have is a broken heart when your love isn't here, here, here
Why don't you love? Why don't you love?
Why don't you love? Why don't you love?
Why don't you love me the way that you used to?
Tell me your love has not disappeared
All that I have is a broken heart when your love isn't here, here, here
Why don't you love me? All that I have
Why don't you love me? All that I have is a broken heart
All that I have is a broken heart
[Chorus:]
(Let me) let me, come inside
(I'll keep you) I'll keep you satisfied, tonight
If you want me, if you need me
(Let me) turn down all the lights
(I'll make you) I'll make you feel alright, tonight
Come inside, come inside
[Verse 1:]
I'm thinking about you
The last time we made love,
And I fantasize,
So many things that I dream of
I wanna do with you baby
And tonight won't be the same
I wanna come inside I like to hear you call my name
[Bridge 1:]
(Slowly) I'll give it to you baby
(Only) if you promise me you'll let your mind run free
Grab a hold and love me totally
I wanna slip and slide dip and dive,
Do everything to make it alright tonight
Just let me come inside, oh baby
[Chorus:]
(Let me) let me, come inside
(I'll keep you) I'll keep you satisfied, tonight
If you want me, if you need me
(Let me) turn down all the lights
(I'll make you) I'll make you feel alright, tonight
Come inside, come inside
[Verse 2:]
Baby just imagine I can do anything you please
I can set your body on fire, or soothe your soul with ease
Just a kiss, I'll taste your sweet sweet lips
All of the passion I have inside of me
I know you won't forget
[Bridge 1:]
(Slowly) I'll give it to you baby
(Only) if you promise me you'll let your mind run free
Grab a hold and love me totally
I wanna slip and slide dip and dive,
Do everything to make it alright tonight
Just let me come inside, oh baby
[Chorus:]
(Let me) let me, come inside
(I'll keep you) I'll keep you satisfied, tonight
If you want me, if you need me
(Let me) turn down all the lights
(I'll make you) I'll make you feel alright, tonight
Come inside, come inside
[Bridge 2:]
Let me rub you down
(Let me caress you all over your body, baby)
Move in closer now
(Feel my inner rise)
Hold on tight and don't don't let go
Coming home together baby
Ehhhhhh... doooooo eey yeah... Love thang yeaaaah
We got a love thang
[Verse 1:]
Honey don't you know that I been waiting, everyday anticipating
For a woman just like you to come my
(Aay) I been searching the right and wrong til I'm so glad you came along
To end this loneliness I found
And it's good to have you around
[Hook:]
Cause you make me, so happy
I got to let you known that I'll never let you go
And you make me feel, so special
You're mine and mine alone
We got a love thang goin on
[Chorus:]
No doubt about it
We got good thang goin on
No doubt about it
We got a love thang
No doubt about it
We got a good thang goin on
No doubt about it
We got a love thang
[Verse 2:]
(Aay) ooh tell me girl
Anything that I must do
Cause there's no mountain too high
No valley low for me to
Keep you completely love you down so sweetly
Nothing but a love thang goin on
And the feelings oh so strong
[Hook:]
Cause you make me, so happy
I got to let you known that I'll never let you go
And you make me feel, so special
You're mine and mine alone
We got a love thang
A love thang goin on
[Chorus:]
No doubt about it
We got good thang goin on
No doubt about it
We got a love thang
No doubt about it
We got a good thang goin on
No doubt about it
We got a love thang
No doubt about it
We got a good thang goin on
No doubt about it
We got a love thang
No doubt about it
We got a good thang goin on
No doubt about it
We got a love thang
[Instrumentals: adlibs]
No doubt about it
We got a love thang
No doubt about it
We got a love thang
Baby, I wanna love you, love you
No other woman can give me joy
No other woman can love
Let me show you what I mean
Baby yeah
I wanna wrap you in my arms, I wanna hold you in my arms, I wanna make you feel alright, let me love you down tonight
Love thang, love thang yeah
Reaaal love
We got a love thang
Love thang, we got a love thang
Love thang yeah
Baby let me show you how I feel
Cause I know this love is real, I know this love is real
Whoaaa
We got a love thang
(Verse)
Shadow of an army
We never saw us end their prides
Two busy eyes in the clouds
Never gave a thought about you
I know why you can hang your head so low
When the lies are weighing you down
What are fighting for?
I need you to come out of the dark
(Verse)
Have anyone to break you out
Don't you know that your soul will be invincible?
Don't you know you can hear the incredible?
No way I'm gonna let you lose
(Interlude)
Just that says I'm all in now now
To me say two hands are hardly fights
Walks into the flames then talk tonight yea
(Bridge)
So get ready for war, man get ready for war
Put your battle suit on, this is chain and beyond
We can never be touched, ain't no stopping us
Just to aim it up in the stars that go
(Chorus)
I can feel the air in the hearts tonight
Oh it's tonight (in the hearts tonight)
(In the air)
We've been waiting for this chance and now it's ours tonight
Ours tonight, yea
(Bridge)
So get ready for war, man get ready for war
Put your battle suit on, this is chain and beyond
We can never be touched, ain't no stopping us
Just to aim it up in the stars that go
(Chorus)
(Baby, I'm ready)
I can feel the air in the hearts tonight
(You give us a fighting chance)
We've been waiting for this chance and now it's ours tonight
Ours tonight, yea
(Outro)
So get ready for war, be not afraid
Fall in line
So get ready for war
We gotta fight
So get ready for war
We gotta fight for our right to love
So get ready for war
We gotta fight oh
Just war now
So get ready for war
So get...
So get ready for war
So get ready for war
So get ready yea
So get ready for war
My name is Cool Calm Pete
And I live in America
Cool and Calm
I'm calm and cool
I'm cool and calm
I'm calm and cool
I live in a trusting, forceful, dynamic society and that is why I like to get away from (?) as often as possible
Pardon me sir, could you give us some assistance please?
Yea, glad to help
We're looking for a Dog Creek Road, and that would be near the town of Redwood
If I was going to Dog Creek Road, I sure as hell wouldn't start from here
But supposin' you had to?
Well then I'd swing around and go back the way you came, but this time turn right where the old Holland Shed Barn used to be, then about five miles before the road dead-ends, veer left, and follow the railroad tracks straight into a town called Beaver Mill. Or you could take the bridge at the fork of the road, and save yourself a heap of time
I wouldn't go that way if I were you
It's a topsy-turvy world and maybe the? of two people don't amount to a hill of beans
but this is our hill, and these are our beans
You still got that map?
Don't lose it. It might be the piece of evidence that gets me off a murder charge
Who you gonna kill?
The son of a bitch that drew that map
Well it's about time! Where the hell have you guys been?
Oh man. Did you hear that?
Nope I didn't hear that.
I'll have somebody's ass for this!
Perhaps you heard that
Nope
Your a day late, dammit! We had to sleep on the floor last night! Where the hell have you idiots been?
Or that?
Don't know what to say Colonel. We got lost.
Well
Somebody answer me!
We got lost
Lost? How could you get lost? I drew you a map!
Any sign of them?
Nope.
I think it's gonna be a sneak attack
Ok, that's more like it
*ant music* bonus track
well I'm standing here looking at you
what do I see?
I'm looking straight through
it's so sad
when you're young
to be told
you're having fun
so unplug the jukebox
and do us all a favour
that music's lost its taste
so try another flavour -
"antmusic"
well I'm standing here what do I see?
a big nothing
threatening me
it's so sad
when you're young
to be told
you're having fun
so unplug the jukebox
and do us all a favour
that music's lost its taste
so try another flavour -
"antmusic"
don't tread on an ant he's done nothing to you
there might come a day
when he's treading on you
don't tread on an ant you'll end up black and blue
you cut off his head
legs come looking for you
so unplug the jukebox
and do us all a favour
that music's lost its taste
I guess you wonder where I've been
I searched to find a love within
I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you and I can't let go
My friends wonder what is wrong with me
Well I'm in a daze from your love, you see
I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you and I can't let go
Some people go around the world for love
But they may never find what they dream of
What you won't do, do for love
You've tried everything but you don't give up
In my world only you make me do
For love what I would not do
My friends wonder what is wrong with me
Well I'm in a daze from your love, you see
I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you and I can't let go
But then I only want the best it's true
They can't believe the things I do for you
What you won't do, do for love
You've tried everything but you don't give up
In my world, only you make me do
For love what I would not do
Make me do for love what I would not do
Make me do for love what I would not do
Optimisum, about the faith of the people that have accepted of the mission of improbable, to become some particle, perged
by the discouage of suffering, anger, hate, religions and war, Its tought to explain, debate, or even explore, but I die
straight to the core,
And explosion of intrespect so quiet, he can definalty, yet he can breath into the sins lounges into the most rempered
thugg,
Tis a bull that has been thorugh the mudd with a point of the head of a heavy weight, from the cold detail of the hot
reality of the butcher trap. to the grand Negro's flights of fancy from the astract mind of a hip hop super nerd, as long as
the truth is heard,
The truth must be spoken, my youth has been smokin and drankin, drankin and smokin, a life like that may seem right, but
that aint what the seem like, we aint tight unless yall tight, might bless me and all types, the goal is for all growns to
be sat upon by ture Kings
All pretenders must fall into the phantoms of they own character fall, But as long as we attempt to tell ourselves, WE ARE
NOT FREE
All in once say it, Bubba K now, Here to doubt, Wheres today?
On the Grey Hound, sittin in the back on top close to 8 pounds,
Run for a inniocent town that I can shake down,
Passed the Mississip, I swim in the great lakes now,
Made it this far, but I still cant escape now, Law ran in,
Back in the A town, and all im worth is all that aint found,
My brother in Denver used to do a lil dirt, Maybe move with him,
I can do a lil work, Cant produce a walk, I do a lil smirk
Shop at Wal-Mart, I do shoes and a shirt, Tried to call mama,
She denied the call, She aint smoke the sh**, I provide for yall
Try to doze of with PM Tylenol, Jus move a lil piece, cant smile it off,
Yall aint free, Not yet free, Not yet free, Not yet free
Continue'n my voyage, In the Coldoraldo, Cant live life with my Doraldo,
This pill is hard for you to swallow, This pig sh** in which for you to wallow,
Im posted up here, atleast until tomorrow, Get a pund of Buffalo Nik's that U can swallow
Only thing im holdin is Pain, You can borrow, a whole pocket of change,
For your sorrow, Lotta Kat'z busted, but they cant find the hop,
That hustlin game gotta stop, On the open road, now is not the time to flock,
Hey how you do
and if you don't already know about my partner
let me introduce you to the nappy headed crew
the coup boots e roc and pam the funkstress,
damn these motherfuckas jam
bopping in the ninety-four to slide
into 95
riding like so
and if you aint already know
act like i told you punk
this is the foundation of funk
but before i let them loose
don't worry pass me some of that genocide and juice.
(This isn't a song)
Intro to Black Opal:
Black Opal is my band. So here's the members:
Me (Reah) (Red Monkey, Funky Munkey): Guitar and vocals
Joslin (Jozzi): Acoustic guitar and vocals
Intro
Listen to what i'm about' to say:
When Its been bout 6 months, 2 weeks, bout 7 days, that you haven't got a call from him or even had him come your way,
tell me what kind of a man just gets up and leaves both his wife and kids
that aint no real man, let me tell you thats no real man
hes not suppose to run and leave just be'cause things arent right,
he made a vow to you and saying he was down wit you
so now u come to me girl 'cause u know he's my best friend
but what am i suppose to do?
nothin i do is gonna make him change
you can count on me,
easy as 1 2 3,
u can count on me,
dont worry bout a thing,
u can count on me,
u know that im so so down for u shorty yea listen now:
now its been about a year and still he hasn't shown his face
he hasn't come around, he hasn't even seen his kids
and everyday she prays that one day he'll be coming soon
'cause they keep asking her, Mommy tell us where did daddy go
'cause he wasn't suppose to run and leave just be'cause things werent right,
he made a vow to you by saying he was down wit you
so now you've come to me girl 'cause u know hes my bestfriend,
but what am i suppose to do?
nothin i do is gonna make him change,
you did everything you could to trying to change his ways,
((you did everything you could))
you even tried to make it work
still he choose to walk away.((baby yeah))
you can count on me,
you can count on me,
you can count on me,
you know that im so so down for you shorty, yea listen now:
((i'm so down))
you can count on me,
((i'm so down for u baby))
you can count on me,
you can count on me,
you can count on me,
easy as 1 2 3,
you can count on me,
dont worry bout a thing,
you can count on me,
[Instrumental]
It was a soft gentle night
In the little town of, of, well, your town
The gentle breeze swept the streets
Creating that pleasant howl that these kind town folks
Have enjoyed for so many, many years
The wind chimes sent their peaceful melodies
Into the ears of the sleepy residents
But the unusual was approaching in the distance
Something evil was heading towards this small town
While the residents slept, something crept
Slithered and crawled its way through the quiet streets
Guided by the moon light
These frightening strangers set up tents and rides
Shows and games, there were savage jesters
And wicked ringmasters
There were horrid freak shows
And sights only the impending doom will witness
They brung with them the carnage
That they had lived with for eternity
The morning is a new day
The people of this town will unwillingly witness
The show of their lives, only rumored to exist
You will be the next to die helplessly
I wanna make sure each and everyone of you give it up for the Queen of Hip-hip and Soul, Miss Mary J. Blige!
In a world where country music is king.
The honky tonks are flourishing and dance floors are packed (what do you want from me)
And beer and alcohol sales are on the rise comes a story of one man, one band on a journey of epic proportions.
Ladies and gentlemen allow me to introduce you to Judge Jerrod and the hung jury.
Nobody does it better
(Sing it, baby)
Makes me feel sorry for the past
(I know they feel sorry too)
Nobody does it quite the way you do
Bobby, you're the best
(Thank you, baby, thank you)
(Yes, you are, yes, you are)
(I love you, baby)
Laid back
(Sing)
You know you are
(Baby, sing, yeah)
Oh, you know you are
(Baby, sing, yeah)
You the best, baby, you the best, baby
(Are you ready? You think they ready?)
(You think they ready, baby?)
Get 'em, baby
(Think they ready?)
Get 'em, baby, get'em, baby
Walk over H-Town where everything goes down
Walk over H-Town where everything goes down (Spoken: yeah)
Walk over H-Town where everything goes down
T-O-Y-A
Welcome to my world (oh)
I've been paintely waitin' for my time Now I'm ready to (oh, oh)
(Spoken: Way to go)
Spoken:
Love, life
Welcome to my world (oh, oh)
There's been some things on my mind
And I'm ready to let it go (oh-oh-oh oh)
Spoken:
So much to tell y'all
Heh, heh, heh
Ladies and gentlemen
I'd like to say welcome
To a new beginning...yeah
My name is Sharissa
Once again
I'd like to introduce
Myself to the world
I'm just a New York City girl
This album is dedicated
To all my family...all my friends
And all my fans...I know y'all been missing
Me and see I miss you too...so
We will be
Anything that we wanna be
When we grow up
'Cause we won't let you hold us down
Anything that we wanna be
(Spoken:)
A compelling or constraining influence,
such as a moral force on the mind or world, PRESSURE.
To be undecided or skeptical,
to tend to disbelieve and distrust, to regard as unlikely, that's DOUBT.
The condition of being insufficient or falling short,
decline in strength or effectiveness, FAILURE.
The instinct to run, to back away, or give up,
to need, want, reach, steal,
the feeling to always want more, and to take more,
the loss of breath at the sight of a car accident,
to drive by, never being able to feel satisfied,
Hello, is this on?
Nah, make it hot
Stop acting silly now
{Yeah, its the world famous DJ Clue Desert Storm
Fabolous, the album 'Street Dreams', I mean we all street dream
The sometime or another you know, fast cars, cash, women, livin' the life
Atención,
El disco que van a escuchar
Es la historia de eventos:
De horror, muerte, violación, satanismo y marranismo.
INTRO
I - Poem: Mistakes And Illusions
Negron
(Spoken:)
People who lose their souls,
They'll keep their sadly abused containers,
Are walking through with nothing.
Life in disguise is worthy of limbo and not to be shared.
No answers, no help are accepted in their funnel of fools.
I cannot give empathy when it's without a cause.
Help us find a cause on your behalf,
For all and peace of mind.
II - Peace Of Mind
Woods
All we need but it's so hard to find
Is some peace, peace of mind
All we need but it's so hard to find
Is some peace, peace of mind
When the fathers and the mothers fight all the time
Leave the sisters and the brothers no time to rhyme
To the left, to the right
So far apart
With so much to consider, no time for the heart
Time for the heart
All we need but it's so hard to find
All we need is Peace of mind
All we need but it's so hard to find
Kanye, can I talk to you for a minute?
Me and the other faculty members was wonderin could you do a lil som...
Somethin beautiful
Somethin that the kids is gon love when they hear it
Thas gon make them start jumpin up and down and sharin candy an' stuff
The H-Town, where everything goes down
T-O-Y-A welcome to my world, oooooooo,
I been patiently waiting
for my time now I'm ready to go, oooooooo
welcome to my world, oooooooo,
It's been some things on my mind and It's time
[Music: RodRIGO Gonzalez/Words: Sabina Classen]
Imprisoned in the mind's wall
of a sadness far away
Empty thoughts of darkness
fill the everlasting day
Exploding from the realm
into the structured life
The undulating feelings
of transformation of strife
This is my Disorder Of The Order
[Instrumental]
There are some nights I hold on to every note I ever wrote
Some nights, I say "fuck it all" and stare at the calendar
Waiting for catastrophes, imagine when they scare me
Into changing whatever it is I am changing into...
And you have every right to be scared.
Cos there are some nights I hold you close, pushing you to hold me
Or begging you to lock me up, never let me see the world
Some nights, I live in horror of people on the radio
Tea parties and Twitter, I've never been so bitter
And you, why you wanna stay?
Oh my God! Have you listened to me lately?
Lately, I've been going crazy...
And you, why you wanna stay?
Oh my God! Have you listened to me lately?
Lately, I've been fucking crazy...
There are some nights I wait for someone to save us
But I never look inward, try not to look upward
And some nights I pray a sign is gonna come to me
But usually, I'm just trying to get some sleep...
[Pusha T]
Playas we ain't the same, I'm into 'caine and guns
Show par with the fishes, make the face lift numb
Out in Panama in that amazing sun, I'm amazing, son
You niggas wonder where my grace is from
I speak with corrupted tongue
Recognized the underworld since I was young
Back in '84 when I saw Crocket & Tubbs as the law
These eyes got big when they televised that raw
My mama should've seen it comin'
Me runnin' up and down the stairs too quick
Hummin' Miami Vice theme music
Called the 'roin made me colder
I see the villains' impact, now that I'm older
Ignorant fool, views ignorant, too
Got a lot of money, keep militant tools
Wasn't present the session they handed out the rules
So I grab a tape and related to life's cruels
The meaning
Pusha T's more than the semen
Not just a rap name, more so like a damn shame
Nothing's changed, just the crimes is less heinous
The three of us know, yet the shooter remains nameless
And I don't even watch my back
I was raw before rap, and I ain't lost my past
Shit could get hairy, I could lose my-self in a flash
Niggas'll think I'm Jim Carrey how I off that "Mask"
[Malice]
I even went by the book at first
Until I realized 9 to 5 wouldn't quench my thirst, so I
Start my mission, leave my residence
Mama knew that I child like me had better sense
But something had to give, that's real I had to live
I chefed that soft white and pumped from her crib
Scouts honor started with my grandmama
Who distributed yay she had flown in from the Bahamas
Partner, please, I grinds, I hustle with ease
Can damn near eyeball any weight in my sleep
I don't entertain hate surrounding the street
If I was you, I'd be trynna get down with me
But no, see these niggas know too much
Meanwhile I rock jewels that look like my diamonds blush
Cats act as if rap fell in my lap
I've suffered heartbreak many times back to back
And still feel belittled sittin' here spittin' riddles
Amongst clown ass rappers who tend to give me the giggles
Let 'em take it however they wanna take it
I'm the reason your favorite MC's no longer your favorite
Hey, I one of the greats, I can't lie
I mean great to the point I'm concerned I might die
Make no mistake, Malice is who you tune to
It's all in the name, trust, I will wound you
(breathing in)
ya ya what up my niggas,
you know who it is,
its your nigga Styles,
Holiday, the Ghost Pinero,
I go by many names,
I am just glad to be doing this motherfucking album,
I am happy to be alive,
Its been awhile,
I got a lot of shit to say,
I just want everbody in this motherfucking world to hear me out,
real street nigger,
I am a badass motherfucker
[Verse]
I took a gamble with my own fate
So I can try to get some national exposure for my home state
I had a strategy and mapped it out
The backwards route: blow up, and take it back to underground
Six years, funned around, at it again
With local rap cats, backpacks, pads and pens
The whole time I'm devisin' a plan
Supply and demand, nine songs a day, dyin' to win
My rep's bigger 'cause I spoon-fed niggaz
Dumbed down my lyrics for two albums straight
I said I'd drop another CD, then I'll be straight
Allow me to make these statements, damn I should be proud to be
Hated on, that means niggaz is listenin'
Half these cats dis him, the other half is wit' him
They stand back, admire? I'ma shock them all
Almost, dropped the ball when my plan backfired
I was, supposed to blow so I could stack some loot
Go the mainstream route, then get back to my roots
Buy a house for my mama and an Acura too
But I happened to lose sight of why I started rappin' and
Who's the real Danny
Too surreal, can he
Boost his skill and
Reproduce the thrill, and be a
Shoe-in at the Grammys? I'm doin' this for my family
A lot of you don't, won't, or can't understand me
I'm revealin' my Plan B, the MC is back
But no matter what I spit on a track, it's still Danny
I'm feelin' antsy, I'm about to explode
The pressure's on, and I'm outta control
So now you know
[Outro: scratched by Danny]
[Nas] "We...we...we came a long way"
[Danny] "D. Swain"
[Redman] "The ill...the ill MC step in"
[De La Soul] "Once again"
[Angelika] "He got skill"
[Nas] "Wild golden child"
[Danny] "Can't...can't...can't...can't...you can't touch me"
I'd like to welcome you...
to - Utopian expierence
Of The Heart, Of The Soul & Of The Cross
I'd Like to say what's up to God...
I'd Like to say what's up to God...
[Dr. Trevis] Redman wake up. Wake up Redman wake up.
(ba-ga-goom-ba-gi) This is album three, can you hear me?
(ba-ga-goom-ba-gi) This is Dr. Trevis, can you hear me?
(BA-GA-GOOM-BA-GI) You must stay focused, you must focus your mind
(BA-GA-GOOM-BA-GI) --> repeats 14 times to various jungle/bird sounds
--> Redman continues to chant, explosions are heard
Sound of heavy machinery, something crashing
More explosions and/or things crashing
Sounds get louder and quicker, drowning out chant
Sound of ripping/machinery, lion roars
More crash sounds, lion roars, chanting heard again
Lion roars, crash, machinery
Yo what's up?
You've reached MH
Leave a message at the tone
Yo, yo, this Romeo and LDB boy
What's up Bat?
I guess this is where I get off
Yep, remember everything I told you
Got Your Song Book
Got them beats I gave you
Money
Cell Phone
Mmm Hmm
What's wrong
What if I don't make it
That's impossible
But what if
Fuck what and tell if to suck my dick
I taught you to well for that
Besides the money's already made and the foundation has already been laid
Now, remember the most important thing I taught ya
When it gets crazy out there with the money and the girls and the fame
What's that
Make sure you pinch it at the top before you roll it down
Got it
Questa volta prendo la mia vita e la reinvento
raccolgo quanto c'? da dire e lo metto a tempo
sul sample espressivo senza lacci a trattenerlo
nel descrivere una mente sempre in movimento
prendo l'opportunit? per scrivere libero
un libro da 4 minuti a capitolo
elimino la leggerezza perch? non mi limito
poi comprimo tutto dentro un supporto magnetico
so che avevi il tarlo di ascoltarlo
che per averlo eri disposto anche a rubarlo
che ti sembrava strano / ma adesso che ce l'hai in mano
passerai la notte in bianco a impararlo
? il mio sudore e saranno in pochi ad apprezzarlo
difatti nel mio mondo la semplicit? ? il messaggio
? il mio rumore e non puoi controllarlo
perci? vuoi schipparmi ma ti manca il coraggio
Questo ? il mio viaggio, sei con me
o contro di me ma preparati un bagaglio...
riempi il fagotto di perch?
My suitcase is packed with all your heartbeats
so i walk to their sound and head towards the sun
So my shadow will cover the tears on the ground
I'm moving away form the place where you took your last
breath
(The Paper Route "INTRO")
Mack 10 the nigga, He's a strait up motha fuckin G, Runnin through the hood up
to no good, flossing in his cheese(*repeat*)
Hey, anybody wanna hear something dirty?
Well ya know, You're gonna have to help me
You know that old building, next to the Indian burial grounds?
Well word has it
There's a chest buried underneath the floor boards under the stairway there
And inside it, there's all type of dirty history
Left behind by this crazy warrior
And people say if it was ever dug up
It would bring this guy back around
Then he would spread all these messages himself
So now that I've told you all
Do you still wanna hear something dirty?
Ok, follow me
Look, there's the stairway
Come on, hurry up, let's pull up these floor boards
Look, there it is, help me pull it up
Quick, give me something to break off this lock
Cool, now help me open it up
I love Jesus, He washed my sins away
And how He loves me
I love the Lord today, I love the Lord to, to pay
Intro
[Chapelle]
Our keynote speaker is about to come on and I just wanted to say a few words
about him and you all know who he is... Talib Kweli! Please, hold your applause
until the end. We are GLAD to come and hear you speak. We love it! Kweli
doesn't like me to talk about this but one time we were driving through the
Mississippi delta and there was a brotha runnin up the side of the road and he
didn't have any shoes on. He didn't have a shirt on and I started to drive
right by this man. Kweli said "Stop the car because that brotha might be in
trouble" and I stopped the car. Kweli said to the man he said "Brotha are you
ok do you need a ride somewhere?" and the man looked at Kweli and said
"Shhhhhh... I'm escapin!" and Kweli took him by the hand and said "My brotha
you didn't get the memo, we have been free for some time now" well I'm wisinen
up. Please welcome good friend, scholar, ghetto philosopher, three time Nobel
peace prize winner, first black man to pilot an aircraft, the nigga that made
up the Nike swoosh, the man that made Koolaid say "oh yeah!" Brooklyn's own...
[Instrumental]
[uncredited female rapper]
Food and liquor stores rest on every corner
From 45th and State to the last standin Henry Horner
J&J;'s, Harold's Chicken, good finger lickin
While they sin, gin, sin sin at Rothschild and Kenwood Liquors
The winos crooked stagger
meets the high stride of the youth searchin for the truth
They rebel and raise hell across alleyways and in classroom settings
They get, high off that drum bass and 20/20 rims
They rock braids, Air Force Ones and Timbs
They drink Hennessy, Hypnotiq and 40's
They call they women hoes, bust downs and shorties
They keep funeral homes in business and gunshot wards of hospitals full
Prisons packed, bubblin over in brown sugar
They keep empty, Westside lots crowded, hype's powdered
The well is running dry, the days of Malcolm and Martin have ended
Our hope has descended and off to the side
Waiting for the reinstallment of the revolution
Because we are dying at the cost of our own pollution
But God has another solution, that has evolved from the hood
I present one who turns, the Fiasco to good
[Lupe Fiasco]
A'uzu billahi min ash shaitani r rajimi
Bismi 'llahi 'r-rahmani 'r-rahim
Dedicated, to my grandmother
Peace! And much love to you
YEAH!! And it start
1st and, 15, proudly present
You know what it is
See.. I got this philosophy right
I think the world, and everything in it
Is made up of a mix, of two things
You got your good, y'know, and your bad
You got your food, and your liquor
That's right.. Chilly Chill!
You already know, it's a long time comin
I give you my.. I give you my heart
My soul, my mind my thoughts, my feelings
My experience, nuttin more, and nuttin less
Yes, FNF, uh-huh! So
With no further adieux...
{Yeah, its the world famous DJ Clue Desert Storm
Fabolous, the album 'Street Dreams', I mean we all street dream
The sometime or another you know, fast cars, cash, women, livin' the life
Ahhhh shit
Ya’ll know what time it is (What time is it)
It’s the return of the motha fuckin ying yang twins
And you know this is your boy Collipark
And we back on the fifth L.P.
We back in this biz baby, but this time we gonna do it a lil different
For the first half of the album we gonna do it for the die hard ying yang twins fans
The ones that been with us from day one
The second half of the album we gonna team up with my man Wyclef and my man Jerry Wonder
And do it a little different
Make it a little musical for ya'll
So what you can do right now is sit back, grab you some gack, some patron, fire you up a blunt
And all you ladies that like to shake ya ass
You already know its about to go down in this bitch
It’s the motha fuckin chemically imbalanced L.P.
So we free to do it like this
La légende raconte que sur les plateaux des highland naquirent trois jeunes gens.
L'un était petit, gros et fourbe.
Le deuxieme était plutôt de taille moyenne, avare et mesquin.
Le dernier, quant à lui, cachait sa laideur derrière de gigantesques oreilles.
En ces temps de disette et de misère, la vie était rude.
Banis par leur tribu et par l'underground, ils se réfugièrent dans une tanière sombre et malodorante.
Quant un jour, alors qu'ils étaient en chasse dans une forêt bétonnée, ils firent la connaissance d'un druide au rendement médiocre mais bénéfique sur le plan subjectif.
C'est alors qu'ils se mirent en quête du manal sacré qu'ils avaient dans leur poche.
Etait elle trouée?
{Yeah, its the world famous DJ Clue Desert Storm
Fabolous, the album 'Street Dreams', I mean we all street dream
The sometime or another you know, fast cars, cash, women, livin' the life
Last night I saw the fireworks
The kind of pain that never hurts
The one you hate to love is made for you
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon
During each cycle of life on this very planet
You have a begining, and you have an ending
As each cycle accurs
The souls living are forced to make a descision
They must choose to live life
Following either the stoic path of the depoutonous of worship,
that many believe that this will leads to an afterlife of eternal bliss.
Or they may choose to live life following the obuliant path, of heterminism and non belief.
Which many believe leads only to eternal damn nation.
In this day and age, the time of choice is strongly upon us.
A Lotus of the night.
A simple Dark Lotus has emerged from sacred soil.
From this unfolds the single truth.
Those who believe in the gospel of the Dark Carnival recognize this as a last warning.
The very next message brought before us will be the almight 6th jokers card.
For now, let us relish within......
Medecine Cake: les fabuleux biscuits magiques aux vertus bénéfiques du Dr. Tank
Where can you sail when the river's running dry
Where can you go when your carriage weighs a ton
What can you do when they finally find out
they finally find out
they finally find out the truth
What can you do when your face
Don't mach your name
Where can you go when your voice
Don't mach your face
What can you do when they finally find out
they finally find out
("We have a very advanced program, something very different")
("Hey if y'all wanna hear that shit let me hear some noise!")
[crowd cheering]
("What you know about the Subterraneous?")
("I don't hear none of y'all sayin")
("One, two, three, SCREAM!")
Sounds Of Nahshid Originate Good Rhymes And Music
(Hey if y'all wanna hear that shit let me hear some noise!)
Sounds Of Nahshid Originate Good Rhymes And Music
(Hey Lo, hey Lo, is that good enough for you?)
(Ey, hold on, hold on, hold on!)
[One.Be.Lo]
This apple's hard to the core, this ain't about metaphors
Given the spiritual war, we all a part of it
So much emotion inside, I spit with passion and pride
Feel the rhythms I ride? I put my heart in it (I put my soul in it)
Originality grace, my personality traits
nourish reality based, see how my world turns
Sets anybody in weeks, I practice first what I preach
Experience what I teach, you gotta live and learn
And for the hip-hop addicts, another Sub classic!
Sounds Of Nahshid Originate Good Rhymes And Music
(So one more time, make some noise!)
Sounds Of Nahshid Originate Good Rhymes And Music
[crowd cheering]
Sounds Of Nahshid Originate Good Rhymes And Music
Sounds Of Nahshid Originate Good Rhymes And Music!
[crowd yelling]
(Where the beat go?)
[One.Be.Lo]
Yo, it's time to open your ears, the wait is over it's here
I'm takin over this year, don't even try to stop it
Bangin beat through the chest, it's One.Be.Lo in effect
Ay what's crackin' baby it's your boy trey songz live & die-react with my home boy you who it is the untouchable
R&B; mixtape king DJ finesse whay's happening we was in the club last night popping bottles getting drunk fucking with a couple ladies
You know what it is baby but now I'm talking to you look trey day drop June 12th and look I'm gone give you a lil preview on how I'm feeling music
You know the rapping thing it might take to get use to but nicely so play with see what ya'll think about it finesse let's drop something freaky
Alright well look, here we go again
Shout out to my nigga DMX
You know when he was in a movie and he told Nas
You thought you can't eat puffs nigga
Yea, shout out to my nigga X cause this how I feel
Here we go again
Now you The Waka Flame 2 Half-Time Show
And nothing here when all this shit
Brick Squad Monolopoly and they doin fuckin tours
And they in Europe and nobody gives a fuck
Really like honestly
So once here I got phantom so
So what it's two of em? So?
Nobody gives a fuck and you fly private
So what?
No one cares!
I mean yea I drop mixtapes, I give away music for free
Flocka run around with his fuckin hair swingin all over the place
All the bitches, Flocka can you be my baby daddy?
Fuck all that! Ya'll bitches be buggin
That need to get at me like real shit
Like I don't understand all this
The Waka Flocka game
His shit went platinum and they crashed servers, who cares?
I don't give a fuck
Me and my niggas don't care
We don't like ya'll, we really don't like ya'll
So yea I got all the bitches, so?
So what? Nobody gives a fuck
So ya'll come down and download this shit
And everybody happy and I don't care
Real shit, fuck all that
DuFlocka Rant 2 and Luv Camarro and Half-Time Show
No one cares
Except for me, I pull you motherfuckers out
I swear to God
I know I gotta close it
I'm one of loose threads and I won't be Brick Squad everything
I'll be for it, gonna be for it, ain't gonna lie to ya'll
I'll be actin like I'm mad and shit
But when ya'll pull up I'll thinkin ya'll wouldn't even call
Do anything, I'd do anything
Play some other
I'll be on the tour bus, I'll serve the food
Whatever man, give me a chance
Ya'll could give me a little one, ya'll don't gotta give me a big one
Give me a little chance, I swear that I'm cool with that
What we gonna do right here is go back
Way back. Back into time
No baby
No baby
No baby
No, no, no
If you take your love away from me
I'll go crazy, I'll go insane
No baby
No baby
No baby
No, no, no
No baby
No baby
No baby
No, no, no
You've got your problems baby
And I've got mine
Let's just spend it all by putting it together, yeah
When you say you love me it don't mean a thing
If you care, you'll be there, like you used to be, yeah
I'm searching for the words to make you realize
That I really, really want you to stay, oh
Tears of frustration I hold inside
But if you walk away
You'll make this grown man cry
Don't leave
Don't leave me girl
Please stay with me tonight
Don't leave me girl
Please stay with me tonight
Forget my pride girl, I beg you
You're my heart, you're my soul
You've got so much control
My love runs deep within the ocean and sea
But if you sail away
You'll take a center piece of me
Don't leave
Don't leave me girl
Please stay with me tonight
Don't leave me girl
Please stay with me tonight
(No, Don't go)
Don't leave
Don't leave me girl
Please stay with me tonight
Don't leave me girl
Please stay with me tonight
Stay, stay, stay
Stay right here with me forever
Stay, stay, stay
Stay right here with me forever
If you take your love away from me
I'll go crazy, crazy, crazy, insane
If you take your love away from me
'Cause you make it feel
Make it feel like the first time feelin'
'Cause you make it feel like the first time
Like the first time, yeah
I never want to see you cry
Unless the tears are joy in your eyes
Like the first time we made love
And I said I love you
I never want to say good bye
You got to know my heart won't lie
The closer I get to you
I wanna have sex with you the whole night through
'Cause you give me all your lovin', baby
Girl, you're blowin' my mind
You don't need to hurry, relax, unwind
Give me all your lovin', baby
Girl, you're blowin' my mind
It feels like the first time
You make it feel like the first time
Feel like the first time
You make it feel like the first time
Feel like the first time
Can you come home with me tonight?
Can you do the thing you know I like?
Can you love me down from head to toe?
Wherever you lead me I will follow
Can you be sure to let me know?
I'm movin' too fast, I'm movin' too slow
I'm gonna give my very best
'Cause you deserve my all, nothing less
I know that you, give me all your lovin', baby
Girl you're blowin' my mind
You don't need to hurry, relax, unwind
Give me all your lovin', baby
Girl you're blowin' my mind
It feels like the first time
You make it feel like the first time
Feel like the first time
You make it feel like the first time
Feel like the first time
Give me all your love, give me all your love
Girl you're blowin' my mind just like that first night
Give me all your love
Give me all your love
Save you're time, do it right, don't need to hurry
Don't need to hurry, I'm going to give you my all
You make it, make it feel
Make it real, give me all your lovin'
Give me all your love, take your time
Do it right, you make it feel
(You make it, you make it feel like the first time)
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Funny how time flies
Funny how time flies when you're making love
Funny how time flies when you're making love
Funny how time flies when you're making love
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Saturday night, I feel alright heading to your place
Kiss your lips, fingertips slide down past my waist
Feel the heat, rising me just inside your door
Throw me down, back to the ground under and explore, yeah
You keep my mind on baby you know what to do
The way you slide down on me I get so into you
Girl your love is what I need and I don't want to be missin'
So do whatever you want to me tonight
And let the time keep on slippin', slippin'
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
You got me hypnotized, mesmerized
Inside your thighs, gonna take a ride
In and out, just let it flow and I don't want to let it go
I feel your body start to shiver ready to deliver
Can I get wet, can I get some baby oh, here she comes
You keep my mind on baby you know what to do
The way you slide down on me I get so into you
Girl your love is what I need and I don't want to be missin'
So do whatever you want to me tonight
And let the time keep on slippin', slippin'
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Funny how time flies, funny how time flies
Funny how time flies, funny how time flies
Funny how time flies when you're making love
Better get down, get down, get down, get down
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Funny how time flies when you're making love
It goes on and on, and on we just can't go wrong
Funny how time flies when you're making love
Hey, my name is Sarai
I got what you need in your life
If you're down with me, we gonna ride
No mistake, I am the original
Hey, my name is Sarai
I got what you need in your life
If you're down with me, we gonna ride
[female singer:]
Oooooooh, oooh-ahhhhh
Ahhh-huhhhh-huhhhhhhhh
Ahh-huh-hahhhhh!
Ooooh-hoooooo
Oooooooooh-ah
Ahh-hhh-hhhhhhh
[unknown synthesized voices:]
If you wanna ride out with some beats that knock
With that hog in your trunk beatin down the block
Get some brand new shit from Legit, that came yo' way
Yo' way ("here we go")
Wit yo' slappin up loud, we gon' get tacked out
And if you wanna get down, we handle beef by the pound
And if not, then nigga just kick back and parlay
Parlay ("here we go")
[B-Legit:]
B-Legit, Hemp Museum
Know about it bitch!
[repeat both to fade]
[female singer croons]
Aye yo whats good? Man, this ya guy Lyfe Jennings.
Once again, man, I just want to start off by sayin thank you.
To everybody who supported me.
Whether them buying the album or telling somebody else that I had something postive, something substantial to say.
I just wanted to point out that a lot of cats are
gonna be coming into the middle of the story on this album 2.
So if something seems out of context its probably because you don't have album one.
So if you don't have album one.
Go Get It.
And if you already got album number one.
Go Get It.
And if you already have album number one.
Go Get It again.
Yo who that
Me,it's Ja
Ja, Come in man
What up Ja, what's poppin
What up Uncle Ju Ju
You know Im five years old now right
Yeah I know man you gettin big tell me about it what's good
It's crazy man, you know my teacher had the nerve to ask me for your autograph
What, she asked for my autograph in the class
I had to tell her man im here to learn this aint the time or the place for that
you crazy man say word
word
you a trip lil nigga you know that, what you tell her after that
I said a dipset bitch
a a a, come on man you cant be doin it like that at five man, you got to get another decade with you at least
you know that you the only thing they talk about in my school
word
not cause you that nigga
but bacause im that nigga
you all i talk about
that's what's up that's what's up
some of the kids can hardly talk
yeah word
there fore you gotta make it happen
know what im talkin bout
yeah yeah i know what you talkin about nigga i know
word uncle Ju Ju
yo man come on man you gotta stop with that uncle Ju Ju shit man know what i mean
that's what i call you, that's what ima keep callin you and let everybody else call you Juelz aight
aight
other than that I just wanna tell you I love you
aww i love you too man
wo wo wo, dont be gettin all mushy on me man, it's time to do it big, now lets go
Now that I've got your attention
Im what the games been missing
What you about to witness is something that you haven't been witness'in
[Intro: Sean Price (Rock)]
Damn... you miss me? I miss you, too
I know it's been a while...
But I got plans for you...
But first thing I plan on doing...
Is fucking smacking your head off
You stupid bitch, fuck I look like
R&B; singer? Huh?
It's fucking gorilla rap right here, nigga
Heltah Skeltah, you punk bitch
(There these niggas go with that rugga retarded shit again
B-C-C, excuse me while I get my N.W.A. on for a song
Yeah! Magnum Force in this muthafucka!
Black Mafia for life
Down with some real niggaz for life! Ha hah
Aiyo, yo, Jamon, tell them niggas what we here for...
Well all rite ya'll, N.Y.C., Brownsville
East, New Rulers, all across the muthafucking U.S.A.
They know I walk through the valley of the real, nigga
I should fear no man and no muthafucking clan
Cause I done been through the mountain top
And I done see through the eyes of a real nigga
Hit me one time Alkatraz
Aiyo they make some of the coolest shit I done never heard!
Yeah BummyFlyJab, I must give it up
To the Boot Camp muthafucking gorillas
Some of the realest, the realest niggas you gone ever see
You understand? We fear no mob
Because you scared, man, you scared, man, you scared!
You don't understand, you making two words, you make 'em say
You scared, man, buck buck buck, keep Babylon on the run, shit
Bringing forth Heltah Skeltah!)
[Rock:]
You ask for it, who want beef? Well you got it!
It's poppin', we locking and loading, and, you drop it
Pop lock and drop it, them niggaz from the Grimeyville
Ain't nobody fighting fair, throw ya fucking mom down a flight of stairs
So let the D.I.R.T. doing begin
It's truly "DA BEGINNING OF DA END" for you and your mens
It's hot, we cooking "APE FOOD" up in "HELLZ KITCHEN"
Son ain't feeling your heat neither, can't you tell, we "TWINZ"
This ain't crunk, not hypthy, not snap
Not screw, not pop, not quite boom bap
It's rugga, "SMACK MUZIK", bang ya head music
Niggas with "WMD's" bang ya lead to it
Peep "THE ART OF DISRESPEKINAZATION", niggas be "SO DAMN TUFF"
But then they be snitching, "THAT'S INCREDIBLE" ain't it?
It's "INSANE", I see how niggas "RUCK N ROLL"
Don't flip hoes, that's bad luck, I split ya fucking dome
Everybody do a little bit of "D.I.R.T."
Dude just a hater, snatch you up ya little sister shirt
Give yo bitch ass lashes til ya back for my belt
Sometimes you can meet somebody
And it can change your life forever
Ya see, love if a mother fucker (echo)
Sometimes you can meet somebody
And they can just take your soul
Can you hear me
Can you feel me
Lets go
I new I had to have her
The moment I saw her
I new I had to have her
Lets go
And that's the way it is sometimes
Can't explain it, it's Gods work
Ay yo yo yoyo yoyoyoyo
Ay yo yo yoyo yoyoyoyo
Ay yo yo yo yo
Ay yo Missy
I just came out here a hour & twenty five minutes
on one of them Gilligan island shits of New York & Virginia
Word up!to visit your ass,and you playin' shit like this up in my ears.
What the fuck you think you doin' thinkin' I ain't gonna get on this
mutha fucka before I bounce.
Yo check this out,let me hit you with this real shit real quick Missy.
One shot baby just let me do my shit for a minute on your shit.
Check it out.
Ah hahahah!
I continue to disreguard all of ya'lls opinian
Ahah!Blast! your whole ass into oblivian,eheaha,makin' New York with
virgin-akins.
Eheh,this shit be baggin',eheh.
If you disagree,Uhah!,before I smoke this,& get a little drunk and a
little pissy,when I finish my music Ima make all ya'll mutha fuckas miss
me!
See who is he,that girl right there who is she?
It's Busta Ruhmes and Missy,niggaz when ya come around Missy don't act
like a fuckin' sissy.
No chicken headz allowed here,no time for the kissy kissy,and when they
askin' who is he?
I be Busta Ryhmes the pheneminal of get busy,strictly major
effected,ya'll niggaz know the drilly,we gettin' money togetha,trackin'
stacks and then countin' em
Ya'll niggaz stay tuned for the rest of my homegirl Missy's album
Word up!Flip Mode is the mutha fuckin' squad!
Busta Ryhmes commin' in right here with this quick lil' drop on ya.
Ah yo ya'll niggaz stay focussed!Keep ya eyes and ears on this
fulfillin' shit,Missy be numba one!
Blossumin',like beautiful flowers on ya'll mutha fuckas!
Stay Tuned.
[whispered] South Circle [x8]
Swervin at miznight I'm deadly
Holdin machetes for murder weapons don't look back nigga keep on steppin
Seventeen seconds from the slammer
But I'm badder than Montana droppin grammar like a sledgehammer
Deeper than submarines nigga take your last breath
Then catch hell like Lucifer when I be blastin Tecs
This ain't no freestyle it's real now
Stackin Penny's like Hardaway it's hard to play with the ill child
No smiles, strictly business as we hit the ave
Do a neighbor and No Limit did the aftermath
I mash, your field into half
Two crooks on the dash *it's all about the cash*
Crash courses with the sources of sin
No love for any woman, no love for any men
Adrenalin stimulates my suspicion
of good intention, cause these fools got ambition
Facin the fatal word, be on the lookout
You'll get took out, when me and Mike put out
dope, can't cope, we killin em
Now witness, the murderizm
Suddenly, I am in front of the lights
I can't unlove you (you, you, you, you)
He said, your amazing
She said, then why you waitin'?
(Be good, be good, be good, be good)
Show some positivity (zoom, zoom zoom)
Show me some positivity
We'll be together, come whatever
Not just staring at the stars
These are headstrong, crazy days
When your mind's made up and the music plays
[Talking]
What the fuck I was told 1998, 2001
On and on you know how I do it
It don't stop it don't stop
Look Look Look
[Soulja Slim]
Shit's real I'ma tell you this off tops
All my niggas from the Six Code got Glocks
We killers dog, hold sixty dog
On the reala dog, put yo head on the permanent pillow dog
Spit shit raw shit wash shit you want that get that
Get back my dogs bout War, smoke niggas like Humps
Smoke niggas like Gar you don't want to se us in that tinted car
Jumpin' out that bitch screamin' out Aw Aw
With K's n shit The Streets Made Me bitch
So don't ever try to play this shit
Like it's cool I'm a fuckin' fool on the low
Don't ever check a real nigga check a hoe
I'm tellin' ya they gone be smellin' ya
Under the Magnolia I'm a Soldier
[Chorus]
From what I was told again I'm a blow again
Fuck with these hoes again get exposed again
Mystikal Im'a try to duck and dodge the pin
Never goin' back to the hole they threw me in
From what I was told
2001 you know The Streets Made Me
Where will we sleep tonight
One Foot step forward and you are already there, believing
I believe the most beautiful thing in the world are it's people
It's a beauty you can see with closed eyes
We are our best Saviour
We are our best hope
I raise my hands
What it must be like to be a God, watching, seeing
I raise my hands
I raise my hands
What it must be like to be a God, saving caring
I raise my hands
I raise my hands
I believe the most beautiful thing in the world are
it's people
We are our best Saviour
We are our best hope
Tonight we will sleep under Beautiful Skies
I raise my hands
I raise my hands
To Touch
What it must be like To Save, to Care
Raise your Hands
Raise Your Hands
What it must be like to Save
Raise your Hands
Raise your Hands
instrumental
[Instrumental]
We turn to the street
the pavements our water. (sing)
Oh-no
The night is still young
and calling it old is so cruel
Advantage is gone
from our lover's faces turned stern.
Oh-no
But may the sunrise give us rest from our shaking.
Well we're burning bridges so early, early.
We're burning bridges so early, early.
We're burning bridges so early, early.
God devided the light from the darkness.
The light he called 'day'
and the drkness he called.... The Verbal Hologram!!
Ah ha ha
Ah yeah
Yo what's up?
Welcome to Mr. B's new demo
Buggin' out homes
This is our fourth demo ya'll
On the fourth of July
Ya'll know four times four equals sixteen tracks
Word
Divided by two
Which is half of four
Equals OU818
Ah shit
Yo Trey, where's the goddammed drum machine?
Ah damn, I left the muthafucker with Dunn
You dumb muthafucker, what the fuck are we going to do now?
Let me bust this Van Halen album one time.
Yo!
Cold chillin'
Eh homes... John Holmes?
Heard that muthafucker died of AIDS or something crazy like that man
Stupid
No way
Shit man, I heard he fucked fourteen thousand bitches man
Ah hype
Yo
That's fucked up
And how
You know the square root of fourteen million is
OU818
{Hey, man, this fool ain't pickin' up
You know who it is do what you do
Ha this is Michelle
Ey, yo Nelly what's up dog, they said the entertainer
Get at me man I been at a holiday
Man I been tryin' to call you 'bout three days
I'd called your cell phone, your pager, your voice mail
Over your mama's house
Your uncle Darell and I paged Kyjuan like three times ya'll
Get at me man I just want to holla' at you playa '
You know I'm out here in Cali
Just doin' it up, hangin' out here you know chillin' trying to
Do a little TV you know how I do it
Rollin' round here in a big body Benz wit two dollars worth of gas
Ha, who said it won't no future in your front?
Getting ready to put it down like that with that country grammer right
I heard about it, using them words like St. Louis. her therr
Put them two capitol R's and evr' thang ha I feel you on that right
I feel you so just get at me so I can do a lil somethin' for you
Flip a few thangs just call me back whatever
You can't get me, call over my Mama's house
They know how to page me
They'll page me to your number
Then I'll call you back or you could just page my cousin Keith
And he'll call my cousin lil' Darrell who got my real pager number
And then I'll you back on his cell phone
Whatever you do playa', do it St. Louis style put it
How y'all doin' out there?
I wanna welcome y'all back
Welcome some of y'all for the first time, huh? Killa
We did it again, y'all don't fuck wit us
Suck a dick man, aiyyo Jones, what's good?
Santana, Freaky, they gonna be mad this time, huh?
Aiyyo I got my man Kay Slay up in the house
Harlem, you know what it is, what's good?
You know how we get down, East side, El BARRIO
El Barrio up in this bitch, aiyyo Kay
This bitch blowing up my motherfuckin phone right now
Man, fuck' hold up, hol', yo man
Yo son
What's good?
I gotta tell you like my dog told me
When you meet a chick, you gotsta straight slap her
Slap her?
Yeah, when you first meet her, just slap her
Off the bat?
Off the bat, just backhand her
Why's that, though?
'Cause later on down the line
You ain't never gotsta to worry about
That chick telling you --
"Cam, you don't treat me the way you used to"
That's what I'm sayin' nigga
But see the thing is with me
I don't understand how a bitch can go out
Rain, sleet, snow, fuck, suck whoever
And then go give another nigga her fucking money
Knawmean?
Nah Cam, you gotta understand
That's cause ya game is tight
Oh, nah, not me Ka', I'm talking about another nigga
I know my game is tight, nigga, knowhaImean?
We getting ready set this shit the fuck off
Jones, where we at, huh? Harlem, harlem, harlem...
Yo, yo, I advise you to step son
For I fuck ya moms, make you my step son
Y'all be calling me daddy, cause
The "Rag Muffin" y'all soon say
Y'all fuck around with brother "Num-say"
Y'all gonna see doomsday
I'm a savage but colder
Now I rock karrots that I'm older
See this parrot on my shoulder?
He do the talking, I ain't concerned with words
Act up, and be returned to the birds
I return with them birds, any 28 grams
A bitch that I touch, pretty much turns to birds
I be in Miami, Bow-Ca-Baton, pokin' ya moms
Hauntin' ya aunt, all over the dawn
Using a dope then I'm gone back
Cobacabana, no joke I'm bananas
Cops come for dope it's a damper
I'm low in Atlanta, get hot, go to Savana
Rush the crib, go in the hampter
Don't follow me, "Stan-a"
If you do, I'm blowin' the hammer
That'll rip that vest apart, hit ya chest and heart
I ain't finished, that's just the start
You'll be calling for back up, praying for help
Fuck my life, I'm taking myself
All the achin' I felt
In my crib at night, praying for wealth
Bitches dissin "What's the problem ma? I ain't ballin?"
Now every ten minutes, hos prank callin'
Yo Cam, fuck all this rap shit, man
Ich bin der Neger in B-Tight, ich bin schwarz wie die Acht, schwarz wie der Humor und
schwarz wie die Nacht!
Schwarz wie der Tod, schwarz wie verkohlt, schwarz wie der Tag, an dem der Neger
Dich holt!
Ich reiß' B-Tight's Arsch auf und krempel ihn um, denn hier drin bin ich, ich war
viel zu lange stumm.
Jetzt sag' ich, was sein muß: Du bist nur ein Loch! Verkriech' Dich, wo Du willst,
der Neger kriegt Dich doch!
B-T-I-G-H-T! (Yeah, der Neger in)
B-T-I-G-H-T! (Es ist der Neger in...)
B-T-I-G-H-T! (Yeah, der Neger in...)
B-T-I-G-H-T! (Es ist immer der Neger in...)
B-T-I-G-H-T!
B-T-I-G-H-T!
...
[Instrumental]
Thurston: Is that you?
Is that you Susanne?
Flash once if it's you.
Lee: Give us a sign.
Thurston: Is that you?
Start blinkin'.
Is this the real light person?
I'd like to introduce Vic Bondi ladies & gentlemen... alright, quiet!
Dude: Okay, no one is more surprised to be here than me.
Uh.. direct from New York City.. Richard Kern and the Black
U're a trip and a half
I know those people say
They say U don't know how 2 love
But I want U anyway, baby, U're like a drug
I can't get enough cuz U
U'd be great in motion pictures, child
Cuz U really got me blind
U'd be the only one I wanna see
Only one that done it everytime
I'd do the do with U
U're like an ocean much 2 wide 2 cross
U are the cross that's much 2 deep 2 bear
U are the star much 2 far away
But I don't care, U're a trip and a half
[Instrumental]
Is it going? (Inhales weed!!)
This for Juggalos
Smoker's record
I hope ya'll like the stories
I got my boys here, we about to tell ya'll a story
*coughing* (Blam!! Hot wings...)
[Quote from American Psycho]
There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this there is no catharsis, my punishment continues to elude me and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself; no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.
Les prometemos que en este disco
no usaremos malas palabras.
Cabrón, cabrón, cabrón, cabrón
Cabrón, cabrón, cabrón, cabrón
cabrón, estofón, cabrón, estofón (x2)
Cabrón, cabrón, cabrón.
Puñeta, puñeta, puñeta, puñeta, puñeta
Cabrón, cabrón, cabrón, cabrón
La rica concha, rica chocha
Verga, verga, verga. (x3)
Verga, verga, ahhh
El residente está molesto.
que de lejitos, que no lo entienden
que no lo entienden, que no lo entienden
Chupame la verga, mamame las bolas (x2)
Al residente no lo entienden, al residente no lo entienden
Nada, nada, nada, nada, nada, nada
Ohh wee
My darlin
Can I make love to you tonight
Sweetheart
I will do you right
I can make you feel so good
weno pa empesá mi nombre e haze lo pajarito mi barrio er bola una d mi cansiones
haze cronica dl barrio 2 joe no savia q iba a tener tanto esito muxa grasia por
vuestro reconosimiento !grasiapero x dio dejarme come no pirateei mi
umilde maqueta q solo vale 3 euro
donde s ecuxa mi rap aver en donde en palmete padre pio la doctora ole aiiiiiii
donde eta mi rap sonando roxelanbert gasia lorca las aguilas toma!
donde suena ese jase ijo d puta en sueminencia en el zerro en el trebol ya ve
y aora donde ta sonando poligono nort san pablo pinomontano ajaa
dnd rompen mis graves potentes?en tu krro dale vo e o no?
mi rap es nº 1,sentros penitensiarios,en corresionale libertaa
donde ta partiendo en montequinto los merrys la oliva ji ome
tambien suena en plan rural en dos hermana gines bormujo san jose y lo palacio
lo coxes mas potente en las 3000 en la 800 en falconde q aje
en la plaza platanero ahi!en TORREBLANCA si si
y mi rap donde s ecuxa en madre d dio santaurelia aiii....su webo
donde silva lo etribillo lo pajarito aii suurmano
donde nacio este rapero las candelaria,la reina y en to lo keli q tumban y
eiralafuente esos pisos nuevos uno a uno y donde se tararean loetribillo
en to lo barrio obreros luchando por vivir cronica d barrio 2003 segunda parte q s arruine el prada mi rap suena en tu carro dale voz coño
sube el volumen surmano haze y ten cuidao con lo q haze
(ese haze ese haze hé hé)
Forgotten in his reich from shadows-
Banned forever, one thought-
The Lord of evil was given name and place
Of the seventh sea, shelter of the seventh key
Who was betraying us? I guess you know
There would be more than one name to name
Now he, whose name is many, searches for the one...
The one strong enough to survive as his terrestial hand
enticement and promise will crown a king-
A puppet on a string- for a 1000 years,
...so they sing...
~ Random TV Noises ~
Let's start off with New York rapper Joell Ortiz.
He uhh, dropped an album on Koch then he was signed to
Dr. Dre's Aftermath.
I remember him! And he came up here?
Yup!
He's the one that was drinkin the 40 in the video.
Right, well he's not signed to Dr. Dre anymore.
Looks like he was released from uhh, Aftermath.
That was short.
He never even got a chance to put out a single.
That was very short-lived, what happened?
[Joell Ortiz]
I don't know, shit, you tell me
All I did was made it a title of my new LP (Free
Agent!)
I still got the streets in a frenzy
Still got that 40, but it's underneath the seat in my
Chevy
I hop on any beat and I empty
When I'm squeezin my pen be sendin shots, e'rywhere
like Dikembe
Rappers that you praise go out their way to befriend me
The rest stay out my way and probably pray they can end
But let me make this so clear
My career's on a treadmill, I'm runnin this shit and
ain't goin nowhere
Rockin on the scene with my team, all with no fears
(Slaughter!)
'Til my pockets green like what's in between my nose
hairs (ew!)
Nothin but flow here (look)
Like Puerto Rico when it's snowin in New York (what) oh
yeah I go there
I'm fueled by the energy my foes share
I won't tap out, y'all assed out like the old Cher
Between me and you, rap dudes is so scared
I'm still in the hood with cashews and a cold beer
So not an industry nigga
Add 20 years and a beard to my elementary picture
(Ortiz)
Same kid, same hunger, same drive
And I tip my hat to those that tried
But {"It's not the same"} - ever felt like you gotta do
it? (man)
Well multiply that by a trillion, that's the YAOWA
movement (ay!)
The reason that I get stupid and dumb when the track is
movin
In order for God to find me, guess I had to lose it
I'm gone, flow strong but I still add subtractors to it
Imagine the dude you hear now, with a vast improvement
I'm harder than a blind man tryin to reconfigure a
plastic Rubik
smeared in the nuclear reactor fluid
I parallel park grind, put my back into it
Know some Heathcliffs with spliffs, bunch of cats that
blew it (damn!)
Failure? No, not me
That ain't gon' cut it, on my three
Look at sunshine through your cloudy doubt
[Instrumental]
[Musica e testi: Eddy Antonini]
[The divine speaker:]
Many years ago, black clouds arose above the earth...
No one could understand what was really happening!
Lakes and seas became ice,
mountains were struck by the strongest wind we've never seen.
Even the air around us seemed to desappear.
Only a brave man held the thruth and the strength to fight
all the creatures who threatened our planet...
And he knew that the mankind destiny was depending on him!
You let me fall and slip away
You bring me down to my knees
You let me fall thinking I’d be done and gone
Now it’s your turn to crawl
Take my place and die alone
Wish you’d let me go and find my way
Can’t help myself but drown in this pain
You watch me fall thinking I’d be done and gone
Now it’s your turn to crawl
Take my place and die alone
Wish you’d let me go and find my way
Can’t help myself but drown in this pain
You watch me fall thinking I’d be done and gone
Now it’s your turn to crawl
If the world hates you keep in mind that it hated me
first.
Remember the words that I spoke to you:
'No servant is greater
his master.
If I had not come and spoken to them they would not be
guilty of sin
Can you hear me out there?
can you hear me?
can you hear me out there?
can you hear me?
cause if you can hear me out there
check this one out
this is the big one
this is the one we've all been waiting for
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
I know (I know)
These niggas don't want to see me ball.
These niggas wanna see me fall.
Motherfucker I know (I know)
These niggas are trying to give me hell.
These niggas want me to fail.
Motherfucker I know (I know)
These niggas dont want to see me write.
Wanna see me live my life.
Yeah Shawty I know (I know) [2x]
Motherfucker I know
[Spoken]
I know ya'll niggas didn't want to see me motherfucking make it nigga.
But it's too late nigga. Hahah, you can't stop me now nigga.
I'm going straight to the top on you motherfuckers. Feel me.
[Verse 1]
Downtown hustling weed and cd's
They knew that i could rap
They wasnt fucking with me (I know)
Deep in they heart,
they knew they couldn't hold me
God had a plan for little Z-O-E
Shawty wish she woulda gave me her number
I was broke back then,
now a nigga doing numbers.
Same clothes everyday sleeping on the carpet.
Now im sean johned down on the red carpet.
Hahaha They knew that I was down bad
They say fuck em dont even front that boy a 50 sack
When I was fucked you didnt feel bad
The block cut me a check I heard you looking bad.
[Chorus]
[Spoken]
You motherfuckers are like crabs in a bucket man.
All ya'll niggas do is just sit back and do nothing.
Talk about it forever, do something nigga buy a crib or something nigga.
[Verse 2]
I wake up early
and stay up late
I cant stop, I wont stop
Shorty its too late
When I was young we shot ball into milk crates
Now we full court press on my own estate.
We used to steal from when dissing when nothing to eat.
Now you can catch me and my hand in these smell meats.
I'm still in the hood, white tee, white ones,
and the chevy strapped up like its fat like big buns.
My phone going ham, niggas leaving stupid messages.
But I aint mad cuz the lord keep blessing this.
He kept my mind right, took me through the storm
His soul clear patches nobody lay harm.
[Chorus]
[Spoken]
Quit your jibbity jabbing man and quit the fucking bullshit.
Nigga im trying to do something, I'm doing songs and shit nigga do something.
Grab a nigga hand, nigga help a nigga. Stop talking that shit.
Sit around waiting on somebody to get you something.
Nigga I'm trying to do something help me write a song or something nigga.
Im trying to make it on Oprah show too. Im trying to do it big im trying to be the nations best.
I'm trying to get money like Bloc. Ya'll niggas stop hating on me man.
You motherfuckers didnt want to help me in the beginning man.
Fuck you nigga, with sugar on top bitch. Ya feel me?
Fuck you nigga's man. Hold up I aint motherfucking finished I got some more shit to say.
Ya feel me? Didnt nobody want motherfucking help me man.
Ya feel me? Till that nigga Bloc gave me a chance nigga.
Now you motherfucking niggas out there trying to feel the raft nigga.
Ya feel me? I appreciate that meal Bloc baby I appreciate dat man.
My family going love dat man. Tell dem niggas im ready.
I know nigga I know ya'll didnt want to see this baby.
Black entertainment motherfucker.
Pitch black was a nite a black as could be
Pick it up went bam bam blim blim
Shut up....I said shut up!
The dead lay all around me We all together lay
You goan have ta keep that pretty little mouth quiet
Oh lord...Trouble done started
I said shut up bitch!
If you dont shut up Ill bleed you rite here
I will not forgive you! None of you will be forgiven!! All of you shall feel his wrath!!
Shut up!
The dead lay all around me We all together lay
All of you shall feel his wrath!!
Language is on fire that are launched, start here
The warning of the word goes out to all the
Above all the below and all who have been cast aside
For everyone who is re-energized, criticized or disguised
From the roof of the powerhouses
To the ground floor of your soul
To all who can fathom a subsidiary atmosphere
And to all who can listen to the sound of cyber fear
Chim Chim's Badass Revenge...
Equals the imaginative mind that enables us
To resist the strategies of containment brought on to us
By political thunder whores from on high
It's the coming of the digital freak swing Vs. ape kills master
If you try you will catch on...
Inhospitable cellular chain gangs
And the slaves speak of consumerism
And in the monsters of plastic that await
Behind the hidden corners of the new hype
The surrender of our dignities
And the disintegrate of the Wamo Frisbee
Within us all of the side effects of the emerging techno psychology
The push button landscape of the coming millennia
And it intellectual discriminations can't be avoided
They can only be down graded repudiated
And Afthroplacentrically renovated
The history distorting legislative heartbeat of the coming century
Aligns itself with weakness and over indulgence
Chim Chim's Badass Revenge
Suggests that you structure your acceptance of the frequencies
According to hope and man and a kick ass outlook
If you try you will catch on
The reinvention accelerates from this point
For it is with these words and the spirit of
Chim Chim's Badass theory of religiosity that we bring
you the only antidote that humanity will ever know
"Yo...
Desde el principio...
Ustedes nos han visto superarnos...
Año tras año...
En un genero...
Que comenzo en nuestras marquesinas...
Desde San Juan, Bayamon, Carolina...
Hemos recorrido la isla entera...
Entregandonos en voz y alma...
Entregandole nuestras vidas...
Y hoy van a ser los testigos...
De nuestra nueva manera de darnos a respetar...
Sin necesidad de tirarle a alguien...
Sin necesidad de masacrar para triunfar...
Triunfando solo por nuestro talento...
Triunfando con el solo hecho de cantar...
Y no tan solo eso...
Si no que triunfando, haciendolo...
Fuera de serie..."
("Fuera De Serie", papi!)
Ya yo no vendo crack, yo vendo rap
Y reggaeton pal barrio, y pal pueblo
Mi musica la apoya la gente del mundo entero
Los quiero, ustedes me han puesto entre los primeros
Los quiero, mi amor de calle es amor sincero
La turbulencia no me hizo daño
Vengo mas fuerte pa' mis enemigos en este año
Fanatico, a ti te dedico el exito
Lito y Pola', sigo matando sin usar pistola
Me haz visto crecer
Me haz visto reir
Me haz visto luchar
Me haz visto perder
Me haz visto ganar
Y sigues fiel a mi trayectoria
Yeah, gracias a Dios por darme albergue
Gracias a ustedes por convertirme en fuera de serie
"Fuera De Serie", papi
Guardamos las pistolas
Sacamos libreta y lapiz
Muchos raperos quieren tirarnos a nosotros dos
Si se prestaron, matarlos es facil
Tiraera, ruñidera
Como tu quieres
El rap nunca te va a salir a mi manera
Esta es la rima y el flow que no tienes tu
Esta es la pista que no le sale a los...
Siente el "boom"
Motores hacen "vroom"
El cocorote de la escuela volvio al classroom
Salte tu, pal carajo con tu lentitud
Hablan de lampara, y la de ellos se quedo sin luz
No cambien de actitud si no es que no quieren
Por si mi actitud ya veran que se mueren
Cuando se queden pelao' en la calle
O enlistes pegue
[Rafy Pina]
(Porque los matamos fuera de serie!)
(Ahh!)
(Lito y Polaco!)
(Jajajaja...)
(Los leones los solte a la calle!)
(DJ Dicky!)
(Diles que esto es Pina Records!)
(Jajajaja...)
[Intro:]
Yeah, Sometimes you make those steps
And you never go back
God, I could never let him out the game, Cmon
Six years nigga, Cause I'm a soldier!
[Verse:]
I cry out from the heinous slum
In the bowels where the pain is from, Demons sound like
nightowls in my cranium
And yeah it begins wit light showers then the rain'll come
And when it does, I hope the pain'll numb, And I just might forget
where I came in from
And it's likely that I might be slightly sick, But can ya blame ya son?
Dreams get slain here young, Wit the sex, Alcohol, Guns, White,
And meth
It's like we inviting death, Last night nigga, I ain't slept
I scream for ya christ and wept
Cause without ya, God, I flip out in violence, Every breath I breathe
is a lifeless breath
I grieve for ya children despite the press they deceiving the
millions that riders left
Because there ain't enough righteous left
Swing gats and they liars when decisive step, Never know what
you roll til the dice is set
Life's real when all you got is all you got and all you got dawg, You
had to fight to get
So tell em to get the caskets open and the safety's off all .9's
If they want to take us in our prime
What is it gonna take just to make it through y'all mind
That you have now awakened the greatest of all time
C'mon
[Outro:]
Yeah, We back at it again, Homie
G'n up, Chuck soldier, Mama told ya
When you laugh, The whole world laughs wit ya
And when you cry nigga, We cry along also
[Havoc]
Sometimes I wish I had three different faces
I'm going to court for three cases in three places
One in Queens Manhattan one in Brooklyn
The way things is looking I'ma see central bookings
Facing 3, 3 to 9 is mad time
After reconcurrence for assault 2-9
I gotta maintain 'cause stress on the brain
Can lead to a motherfuckin suicide thang
And plus my probation, a ill violation
How the fuck did I get in this tight situation?
I'm going all out you know moves I never fake
And fuck the jake, they can catch me at my wake
And if I did burn a bag of blade
Put the light in the air sometimes I just don't care
[Prodigy]
Son I got plans, power movements, get on some rude shit
I keep livin like this, I might lose it
My man is coming home from doing long ass bids
What up Kiko? I ain't seen your ass since we was kids
It's all strange; my niggas locked down thinkin long range
And see their names in the Daily News third page
They sent a kite to my nigga Killa
It only took one sword to put seven holes in his squealer
A 3 to 9 spending most of his time inside the bin
The year is 1997 and we's about to drop a batch of tracks to make your head bob
And your system bump, bump. coming out your blind side(ha ha ha) it's the az
Side giving love to the 6-0-duce, it's lil' mischief, the s-l-y aka double a
Ron, mr ziggy, dos, l-dogg, bookie loc, dj 2-swift, and mc magic, better known
heeeyy turn that shit off.
i said turn that fucking shit off.
i can believe people lisen to the scarpits.
ha don't you get about now,it's simple to addict this to
this addict to the music ,the beats,the people.
it's make me stonger ,t heples to foget all my problems.
this is what i wannabe,and this is what i wanna do 24/7
so now you know
[Instrumental]
Intro y dice asi...
Que se preparen que la vo'a tirar.
Corran pa tras que me toca batear.
Del corazon me la voy sacar.
Y a medio mundo desenmascarar.
Voy a contarles cual es mi dolor.
Voy a decir lo mio sin temor
Ya que este mundo esta mucho peor
Yo no mas ofresco pa sembrar amor
Voy a seguir peleando hasta morir
Por que yo se lo que es sobrevivir
Mi opinion la voy hacer sentir
Contra cualquiera voy a debatir
A los que estan escuchando en la calle
En la montaña tambien en el valle
Metele bocina pai hasta que estalle
Y al que no aporte nada que se calle y te digo oh...
[x3:]
Abranme paso que, oh
Abranme paso que, oh
Abranme paso que, oh
Abranme paso que, oh oh oh oh.
Que no se me aguape ninguno... (Oh)
Aqui esta la bomba del siglo ventiuno. .(Oh)
El amansa guapo pa meterle bien duro... (Oh)
Intro
She was just a child
when she fall in love
and he was everything
that she'd been dreaming of
she was proud to be the princess
of a brave matador
cause she knew that it was her
that he was always fighting for.
She brings him spanish roses
cause she can still remember
all of the spnish roses
her lover gave to her.
Torero te quiero.
Torero te quiero.
And now he's just a dream
that she used to love
cause deep inside her heart
she's hold the memory of
the days she used to watch him
as the crowd sheered his name
to the day he lost the battle
and they acrried him away.
She brings ...
Torero ...
She brings ...
Solo
Torero ...
She brings ...
She brings ...
Dear Lord, thank you for letting me be here to see another day again
I'm grateful to be alive, God bless the souls that came in with I'm so lucky
To have a good family that loves me
Please let my girl know how much I love her
Sorry that we're both so unhealthy
I feel so guilty
Everytime I pray I feel like I ask her to help me
I don't pray with the hopes to get wealthy
I just want succes I know it sounds selfish
I thought I'm gonna screw her
I finally had the chance to fix it
I signed a record deal all these years
I wish I was more optimistic,
I'm really just scared
What if they don't like what they hear
What if I don't make a career out of music
What am I supposed to do then
I'm always getting jobs
I hate to see my face in the mirror
And I wrote about everything so many times
I don't have inspiration to spare
I barely even hear
I've been down on the road
And I feel like I've been gone all year
Even when I'm home there's so much pressure to be here
It's hard to feel like I'm all there
So many wish they could ress for a living
So complain about us it's unfair
Some days I feel like I've been living in a dream
Other times feeling like a nightmare
And I need some of my peers
'Cause I have a bunch of songs to write
And I feel like my future depends on this
Gotta rid myself of mirror plus these hand chips
Gotta get some confidence up in my paymentship
And I wanna dissapoint the fans who listenin
'Cause they expectin something incredible in the end
But that pain I'm nothing as I regain to get my strive back
I'm a went with them when I was a kid
When I was a kid my dad just play the guitar
Me and my brother would pretend that we was in a band
Musicians in my family dream to be stars
Only to condensate something that you didn't attent my music
Must've been playing the chosen one
So I'm a go tripping and go behind this sniper rock
Amen, song never came
Strange music
My name's anthony
And I am tony guest
I live in manchester
I go to bristol now and again
To see the skinheads
Oh stop laughin' now
You keep me alone so
'cause one night you're found
'cause I see
I see me cousin
I'm out there now and again
Goin' up and behind me the high cliff
He jumps all over the tables and that
Shows me around town
Meet a few girls
[Sample from the movie Identity with Requiem for a Dream music in the background:]
- As I was going up the stairs I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today. I wish, I wish he'd go away.
- Where did you learn that? Where'd you learn that poem?
- I made it up when I was a kid. I made it up.
- What else do you remember from back then?
- [Laughs] Don't beat around the bush, doc. Don't beat around the bush, don't beat around the bush, don't beat around the bush, doc!
- Who am I speaking to what right now? What should I call you?
[speaking: Slaine]
My name is Slaine and I'm back. I'm back, motherfuckers! I know you heard the word on the street, yeah. I ain't got a buzz for no reason. A lot of chittering and chattering. Keep talking shit. Is he nice? Is he not? You be the judge.
[Verse:]
It's been a long time since you might have seen me or heard of me
Rumours that I OD'd, OG's that murdered me (Oh please)
My whole steez knocking on death's door
Respirators, doctors pressing my chest
George is back from the dead, Slaine is back to reveal it
Brain is still on those drugs like an egg you cracked in the skillet
Got a segment that hate me maybe, a faction that feel it
I'm a keep rational rationally, I'm back to kill it
Heard the whisperers whisper, heard the snips and the snickers
The vicious chittering chattering from the mischievous bitches
And I'm sick of the bickering and the stupid indifference
If the white man is the devil this is Lucifer's kitchen
With a ruthless addiction on the cuckoo that's cooking
Not a ballerina but carry a two-two in Brooklyn
I'm a crook with a crooked rhyme pattern
Mind scattering, fuck battling, talking
I'm leaving the nines chattering
My squad is DMS, yes, you may need a rest, yes
They're deceiving in jest, put you in the EMS
This is no backpacking, I'm back cracking
It's that cracker whose rap smack of a certain vernacular
Walking a thin line that flirts with spectacular
Scratch that, I don't even flirt with disaster
I harass her like Kobe, fuck her in the ass after
I'm taking the first snicker and having the last laughter
The psychopathic bastard slash past the slash rapper
Slash actor, leave you slashed and hacked up
Blast master, crash classic spazzing with the flow pattern
That you couldn't imagine having
Passing avenues you couldn't travel or fathom
I have em unraveling, dabbling, babbling
Stabbing myself in the abdomen
I'm a ravishing maverick with the clarinet larynx
That's sturdy and worthy of science experiments
Demons and spirits are just out of my heritage
Here I come, cause like my ear is numb every time I hear the drum
I'm a freak of night, scared of the sun
Let me remind you one time exactly where I'm from
(Bushido)
2002
Deutscher Rap ist Arschgefickt
Und auf dem Schwanz der in Ihm steckt
Ist groß Aggro Berlin tätowiert
Rap stöhnt und es gefällt ihm
Doch die Leute die glauben das sie immer für ihn da sind
Wollen es nicht wahrhaben
(Sido)
Aber Rap stöhnt
Er will mehr
Er hasst euch
Er will das wir euch zeigen wie sich
Ein dicker Schwanz im Arsch anfühlt
Er sagt Rap ist nix für dich
Er will das du stirbst
Und darum sind wir hier
(B-Tight)
Du Hurensohn
Jetzt gibt es Aggro Berlin
Aggro ? Bushido
Aggro ? Sido
Und Aggro ? B-Tight
Aus Aggro ? Westberlin
Sagt nicht das ihr nicht Schwul seid
Sagt nicht das es euch nicht gefällt
Aggro Berlin ist hier und übernimmt die Welt
AGGRO BERLIN
AGGRO BERLIN
AGGRO BERLIN
AGGRO BERLIN
[akustisch]
This album is dedicated to lil mike my little brother,
He got two life sentences never shed a tear though.
You know baby we all locked in this game,
I'm gonna hold for a dime till you get back.
Much love baby peace side.
Yo I'm sayin, these Ruff Ryder Niggas
I heard these niggas is for real
Dog. That's my man and them
But I heard these Niggas is like suppose to be lockin down
The industry on some shit, on some power shit
Dog that's my mans and them
So what I'm doin'
Right, right
My mans and them is doin, because
Right
That's my mans and them, ya know
I feel ya
Now ya feel me?
I feel ya
So you know when you fuckin with me
Right, right
You fuckin wit
Oh oh, what are ya doin now?
Told y'all niggaz
Ya just don't listen
Why must you be hard headed
Tried to explain, but ya didn't hear me though
Ya know, grrrrrr
One two one two, come through run through
Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do
Some do, those that know are real quiet
Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest
Rap artist and I'ma start this
Shit up foreal, get up and feel, my words
I make herbs split up and squeal
Ill is all I've been hearin lately
Niggaz hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me
Put their brains on the wall, when I brawl
Too late for that 911 call
Niggaz stay beefin but a lot of them bluffin
But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs
You think a lot of them tough
Not just for frotin
When I hit them niggaz like 'What you want?'
The battle turns into a hunt
With the dog right behind niggaz chasin em down
We all knew that you was pussy
But I'm tastin it now
And never give a dog blood
Because raw blood
I have a dog like one bitin whatever
All up in ya gut
Give it to them raw like that
And ain't no love I do em all like that
Four right up in they back
Clak Clak
Close your eyes baby, it's over
Forget it, happened in front off your buildin but
Nobody knows who did it
What
Where my dogs at?
What what
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
What what
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
What what
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
What what
Niggas is pussy
Keep me runnin from the werewolf, owww
Howling at the moon on the roof
Eh, ah, no, get em
Ten niggas on him, hope God's with him
Give me the bat, let me split him
I'll have em where the pillow and the casket won't fit him
Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight back
Trieed to strike back
Left him like that, layin up with the white hat
Gettin right back at ya when I snatch ya
Up out the grave, nuthin but bones and ashes
Hittin niggaz with gashes to the head
Straight to the white meat but the street stay red
But this girl gave me head for free
Cause they see, who I'ma be by like 2003
That Nigga D took it there
He thought it was a joke
He went through like 20 G's and thought that
I was broke, stupid
That's what you get for thinkin and eventually
Found that's what you get for stinkin
Blowin up the spot when you rot
Plus if it gets hot they know you dipped
For four squared blocks
Hit em with the ox to the grill
Eh, ah, kill nigga kill
Yet still they don't know I'ma rob who
That dog DMX is a muthafuckin problem
The year is 1997.
The world is a much different place.
The war between man and machine has begun.
Skynet began the war by dropping a nuclear bomb on the Soviet Union,
followed by the remainder of Europe
and finally, New Jersey
Ninety-five percent of the humans were killed in the battle, as well as some hippies
Only one man can save the human race from certain extinction,
and doom
That man is a noble, generous, and caring individual,
Ladies and gentlemen
I’d like to introduce to you. . .
Christina!
It’s about time
Yeah
It’s about time
Yeah
C’mon
It’s about time you get to know me
Everything in my life has been about timing
My business life
Personal life
I would’ve given in to what everybody else wanted
For certain things happened when they weren’t supposed to
I feel I wouldn’t be in the position I am today
I feel blessed
It’s my time to live, my time to see
It’s time that you get to know me
It’s my time
It’s about time
It’s my time to live, my time to see
It’s time that you get to know me
It’s my time
Oh ooh
[movie sample]
(are you trying to tell me that you will fight against me? )
Oh you will win that too..
For if you fail to silence me, you know what I will do..
(what will you do physician? )
I will go among the people,
And try to answer the questions that burn in their hearts
The questions that I've asked myself, for all my life
Wherever I've wandered in the world, and which were answered for me
By a dying man, I will wear the clothes of a slave
And kick the sandles from my feet, and speak to the wives
As they fry their fish before their mudhuts by the river
To the porters on the docks, to the smiths by their belows
Welcome, this is your host Mr. Haskill and I present to you "A Beautiful Rhyme"
Similar to A Beautiful Mind in the sense that I'm a schizophrenic with rhymes (SE)
So sometimes I'll tell the truth and sometimes I'll lie (SE)
There's stories, fables, personal experiences and even more than meets the eye
I had many thoughts going through my mind from stories that I heard in my lifetime
So if you get offended it's the characters to blame because to tell you the truth
I probably hate 'em the same
But I created em in this other half of my brain
And the only way to alieve the pain is to write it down and share it
There's a lot of new characters but of course still Eddie and Garrett (SE)
So thank you in advance for your purchase and if you burned this
Fuck it I guess I'll just earn less (SE)
See I don't give a fuck about the $, just give me some life support
So when I retire I'll be without ice but with a nice thought
See happiness is key so until that be me
I'll plug the mic into my lungs and use rap to breathe (Breathe Deep)
[VERSE 1: The E]
I'm the Original E in effect, y'all
Takin out wacks in the place and I can't fall
Freakin the beat, the beat I freak, I'm unique and superb
Down with Rap-A-Lot, here's a curve
Cool like The Mack, in fact I'm not a new jack
But I'm funky with hype lyrics and a dope track
I cannot miss when I shoot to kill, set to ill
You want me to chill? You better kneel
Stop all the talk you're talkin
And keep on walkin that walk that you're walkin
You set yourself up for failure, let me tell ya
You can't go with the flow, brother, I dare ya
As I flow from the intro the party's packed
MC's are terrified as I ransack
State your claim, bub, join my fanclub
This ain't a lip sync and I don't dub
I just surpass MC's cause it's me they fear
Lights out, hands were dead when the smoke cleared
You wanna go against the E? This ain't a Rambo
I'm just flowin from the intro, you know?
OG's housin, know what I'm sayin, black?
So you brothers on my tip, it ain't all that
Wick-wack you're talkin, playin me close-bound
Actin like you want a showdown and get clowned
I'ma activate while I captivate
MC's I take out, yo, that's the breaks
I'ma take it to the top keepin the mic hot
I disturb the inner body like a bloodclot
So don't try me son, cause I ain't the one
Last brother that tried, broke out the shotgun
May he rest in peace, he couldn't really go
You cant tell me you dont miss bobby,
You cant tell me you dont love bobby,
No more, no more
You cant tell me you dont miss bobby,
You cant tell me you dont love bobby,
No more, no more (you cant tell me you dont miss bobby)
You cant tell me you dont miss bobby,
You cant tell me you dont love bobby,
No more, no more
You cant tell me you dont miss bobby,
You cant tell me you dont love bobby,
Someone
Should take your microphone
See yeah one
Should take your microphone
As another day passes by, I see the wind, and on it's wings, our hopes and dreams. I feel them drifting further, and further away...
[Instrumental]
There is a inner beauty, about a woman who believes in herself
Who knows she's capable of anything that she puts her mind to
An inner beauty, and the strength and determenation of a woman who follows her own part
And isn't throwing of by opsticles along the way
A woman who's confidence comes from experiences
Who know she can fall, pick herself back up and move on
She is strong when she's weak
She's brave when she's scared
And she's humble when she's victorious
She is
[Crowd Chanting]
Swollen, swollen, swollen, swollen
Swollen, swollen, swollen, swollen
Swollen, swollen, swollen, swollen
Swollen, swollen, swollen, swollen
Hom many of you have heard of our group swollen members put your hands up
Con un occhio guardo a oggi e con l’altro a domani
in qualsiasi direzione vedo marina militare
adesso c’e’ anche la NATO che distrugge il nostro mare...
lo senti sto ragazzo che ti parla forte e chiaro?
vieni da lontano col tuo carico di morte
tu sei un americano io invece vengo da questo posto
vieni a casa mia e vuoi prenderti anche il porto
ma non per vendere il pesce ma per fare cose losche
perche’ se non ci sono soldi in questo posto e’ colpa vostra, mi dici che questa storia per noi e’ fatta apposta
«la migliore proposta contro la disoccupazione» ma tu non mi convinci e mo ti do questa risposta:
questo e’ fumo negli occhi non c’e’ niente d’arrosto,
sono bugie su bugie che si vendono all’ingrosso,
basta essere imbrogliati ci siamo gia’ fatti le ossa...
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
Dis Bad Boy South bitch Block Entertainment
Ladies and Gentleman
Im about top introduce to you (Itz about dat time)
4 of tha realest niggaz to come up out tha hood
As I introduce to you (Boyz N da Hood, Boyz N Da Hood)
Jody Breeze, Big Duke
Tha O' G they call him Young Jeezy da snowman
and Big Gee tha Edge Hanger
These My Niggaz Boyz N Da Hood
Tha Hardest group to come out of da Souf
Block Entertainment da label
Bad Boy South tha Empire
And We Wont Stop
We Cant Stop
ATL muthafukaz
Lets do it Big Gee
Boyz N Da Hood, Big Gee
I'm tha edge hanger head banger third leg swanger
Danger trick mangler spit led at tha fedz aimer
Hang a bitch fuk tryin to change her (fuk tryin to change her)
Anger wit tha most dangerous chrome fit to have u pissin out ya anus
Now its Big Duke mostly seen in shell toes and dickie suits
Wit a team of troops in chevy coupes dat be quick to shoot
Trap robbers plus I got a slew off against cop gobblers
And a sick click dat get lite and turn to cop poppers
Im a nextel chirping gun totein' brick living fool
Buy a grand a day so I dropped outta high skool (Yeeeeaah)
Jeezy real nigga u da faker (WHAT)
Could read a bitch azz nigga like a newspaper
Okay Now from a year ago hundred bills still fold
Summertime air forces winter time still told
U talk a good game but ya'll niggaz aint real tho'
World Wide or Underground when Im around niggaz kno'
Aye Wat They Kno Nigga
Let me tell y'all niggas a little motherfuckin' story real quick
Once upon a time, there was this group of dusty ass motherfuckers
Create a little group for themselves, they call themselves Odd Future
The motherfuckers made a motherfucking tape, Odd Future Tape Volume 2
You know, that ugly ass nigga Tyler with his bitch ass
I should fuck that nigga up when I see him
Nappy ass hair
Left Brain, that nigga ugly as fuck, big ass nose
Syd gay ass, puttin her clit on other bitches nipples and shit whatnot
Matt big ass, big ass nigga with some small ass earrings, bald
Mike G, crusty ass
My nigga Earl ugly as fuck, let's have a moment of silence for that nigga real quick
Fuck silence, fuck that
My nigga Jasper, dirty fatass, that nigga boxers stink
My nigga Frank. Fuck, fuck Frank, nigga, fuck him
Taco, ohhh, young bitch ass, I should, I, fuck, I hate all these niggas
And you know, that little short gay light-skinned nigga and that fatass nigga Domo
Uh yo yo
It was back in '07 did a couple of tapes
Did a couple dvds made a couple mistakes
Didn't know what I was doing but I put on a cape
Now it's which worlds tour should I go on and take
See you told me I would lose but I won
I might cop a million Jimmychoos just for fun
Cause bitches couldn't take what was in me
Australia Sydney, Might run up in Disney
Out in LA wit Lindsey,
Got the eye of the tiger the lion of Judah
Now it's me and my time it's just me and my prime
Everything I try to teach them they gonna see it in time
Tell them bitches get a stick I'm done leading the blind
Got two shows tonight that's Brooklyn and Dallas
Then the private party at the Buckingham palace
Which means I gotta fly like a movie no commercial
As young money cash money yea I'm universal
Chorus:
I hope they coming for me because the top is lonely
What the fuck they gon say oh (2x)
I'm the best bitch doing it doing it (2x)
I'm the good good good good
I'm the best.
Yo yo yo
I remember when I couldn't buy my mother a couch
Now I'm sitting at the closing bought my mother a house
You can never understand why I grind like I do
Makiya and Jelani why I grind like I do
Cause even when my daddy was on crack
I was crack now the whole album crack
You ain't even gotta skip a track
I ain't gotta get a plaque I ain't gotta get awards
I just walk up out the door
All the girls will applaud All the girls will commend
As long as they understand
That I'm fighting for the girls never thought they can win
Cause before they could begin you told them it was the end
But I am here to reverse the curse that they live in
Got two bones to pick ima only choose one
You might get addressed on the second album
Which means you can breathe till I mothafucken say so
To all my bad bitches I could see your halo.
Chorus:
I hope they coming for me because the top is lonely
What the fuck they gon say oh (2x)
I'm the best bitch doing it doing it (2x)
I'm the good good good good
I'm the best eh
It's ok (2x)
Long as you know (2x)
Long as you mothafucka know
I'm the b b b b b b b best
I hope they coming for me cause the top is lonely
What the gon say (2x)
I'm the best bitch doing it (2x)
I'm the best
[Blueprint talking]
You know what it is
You know who this is, but I'ma say my name anyway
They call me Blueprint
You know my steez
Printmatic
On the tracks we got, RJD2
You know, holdin' it down
This is Soul Position
Probly knew that already though
Yo, now last year, a lot of people been comin' up to me like
"Yo, Print, where's the album at?"
"Homie, workin' on that," was my reply
Took my time with it though
Ain't about to put no garbage out
Feel me?
Soul Position
on a mission to move crowds with ease
D.J.'s, emcees
rethink your obligation to create
Soul Position
on a mission to rip it from the start
D.J.'s, emcees
listen while we make our mark on the art
Soul Position
on a mission to move crowds with ease
D.J.'s, emcees
rethink your obligation to create
Soul Position
on a mission to rip it from the start
D.J.'s, emcees
listen while we make our mark on the art
(Eight million stories to tell...)
[Instrumental]
[Intro: B.G.]
Its bout dat time, believe it
Its bout dat time, believe it
Its bout dat time, believe it
Oh yeah, we bout to do it.. its bout dat time
its bout dat time, look I went back in V.L.
with my dawg Ziggly, you heard me?
and we ??? down like real niggas exposely down, check it
[Verse 1: B.G.]
In 93 I hit the scene first album True Story
I was psyched off ghetto boys no nuts no glory
then I bounced back wit the classic Chopper City
had every nigga in new orleans rolling with me
then I shook back with that fuckin Volume One
real street niggas was respeccin how it come
then I doubled back with that fuckin Volume Two
you know the name of em it was All On U
a minute after that was Chopper City In The Ghetto
I could'a came harder i kept it a lil' mello
I went to jail came home dropped Checkmate
and made it official B.Gizzle aint fake
left Cash Money hit em upp wit Livin Legend
had to bust a move baby was doin to much reppin
now im back again aint a damn thing funny
this album number eight Life After Cash Money
Instrumental
Good Evening
[sirens in the background]
I'm reporting live from Sunset Boulevard
Where many excited fans have gathered with candles
[crowd starts chanting "Tupac"]
Awaiting the much anticipated release, of Tupac Shakur's latest album, Better Dayz
This is yet another post - humorous release by Tupac
Which, raises the question
Where are these songs coming from?
It's interesting how, the message in these songs
Is still relevant today
Even in his death, he's touching people with his lyrics
I can feel the energy in the air, as they count down to midnight
When the album will officially be released
Oh, hold on, I, think they're starting to countdown now
[Crowd]
5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
Raise the dead, protect your soul
Now it?s time for rock and roll
It aint no party like a Detroit party,
It aint no party like a Detroit party,
Cause a Detroit party don't stop.
I said it aint no party like a Detroit party,
Hey, open them ears up bro we bout to put you on
To something special, to bless you I hope it's hitting home
I know you skeptical bet you just tryna flip the song
You used to different spitting bout women and living wrong
But what you know about the Lord? We tryna see Him clear
How to appease Him and please Him, how can we keep Him near
How can we know Him, behold Him, and show Him we sincere
Is he opposed to you smokin, bonin, and drinkin beer?
I'm hoping we prepared, we bout a take a trip
I'll point you to the living water homie take a sip
Go to the pool of Siloam go on and take a dip
Come back with vision that's given by Him, who makes a switch
Though it would it cost Him, HIs enemies would cross Him
He called, and was dropping that knowledge like books falling
From Dallas to New Orleans, Philly to every city
Our vision is looking blurred we gotta see 20/20
Got ears but don't hear, eyes but don't see
Our God we don't fear, these rhymes are so we
Can peak off into the mind of God, He's holy
Our lives are so weak, but God is so He
Yeah He's perfect and flawless, He stands as the standard
His stance is grand, understand that He stands up
Always upright, we got a chance since the ransom
He paid at the cross, now let's find us some answers
What kind of God, would take some dudes and hand em
Eternal life for free, through the grace that He grants them?
By faith, we been changed, used to roll as His foes
But He rose and He chose, now we clothed in His clothes
It's kinda crazy, we all had ambitions of getting dough
He changed our character like an actor who's switching roles
This is to testify bout the God that we living for
Randomdidit randomdidit
Ahahh it's just a mixtape
Unhh, these niggas so disrespectful singin I'm a fall off
Homie am special never do I call off
Built from the ground up no body gave me nothin
Am a self-made young and shitin on em grab your huggies
Put me up againts em man I swear I'm gonna smash em
Mash potatoe like get it yeah I'm a mash em
Trash em bash em da boys in da 90's
Niggas way behind me yeah I lah ehh
Cook me up a beat I swear to god I'm a beast it
And now am on my jim flow eatin all my weadest
And I can't be defeated you chef it up I eat it
I'm soundin like am angry well yeah I got my reasons
Under-rated since the age of 12 I been amazin
Labels signin youngenz am like drizzy thank me later
C-c-catch me in my morrow p-p-purin on em haters
Mad because I'm grindin and then am gettin to this paper
18 I bought a benz 20 damn I bought a house
Lost it all and got it back am stackin up my bank account
All the girls just luh me I pretty boy swag
U'd think that I was Dream the way I throw it in the bag
20 cape up on my wrist and yeah I be stuntin
I keep security on deck in case them haters comin
I never no days no off I keep my engine runnin
I keep goin in goin like the energizer bunny
I get back to the money the money is the motive
And money bring the girlies am a pyssies luh da ocean
My flow is smooth like lotion I know these haters hopin
That I fall drop the ball hell no am wide open
Star can't CEO passed it give and go
When I'm in da club dey be like eannie meannie minnie mo
Gimme mo' other roll ladies get it on da floor
After party in my crib or we can hit da condo
Put a view u and u yeah u u too
We can make a movie and we post it up on youtube
Now am just playin onless u gon do it
And girl what you sayin rewind it and review it
Back too this music shit don't mean to be rude
But would you please stop comparing me to all of these dudes
Am me am me in da class of my own
Pound for pound no for no yeah am aiming for the throne
Only 23 gettin better with time
Like moscato [?] yo tasty fine wine
Think am over out yo mind I got boss doin time
Hold yo own playboi why you worry bout mine
Florida boy 7 years raised in the 305
I got heart like a lion I can't win without trying
Take a look in my eyes is no suvives
Wikipedia me nigga if you think that am lying
Call me sammie sammie baby make da girlies wetin crazy
Middle finger to the haters screamin FU pay me
Am a star I shine on the cloudiest day
Catch me open for the 3 swish all da way [?]
If you doubt me go on and bring it I can rap it I can sing it
If I say it then I'm meanin am shit am stinkin
If you ain't on my team then what the hell you thinkin
What the hell you drinkin ma ship bank sink in
I'm on my intro flow you gotta feel me though
Been sayin a lotta shit b-b-but u don't hear me though
Don't luh me while am here then hate me when I'm gone
Yo (yeah)
This is casual (we in the house)
Breakin rappers backs (want to let y'all know)
You are now warned (hieroglyphics)
Might as well get used to it I'm comin with the
Fat tracks! (bring it in domino)
Ninety-three on (ninety-three til infinity yaknowhati'msayin)
All wack mc's fell (y'all don't know what time it is)
Rollin in with hieroglyphics (hiero, yeahhh)
Souls of mischief, del, shamen, snupe (to reign)
Casual, hieroglyphics (we got the bomb)
Lettin niggaz know
Uh-huh, that's on the freestyle tip
I'ma break it down for you somethin like this
(yo cas kick some shit off the top of your head cas)
We'll see if you, see if you can follow it
(they can't hang, man kick that shit in)
Well most, m-ceez get, beaten, defeaten
I eat men, I'm the bestest the west is now
On the map, you clown, but I'm gonna slap
Your wack shit (wack shit) I pack kids
You step to the mat, it's, not, advised
I'm wise, you'll need a disguise
After i, bruise your eyes (black eyes)
Rollin with hiero, I know, I'm a fly bro (hiero)
Because you're gonna die, foe
If you step to me
I seek em out, with telepathy (use your brain)
You best just be baggin up because the west is the
Best (west is the best) g, and you will fail
You are stale, your shit is butt, I hear your cuts
And your, rhymes but they're wack, your tracks
Are not fat (wack) take that shit back (wack)
Rollin like this (they don't know nothin about off the head)
(they don't know nothin about off the head)
(y'all niggaz can't rhyme off the head)
(always get in circles with your written shit)
(yo y'all gotta learn about fear itself)
(youknowhati'msayin, man fuck y'all, we in it, knowhati'msayin? )
Expect me nigga, like you expect Jesus to come back
Expect me nigga
I'm coming ...
Expect me nigga, like you expect Jesus to come back
Expect me nigga
I'm coming ...
Ladies and gentlemen
Once in a life time
Somebady is born
To bring you
Something so incredible
Something that you've never heard before
Right now
You need to bow down
And finally show some respect
To Your real artist
To a real entertainer
My man Shawn Desman
The kind of person to earn the right to be who they are
The type of man that you can shine on
No games here kid
This is what to you
UOMO
You know what that is
That's Uomo record player
Hey, yo, chech it out
(feat. Ricky D)
[T-Dubb]
Yeah pass me that
What's up DJ Glaze?
[DJ Glaze] chilling
What's up M'sta?
[Mnmsta] what up Dubb
Oh man, I'm feeling real good
Yeah yeah, we did it again, Foesum
Another album
[M] another one for the record books
I'd say we gone do
What you think Glaze?
[G] it's all bad, let's do it
The funny thing is, though man, I
I've been thinking about this dope name for the album
I finally thought of it
[G] what's that?
Shit, it's gonna blow your back
I think we should call this one, uhh, the FoeFathers
That's tight, huh?
[G] yeah, that's tight
Let me explain it to you
You know, the FoeFathers, like
Being the first ones to put it down
We been putting it down, ya know
Doing our thing all over, since day one
[G] press play, they ain't scared no more
Yeah, the FoeFathers
[G] so you ready to do this shit?
[M] yeah, let's do it Glaze, let's do this
[Ricky D]
Uh huh, uh huh, yeah
Foesum putting it down on the west coast
Uh huh, worldwide, uh huh
Where the gangstaz love to play all day, uh huh
The homies get slipped on in, uh huh
E-White, Kam, damn, uh huh
The Twinz, and the homie Bo-Rocc, uh huh
DJ Glaze, with the main ingredients
And me, that reptable Ricky D from the CPT, uh huh
So M, let's begin
[Mnmsta]
Press ya luck on the wrong one to fuck with
Get outta line and deny that you get touched with
Kicking in the door, taking hostages
Whatever's in the way, there ain't no stopping this
Man, that's the stone since day one
Built a loyalty, proud and a nun
I'm hanging in the cut where the G's at
Posted up with homies in the weezat
Time to bring the heat so we hold it down
Deadly as a sniper with the loaded rounds
Ready for whatever when we hit static
Foesum out the westcoast, Dubb let 'em have it
[T-Dubb]
Well if it's on, peep the situation
We keep it going so we feel with acticipation
Loc'd out, thugged out with my loved ones
Old english 800 got me on one
We flip the script to get a grip so ain't no get back
Mendatory in this game so we did that
So keep the focus on the locest cuz I'm all in
Reminiscing about my niggaz locked up in the pen
Cuz it was ludacris and they thought I wouldn't be coming back
Hitting switches, bending corners with these hoodrats
So you can miss me if you coming with the small talk
I hit the party straight groupies doing the c-walk
Real talk
[Ricky D]
So there you have it
The FoeFathers putting it down from the west to the east
Understand we don't want peace
Steadily bringing heat from 2002
Still coming through
All them backstabbing foes
Standing in my way, always stepping on my toes
Stealing my style even wearing my clothes
Fuck all them haters so fuck all them hoes
[x2]
Fuck all them haters
Saying that my music's not deep
I'm gonna show these tree huggers how deep they can
suck dick
And while everyone's practicing all this ambient dub
shit
The handsome B.R.G. is the one to raise the notch a bit
Fuck all them haters
Saying that my music's mid-range
Strange, I got so many p.. I can spare you with change
All these bitches treat me like I'm a rockstar
While my music conquered continents
Yours doesn't get so far
Fuck all them haters
While they're being studying the ABC
My words aren't so basic Coltrane, Angstrom, Stravinsky
It's always been part of my life
We close like Clinton and Lewinsky
So what you fucking fool? You think that you can
fucking teach me
Fuck all them haters
Saying that my lyric's too dirty fool
I can't call you a man
You don't pass the the minimum of one testicle
I've heard that your girl likes to wear the strap-on
And that you bleed so fucking hard you need to shove a
tampon
All them backstabbing foes
Standing in my way, always stepping on my toes
Stealing my style even wearing my clothes
Fuck all them haters so fuck all them hoes
[x2]
Yo, I flies the media man
I'm wittier, prettier
Then these motherfucking foes which I be easy superior
When inferior
My man they, yo, just listen
I rape this fucking beat
And then I beat it to submission
I'm saying
Fuck these foes
I'm saying fuck the intermission
I'm saying
Fuck these foes
I know exactly what you thinking, foney
How ass kissing and dissin' and started wishin they can
be me
I got everybody convinced except for I
But still I'm on the road to sky-high
Off to the bigger and better not saying goodbye
Always saying I would never settle in for miles
(Still I never questioned friends
Cause you can stuff friends with an Y)?
All them backstabbing foes
Standing in my way, always stepping on my toes
Stealing my style even wearing my clothes
Fuck all them haters so fuck all them hoes
HIStory Tour Intro/Medley
Song in order of appearence: Scream, They Don't Care About Us, & Scream.
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Scream:
Tired of injustice
'M tired of these schemes
These lives are disgustin'
So what does it mean? Dabbi
Kickin' me down,
I got ta git up.
As jacked as it sounds,
The whole system sucks. Dabbi
With such confusion don't it make you wanna scream?
Your bash abusin' victimise within the scheme.
You try to cope with every lie they scrutinize.
Somebody please have mercy, cause I just can't take it!
Stop pressurin' on me.
Jus' stop pressurin' on me.
Stop pressurin' on me.
Make me wanna scream.
Stop pressurin' on me.
Jus' stop pressurin' on me.
Stop pressurin' on me.
Make me wanna scream.
I'm tired of ya tellin',
The story your way.
It causes confusion.
You think it's ok. Dabbi
You're changin' the rules,
You're playin' their game.
Can't take it much longer,
I think I might go insane!
Now baby!
With such delusions don't it make you wanna scream?
Your bash abusin' victimise within the scheme.
You try to cope with every lie they scrutinize.
Oh father please have mercy, cause I just can't take it!
Stop pressurin' on me.
Jus' stop pressurin' on me.
Stop pressurin' on me.
Make me wanna scream.
Stop pressurin' on me.
Jus' stop pressurin' on me.
Stop pressurin' on me.
Make me wanna scream.
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They don't care about us:
Skinhead, deadhead.
Everybody gone bad.
Situation, aggravation.
Everybody allegation.
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead
Everybody's gone mad
All I wanna say is that,
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that,
They don't really care about us
Tell me what has become of my life?
I have a wife and two children who love me.
I'm a victim of police brutality, no.
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate.
Your rapin' me of my pride
and for G**'s sake
I look to heaven to fulfill this prophecy.
Set me free!
Skinhead, deadhead.
Everybody gone bad.
Trepidation speculation.
Everybody allegation.
In the suite, on the news.
Everybody dog food.
Black man, black mail
Throw the brother in jail
All I wanna say is that,
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that,
They don't really care about us
Hoooooo!
Everyday, create your history.
Some things in life they just don't wanna see.
But if Martin Luther was livin',
he wouldn't let this be! No no!
All I wanna say is that,
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that,
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that,
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that,
They don't really care about . . .
All I wanna say is that,
They don't really care about . . .
All I wanna say is that,
They don't really care about us
---------------------------------
In The Closet:
Keep it in the closet.
She just a lover,
Who's doin' me by.
It worth the givin'
It's worth the try.
You cannot cleave it,
Put it in the furnace.
You cannot wet it.
You cannot burn it.
(Spoken) One thing in life you must understand,
The truth of lust, woman to man.
So open the door and you will see.
There are no secrets make your move set me free.
Ah, because somethin' about you baby
That makes me want to give it to you
I swear there somethin' about you baby, oh.
(Spoken) Just promise me
Whatever we say or do to each other
For now we make a vow to just
Keep it in the closet
[DJ Jelly:]
Welfare check one, welfare check two
That's right we gon' give it to 'em
This yo' favorite DJ's DJ, DJ Jelly
And I got me a new member of the Oomp Camp
DJ Unk (DJ Unk hoe!) But I ain't gon' talk no more
DJ Montae, Oomp Camp this shit, niggahhhhhh~!
[scratched repeatedly: "DJ Unk hoe"]
[Unk:]
Yo, yo
Yo, yo
Since when the last time, you got your money's worth
D-boys in two songs, niggaz I got that Nelly curse
So dig down in your purse, the wait no longer here
The type of niggaz, type of killers bootleggers fear
Now they may rock the party, see me I'm off the yam
They bought a dub or two, I'm like a thousand grams
My pistol in my hand, I'm confiscatin rocks-es
No SoundScans nigga I'ma see my pockets
So lay it down player, your face to the flo'
You do yo' dance baby girl bend your back low
See you can ride to it, might even drop a tear
I'm smokin sticky bubble kush album of the year
Watch how they talk about me, watch how I set up shop
I'm DJ Unk, Legal Records, beat'n down yo block
Watch how they talk about me, watch how I set up shop
I'm DJ Unk, Legal Records, beat'n down yo block
[x2:]
They say they waitin on it, so we gon' give it to 'em
They say they waitin on it, so we gon' give it to 'em
They say they waitin on it, so we gon' give it to 'em
Grandma Lousie
Uncle Joe
Aunt Joanne
Uncle para
And to all of the names
That I do not know
But whose blood runs thru my veins
This is a song for you
hey baby fizzle snoop doggy dogg dog 4 hizzle ahmad 4 life peace out
Gezeugt auf dem blutigen Weg meiner Träume,
geboren aus den Schmerzen meiner Gefühle,
genährt aus der Sehnsucht nach dir.
By Paul Buckmaster
-"OH, DO TRUST ME, COUNT DOWN, YOU'VE CHOSEN THE BEST, AND THERE'S
NO TURNING BACK."
-"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?"
-"DRINK THIS, IT'LL BE FOR THE LAST TIME, FROM THEN ON YOU WILL NO LONGER
BE ABLE TO SUSTAIN YOURSELF AS A VAMPIRE. I'VE DRAWN YOUR FANGS."
[Talking: Omarion]
What up y'all
It's the one and only aka Luke Skywalker
Embrace the awakening (I'm on some new shit)
Yo look this is not an experiance
This is my life
Open up to you guys like a book
Let's read
And it reads (I'm on some new shit)
It's time to revalate our boundaries
Our perceptions
And change everthing (I'm on some new shit)
I am fearless and unafraid
This is... the awakening
[Talking: DJ Drama]
You know 'Mari
Alot of artist have come on go
Since you've been here
I mean since you were a young boy (man)
Alot of artist that's still here
Even had a chance to wake up
They still sleepin'
Career and everything
So with that bein' said
I got you on this new beginning
This new music
This new movement
This is the awakening
Tonight the hogans slam
I need to talk you about your mom and her 19 year old boyfriend
Hulks 18 year old son is in jail he's sentenced to 18 months behind bars
saying this is tough is an understatement
She had to report that she was being followed by hulk which was a violation of the restraning order
This is just the latest body blow to the hogans
Daughter Brooke is stricking out on her own now
Brooke Knows best
And celebrity's only seem to get bigger after a tough time in their life
Jealousy
Envy
Destiny
Faith
You piece of shit
Lying and manipulating, did you get what you want?
Too bad your life is one big front
Fucking me over while stabbing me in the back
You took something i'll never get back
So stay the fuck away from everything that i love
because we never gave a fuck about you
fuck you, you fucking asshole
loyalty and dedication don't mean shit to you
[Instrumental]
[Puff Daddy]
Yeah,
Here we go one more time,
For all you ballers and ballette's out there,
The saga continues,
We took a little break,
But we back now,
It's our turn now
The first up to bat,
Is that nigga... They call... MASE
Yeah, you heard me right... MASE
Yeah, and if you don't believe it,
Double Up motherfuckers
Let's go
Making a wish
And your wishes are hear
And your words are herded
Into proper grids
Measured out
To roam about
Together - birds of a feather
Ride them
The good ones - oh, yes
[Instrumental]
Napoli ? un po' la citt? del paradosso per eccellenza e mi sono innamorata solamente a sentirne dire.
Purtroppo stanno certi quadri. I ragazzi che vivono bene, per? fanno la vita sbagliata.
Qua uno deve sopravvivere...
Andiamo avanti e lottiamo. Pure per il nostro piccolo peso, per? lottiamo.
Il mondo non ha tanto, oggi, bisogno di pane ma ha bisogno di amore...
Ormai non si respira pi?.
Perch? ? sempre andata cos?. Pensano che ora le cose cambiano.
Cerchiamo sempre di fare le cose buone e non in cattivo modo. Chiunque ha fatto qualche stronzata qua attorno.
Sono come gli uccelli chiusi nelle gabbie. Quando tu li lasci 2 minuti fuori la gabbia non si possono pi? mantenere.
Equilibrio...Tra Spirito e Materia...
Ne avevo bisogno!
In periferia mancano le luci. Come se la vita si spegnesse quando arrivi qua. E' questa la sensazione.
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
What is this?
I have no idea
Okay welcome, follow come in okay single file, watch your step,
Welcome to Kelis's world
You've entered?
Don't touch that!...
Yesterday, we were born
We took your stereos by storm
In just one day,
Through all the scorn and the hate we'll penetrate your homes and domes
With just one take
And now we're here let the games begin
Get ready, start, let's play
We''ll win this race
This is the new beginning
The empire strikes back
Learn from losing
Cherish winning
Forever
Hey yo B.G., pass my drink my nigga
We gon' try this one more time
I'm back motherfuckers, get the mac muh'fuckers
Pull it out the trunk, clack clack muh'fuckers
I told y'all to "Walk Witt Me," dropped somethin sick on it
And I ain't put no one but my motherfuckin clique on it (D-Block)
No R&B;, I ain't have no muh'fuckin chick on it
These other niggaz songs, jail niggaz beat they dick on it
Now I got a couple guests; friends, got a couple less
I don't give a fuck, my bullets goin through a couple vests
This ain't rehearsal; you TV, I'm DVD bitch
What I'm sayin is ain't no commercial
I came to stomp shit out, drive by or get out
Got a lil' money but, I'm used to bein without
So act like I won't put your face on the side of Chase
Then take your Bass right off your little designer waist
Can beat you with the hands, but I'm packin just in case
Dice game, niggaz sweatin, hopin that I ace
Real niggaz fuck with me, thank you if you stuck with me
Now the whole hood, screamin out a nigga company
D-B, L-O-C-K
Still got the turntables right next to the instant replay
First I let you get to know me, now this one here
I'ma let you bitches get to blow me, talk to 'em slowly
Fuck bein humble, and fuck the sophomore jinx
I been around since the Benjamins was in the Tunnel
It ain't changed, I seen niggaz turn Bryant Gumbel
After that, I done wild out and didn't fumble
I even threw two guns up like I was in the jungle
You will now board, flight number 3-5-4
First class hip-hop, and we landin in hardcore
The music niggaz pray to they God for
Y'all niggaz judge it yourself
But if you soft and don't do dirt, this music might be bad for your health
Du und ich,
wir waren immer zusammen,
jeden Tag zusammen, immer.
Ich fühle wirklich
dass ich meinen besten Freund verliere.
Ich kann es nicht glauben
dass dies das Ende sein könnte.
Es sieht aus als ob du es gehen läßt,
und wenn es wahr ist,
okay, dann will ich es nicht wissen.
Sag nichts,
ich weiß genau was du sagen willst.
Deshalb erspare dir deine Erklärungen,
sag mir nichts, denn es tut weh.
Sag nichts,
ich weiß was du denkst,
ich brauche deine Gründe nicht,
sag mir nichts, denn es tut weh.
Unsere Erinnerungen
die können einladend sein,
aber einige zusammen
vielleicht schrecklich.
Wenn wir sterben, wir beide, du und ich.
Mit meinen Kopf in den Händen
sitze ich hier und weine.
Refrain:...
Es endet alles,
ich muss aufhören uns vorzumachen wer wir sind,
du und ich,
(Verse)
Ok now that motherfucker get back release
That beast about that motherfucker
Rest in peace for heaven seek in that motherfucker
These rappers weak so I delete 'em in that motherfucker
JMI, tatted on my face and neck
I'm on , I swear to God
And all my bitches love that big dick like it's their
That ain't no motherfucking benz nigga, that's a dodge
I got a million niggas from the 50's to the pridge
I tell 'em fuck em, end of discussion
We only bustin' if it's nothin', better say it's nothin
And they no head those bitches we jumping and alot are
bustin
And fuck a fucks in the hole fucking party did
Corey I go to war with Obama
See these hoes be drama
I got that bitch named Shanala
That sucked the nose of Osama
She wear gucci and prada
And got a friend named Yana
Her pussy better than rhana
Shit ain't no copy your honor
I had no primes with primes
Ain't no wilin' we stylin'
Got a mansion on my nigga
And on my wrist what you drivin'
Fuck peace we violent
2 strike for the team
I give 'em for your dick
Alot of people are advocated that the rich gets richer and the poor gets poorer.
Thats only because you dont understand whats going to happen to you,
you see its all just a game ladies and gentlemen,
and the quality of your living depends entirely upon your ability to play the game,
and i play the game...
Ay yo yo yoyo yoyoyoyo
Ay yo yo yoyo yoyoyoyo
Ay yo yo yo yo
Ay yo Missy
I just came out here a hour amp; twenty five minutes
on one of them Gilligan island shits of New York amp; Virginia
Word up!to visit your ass,and you playin' shit like this up in my ears.
What the fuck you think you doin' thinkin' I ain't gonna get on this
mutha fucka before I bounce.
Yo check this out,let me hit you with this real shit real quick Missy.
One shot baby just let me do my shit for a minute on your shit.
Check it out.
Ah hahahah!
I continue to disreguard all of ya'lls opinian
Ahah!Blast! your whole ass into oblivian,eheaha,makin' New York with
virgin-akins.
Eheh,this shit be baggin',eheh.
If you disagree,Uhah!,before I smoke this, amp; get a little drunk and a
little pissy,when I finish my music Ima make all ya'll mutha fuckas miss
me!
See who is he,that girl right there who is she
It's Busta Ruhmes and Missy,niggaz when ya come around Missy don't act
like a fuckin' sissy.
No chicken headz allowed here,no time for the kissy kissy,and when they
askin' who is he
I be Busta Ryhmes the pheneminal of get busy,strictly major
effected,ya'll niggaz know the drilly,we gettin' money togetha,trackin'
stacks and then countin' em
Ya'll niggaz stay tuned for the rest of my homegirl Missy's album
Word up!Flip Mode is the mutha fuckin' squad!
Busta Ryhmes commin' in right here with this quick lil' drop on ya.
Ah yo ya'll niggaz stay focussed!Keep ya eyes and ears on this
fulfillin' shit,Missy be numba one!
Blossumin',like beautiful flowers on ya'll mutha fuckas!
Stay Tuned.
Plan B Iyeie
Aqui Llego El Plan B
Aqui Llega Yor
Tranquilo Chencho Y Maldy
El Duo Del Sex
Lo Que La Montan
Puerto Rico
Blass Quiriquinomaniaco
Lo Que La Montan!
Reggaeton Reggaeton Reggaeton Te Lo Me
Reggaeton Reggaeton
Tirulquinomaniaco Blass Blass
Maniaco Djjj Blass
Maniaco Yea Aqui Llego El Plan B ehhh
Te Chupe Las Dos Tetetetete
Te Chupe Las Dos Tetetete
Como Tu Me Rosas
Be Be Ben Benlla Bella
Ey You Girl Ven
Pa Pa Pa Para Darle Guata
Muevelo Muevelo
Plan B Que Es Plan B
Y Con El Sexo Soy Loco
Y Con El Sexo Soy Loco
Lo Que La Montan Son El Duo Del Sex
Pa Pa Pa Panty Bajate El Panty
Pa Pa Pa Panty Bajate El Panty
Bu Buecha Paca Tu Calculo
Soy Un Sexo Maniatico
Triple Sex!
Me Llevamo Un Motel
Como Lo Chupa
Como Lo Chupa
Como Lo Chupa
Gua Gua Gua Guatagata
Uva Uva Uva Uva Guata
Uva Uva Uva Uva
Me Llevamo Un Motel
Vive En Conta Azul Y Se Pasa A La Pared
Quien Grita Para Que Pege
Bum Bum Con El Batibumbum Del Plan B
Bum Bum Con El Batibumbum Del Plan B
Para Eso Para Eso
Blass Mera Blass
Poncha Medica
Ahora si Que Le Voy AH Meter
Bien Beyako
Ah! (Bien Beyako) [x16]
Ah Bajate El Panty Panty
Ah Bajate El Panty Hasta Bajo
Baila Lo Que Quieren
Beya! Ya Estaba Beya Beya
Tengo Una Yale Que Es Amante A La Rola
Rola Tangola Rola Tangola
Ififimacomilla Ififimacomilla
Me Gustan Los Filis
Me La Coji Me La Tirabava
Pe Pe Una Me Ronche Y Fipea
Y Otra Esta En Mi Cama
Bue Bue Bue
En La Cama Oh En El Jackusi
Bella Bella Bella Ke Ke Keo
Suavesito Suavesito Po Por El Onbligito
Yo Fui El Que La Hiso Mujer
De La Marquesina Que Paso A La Discoteca
Ya Yaque Ya Me Echo
Va Devuelto Pa La Cama
Plan B Guatagatos
Bassi Maestro:
Yea, io sono il vostro ospite per quest'oggi..
..Cockdini muthafuckas..
..e un altro mixtape esclusivo targato Sano Business..
..e questa volta lo portiamo nella dance floor..
..dj BusDeez..
..diesel..
I'd like to introduce the band
Joan Jett, rhythm guitar
Jackie Fox, bass
Sandy West our drummer
And now, our beautiful lead guitarist Lita Ford
Listen, heart
Listen close-listen
2 the melancholy
Melody of your own voice
I am weary of my own dreaming
I am tired of waiting
So this time, I'm leaping
I reach-beyond myself 2 see
What I find, beyond my mind, there is no time
In this place beyond my sight
My heart knows what is not yet seen
I'm witnessing my own becoming
Lash myself 2 the
Mantle of my desire-I will
Turn from its temptations
But the wanting takes me higher
I am hurting
Oh, I am not yet born
I am the mother and the father
Of what is not yet known
Darkness surrounds me
Your presence of mind becomes a Presence in mind and body for good,
so you are less affected by the negative pressures and principalities.
Don't resent what comes to light.
Bear the pain of failings.
Don't blame anyone.
Be aware of your past.
As it comes to light don't force don't dig it up.
Be aware of your part of the past or present trouble or involvements.
Noting the compulsiveness of your own behavior and attitudes,
you might then have some compassion upon those who mistreated you in the past.
We're Over Here!
Over Here!
Aaaaaaaa!(Aaaaaaaa!)
Yiyiyiyiyi! Yiyiyiyiyi!
Yo, This Is Flow Dan Sayin
Look Out For Roll Deep Entourage
Know Yourself, Want Yourself, Be Yourself
You Can't Be Us, So Do What You Do
Cos We Know What We Do
And We're Lookin After Ourselves
In The Roll Deep Way
(ooooooohhh... on the tlc tip -intro-)
Yeah i, I've seen those girls
I think they look pretty cool
But, you know, one thing i, I ya know...
That whole attitude about, ya know
Dressing in the baggy clothes
It's, I dunno i, I'm not into that
I think it's kinda, kinda lame, ya know
But, ah, maybe it's just one of those, you know, those black things
That, that people really get into, ya know
It's just a fad I think
They don't really look like, ya know, women really
They just look like, like they're trying to be
Ya know, just something else than what they really are
I dunno
Sunrise and the new day's breakin' trough
The morning of another day without you
And as the hours roll by
No one's there to see me cry except the sunrise
The sunrise and you...
Tired eyes drift across the shore
Looking for love and nothing more
But as the sea rolls by
No-one's there to see me cry... except the sunrise
The sunrise and you...
Sun-rise bless my eyes
catch my soul - make me whole again
Sunrise .. new day.. hear my song
I'm tired of fightin' and foolin' around
But from now on till who knows when
My sword will be my pen
And I'll love you... love ya'... for all of my time
Sun-rise.... bless my eyes
Catch my soul - make me whole again
Sun-rise.... bless my eyes
Catch my soul - make me whole again
Sun-rise.... bless my eyes
Yeah,
Here we go one more time,
For all you ballers and ballette's out there,
The saga continues,
We took a little break,
But we back now,
It's our turn now
The first up to bat,
Is that nigga... They call... MASE
Yeah, you heard me right... MASE
Yeah, and if you don't believe it,
Double Up motherfuckers
[Instrumental]
This is not a test
This is reality
We're all lying
Who's in the house?
Who's in the house?
Who's in the house?
Limp Bizkit is in the house
Who's in the house?
Who's in the house?
Who's in the house?
Limp Bizkit is in the house
Ayyo, I think it's time we give them a sign
Take it back to seventy-nine when hip-hop would shine
Of a good times and the hood felt fine
I mean, we came from pro kegs, to Bally's to afrocentric dreads
From nappy heads, to now we being prawled by the feds
From low-top fades, to baldheads to braids
To doo rags with tilted hats
And cats carrying razor blades inside their mouth
Before we was gettin crunk and going dirty dirty south
Know what I'm sayin, It was all about what a nigga would spit from his mouth
How much weight to a hole
Back when the Cold Crush Brothers was fresh, fly, wild and bold
Kool Moe Dee versus Busy Bee, Force MC's and the Fantastic Freaks
Mc Spoony G, on the wheels of steel Grandmaster D
Or Flash and DST, sparking their wild style
With that spinback that made the other cats go wild
Let me tell you son, we goin back to porce tapes to four tracks
when we always wanted more tracks
From the SP-1200 with two point five seconds per sampling pack
That was all we had but niggaz was glad
They could loop the beat, so maybe they could scoop the street
This is back when Marley Marl first dropped the "Symphony"
The eighty-six MC era, when Rakim struck all y'all crap MC's with terror
And Kool G Rap and Kane flipped track to argue who was better
And yes, some would stress it was KRS from the Bronx
And he proved that MC Shan from Queens was no conte
Then we flash to the nineties, when shit got all grimey
And everybody was claimin they was thug, gansta or crimey
When WTC just appeared on the scene
This was the first time when everybody start to make some real cream
And New York niggaz walked around with fronts in their teeth
The next thing you know, east coast and west coast caught beef
And noone knew how far it would go
'Till we lost two great soldiers and now we cherish their souls
Two heroes, hip-hop industry now resorted down to numbers of ones and zeroes
From mono to stereo, from analog to digital
Now hip-hop life support's stuck on critical
Let's take it back before MTV and BET
Before the commercials by KFC, ATT and Mickey D's
Before all you gangstas and G's, pimps and hoes
Let's take it back to the original flows
Of an MC, his DJ, the mic and the show
The crowd yelling Hoooo
And off on the way we go
Let's take it out of the matrix
Ayyo Tech, yo Sway, let's get back to the basics
Make marijuana legal, make marijuana legal
Make marijuana legal, make marijuana legal (well speak your mind then)
Ok, I will, no one has the right to tell me what I can do with my own body
What I can eat, drink or smoke, this is a free country
And no one can take away my constitutional rights
Hey man, can you put me on and I can say anything I want
Is that what I need to do? (Yea)
Then why isin't alcohol made illegal? Why isin't that
While you drinking it, it hang on and disposes your liver
Besides that, it's a habitat for alcohol
Besides that, cigarettes are much worse than pot
No one ever got killed by pot (you tell 'em, you tell 'em)
God damn it, man, everything, you can get us anything you want
(Anything you want, marijuana legal
Make marijuana legal, what's so bad anyway
What's so bad about feeling good?
There's nothing wrong with blowing crack, yea!)
Yo, stop, look & listen, guess who coming up?
And y'all was dumb enough to think that Method's number's up
Pockets so fat, they need a tummy tuck, you hungry fucks
Can sum it up, I give my money up, spit at a honey
Then split a honey Dutch, roll it up, can't roll with us
If you can't hold your liquor, throw it up, y'all know what up
See we them niggaz, ain't no hoe in us, the flow is nuts
I'm off the meter, momma wished that I was off the reefer
But, for now, I got this game up in the cobra clutch
Plus, the silverback gorilla swigger, shot of Tequila to the gut
Nigga, trust, I got that Killa up
What y'all ain't feelin' us? Ain't feelin' ya
When half ya niggaz posing similar, yea
Ladies and gents, I think this game need a enema, yea
It's "common sense", I Used 2 Love H.E.R., now they pimpin' her, yeah
But if you Enter the Wu-Tang, you tripping
Like somebody tied together your shoestring, now listen
I'm the, real deal, come on, come back to get ya like bad karma
Y'all niggaz is throwing rocks with glass armor
Fuck the court system, pleading the fifth
And if Def Jam is deaf, start reading my lips
I'm cocky, possibly I got my reasons and shit
They ain't built a man that can stop me from feeding my kids
And if you don't know where I'm coming from, never know where I be in
Most likely, where ya start at'll be the place where you eating
And anybody hating on him, hating on them
That's right, anybody hating on him, hating on them, motherfuckers
How could you ever say that I'm washed up
When I'm the dirtiest thing in sight
It's the unsung hero
Latino Robert DeNiro
Fly (?) in your life
Fly (?) in your life
Welcome to Bashtown, where we put that smash down
The corporation up, ready when the music blast now
{Nigga} I ain't no class clown
I'm just a cash cow
It's Dope House, Latino Velvetism trapped out
Cause I'm a ice breaker
And I'm a odds maker
And I'm a law breaker, jaw breaker, a salt shaker
And that's a hater {hoe}
If you think that's the way to go
Bet you hate yourself too, livin' so deflatable
And I don't need a goon
To hit you with the doom
To bust you in the {pussy} mouth and pop, your balloon
I'm so definitive
Game tight is what I give
The way I kept this {bitch}, finnin' show you how I live
I'm on the next flight
Smokin' on kryptonite
They try to hold the Mexi down, but we gon' get it right
I got some SPM
I got some new Lucky
Some sick Stooie Bros. {shit}, now you gon' really love it
[Refrain: {slowed down}]
So we gon' hold it how we fold it, stack it til the end
Some say "What's upper" to a player made Mexican
So we gon' hold it how we fold it, stack it til the end
A symphony of color
Painted on a western sky
The thunder roars and the rain it falls
Over fields, over streams, over us,
You're over us...
Expressions of Your glory
Expressions of Your heart
In all You are
You speak to us
Expressions of Your love
A message sent from Heaven
Walked among us as a man
The Son of God and Light of the world
Love divine, crucified, (and) made alive,
You're alive...
Oh Jesus make me
An expression of You
Expressions of Your glory
Expressions of Your heart
In all You are
You speak to us
Dragon
Say it with me, Dragon
There can be, Dragon
Dragon
Say it with me, Dragon
Dragon yeah
Say it with me, Dragon yeah
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Yeah, this is the world famous DJ Clue
Desert Storm Fabolous the album Street Dreams,
I mean we all Street Dream
from sometime to another you know fast cars, cash, women,
living the life, my boy Fabolous
Yo what's up?
You've reached MH
Leave a message at the tone
Yo, yo, this Romeo and LDB boy
What's up Bat?
* (Pusha T)
Playas we ain't the same, I'm into 'caine and guns
Show par with the fishes, make the face lift numb
Out in Panama in that amazing sun, I'm amazing, son
You niggas wonder where my grace is from
I speak with corrupted tongue
Recognized the underworld since I was young
Back in '84 when I saw Crocket & Tubbs as the law
These eyes got big when they televised that raw
My mama should've seen it comin'
Me runnin' up and down the stairs too quick
Hummin' Miami Vice theme music
Called the 'roin made me colder
I see the villains' impact, now that I'm older
Ignorant fool, views ignorant, too
Got a lot of money, keep militant tools
Wasn't present the session they handed out the rules
So I grab a tape and related to life's cruels
The meaning?
Pusha T's more than the semen
Not just a rap name, more so like a damn shame
Nothing's changed, just the crimes is less heinous
The three of us know, yet the shooter remains nameless
And I don't even watch my back
I was raw before rap, and I ain't lost my past
Shit could get hairy, I could lose my-self in a flash
Niggas'll think I'm Jim Carrey how I off that "Mask"
(Malice)
I even went by the book at first
Until I realized 9 to 5 wouldn't quench my thirst, so I
Start my mission, leave my residence
Mama knew that I child like me had better sense
But something had to give, that's real I had to live
I chefed that soft white and pumped from her crib
Scouts honor started with my grandmama
Who distributed yay she had flown in from the Bahamas
Partner, please, I grinds, I hustle with ease
Can damn near eyeball any weight in my sleep
I don't entertain hate surrounding the street
If I was you, I'd be trynna get down with me
But no, see these niggas know too much
Meanwhile I rock jewels that look like my diamonds blush
Cats act as if rap fell in my lap
I've suffered heartbreak many times back to back
And still feel belittled sittin' here spittin' riddles
Amongst clown ass rappers who tend to give me the giggles
Let 'em take it however they wanna take it
I'm the reason your favorite MC's no longer your favorite
Hey, I one of the greats, I can't lie
I mean great to the point I'm concerned I might die
Make no mistake, Malice is who you tune to
Make way with path to Zion!
I declare this a heavenly scene,
May this be the noise your sole to feed.
I declare this a heavenly scene,
The pressure builds before you know it you're on your knees!
Shaolin stand up!
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Children of all ages I welcome you to the world of Ho-Wop!
[Reporter #1]
He could be the most successful Rap star in America,
His first album sold 4 million copys,
But lately Snoop Doggy Dogg,
is spending more time in the Criminal Courts Building than in the studio.
[Reporter #2]
There has been no shortage of controversy for rapper Snoop Doggy Dogg,
His followers, called the Dogg Pound say they are trying to display a positive image in negative times.
[Reporter #3]
Meantime prosecuters say,
in so they are not planning to drop murder charges against rap music star Snoop Doggy Dogg.
[Reporter #2]
Prosecuters may have to drop murder charges against Snoop Doggy Dogg.
[Snoop]
Yeah,
this is dedicated to niggas who said gangster rap was dead.
Fuck Y'all
Ayo buck ayo start the motherfuckin track
we let these niggaz i aint got to spit shit at these clown
these fuckin chumps word to mother right now
i'm about to go a head and continue
to make my motherfuckin hits and shit
and do what i do you know that motherfuckin platnum sound
that muder inc sound
(speaking)
In the jungle, it grew a tree
Where all the animals could be
In the jungle, it grew a tree
Where all the animals could be
*helicopter flies overhead*
[cop] One of twenty, I'm behind the vehicle
And there goes the suspect, he saw us now
*police siren*
*chopper still flying around*
*chains rustling*
Coolio, c'mon man, hurry up!
*chopper makes another pass*
*somebody whistles*
*chains rustling*
*siren stops*
[cop] Back here
Police officer, come on out or I'ma send in the dog
Police officer, come on out or I'ma send in the dog
*whispered "fuck em"*
Front em, front em!!
[WC]
Yeahhhh, beeaaaa!!
Back up in the mutha-fucka
Crawlin up the letter to skanless
Givin it up, straight holdin my nuts
Dub-C nigga, still chanky as fuck
Fresh out, so fuck the world nigga
This is MAAD Circle to the fullest, everybody killa
Takin it back to the days of drum loops
And lyrical skills, before niggaz got record deals
The dope game, when beats was the product
And only those with mic control made a profit
Before the shady ass contracts and restrictions
When niggaz true to this ruled the underground connection
Back to the days of hardcore
So lock your doors, here comes the MAAD Circle
"You know, we do whatever we do to survive"
[instrumental]
[The snow covered plains...]
[Early dawn...]
["As the village greets a new day, the old Crow cries atop the pine.]
[Spiritually bounded with nature and all creatures, great and small, the]
[hunting families sense danger as the cry of the old Crow continues. A]
[rumble, at first loud enough to a human ear, grows into a deafening storm]
[of hooves thundering across the frozen tundra. Then bursts into the]
[village, four times five riders clad in in armour black. Swords drawn]
[glimmering int the awakening sun's light. Cries echoes. Throats are slit.]
[Beautiful bodies fall to the frozen ground and limbs of able men are stewn]
[across the snowcovered plains. The blood colours the white snow red. Women]
[and children are brought far north. Hidden under the foliage of a majestic]
[tree, a ten year-old boy. When the shadows ahorse can no longer be heard,]
[he crawls out from his hideout to seek his loved ones. Not a sound. Not a]
[movement. No sign of life...]
[Halford]
[instrumental]
The Seventh son of Seven
Has been divided into three souls
Magic
Force
and wisdom
The Snake
The Eagle
And the Lion
This is the story
About the calm before the storm
A story
About the return of the late bloomers
And the arrival of the folwers from hell
The way of the Orphans
Sons of the Orient
Walking on Shadowed stones
Seeking the light of the dark
While walking
on the never ending path of darkness
Suddenly, Snake Magic boy held his brothers
and whispered....
Black is beautiful
Kiss the burning darkness
And all together they whispered
Black is beautiful
Kiss the Burning darkness
While the storm still rage
Suddenly Eagle Force found a candle
Lion Wisdon took his hand
Lift it up and then he shauted
Black is beautiful
Now, Light the burnning Darkness!
Yeah finally some fun stuff
me and my girls can get wild and what not
forget all the haters, forget your troubles
get dressed, get lookin all cute
go to the party, the club, or whatevah
tell that dj to play yo song
say yo my man bust out with my joint
thats right.
go ahead and find that special someone
and do your thing
just do it yo
get loose
have fun and enjoy yourself
okay y'all lets do this
you ready?
okay people.
lets get famous
lets get famous
Spoken word... have ya heard?
What's it all mean? what does it really mean?
What is it? what exactly is it... is it poetry? is it prose?
What is it... rants and raves?
Some people want you to be... political.
And they want you to be pissssed offff...
They don't want you to try and be... honest.
GOD FORBID you try to be funny.
So, there's nothing more i can say, except that... right now...
Wherever you are... listening to this... i can guarantee you...
[Instrumantal]
Yo What's Up?
You've reached MH
Leave a message at the tone
Yo, Yo, This Romeo and LDB boy
What's up Bat?
[interviewer, possibly Harry Allen]
What are you giving them back?
[Rakim]
Umm, I think what I'm givin them back man is umm...
what they been waitin for yaknahmean? Umm...
SKILLS
When I first met you, you were my whole world
I told you promises and dreams, you laid all your trust into me
And to think after all those times they were promises I couldn't keep?
I said "I love you" and you said it back,
I said all my condolences for everything I've done
Au niveau des cotes,
l'epicontiplagie est rarement
associee a une epitrocleite
due a la repetition
des movements de secussion
et de pronosuperation
Au niveau de l'interligne
radiocarpe,
West LA, Put your hands up
West LA, We in the house
West LA, Put your hands up
West LA, Now bounce (bounce)
This isn't to make you feel good
The wait is over, lets get into it
First off please let me say
Treat everyday like it's your big day
Join my gang, Birthday gang (birthday gang), Boys and
girls
Welcome to a Mann's World
Good evening Ladies and Gentleman
I'm Niah Pitson
I'm standing in front of the historic Manns chinese theatre
where thousands literally thousands of fans, journalists
and well wishers have gathered merely to catch a glimpse
of the artists formerly known as fresh prince.
This album premiere marks Will Smith's return to the world of rap.
The long awaited album entitled Big Willie Style has broken sales records everywhere
from Bangkok to Madagaskar as we all anxiously await the arrival of the man himself.
Oh wait a minute judging from the stir of the crowd
yes he's arrived Ladies and gentleman
Will Smith has arrived
Will Will hey Will real brothers
hey whats up man how you doing
I'm Keith B Real from Keep it Real radio and founding editor of Keep it Real magazine
and motivational tapes we practice what we preach here brother
and that is Keeping it Real.
Now Will let me ask you something
do you think that you make quote unquote real rap music
cause I ain't never seen no Wu dancing wit no singing alien keep it real
Well brother I like to have a good time have fun with the music that I make
you know let people have fun
Fun in times like these anyway keep it real another question if I can move on.
Will you've saved the world two years in a row
do you think you have some sort of supervalistic complex
I'm sorry brother supervalistic
Yeah look it up I ain't got time I'm keeping it real
I mean do you feel that your supervelous than everybody else
Wait hold hold on hey charlie charlie why don't you escort
Mr Real inside sow him to a real nice table
Easy easy
YOU!
We are living for this completly by choice
We are living for this completly by choice
YOU!
UUUH!
To suceed we must first believe
First believe that we can
YOU!
YOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUU!
What's your last name?
Kingston
Say, "My name is Kingston Calloway"
My name is Kingston Calloway
Say, "I am the son of the soul machine"
I am the son of the soul machine
Excuse me Mr Green
The guests are waiting for the album to start
Well, let them wait
[Instrumental]
wussup everybody dis is outlandmoro again
it all begins with da early morn prayer a humble peace to the angles at each of ma shoulders one kiss gonna seize da sky god is great im probably da happiest kid on da block and blah blah blah sorry i cant b bothered........................
Ohh wee
My darlin
Can I make love to you tonight
Sweetheart
I will do you right
I can make you feel so good
*speaking*
Uhh so, hi! Thank you very very much for many things,
Thanks. Umm, thanks for clapping now. Thanks. Umm, first of
All thank you for sticking around through the nastieness that
Is in this room, and uhh well so yea. Whoops. Uhh yea I'm
Atom from over there, I write songs on music sequencers and
Synthesizers and play them alot, and uhh. So, this is the last
Show that I'm playing at this. So thank you very very much
For coming, umm thanks that's very nice. Umm so yea I know
Alot of people have come from a really flattering distance,
And uhh a lot of people have said some very touching things
To me so thanks very much, I will stop saying things now and
Here are lots of songs. This is gonna be a long thing so we'll
All be dead. YEA! Hey John, could you turn up the vocals and
The moniter just a hair and then songs will be played. Okay,
So thanks very much, very all very hot already so ve might
As well, i dunno, i hope you enjoy this. Lets have big dance
Party. Okay, your right, this is a song about the metric
System and how wise it is. Thank you, And it's a song about
How it's embarassing to meet anyone else from any other
Country, except for part of England I suppose, and why we
Some of You Mutha Fuckas Know Me
Ya Say Thats Joe Bruce My Neighborhood Homie
Tryna Come Up Tryna Be a Rap Star
But His Basement Tapes Aint Goin Far
I Aint Tryna Be Famous
I Aint Tryna Be Rich
All Im Tryna do Is Dip My Dick in Your Bitch
See Me At the Dark Rim Shootin Hoops
Or At Home Takin Beats From the Lifers Groupe
Yea I'm Jackin Beats I Aint Afraid to Say
Them Them Mutha Fuckas Rottin in Jail Anyfuckinway
But I Dont Need to Hear U Say It
Ya Dont Like My Shit Than Dont Fuckin Play It
"Eh Yo J Yer Tape Is Weak"
Now Yer Eyes Swelled Shut and Yer Missin Teeth
This Is a Home Made Mutha Fuckin Basement Track
Schönen guten Tag meine Damen und Herren, mein Name ist Samy Deluxe, yeah
so gehts los Baby, Verdammtnochma, wir sind da, klopf klopf.
Ich bin zurück, ihr braucht nicht länger zu warten,
Ich bin deluxe, das klar, die leute kennen den Namen rennen in den Laden,
kommn wieder raus, Kribbeln im Bauch, Grinsen im Gesicht
MC's wolln das Rezept für mein Erfolg
finden tun sie's nicht, NIEMALS.
Ich bin bloss eines dieser Kids aus der Großstadt
Chicks fallen in Ohnmacht,
ich zeig euch wie man aus nix ne Million macht
und zwar aus meinem Herz über die Zunge, über die Lippen, Luft aus der Lunge
direkt rein in eure Ohren und ich fühl mich wie neugeboren.
Ich bring Rap auf deutsch nach vorne,
bin besser als er, bin besser als die,
bin definitiv der beste MC den's hier in Deutschland gibt
und sag bounce zu dem scheiss, sauf zu dem scheiss,
rauch zu dem scheiss, kauf dir den scheiss,
dreh da verdammtnochma laut diesen scheiss, denn ich bin zurück.
Herzlich Willkommen zurück meine Damen und Herren
Dies ist Samy Deluxe, wie ist der Kreislauf?
Erst kommt das Studio, dann kommt das Radio,
dann läuft das Video, dann kommt ihr live zur Show
Das hier bin ich, das ist mein Leben und mein Livestyle,
Beruf und Berufung, nein, ich nehm mir keine Freizeit,
und die leute lieben den Scheiss, Freestyle und geschriebenen Scheiss
ja mann ich bin wieder dabei, es wird wieder mal Zeit,
also gib mir das Mic.
Dies hier ist gute musik, einfach fürs gute Gefühl,
schubidua ba schubidui (?)
schick nach der show all die Groupies zu mir,
ich heisse euch Herzlich Willkommen zurück
schreib für euch, jeder scheiss song is deluxe,
macht euch bereit für die kommenden Hits, denn dies ist der Typ.
Erst kommt das Studio, dann kommt das Radio,
dann läuft das Video, dann kommt ihr live zur Show
Ich weiss ihr liebt den Flow, deluxe am mikrofon,
dies ist der shit den ihr braucht.
Yeah genauso und nicht anders Baby, dies ist deluxe
Lass den Namen auf der Zunge zergehen
Erst kommt das Studio, dann kommt das Radio,
dann kommt das Video, hör zu
Ich schreib was ich erleb und bleib wach bis sehr spät,
weiss dass ihr versteht dass dies mir ans Herz geht
gefangen in diesem Kreislauf, kann mir selber nicht helfen
und dies geht raus an meine Leute ich weiss ich melde mich zu selten
doch wenn ich da draußen in der Welt bin, ständig am Reisen
und wenn ich dann heim bin brauch ich die Zeit für meinen Kleinen und zum Schreiben
ich weiss es ist nicht leicht zu Begreifen, doch ich liebe euch Jungs
brauche euch Jungs vertraue euch Jungs, glaub an euch Jungs und ich bin noch besser
drauf mit euch Jungs.
doch hab da dieses Problem ich lass fast keinen an mich ran, es ist nicht so,
dass ich nicht will, nur dass ich einfach nicht kann, doch alles
was man hat sind Freunde, stand heut in meinem Glückskeks,
ich war kurz weg, jetzt bin ich aufm rückweg
Erst kommt das Studio, dann kommt das Radio,
dann läuft das Video, dann kommt ihr live zur Sow
Ich weiss ihr liebt den Flow, deluxe am mikrofon,
Ihr andren Rapper rappt, aber wen interessiert das schon.
tout le monde est gentil
tout le monde est jolie
tout le monde est polie
tout le monde a des folie
moi je ne suis moins que sa je sui presci
oui presci
sa nom n'est pas jolie
se n'est non plus polie
et encore moins gentil
mai je sui presci.
[Instrumental]
Where is romeo?
where is romeo?
Here i am
here i am
How you do today sir?
Very fine
I thank you
I am going to
Rock the crowd
[Instrumental]
(Mannie Fresh)
Have you ever met a balla in whole damn life
Wit plenty money, plenty bitches, and a whole lot of ice
I'm that nigga man, tha one they talkin about
I'm that nigga man, wit tha big ass house
Move over, Range Rover
I f**kin told ya
(Bullet Proof)
Bubba gotta brand new solja
(Mannie Fresh)
Who bought this bitch, Cash Money man
Let's start this bitch tha new hurricane
See tha niggas ain't gone like that
But tha bitches gone ride that
(Bullet Proof)
Big money is heavy weight
That's Fresh and Big B
Two uptown shinners, numba one stunna's
Fresh got a Berban, Baby got an all black Hummer
Bought a Jag for tha summer, green wit tan leather
TV's in tha head rest, 20's on tha compressor
So much ice in B's Roley you can't get a slow glance
He ain't have no money in his bank account till tha over flow came
My Uncle Prime got a 5 and it's top of tha line
19 inches cause 20's f**ks up tha ride
I'm worth millions, I'm a balla dog
Rolex full of diamonds I'll blind ya dog
17 wit 7 cars I'm a shina dog
I'm an Uptown shina, neighborhood hunter
Red Hummer, Blue Hummer they both on chrome
Whoa!, I got a million minutes on my Prime Co. phone
I'm an Uptown shina, neighborhood hunter
Red Hummer, Blue Hummer they both on chrome
Whoa!, I got a million minutes on my Prime Co. phone
(Wayne) Now on the left side
(Fresh) Y'all girls deserve better
(Wayne) Now on the right side
(Fresh) Buy them all Gucci sweaters
(Wayne) Now in the front
(Fresh) Drink Cristal til you fall
(Wayne) Now in the back
(Fresh) Y'all niggas gon' straight up ball
(Wayne) Now on the left side
(Fresh) We sittin on chrome
(Wayne) And on the right side
(Fresh) Plenty Prime Co. phones
(Wayne) And in the front
(Fresh) Well if it's on then it's on
(Wayne) Nigga in the back
(Fresh) Them some bitches I would love to bone
Let's go, uh uh yeah
Yes indeed ladiez and gentlemen by all means
It's the sound of New York's, number one
The biggest drastic, bald headed king
DJ Eeeeeeesss
NS, trip my man Timbaland, Magoo
Another funk Stacey joint, word up, c'mon
Yeah uh uh, c'mon, yeah, yeah c'mon
New York, New York c'mon, ATL Durty South c'mon
L.A. Cats c'mon, DC Cats c'mon
East coast, west coast, SNS go
Who keep ya jumpin'
Who keep ya heads bangin' in all those party's
Who keep ya droppin' them bows
Timbaland, in all those parties
Who keep ya jumpin'
Who keep ya heads bangin in all those party's
Who keep ya droppin' them bows
Timbaland, in all those parties
It's me y'all, it's me y'all
It's me y'all, DJ SNS y'all
It's me y'all, it's Mag n' you ya'll
It's, it's us y'all, pricky pricky
Pricky pricky, pricky
[Chorus]
Just a stone (stone, stone, stone , stone)
I guess I'm just a roling stone
D.O.N.N.I.E (Oh yeah)
Just a stone (stone, stone, stone, stone)
I guess I'm just a roling stone
D.O.N.N.I.E (Oh yeah)
Just a stone
I am a rolling stone, I am a rolling stone
[Donnie]
You see, I had a girl I was in love with
And she loved me for me
But it didnt work out
And than I made it, I made it
But now, how am I gonna find somebody that's there for me
For the real me
I'm all alone
Untill I find that girl, that one for me
I guess I'm just a rolling stone
[Chorus]
D.O.N.N.I.E (Oh yeah)
Just a stone (stone, stone, stone, stone)
I guess I'm just a roling stone
D.O.N.N.I.E (Oh yeah)
Just a stone
I am a rolling stone, I am a rolling stone
Girl I really love you
you gonna love me
I know you gonna love me
Don't you know that the feelings are so real deep down in our souls tonight
Ooh wee-last night I wrote a letter to you, I want you to know
Don't you know that the feelings are are so real deep down in our souls tonight
And you know
I really love you
Girl I really love you
You gonna love me
I know you gonna love me
Can I get a witness
We're gonna do it this time
Can't nobody
Ain't nobody
can't nobody sing like us
JoJoJo
sing it boy
(I trusted you..)
Wake up.... I've been... watching you...
Instrumental
yeeeeehh
(ray j)It's been a long time coming you ready?
Ray J (baby)
(it's not me baby)
(lets go) Ray J
yeeeeehh
Follow me I'm about to take this R&B; issue to a new level(lets go)
until its not me baby
Good evening, ladies and gentleman. Welcome to our presentation of Storiez, presented by Lamp Mode Recordings. My name is Rick Horne and I'll be your host.
From the earliest records of civilization, human beings have used storytelling as a powerful tool to communicate all that is considered significant regarding human experience. Over time, this has included everything from the classic struggle between good and evil to simple descriptions of everyday life, or even the use of the imagination to create mythical worlds. Although the media through which these stories are transmitted have changed over the years, the passions that lie at the root remain unchanged. Of course, this is because human nature itself has not changed.
The late author and philosopher C.S. Lewis is quoted in his Christian Reflections as saying, "History is a story written by the finger of God". With this in mind, human history and countless stories contained within it can be seen from two vantage points. The first would be characterized as secular history, or how humanity has lived out its existence without regard for its Creator. The second vantage point- the Biblical one- sees human history as the stage upon which God Himself-as the writer, director and main character- has been actively at work for His redemptive purposes, and ultimately the glory of Jesus Christ.
Instrumental
Intro
Girls voice:Previously on Pastor Troy
phone rings
Hello
Troy:Is P There
Naw P ain't here
tell him since everybody think they soldiers them down south georgia boys said
lets go to war
then snippets from no mo play in G.A., Pastor Troy for President,the city
No one has the right (To hurt me)
Especially when they say (They love me)
Apologies dont make (Anything better)
So i'll take my love and my life (and leave today)
(chorus)
Run to a shelter, run to a friend
Better run for my life before it comes to an end
Run to a shelter, run to a friend
Better run for my life before it comes to an end
(bridge)
I am gonna run far away from here
No more cussin, no more fighting, and living in fear
I am gonna run far away from you
I have come to my senses and I dont need you
I am gonna run gonna leave you today
'Cause I know there's got to be a better way
Im gonna run, take my children's hand
We are leaving this nightmare as fast as we can
I don't even know, in which direction I should go
but im sure its the right thing to do, its time to make a move.
The first time I was shoved, I shoulda been out the door
but I accepted the spologie, open myself up for more
abuses, excuses, abuses, excuse me!
I don't have to live this way, Im leaving you today
abuses, excuses, abuses, excuse me!
I don't have to suffer anymore, im walking right out of that door
Run to a shelter, run to a friend
Better run for my life before it comes to an end
Run to a shelter, run to a friend
Better run for my life before it comes to an end
Some of my so called friends, advised me to stick around
their not the one's getting burned, slapped or beaten down to the ground.
They say financial security is hard to come by for a woman like me,
and for the children, I need a good home, so I should sacrifice until their grown.
abuses, excuses, abuses, excuse me!
I don't have to suffer anymore, im walking right out of that door
abuses, excuses, abuses, excuse me!
I don't have to live this way, Im leaving you today
I am gonna run far away from here
No more cussin, no more fighting, and living in fear
I am gonna run far away from you
I have come to my senses and I dont need you
I am gonna run gonna leave you today
'Cause I know there's got to be a better way
Im gonna run, take my children's hand
We are leaving this nightmare as fast as we can
Now, I don't blame myself for the present situation
for this, kind of behavior, there is no justification
Im looking ahead to the future, I wont forget the past
I wont repeat this part of my life, its over atlast!
abuses, excuses, abuses, excuse me!
I don't have to live this way, Im leaving you today
abuses, excuses, abuses, excuse me!
I don't have to suffer anymore, im walking right out of that door
I am gonna run far away from here
No more cussin, no more fighting, and living in fear
I am gonna run far away from you
I have come to my senses and I dont need you
I am gonna run gonna leave you today
'Cause I know there's got to be a better way
Im gonna run, take my children's hand
We are leaving this nightmare as fast as we can
Run to a shelter, run to a friend
Better run for my life before it comes to an end
Run to a shelter, run to a friend
Better run for my life before it comes to an end
Run to a shelter, run to a friend
Better run for my life before it comes to an end
Run to a shelter, run to a friend
Better run for my life before it comes to an end
Ladies and Gentlemen, put you hands together for Dane Cook, come on!
*cheers and claps*
Yeah! Keep it going for the comics you've seen tonight.
Keep it going for the comics you've seen, any night!
Keep it... forget comics,
Just keep it going for people that are kinda funny at parties.
You know what, fuck that!
Just keep it going for people who say things that aren't funny,
but you laugh just to make them feel like they're not an idiot.
You kinda just go *HAHAHA* and then when they leave your like,
What a fuckin' idiot! Keep it going for them!
Keep it going for you guys, yeah!
*Dane laughs*
What's happenin'? You guys feelin' good tonight, yea?"
[instrumental]
The following material has been rated next
By the Divine Mill association
It is intended for a mature audience
Parental discretion is advised
Through our journey you will be experiencing
Sounds like(woman: Ay Papi)
And even shit like (woman moaning)
Hell you might even get some (woman moaning)
And a little (woman: I love you give me more)
[featuring mos def]
[mos def]
Gravity.
Uh.ha.ha.ha.ha
Yeah gravity is all around
Gravity get up or gravity get down
Some heads wanna escape but don't try
You contempt to get fly but you can't defy
And just when you thought you strayed far away
Here comes gravity to save the day
Here comes gravity to save the day
Here comes gravity gravity...
Definition: now plural... gravities...
(1) importance
(2) seriousness
(3) weight
(4) the attraction of bodies toward the center of the earth
(5) what you are listening to right now
Gravity... you know it make me
Think about the space program and...
Nasa and all that, know what i'm sayin'
An think he got some place
In space, he do!
It's called earth
We better off just...
Holdin' down this little square that god gave us
Instead of tryin' to...
Question the unquestionable
You try to claim the unknown
The unknown claim you...
Gravity is what we
Must submit to
[hook]
New negro definition:
Gravity is your mother's hand
Gravity is your father's voice
Gravity is your baby's heartbeat in his sleep
Gravity is visiting you birthplace
Divine is your race
Gravity is... tender memories of hard times
Gravity put the letters together in my rhyme
Gravity... is all around
Gravity... make we all get down, check it...
Gravity is all around
Gravity get up, gravity get down
Some heads wanna escape but don't try
You contempt to get fly but you can't defy
Just when you thought you strayed far away
Here comes gravity to save the day
Man compared to gravity, son we all jack new
Submit to the law 'cause it's a must to do
Submit to the law 'cause it's a must to do
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
We're running up and down the streets
Kicking the shoes off of our feet,
It's been a while since we were kids.
No other feeling rivals this
It's our time won't change for anyone.
Introducing, the star of the show
Bring it on if you think you can hang
Represent one time time time
May I have your attention, please, what you are about to hear
Is undoubtedly the most incredible MC of the year
No, no, no, no no wait no please no wait no listen, um
All that I wish to do is to display
A brand new rendition of style that I have
It'll only take a moment of your time, four minutes
Then it will be beneficial when it is replenished
But then again, you might never return to the shit
You're hearing on the radio, get burned
I have a dream, one day we will get to the promised land
Then the president will be me
The government will be Shabaam, Mos and Kweli that's it
All whackness is now banned
Obtain access through rector scans
Voice verification enhancement, the man who moves his hand
And will motion light detect you
For genetic confirmation, DNA verification
Access pharoahe, codename 13
Residence south side, queens, armed and dangerous
Smack the nigga in the mouth stabbed his mother in the eyeball
I brawl like Mike Tys, in his prime
My advice you think twice before you grime
'Cause I'll wink once
(One time)
Your bitch is mine
'Cause she's feeling the flow best believe I'm drilling the hole
Heads high kill em wit the low
Revealing, chillin', filling up position to be killing the show
Stoppin' 'em on top feeling plus I'm grilling the dough
For a couple of million or so I'll be willing to blow
Pharoahe look up in the air and a million niggaz
Are feeling 'em on the low
Every syllable of mine is an umbilical cord through time
For the sick typical niggaz who choose to pick pitiful rhymes
Spit, shit it's more dimes to get
More higher levels of spirituality to reach and I'm trying to win
Refuse to lose, refuse to lose
Greetings Patron Saints and guilty faces
we welcome you to our horror show of an event
with open hearts and bloody grins
we sing the songs of times to come
and the ones we've grown to love!
Those in the way...BEWARE!
You ever want something
That you know you shouldn't have
But the more you know you shouldn't have it
The more you want it?
And then one day, you get it, and it's so good to you
We got the straight droppin' everybody know
Where the money at, tell me where to go
Niggas jokin', hundred rounds hit your funny bone
Life short, nigga, but my money grown
Grind for years, nigga tried to fly to Belize
Homie want a hundred mill, but he caught a hundred years
Gettin' more money 'cuz I care less
I'mma ball, double R on my head rest
Ross and Diddy got a nigga all illuminated
Fornicatin', get your main bitch lubricated
Came from the bottom, now a nigga packin' fields
Came from the bottom, now the house on the hills
Can you see me ho? Bitch can you see me now?
Got me on my Pac shit
When I caught my first lick, never lookin' back
30 chains on, lookin' like a turtle neck
I see you niggas broke
You wanna hit this dough
You went against the grain
Nigga gotta watch you choke
In the presence of the greatest, so humbling
Coke Boy, Bad Boy, and the double M
Reachin' for the stars, but my feet so grounded
Speak to the boss, nigga, don't creep around me
Peep the Frank Mueller, I'm a sharpshooter
Can't jerk me homie, I let your skank do that
I'm still affiliated with them brick dealers
Affiliated with them niggas trynna watch millions
You niggas thousandaires
Fuckin' with the dream team, need a thousand years
Pyrex boy, Montana, Straight chemist
Put them feelings to the side nigga
You say ya'll ready, but you not ready
We got the straight droppin' everybody know
DJ Technik mixtape mastermind
[Titty Boi:]
Trap check...
Trap check 1, 2...
It's ya playa partner Titty Boi a.k.a 2 Chainz!
And if you don't know what this is mane; it's a takeover
Codeine cowboy, mixtape D.V.D hosted by playa partner DJ Technik street executif (technik)
Frank white I see ya (Dj Frank white) southside stand up!
Uh, yes, hello, uh, good evening, ehm
I'm, I'm Gerald from 37B, uhm, yes
And I was wondering, could you turn the noise down please?
It's, it's giving me rather a headache
Instrumental
CHORUS:
Won't it be a pretty wedding?
Will not Lisa look delightful?
Smiles and tears in plenty shedding--
Which in brides of course is rightful
One could say, if one were spiteful,
Contradiction little dreading,
Her bouquet is simply frightful--
Still, 'twill be a pretty wedding!
Oh, it is a pretty wedding!
Such a pretty, pretty wedding!
ELSA:
If her dress is badly fitting,
Their's the fault who made her trousseau.
BERTHA:
If her gloves are always splitting,
Cheap kid gloves, we know, will do so.
OLGA:
If upon her train she stumbled,
On one's train one's always treading.
GRET:
If her hair is rather tumbled,
Still, 'twill be a pretty wedding!
CHORUS:
Such a pretty, pretty wedding!
CHORUS:
Here they come, the couple plighted--
On life's journey gaily start them.
Soon to be for aye united,
[Spoken intro]
Brothers and sisters, are you ready to dance at the prom?
This is passion, this is the one,
Yo, my name is Taquell a.k.a Baby Poppa
I told ya I know Ali, y'all thought I was playin'
I told yall I know the Lunatics
Leezy, Nelly, Spud, Murph and Kyjuan man
I know all of em since '99
Before Country Grammar before the Free City album
And now, Big Lee got that Heavy Starch out in the streets
It's over fo' real
Now next time Baby Poppa tell you somethin' you better listen
So keep your ears open 'cuz it's Ali, Heavy Starch let's go
Yo, Ali, Heavy Starch
Heavy Starch
Heavy Starch
Say it again
Heavy Starch
Do it like we do Heavy Starch, Big Lee
Big Leezy fo sheezie with Heavy Starcheezy
What's up, Ali?
Hey Ali Heavy Starch
Peace to Ali comin' from Son keepin' it real, luv
Yo, what's up, Ali?
Shouts out to Big Lee, yea
Heavy Starch
What's up, Ali?
Heavy Starch
Big Leezy with the Heavy Starch
What's crack a lackin' Heavy Starch?
Heavy Starch
What's up, Ali?
Heavy Starch
Hi Ali! Heavy Starch
Heavy Starch, Big Lee
Big Lee Heavy Starch, Heavy, Heavy, Heavy Starch hahaha one luv
Right on, Ali
Right on, Heavy Starch
Ali, Heavy Starch
(Použit klavírní úryvek z klavírní sonáty è. 14
"Mìsíèní" op. 27 è. 2
Adagio Sostenuto - Ludwig van Beethoven)
"Intro"
Big & Rich
Because our task at the present moment is the task of understanding one another so thoroughly,
that there will be only one cause,
The United States in 1997,
The President of the United States,
The leader of the Free World.
Whitewater,
Chinese contributions laundered into the Democratic National Committee,
Dead attorneys,
Scandals left and right,
Missing files,
and what are we preoccupied with?
What to name is dog.
The United States in 1997,
With the President of the United States a Crooked Figurehead
[Instrumental]
It's neither touch nor taste
But silvery lines, the cute friendly face
I'll stand
You'll withdraw
Take me and I'm right on
What words sound the best to use?
What verse could possibly catch you?
Tell me why your heart sends sick, mixed messages
Tell me why my arteries cease to work
Show me to the sharpest, the right one so plangent
Strike out, the memories first
Tell me why your heart sends sick, mixed messages
Tell me why my arteries cease to work
Show me to the sharpest, the right one so plangent
Cause I look to you, I bathe in the earth
As I look to you, I bathe in the earth
Samy:
Ich sag Herzlich Willkommen,
zu dem ultimativen Sounderlebnissen 2002, 2003,
alle meine Leute hier wissen genau was ich mein,
ich sag, dreht nicht lauter sonst brenn die Speaker,
hier komm’ Afrob und Sam Semillia,
weiße T-Shirts, Baggie Pants und Sneaker,
ich bin sicher ihr erkennt sie wieder,
Afrob:
Oh, das ist der Sound und er kommt von allen Seiten,
da kann man nicht Streiten, dass dürft ihr hiten,
ihr seid augenblicklich Zeugen von den beiden,
Rapprotagonisten, die ihr können zeigen,
sind geraunt und gestaunt, spekuliert wie sonst kaum,
leg das hier auf und du kannst dem vertrauen,
alles wird gesagt und keiner wird verschont,
wir haben es gewagt und die Leute warten schon,
bin konsequent in dem was ich verfolge,
wenn ich wollte, gäb es heute revolte,
alter wir sind so, check dieses Intro,
Bingo, ja wir sind schuld an diesem Syndrom.
Ja, ja, ja das war'n Afrob und Sam Semillia,
was geht ab man,
für dein Kopf, heißen Sound, Baby
Welcome to the Megadef, step in at your own risk
Seven bucks a pop, we fuckin' with no pimps (the
Real) no nonsense, click, conquer and kill
(uh, i'm so suave), it hurts to piss, you ain't
Shit, but you talk it (off ma deals) and cook
Six inch sausage, open your grill, I get
(Crazy jockage), thanks a mill, you got the
Whole world hooked on some wankin' pills, bitch
Shoot to kill, my nukes are too clean, if you
Only knew what they do to emcees
Yo, that's me with a cuban lynch you can't
Afford 'cause your motherfuckin' music stinks, bling
Bling, just to piss you off and make you 'url, I'm
Sippin' don pee with some naked girls, on
Three, get your clique rushed, fuckin' with us, now who you
My momma said
"It seemed like yesterday my brother
Said him was gunna leave here
Said he was gunna go and make some money himself"
See my brother wants still to be a rapper
And he can rap real good too
He use to have this book he carried around with him all the time
He use to call it a diary, He use to take it everwhere he went
One day he took it to church when we went to sunday school
And the pastor asked him "Boy, whats that you got in your hand"
And he said this is my diary
And the pastor told him that sinners couldn't have no diary (sinner)
My brother said he was lying, And my brother said if he couldn't have a diary
and he was a sinner, he would just call it a diary of a sinner (diary)
My momma told him don't worry bout what pastor says
My momma told him don't worry bout what nobody says
If that was your diary, that's gunna be your diary
Thats what my mamma said
He said he gonna turn it into an album, And I believe him too
[After about a minute of mixing]
[Bomb explosions, gun shots]
(You know what you be?)
[Fatal]
You be like the type that come at me
And shoot one at me,
Tryna set it,
Then get another nigga to dead it
Outlaws we 'trol heat
Ya cold feet remain frozen
As Hussein show thieves
That got our own name stolen
I'm Hussein,
Flyin' down 95 in two lanes
Wearin' fitted and blue chain
The one out of these two thangs
Hustle or be hustled,
Tussle and these tough
They sheaths hunt you down
When you around and ya knees buckle
Popped up, whopped up, glock cocked up
An' got ya cop shot up,
Came to shook shop up
I took money, gave 'em horror
Recruit crooks for me
Keep my finger on strap,
'Til the gat looked ugly
I mash fast illy
G-packers get bagged silly
We pack mac millis
You know the science for that
These niggas tryna rap
When I spit it like I'm committed
Wid triple and double digits
Bag whatever bubble wid it
All y'all gon' do is be talkin' while I walk
Wid the war you ball way
Either way you playin' ya partner
Watch me bop down ya block
Wid my suit and chocolates
On some Deathrow Pac shit
Outlaw Khadaf shit, I got this,
I let you know you playin' yourself
Ain't seein' a damn bit ah coke
You might be bangin' yaself
Talk that crew shit,
I'm knowin' already who ain't gon' do shit,
Pack one nasty new wid, a lil' bit of blue shit
Confucious, run deep from Jerz,
Right off clue shit
Makaveli shit still bangin'
Y'all shoulda knew this
Y'all niggas gon' ride or die
[Intro:]
Yeah
This that dope shit right here cause-o (that dope shit)
While y'all bringin that swagger an' shit
That fuckin Germantown brown an' shit
Nix' gon' give you that Sour Diesel shit homey, f'real
Knahmean? (That's that shit right there, no doubt)
(That Sour Diesel shit from Philly)
Fuck dat man! (We runnin Philly)
Why Philly? It don't matter where the fuck you from
Yeah (Y'all know about that Q Da Minutemen)
(You remember that shit) A o T.P., I'm here
I'm higher than I ever been before cause-o
(First one on y'all) Yeah, they ain't ready for it man
(Second one is on me) Knahmsayin? We fuckin bosses out here
(Sour Diesel) Yeah Doap, give it to 'em dog
[Doap Nixon:]
Yo, Yo, John Kennedy rap
Niggaz cooked and sold they soul for stacks
I put the drugs down, so I got my memory back
New drinks bring the energy back
Mentally clap at this whole game (blap blap) with penitentiary raps
Got my freedom 'bout a century back
Couldn't swim nine thousand miles so they said Kenny was black
That means I'm half original, dominant color's the visual
Can't live life without principles
I joined a team and we all identical
Lyrical heavyweights on the tip of this tentacle
I'm out for blood and I'm a get it dawg
[Instrumental]
[Intro: Dom Pachino]
Napalm... fucking hear it?
Some good music, man, good music
Live instrumentation..
You heard? Chapizzy, what the fuck, baby?
Yo... bout to do this, yo
[Dom Pachino]
Why don't you be original, just switch your style up
I move like DSL, you still on dial-up
I tucked you in your folder, don't make me pull your foul
Staten Island, nigga, these niggas the wildest
Making sure, pardon up like a calyst, man, it's music on
copping yo palace
For a mansion in the Hamptons, my eyes red, and I keep a
box like Stanfred
My sons got guns, man, them shits is gigantic
Matter fact, I got some shit, niggas in the Atlantic
But I'd rather, kill 'em in they pockets, where it'll
really hurt 'em
Man, look it, and see how I'm learning, they see how I'm
earning
Now they all concerned, man, now they wanna sign me? I
think that they are grimey
I did it all myself with some help from my grimeys
Sold units out the ass like there's labels behind me
Slide in the scene, I think it's all timing
Ninety percent business, and ten percent rhyming
Hey, this is Steve Harvey
And I want to thank this brother
For inviting me to be a part of this project
Preacher's Son, Vol.1
And it is music the way I love music
It is soothing, it is grooving
It is the truth, it's old, it's new
It's for everybody
Kinda reminds me of when you
And your mamma used to sit around
And listen to the same songs
This is one of the cool soldiers of hip-hop
Dit dit dit dit dit dit dit
Concert, concert tonight
[Biz Markie singing]
My name is Biz Markie, I rock for Queens, Astoria
My new album is called, "Weekend Warrior"
But every time that I always hit a note
Just like DJ Kool, "eh-ah," Let Me Clear My Throat
But let me tell you that my name is the
[Rick Ross:]
You see
We dream chase
Cause that's all we was given to start with
They we realized
The dream was attainable
Now look at us
[Girl:]
Maybach music
Countin money all I seem to hear is benji talkin
Hater we ain't conversatin it's just semis talkin
Countin money all I seem to hear is benji talkin
Countin money all I seem to hear is benji talkin
Hater we ain't conversatin it's just semis talkin
Used to be the boul
They said they have a penny on em
Now I walk around with twenty chains with like a milli on em
Lace up my boots
Put on my strap
And go lookin for that paper I'm like where it's at
They lookin at me
I'm starin back (I see you)
Feelin like I'm superman
Every time I wear this mac
Monday
It's probably 106 & park
Tuesday
Probably in the hood where it get dark
Wednesday
Probably catch me swimmin with the sharks
With blood drippin from my shoes
These lous coated in my heart
[Rick Ross:]
See dreamchasin is a occupation
Those with the job understand the process and manifestation
A dream starts as a thought
And it's nurtured, achieved and sustained
Then we go back in our minds for more work
Let me out my cell
Right back on the mission
Fresh from offa bail
Right back in the kitchen
Who the fuck gon pay my lawyer
I got
And like eighty grams of crack
He said the feds probably come for ya
I'm like oh lord
Copper said I tried to kill I'm when I go to court
I hope they don't find me guilty
It's my word against they word
And I won't get a chance to speak
I caught my case with nine of my niggas
And I'm the only one they beat
I took one for the team
Even though I had a dream like martin luther king
Who thought that I'd be cover of these magazines
Cause I be spittin fire flow on kerosene
Lemme talk to em
Fuck ya'll niggas gon say about me
My north niggas they don't play about me
South philly niggas that'll spray about me
A million dollar bail in a day bout me
Ain't gotta sound real cause they'll tell you that
I'm on the top floor, I started where the cellar at
Self made, bitches
[Rick Ross:]
I had a dream one time
It was that I was gon make a lot of money
Doin what I wanted to do
I went after it
And it was a struggle to achieve
But you know what
I caught that bitch
Dreamchasers
This is where
I remember the stories they used to tell me,
about how beautiful and powerful she was.
She was a goddess amongst mortal men.
Every slight sound she made was a pure as an angel resting on her shoulder.
Every whisper she spoke, brought passion and clarity
to all those fortunate enough to hear her voice.
But that is no longer. Those are just stories from the past.
I see the way they treat her now, the way the disrespect and take advantage of her.
They used her for their own personal gain, success and pain.
They tricked her into thinking it was all done for love,
But really, it was done for money.
They say money is the root of all evil, but I know its people.
It's people who have carried out these treacherous crimes against her.
It is people who have tried to suck, and nearly drained the blood of her soul.
Her name is Music. She was once innocent, perfect.
But now I fear for the worst.
Behind this gate is a place
A damp dark place
Where sunlight does not shine
A place where people who are different
Who can call home
And what home would be complete without a family?
A family of hideous abominations that with will cast out of your world
The world that drags and boasts of love
The world didn't love when they branded us freekshows
Ahh yes, the deplorable little name we inbraced by tonight
It was you that turned your back on them
And now their going to rip your soul apart
There's no way out now
The mutation process is already begun
Just like that
Whether you change or decompose is no concern to me now
You've been warned
My job is done
Master p: yo silk where you at nigga?
Silk the Shocker: I"m right here nigga whas' happenin'?
Master p: Nigga they be some bustaz that be after us, ya heard
Mystikal: Say nigga what you mean bustaz?
Master p: Man nigga these bustaz tryina hate us and shit
Mystikal: Shit, nigga we'll take they asses out
Master p: Nigga you know it
Rap 1(Master p)
Yo i aint gon' let no busta jump me
ima knock his ass on tha floot before he can plead
that nigga gonna hit so bad he gon' bleed
shit yall niggaz best beleive me
(Mytsikal)
uh huh
hell yeah 504 is here
bustin up niggaz that dont give a fuck
bustin up niggaz that wont give it up
(Silk the Shocker)
nigga i had to put up wit this shit before
and shit nigga this fuckin bullshit aint gon happen no more
i beat yo motherfuckin ass you whore
so dont kock at my motherfuckin door
(lil romeo)
romeo right here
them bustaz actin queer
when i break the beer
and i shoot da deer
they aint come near
cuz i am here
chorus
them niggaz aint got shit
them niggaz aint got it
them niggaz actin pretty stupid
them niggaz tryina make some new shit
Rap 2
(Fiend)
ima kill yall hataz thas fo fure
you aint fuckin wit us stupid ass ho
lets bust it up on 4
2(wha)
3 and 4
here we are knockin at your door
now give us the dough
stupid ass ho
(Master p)
sing the chorus one more time
and nigga stay away from that ho she mine
chorus x8
(Master p)
this shit some 504 boy shit
nigga some no limit record
ha ha ha ha
ah ha ha
word up
(snoop dogg)
bow wow wow thas some mutherfuckin shit
and how
keep it korupt
music fade
Hoooooooo
Let Me Show You That I Care
Girl You Feel So Good
You And Me Tonight
Tell Me I Wanna Know If You Can Come With Me
Baby I'm Ready
I'm Ready For Your Love
I Wanna Know If You Can Come With Me
Baby I'm Ready
You Know The Time Is Now
Time Is Right
Don't Be Shy
Spend The Night
And Let Me Come Inside Tonight
Turn Down The Lights
I Wanna Love You Girl
Time Is Right
Don't Be Shy
Spend The Night
And Let Me Come Inside Tonight
Turn Down The Lights
Whoa Girl You Feel So Good To Me
(Simon A. Law)
Who's gonna love me ?
Will you ?
I open my heart to you.
An expression of love so precious should never be wasted,
but cherished eternally.
And how long will you let me love you this way ?
Forever ?
Then forever I'll love you,
with a love supreme.
Don't give up your search for love,
Why? For what reason? It actually looks pretty cool, and it goes with the
music. 5,6,7 ga ga ga ga ga ga guh ga ga guh. Uh, I know, that's not it. Well,
that's not so bad. I guess. No. You just gotta get it in u now. I know, right.
I wish I had a lot of stuff in me now. Are u guys recording our conversation. I
get the feeling you are. Are you, Jimmy? What're u talkin about? Just waitin on
u, Jimmy. U can come any time, Jimmy. U sound like Fran Drescher.
Welcome to Zug Izland
Your very own Zug Izland
Welcome Welcome Zug Izland
Welcome Welcome Zug Izland
Welcome to Zug Izland
Your very own Zug Izland
Welcome Welcome Zug Izland
Welcome Welcome Zug Izland
Welcome to Zug Izland
Your very own Zug Izland
Welcome Welcome Zug Izland
Welcome Welcome Zug Izland
Welcome to Zug Izland
Your very own Zug Izland
Welcome Welcome
[Intro: excerpt from "Scarface"]
Don't fucking go crazy on me, okay?
Just remember last year at this time
we were in a fucking cage, okay?
(You remember
I'd like to forget that)
I say be happy with what you've got
(You be happy
Me, I want what's coming to me)
Oh, well what's coming to you?
(The world chico
Welcome to 98 Degrees
(Completely ...)
Nick, Jeff, Justin and Drew
(Discretely ...)
Come and feel the heat
Come and feel the passion
(That I can do ...)
This is our world
This is 98 Degrees
(For you ...)
Are you ready?
Are you ready baby
Long time ago in a place called Cryon was a little town.
The town had been under
ice for many years and the people had been suffering for
far too long. The oldest
and wisest man of the town tested the warriors because
some day he would have
to send one of them to find out what causes the eternal
winter. Up to the mountains
were a castle where no one had ever been and the only way
in there were through
the forest of eternal night.
One day the right man were found. The chosen Warrior wore
his best armor and
saddled his horse. He took his fire sword and ice shield
and left on an unforgettable
journey up to the mountains. This tale follows the
warrior.
Man, Mars
Strong, protective, determined
Needed
Woman, Venus
Nurturing, emotional, shapely
Needed
The dumbasses know that taking money is all good
But I know as well that if they don't bring it they die
Welcome to the album!!!
Will I miss my home? Looks like rain up past the hills.
Now I've got every reason.
Now if it weren't for June I might have forgot
We came here on a velvet rope
And it almost feels like home.
We climb up just to turn back down
Never say, never say, never say never
Never say, never say, never say never
Never say, never say, never say never
Never say, never say, never say never
Never say, never say, never say never
Never say, never say, never say never
Never say, never say, never say never
I didn't have my best dreams while awake
Well aware of the preparation and time it take
I always took pride in all that I create
Really there were times I'd only write a couple lines a
Swear I hate when niggas claim to be perfectionists
When the music they droppin' don't be reflecting it
I make my hottest records when the pressure hits
This is really my calling you just a receptionist
Was dealt the same cards as you but chose not to accept
the shit
I plan to make alot out of the little God left me with
There's money to obtain hoes then fuck 'em some respect
to get
Receive all the above through the gift of God I blessed
them with
Dreams do happen and I'm a walking testament
Although I am the one I acknowledge those sudden peaks
Is really hepled get to where I am now
Niggas I ain't fucking within my past consider fam now
Las Vegas the modern day Ross Dean
Out to reach goals but we don't play for no Lacrosse
teams
Really I'm different from what we've all seen
You so inferior in which involves dreams
Rolex gold watches and kashmir sweaters
I'm laughing at rappers tryin' to match last years
effort ,why
'Cause absent past their efforts and efforts to bring
in change
I used the cashiers method
They telling me I changed I laugh it off and say you
late as fuck
If the money ain't change you debt in game make enough
Versatility's nedded I guess some niggas just can't
adjust
And if this shit's really my dream then don't wake me
Don't wake me up
I know my time coming forever being patient
Just a young as prodigy a legend in the making
Memo to inverstors what a meal you should bare one
'Cause this my first tape and they don't waiting on the
next one
Regardless freshment acknowledge me as the best one
The game is full of body shit I'm alive before they
catch one
Got retarded driving and this is just the test run
We focused on haters and we get less done
Making love to this rappin' until succes come
Never need a handout nor did I expect one
Overlooking offers 'cause I'm focused on the best one
Passed on it then used her for leverage when the rest
come
Stash my vash through the same when the checks come
My knowledge of this game is so efficient I could ref
Motherfucker I could ref one
I've seen the silence grow between us
And not to make this sound so hard
But all my troubles and my justice fades on such cold steel
I made up that story to change your mind
I could have been somebody else
[Instrumental]
Trujillo-Muir (0:41)
(Sarsippius talking, not actually printed)
[Instrumental]
[instrumental]
I go by the name Kishar Anderson
Born on 2.3.90
And I must say, my life, I've been through a lot
It hasn't been an easy road for me.
But one day, myspace made history
Hooked up with big homie on the west
Introducing Sean Kingston
You think you really know?
[CUTS, SCRATCHES & PROPS]
It's a , it's a
It's a , The Beatnuts is fat, it's a
World's famous...Intoxicated Demons in the house
Aint gonna be no party unless I throw it
If I don't throw it, man, I'm gonna be at your house
World's famous Demons in the house
Yes, yes I was a virgin before I got here tonight
Aint gonna be no party unless I throw it
Wor, worl, world's famous
Yes, I was a virgin before I got here tonight
Worl, world, world's famous
Uno dos, uno dos, once twos tres cuatro
Worl, world, world's famous.....Intoxicated demons in the
house..........X3
World's famous, world, world , world
If they down with me up at the house
Aint gonna be no party unless I throw it
If I don't throw it man, I, I,
Aw, man cut it out
Your'e listenin' to the world's famous
Your'e listenin' to the world's famous
Your'e listenin' to the world's famous
You know that, Intoxicated demons in the house
You know that
Intoxicated, Uno,dos, once, dos, tres, cuatro
World's famous, world's famous
Yes, I was a virgin before I got here tonight
World's famous, you know that
All night long, Intoxicated Demons,ah hah honey
In the house, you know that
Yes, I was a virgin before I got here tonight
World's famous, you know that
Ah hah honey
World's famous
Ah hah honey, The Beatnuts, alright
You know that, The Beatnuts is fat
Uno, dos, once, twos, tres cuatro
Ah hah honey, alright...
A child was born in the East one day
Moved to the West coast after his parents passed away
Never understood his fascination with rhymes or beats
In poetry he was considered elite
Became a young gangster in the streets of L.A.
Lost connections with his true roots far away
But no matter the job or crime
He never lost his hardcore obsession to rhyme
New York's hip hop movement broke loose
DJ's cut records, raps had the juice
Since busting rhymes was his natural thing
He was crowned the west coast MC king
But after his inauguration there was a rush
Of wack rappers with one intention to crush
This master rapper and take his throne
A simple job,he had no crew, he stood all alone
Assassins came in groups of one through five
With raps no mortal MC could survive
But he showed no mercy, he rapped blood thirsty
Battling from Friday on through to Thursday
Never losin a bout, never ending in doubt
Every confrontation K.O. knock out
On his never ending journey to the T.O.P.
[news reporter]
Gotti gotti we've been dying to get a hold of you for this interview
You have this new album dropping and everyone just wants to know
What's been going on with you where have you been?
[Yo Gotti]
Well I was kicking down on Watkins on some motherfuckin' hustling shit
Catching my cone tryin to get old listen to that triple 6
Mr. Ian looked at me gotti let go take a trip
I know where they got them beeper 3 for we can get em shipped
See baby the ground is mine niggas try to disrespect
Be poochin' and grab the chopper fuck around and left em' wet
Twenty - fours Yokohama we look like some superstars
No more pop off we play we got TV sterna's in the trunk
Rappin' ain't no fucking thang block burna big biggidy bang
Me and my guys be sellin' them pies since 95' we out the frame
Gotti representing the streets so Swizzo let 'em feel the beef
Try to steal my flow but niggas know they ain't real as me
Back when I was whippin' chickens choppin' bricks in momma kitchen
Never knew that rap shit would establish me a mill ticket
Shinin', grindin' , never mindin' niggas winin' bout a bitch
I'm combining' every line and perfect timing with this shit
[skits]
I'm combining' every line and perfect timing with this shit
(Movin' the zone movin' my throne)
(I&E; is the label I consider my home)
I'm combining' every line and perfect timing with this shit
(I&E; is the label I consider my home)
[Yo Gotti]
I'm from the north cuzz were I was tought cuzz
Was doin' my own thang never had a boss cuzz
So if you didn't know Gotti still C.E.O
It's block burnin' with yo bro but they don't feel me tho
I represent the M Project Pat and Fly and them
And all the pioneers that put it down for Gotti them
They say I'm new school but Gotti old school
Been having birds fuck what cha' heard I'm just a young dude
I'm just the truth and the realest to come up out the town
Keeping' it Memphis delivering the universal sound
It's fucking going down it ain't no fucking round
The king of Memphis you trippin' give me the fucking crown
It's fucking going down it ain't no fucking round
The king of Memphis you trippin' give me the fucking crown
[skits]
(I&E; is the label I consider my home)
I'm combining' every line and perfect timing with this shit
I'm combining' every line and perfect timing with this shit
Good Evening
I'm reporting live from Sunset Boulevard
Where many excited fans have gathered with candles
Awaiting the much anticipated release, of Tupac Shakur's latest album, Better Dayz
This is yet another post-humorous release by Tupac
Which, raises the question
Where are these songs coming from?
It's interesting how, the message in these songs
Is still relevant today
Even in his death, he's touching people with his lyrics
I can feel the energy in the air, as they count down to midnight
When the album will officially be released
Oh, hold on, I, think they're starting to countdown now
Blah Blah Blah
No doubt
Yeah, the long awaited album
It's what You wanted, right?
So long
It's what You wanted, right?
We're here now though
It's the Blaz...
We're right here now and we ain't goin' nowhere, believe that.
Word up, believe that, You bought the album.
Can't take it back, we can't take it back, You bought the album already.
But still You ask one question.
What question ist that, son?
You know that question.
What the Blahs is?
What do the Blahs mean, son?
Word.
I'ma let them know, what the Blahs mean, son.
I'ma let them know?, what the Blahs mean, believe that!
All up in their guts, right?
All up in their guts
They gon' know?, what the Blahs mean, son, that's my word!
Trust me on that one, that's my word. East New York shit.
You know, that we can get down, son.
So just sit back, know'Imsayin', we gon' let you know, what the Blahs is
We gon' let you feel, what the Blahs is
You gon' feel it.
Like pliers on Your nuts.
You gon' feel it.
Like crimp pliers on Your nuts, You gon' feel it, son, word!
They gon' feel it, son.
Future denied
As mankind races towards extinction
Has every hope died?
So it would seem
For we've killing the future...
Come on, come on
Come on give me that double give me that double, Give it to me
You never knew what it took to get here
They say life dont stop for no one
So I'm going back in my people
This what ya'll wanted right? You said you wanted the truth
So I solemnly swear, that the truth be told I'm thuggin to the day I die
It's Dipset, it's more than just music now
It's a way of life, it's more than the 200 hundred years of blood sweat and tears
Ho stand me? For all my ballers, my day crawlers... It's bigger than Nino Brown
[Chorus]
Take a walk, lets slide
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont even need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm bout to take you
You dont need nothin' homie
And I don't need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home
It must of been a obsession, Had to make it large (Dreams)
Started my progression, I'd stay stayed with the huds (Down South)
Now it's private jets, smokin' haze what the stars (G4)
Quarter mill write the check is how we for the car (What's The Price?)
Switchin' lanes up 7th, Are we racin' the cars (Harlem)
But the boys still stressin', I'm facin' the charge (Yay-Ya Be Trippin')
Still prayin' to God, Cause lifes not promised, not even manana (Fuck tomorrow)
Remember movin' bricks, paranoid bout ehanas
Or even at the club, an them boys and then behind us
I'm chasin' death, gettin' closer to 30 (Gettin Older)
Sunny outside, but the work is dirty
Days out, Harlem nights, over in Jersey
In my rare view goin' home cause the vultures is thirsty (I See Em)
Pull that doubt you won't catch me in traffic
Dark tints on the V, when I lack it's the ratchet, bastidd
[Chorus]
Take a walk, lets slide
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont even need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm bout to take you
You dont need nothin' homie
And I don't need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home
Now I'm the leader of the pack, Can't help to think back
How I was eager to sell crack, I thought it was the shit (Damn)
When they talk about my influence, I thought of uncle Ricky (Uncle Ricky Wha's Good)
He used to call up on his flip, he start snortin' on his shit
The same life had me gas'd, when I bought my first vic
I was heavy on the gas, when I bought my first whip
I thought I was the shit, you couldn't tell me nothing
I was 16, I told the teacha "You can feel me fuck em" (Feel Me Nigga)
Just any suits, pullin' up to club in Beamer coups
Gettin' cash (Gettin' Cash)
We livin' fast (Fast)
Different women every night, couple of bitches clashed (Fuck You Bitches)
I just laughed (Ha ha ha ha ha ha, Now Listen)
I almost got wiped out on the wave, Thought 11 was tsunami
For the prices of the yay (Fuck The City Up)
The hustlas, they know the saga of the story (I Know The Story)
We live sucka free and show problems to authority
[Chorus]
Take a walk, lets slide
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont even need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm bout to take you
You dont need nothin' homie
And I don't need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home
One... Two, Feds comin' for you
Three... Four, Betta' watch the law
Five... Six, If you start pumpin' bricks
Seven... Eight, hope it ain't heavy weight
Ferrari dreams, feds spooked me in my nightmare
I tried to scream like Freddy Kruegers' in my nightmare (Livin' For The Fame)
So a nigga scared to go to sleep
Until the day break, I'm tearin' up the street
Porsche'n with the clutch, ballin' like the play off's
Top goin' 40 on the floor, with the safe off
12 car convoyed a road full of race cars
Till' the pilot give me 5 minutes before he take off (Roll Up)
[Chorus]
Take a walk, lets slide
Take a journey wit ya' boy and lets ride
You dont even need a seat belt homie
Cause where I'm bout to take you
You dont need nothin' homie
And I don't need nothin' on me
But a bottle purple juice and my weed smoke homie
I just need you in the zone, take ya' oastar off and make yaself at home
That's my conclusion... See it's the fast life we livin'...
So I'm ah tell you, if you in the left lane
keep going cause they right on your heels nigga (Squalieee)
And if they catch you, that's your ass...
And if you blink nigga, your life could be over (We Got No Time For Sleep)
I keep sayin' the rap game is like the crack game
Cause we could all end up dead or in jail
They got us under surveillance...
And to all my niggas behind the g-wall (My Soldiers)
Inhale, exhale... Shake your nuts if you have to (East Side)
And all the political soldiers that ain't never comin' home (RIP Too)
To all my homies, East Side...
While you in your cell, raise hell to this (Roll Call)
I do this for ya'll (Dipset)... I feel ya' pain (I'm On The Same Route)
I know what it's like hittin' the streets at ah early age to deal cocaine (It's Ah Cold World)
Survival, It's all about the struggle (We Gotta' Eat)...
So I dedicate this to you (My Soldiers)
Keep your head up and your eyes open...
Stay focused, It's us against them
I'd never let them take me alive, take me alive..
Yeh, ohh!
Check me out, look
It goes love, hate, pleasure and pain
Fo' albums in the can and I'm STILL in the game (what up?)
And last album, they don't like me to tell this
Debuted at #1 and sold more records than Elvis (shut up!)
That's what they tellin me, switch up your melody
Through with misdemeanors, they tryin to give rappers felonies
So they can lock us up one at a time
But true writers stay FREE in e'ry one of our lines
And if you not feelin I'm the cream of the crop
I'll KNOCK rappers off your list 'til I get to the top!
Still you lookin at a man that's financially stable
Only nigga gettin checks cut from four different labels
That Pillsbury dough, women poke my guts
Still I walk around the streets like I'm broke as FUCK
So if you see me in your town and I appear to be moody
It's cause I'm thinkin 'bout plans that's bigger than Serena booty
Me and Shaka still starvin and lookin for meals
And HEADS UP! Ludacris is almost out of his deal
I'm over ten million sold, every album is CRACK
And for now I'm bout to carry Def Jam on my BACK
Mad rappers I hear you talkin way down at the bottom
Though I make big money, still handle small problems
The ramblin at the mouth, I don't PLAY THAT SHIT
[instrumental]
Hey, this is Steve Harvey
And I want to thank this brother
For inviting me to be a part of this project
Preacher's Son, Vol.1
And it is music the way I love music
It is soothing, it is grooving
It is the truth, it's old, it's new
It's for everybody
Kinda reminds me of when you
And your mamma used to sit around
And listen to the same songs
This is one of the cool soldiers of hip-hop
Baby I'm sooooo
Wayzted..
Over you
I don't knoooww..
Half of the things that I doooo doooo
This feeling's so craazzyy
(Oohh)
I'm stuck in amazemeenntt
(Its so amazing yeah)
This feeling's so craazzyy
(This feeling's so crazy yeah)
And now ladies and gentlemen we would like to do for you
And now ladies and gentlemen we would like to do for you
A medley
For your approval ladies and gentlemen, for your
if you look deep in our eyes you will see the rise of the
strength when the head's up against the wall. with the
same old song, in the battle ground and the guns in their
hands we're destroyed by the single sound, of a voice.
our demise, was a treat in the face of a brand new reign,
of blood, and tears, and sweat and pain, with a main
concern of death before dishonor... you gotta love it
man!
New York City...
You are now rockin with 50 cent..
Are you ready?
(Gun click)
I said are you ready?
See you wit me nigga?
DROP DEAD.
(mumbles:) Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop
'G UNIT'
'Somthin new'
I'm not that nigga in your video
I'm not a trick I don't love the hoes
and Niggaz know, I be on the low
but I miss my dawg
and I twist my drawer
I'm not that nigga that you think you know
I walk around with a big fo-fo
You front on me I'm gone get at your dawg
I be at rite are your crib, right at your door
What up 50?
Coming up I ain't have much, but I wanted alot
I had paper for a hoopty but I wanted a drop
so you know, I had make somthing outta nothin
Like turn an empty spot into a crack spot pumpin
im so hard at nine-teen I bought a benz, I did.
The older niggaz really wasn't feelin the kid
Try to find where I live so they could run in my crib
but you can't hustle a hustler I peeped it and slid
Back then, Niggaz used to call me bo
At six months I told them 'Million go tops on Gar-bo'
Country came around, hes into clappin
country left, same shit started happening
Like 'He shot rob for some ends, rob shot joe for some skins,
Cory shot drew and we was friends, money turned boys into men
The cycle never changes, shit just starts again..
'naw nigga, ain't nuthin changed nigga,
yea I've been gone for a minute, but I'm BACK!'
(damn 50 it's good to see you back in the hood)
you see my cherry red SL nigga I'm doin good
sometimes I can't find the words to say how I feel
so, I take a quote from menace 'LOOK AT THE WHEELS!!'
I'm addicted to stuntin, now that I'm holdin something,
I got a trunk full of guns from VA to ?
(oh will you let me hold something?)
nigga you high or something? I don't play games I'm
bout my money nigga buy something!
I got a few 5ths, I got a few 9's,
Here nigga take one...
'yea, don't ever say I don't do nothing for you nigga,
you kno don't say I didn't look out for you. KnowhatImean?
But make sure nigga that you go catch some jokes
when you come back you gonna have my paper for that thang thang knowhatI'msayin?
I don't want it back, don't try to use it then give it back to me
Cuz I ya'll niggaz now, runnin around sayin
'50 getting all this rap money and he won't help us' ha ha...
Sit tight nigga I'm comin! You know? New shit!!!
All the shit I put out on the mix tapes is for the mix tapes
I got a million...
OH MY GOD!! My shit is so hot right now I'm in the zone
Somewhere in time, somewhere in space,
For many, many centuries
The equilibrium between good and bad has reigned over the lands
Supervised by Alean, the planet Goddess.
Till one day, when demons managed to concentrate the bad side
On the top of the Hill Vorneas,
Now known as the Hill of Agony,
And gave birth to two entities,
The mighty and evil emperor Zul'Dahr
And Mogrod, the Rotting One...
Why was I planted here?
A thorn in the world's side
Working stealthily
Until my time arrives
No one knows my real name
I'm a threat to all
Although I seem so tame
The quiet man who fixes the shoes
I await the call that awakens me
To my true purpose
I must never tell
Keep my secret well
Day by day I find
No one sees my mind
When they tell me that it's time
I won't have to act so kind
Then the world will know
These events will show
Who will win? who will lose
But for now I will hide
All this angst I have inside
[Spoken:]
A compelling or constraining influence,
such as a moral force on the mind or world, PRESSURE.
To be undecided or skeptical,
to tend to disbelieve and distrust, to regard as unlikely, that's DOUBT.
The condition of being insufficient or falling short,
decline in strength or effectiveness, FAILURE.
The instinct to run, to back away, or give up,
to need, want, reach, steal,
the feeling to always want more, and to take more,
the loss of breath at the sight of a car accident,
to drive by, never being able to feel satisfied,
and to reject anyone who tries, and this is my life.
[Tony Touch]
ey yo, check it out man
it's ya boy Tony Touch (Tony Toca)
my man Sly Boogy is puttin it down right now
some stupid, some retarted
so pay attention, play it loud, aight
get out the way bro
[Big Von]
Big Von in the building straight from the Chopshop
tellin all MC's send fire to ya rap books
cuz Sly Boogy is here to take the throne
we gone take the ground
bring the spot like back to the west
[Sly Boogy]
I be the S-L-Y to the B double O
to the G to the Y, for those who don't know
with a poisonous flow
for the duece double 0
with a tray on the mic
when I get the paper I'm ghost
I been in the lab
with a pen and a pad
and a pack of zig-zags and a fat ass Indiga stash
these niggaz is mad
cuz I'm fuckin with Sway
and I'm fuckin with Tech
nothing but love and respect
just take that blunt to the chest
and a little bit of yac to the troat
and let this bump in yo deck
when you go to congrat with yo folks
steady smokin this do
got me dumb in the brain
wanna be runnin this game
it's like I'm smugglin caine
I'ma put a high slug in ya frame
and change my goverment name
when I take this muscle with aim
it's gone be nothing but pain
some of you niggaz is lame
you don't belong in this game
so you better make way
cuz this is judgement day
I'm comin!
[Felli Fell]
Sly Boogy, you crazy man
you got sick skillz baby
Felli Fell, holla
[Crooked I]
yeah, it's Mr. Death Row himself
Crooked I
hey Sly Boogy, the west coast is ours boy
shit on 'em for ya nigga tho
[Mr. Choc]
it's Mr. Choc
almighty Ruffnecks, worldfamous beat junkies
Fantastic Four puttin it down
my man Sly Boogy reppin the west coast to the fullest yall
[Sly Boogy]
I be the S-L-Y to the B double O
to the G to the Y, for those who don't know
with a ridiculous flow
for the duece double 0
with a tray in the zone
when I get the blow in this dro
I been on the low
layin up in the cut
now I'm thuggin it up
and I'm hungry as fuck
come on and run up
bitch, I'm itchin to bust
get pistol whipped like a punk
with ya dick in the dust
I'll put a clip in the dump
and let my niggaz run up
and if they put us in cuffs
we won't admit it was us
[King Tech]
wake up, wake up man
it's only intro
[Sly Boogy]
aight aight
Peace, how you?
I aint mean to be late, it was my night to watch my little girl.
It's chilly out here.
What happened, you cryin?
Ya'll got into it again, huh?
See you gotta let em know, from the jump, I don't care who they are, or who they with.
Yeah, I know they know we talking.
Why don't they just leave us alone?
I know it's hard for them to understand people like us can love each other.
Come on, stop cryin' now.
Oh, there's somethin I gotta tell you, I heard they watchin you, yeah they watching you.
They watchin me too.
But there aint no reason to get low, I'm proud, I'm here.
You know, Imma stand up for you, no matter what; and I konw you'll stand up for me.
I don't have no doub about you bein true to me.
The world is ours, but right now i feel like the whole world is against us.
So study, be strong, don't cry no more.
Yeah
Finally famous in this
yeah
(Chorus)
Do I really need an intro
Cause dey know, dey know, dey know
Do I really need an intro
Who I am, Who I am, Who I am
Do I really need an intro
Dey know, dey know, dey know
Do I really need an intro
Who I am, Who I am, Who I am
All I get is respect, as soon as I eject the vehicle
I bet you cannot detect, the scratch of a defect
From where the streets feast at, but made it out the belly of the beast without a C-sect
I'm so straight up, I'm so erect
Hype off that action, I'm so direct
I know it's a hundred thousand niggas up in Michigan
Doing it, but where I lack in talent I make up for it in discipline
And go hard, so hard til nobody else is on my sonar, radar, or lane cause I Bogart
Nowadays all we do is classic, Mozart
Outta here, it would be polite to send a postcard
I meant a post heart, yall niggas post hard
So lost co-star, coast off au revoir
I mean look at all we been in
And I look up in the mirror like boy you aint even finished
(Chorus)
Do they really need my info, to show them what they in for
I'm recognized like kinfolk, even when my brim low
I come from where that life talk, where dat where dat knife talk
D-town, be brown, more money than white chalk
and on them nights how we grind til its light out
grind til the sunset, til my grandson set, yup
yeah, man my kids gone have the good life
good days, good nights, and not the wish I could life
strongest survive it, they see he trying to make something outta nothing
they like damn he Macgyver
Damn he go live, but too good to try and let up
and im better than whoever put together
[Farsi translation]
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter – bitter", he answered,
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
i gotta a lot of lute and i ain't looking for a lady and
u could never play me im from up town baby i wake up in the
THEY POINT AS THEY SMILE
GRINNING FROM EAR TO EAR
ASKING TO HOLD ME FOR AWHILE
THE HARDER THEY SQUEEZE
(THEY WILL DO AS THEY PLEASE)
I CAN HEAR ALL THE WISPERS
SAYING SHELL DO FINE AGAINST THE
TORTURE AND DISASTERS
HER BODY CAN HANDLE THE BLISTERS
I CAN FEEL THEIR SMILING FACES
GLARING THEIR BLOOD TEARING EYES THROUGH THE WALLS
OLD FACES PEERING BEYOND THE OTHERS
JUST TO MOCK AT MY FALL
LAUGHING LOUDER TO MAKE MY EARS BLEED
IM NOTHING
YOU FEEL THE SOARS POUNDING UNDER THE SLEEVES
LOSING THE STRENGTH TO SWALLOW THE PAIN AND
SUCCEED
IVE COME TO BELIEVE YOUVE TAKEN MY TORTURE AS A COMICAL
JOKE
ALWAYS BEEN THE FIRST TO TAKE A FINGER AND POKE
TIME IS SHORT FOR YOU AND SHORTER FOR ME
IM SOMETHING
AS LONG AS YOU HATE ME IM ALWAYS ON YOUR MIND
DIGGING AT EVERY CORNER WITH PRIDE
IM JUST YOUR MIRRIOR IMAGE
[TP]:Yo... Yo... Tony Parker in da house...
yoyo yo yo wit homeboy Tim Duncan in da house
yoyo yo yo
[TD]: ITS DAT 2-1 WAT!
[Both]: We shaken our BOOTIEEze
[TD]:yeah wat wat shake it tony shake it tony shake it shake shake it AAUUGHH TONY!
[Instrumental]
Somebody wants you
Someone out there
Somebody needs you
Somebody cares
Somebody loves you
Someone somewhere
But if nobody's there
Here they come again
Whispers in my head
Same old sad refrain
Wished I'd never said
What I said yeah
Take me to the top
I need more not less
And don't ever tell me when to stop
Here comes tomorrow
And yesterday's news
Empty and hollow
Broken and bruised
No one to follow, nothing to lose
And only you can choose
Somebody wants you
Someone out there
Somebody needs you
Somebody cares
Somebody loves you
Someone somewhere
All these people were still living by faith when they died.
Instru
Kool Savas - Album Intro (vom Neuen Album)
(Ihr, ihr, ihr)
Ihr habt lang genug gewartet, dass ein Album erscheint,
Frei von gebiteten Beats und peinlichen Reims.
Peinlichen Lyrics, die keiner peilt und keiner versteht,
mit peinlichen Texten von peinlichen Punks, wie MC Rene.
Peinlich für Deutschland, dass jeder Horst hier Platten releast,
um sich dann noch zu fragen: „Warum ist die Lage so mies?“.
Nicht wegen Napster und MP3 oder Kids ohne Geld,
sondern einfach, weil den Kids die Mucke nicht mehr gefällt.
Nehmt meinen Flow, baut drauf auf,
baut was auf, bringt was raus, raucht euch auf.
Ihr braucht - keine Demos, um politisch zu denken,
sondern mir nur das Mic zu geben um die Szene zu entern.
Egal wie sehr ihr vom Herzen rappt und bescheiden ihr tut.
Eure peinliche Art zu reimen ist scheiße genug.
Statt zu fragen, ob ich Samy mag und denke er hat Flows,
frag mich: „Wieso ist deutscher Rap so sinnlos wie Aaliyahs Tod?“
Ich hab – keinen Plan, alle – reimen lahm
und sind nur auf ihre Müll-Flows eingefahren.
Ich komm mit - Reims im Arm, wie – Mütter mit Kids
und such nach - besseren Crews, doch find sie sicherlich nicht.
Du bist kein Rapper, sonder nur ein kleiner Penis wie Clipse
und verschwindest nach einer Single gleich im ewigen Nichts.
Während du dir den Kopf zerbrichst, warum es kracht, wenn es donnert,
sind wir leider schon Optik-mäßig auf die Sachen gekommen.
Atula egwu gi kam nonyere
Atula egwu gi kam nonyere
Elela anya buruburu nujo
Nihi na mu anwem bu Chineke gi-o
Na agba gi ume
Mge nyere gi aka
Victory at all costs.
Victory in spite of all terror.
Victory however long and hard the road may be.
For without victory, there ain't no survival.
[Rapper #1:]
yo, I made so much money of these mixtape, oh my god!!
[Rapper #2:]
Oh, look at my chain!
[Rapper #1:]
Look at my teeth, look at my teeth!!
[Rapper #2:]
It'z some grill, yo man, yo man, I'm gonna get my grill...
[Rapper #1:]
Let's do this!!
[Scratch:]
[Producer:]
Who tha fuck is makin' money out here, man! You gotta be fuckin' kidding me, okay this is how it goes down, from here on now nuthin' goes down unless I'm involved!! No mixtapes, no albums, no car shows, no nuthin!! You screwin your music, I want in, Some bullshit ANR who think he knows tha street gets promoted, I want in!! Anything that comes outta houston, I meen any fuckin' thing from tha block to tha to tha studio to tha stage!! I dont give a motherfuckin flying fuck if it's a lemonade stand, I want in! You guys got real phar while I was gone, but now I'm back and I need mine, ayo, flip let's go and count Fuckin' this money
8-Bit, this is There-E-Mang, I command you to bust some gangster rap, biatch.
Go, right now.
[instrumental]
(there are no lyrics to this)
Hey 'cause I got your number, right?
I seen you up in this magazine,
Dude told me you do some tracks, right?
I wanna be like gettin' wit you and make
Some beats. so call me back, I live in dc
And I'd like to, y'know, we get together and
We make some money.
I heard you dope, you the man. I got some
Fresh tracks, and uh, I make hits.
I don't have no records out yet, but I make
Hits. so please call me back at them
Numbers...and if my mother say...i might
Be at my grandmother's house...if my
Mother answers the phone she'll give you my my cousin's beeper number. so let's
Whack this off...you all right, 'cause.
Peace out.
FZ: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you and thank you. I understand there is a sign in the audience that once again says:
'What's the secret word for tonight?' The secret word for tonight is . . . Now, let's get serious, ladies and gentlemen, I know you came here to see really FINE performances by a really FINE modern music ensemble, conducted by a really FINE conductor. And here comes the FINE conductor now, Peter Rundel, ladies and gentlemen! And if you feel like throwing underpants onto the stage, put 'em over there.
(Jefs , Too small )
Esto no es ni himno o signo de lo que siento o pienso declaracion de guerra
juramento o lamento no es sermon de un mormon no es receta del mes no
es talco para los pies ves digo 1 19 193 sera un numero de rescate o mi RUT
tal vez simplemente es mi edad y el an~o dela pozze latina es mi sangre no es pura pero
es digno no es estricta ley ni slogan politico oracion de perdon
ceremonia de beatificacion al son del DO-RE-MI-FA-SOL-LAtino estilo en zoom
agarrate suena boom tus vidrios al atacarte con el bajo rapidamente muy
consciente pero no hay atajo en las bases contenidas nadie le puso un filtro
no es ofensa alerta esto es solo el INTRO.
Tipeado por Salvador Toro............
comentarios a storo@ona.fi.umag.cl
Get your body movin on the dance floor
Shake your body girl, Shake your body girl
Get your body movin on the dance floor
Shake your body girl, Shake your body girl
She wants to know, everything you do,
When your far away, or shes next to you
Baby, your in love, or ya just gettin down
Only time will tell, so baby come around
I'm on it, like water when your so hot like fire
Your body just burnin, till your feet are almost hurtin
You feel the pressure, Your loves like here to treasure
C'mon boy go get that girl, all she wants to do is rock your world!
She wants to know, will you be there for her till the end
She wants to know, gonna love her more than just a friend
She wants to know, that dude is feelin her for real (yeah)
She wants to know cause she loves you [x2]
Get your body movin on the dance floor
Shake your body girl, Shake your body girl
Get your body movin on the dance floor
Shake your body girl, Shake your body girl
Shes in the zone, shes rockin all alone
Showing off her body, you know I'd take her home with me
Now it's time, to give you what I got
Girl just let me spend, hit you in the right spot
I'm on it, like water when your so hot like fire
Your body just burnin, till your feet are almost hurtin
You feel the pressure, Your loves like here to treasure
C'mon boy go get that girl, all she wants to do is rock your world!
She wants to know, will you be there for her till the end
She wants to know, gonna love her more than just a friend
She wants to know, that dude is feelin her for real (yeah)
She wants to know cause she loves you [x2]
Get your body movin on the dance floor
Shake your body girl, Shake your body girl
Get your body movin on the dance floor
Shake your body girl, Shake your body girl
I'm on it, like water when your so hot like fire
Your body just burnin, till your feet are almost hurtin
You feel the pressure, Your loves like here to treasure
C'mon boy go get that girl, all she wants to do is rock your world!
(All she wants to do is rock your world!)
She wants to know, will you be there for her till the end
She wants to know, gonna love her more than just a friend
She wants to know, that dude is feelin her for real (yeah)
She wants to know cause she loves you [x2]
Oh yeah...
Check this out...
One, two, three...
In the place could be...
I go by the name of Puff Daddy...
And is about that time...
They are...
The krush groovin...
The Body moving...
The recognition...
And the record braker...
Kima, Keisha, Pam...
That's right, rock on...
With your bad self...
Total...
Oh yeah...
Y'all niggaz think it's a fuckin' game game game...
It's the Dynasty niggaz... as promised...
The world's most infamous...
Roc-A-Fella Records...
This is Roc La Familia...
It's Young Hova... Beanie Sigel... Memphis Bleek... Amil-lion...
It's the Dynasty niggaz... 2000 to infinity...
This is ghetto to ghetto.. gutter to gutter..
Street corner to street corner.. project to project..
Worldwide... walk with us niggaz...
Hoffa... Dash... it's the Dynasty niggaz
Check it out...
Uhh... walk with me... talk to me... yo..
The theme song to +The Sopranos+
plays in the key of life on my, mental piano
Got a strange way of seein life like
I'm Stevie Wonder with, beads under the doo-rag
Intuition is there even when my vision's impaired, yeah
Knowin I can go, just switchin a spare
On the highway of life, nigga it's sharp in my sight
Oh! Keen senses ever since I was a, teen on the benches
everytime somebody like Enus was mentioned
I would turn green, me, bein in the trenches
Him, livin adventureous not worryin about expenditures
I'm bravin temperatures below zero, no hero
No father figure, you gotta pardon a nigga
But I'm starvin my niggaz, and the weight loss in my figure
is startin to darken my heart, bout to get to my liver
Watch it my niggaz, I'm tryin to be calm but I'm gon' get richer
through any means, with that thing that Malcolm palmed in the picture
Never read the Qu'ran or Islamic scriptures
Only psalms I read was on the arms of my niggaz
Tattooed so I carry on like I'm non-religious
Clap whoever stand between Shawn and figures
Niggaz, say it's the dawn/Don but I'm superstitious
Shit is as dark as it's been, nothin is goin as you predicted
I move with biscuits, stop the harder niggaz actin too suspicious
I don't know what this is all about
But I remember when we first met
and children gathered around our bed
with torches and shaking their fist,
for everyone was pissed,
for us matching up like this.
Walking through these same old streets.
If you screw your heart like that,
then I can help you for a start
and leave for a change of scenery.
Just tell me how long
Now I know what this was all about.
'Cause I've heard about the smart people coming
and they're moving fast
and they all talk about your looks
and the lovers that you passed
and their last breath they drew
when you walked out on them, you see.
If I consider it to stay
then you will do it anyway
and leave for a change of scenery.
[instrumental]
Lets Go, Uh Uh Yeah
Yes Indeed Ladiez N Gentlemen
By All Means
From New York
The Biggest Drastik
Bald Headed King
Dj EEEEEEESSS - NS
Trip My Man
Timbaland
Magoo
Another Funk Stacey Joint
Word Up
C'Mon
Yeah Uh Uh
Uh Uh
New York New York C'mon
ATL Durty South C'mon
L A Cats C'Mon, D C Cats C'Mon
East Coast West Coast
SNS C'Mon
Tim Rpt 2x
Who Keep Ya Jumpin
Who Keep Ya Heads Bangin In All Those Party's
Who Keep Ya Droppin Them Bows
Is Me Yall(rpt3x)
Dj SNS Ya'll
it's Me Ya'll
Its Mag N U Ya'll
Its Its Us Ya'll
Pricky Pricky
[Obie's Mom (Obie Trice):]
It's the fuckin' same shit...
Turn this goddamn TV off! (Why?)
Everyday I come home you either sittin' on yo' ass watchin' my TV!
Or runnin' the goddamn streets somewhere!
What are you goin' to do with your life Obie? (I'm a rap!)
Rap? [footsteps]
RAP? !
What the fuck is this? I found wrapped in this plastic bag Obie!
This is what the fuck you wanna do?
Get yo shit and get the fuck outta my house! [bottle broke]
GEAH! Tha wait is ova!
Who is Mike Jones- is finally here baby!
Be on tha look out- fa my next album
The American Dream
Hit me up - 281 330 8004 baby
Who MikeJones.com
Back when rappers was really rappers
Pass the herbs, pass the herbs
Pass the herbs, pass the herbs
Pass the herbs, pass the herbs
Pass the herbs, pass the herbs
It's been a minute since they seen a style with no gimmicks
Clouds'll stay limits cuz we in em'
Eyes low, squinting,
more L's but we winning
Acting like
d to find women when I'm in these hard to find linens
Remeber those days it was hard to find a living
But now we got ends and its only the beginning
Big pimpin', foolin' dimes rob em' for they innocence
Cake like Entenmann's,
flow sweet like cinnamon
He a child but they treat him like the bigger m
Cuz when the pan in his hand they big him up like he Jigga Man
Know you see em' in the mirror fam
he ones who say you ain't hot be your biggest fan, like nigga damn
Before he got popular he been da' man
With yo' chick, in the can, rollin' thru an instant gram
Got a whiff a' grands now everybody say they diss their fam
Ohh wee
My darlin Can
I make love to you tonight
Sweetheart
I will do you right
I can make you feel so good
Lyrics for Hot Show:
Simon:Hi I'm Simon. This is Milo.
Milo:I'm Milo.
Both:Welcome to Prozzak's Hot Show.
Milo:Enjoy.
Simon:Enjoy.
Ahh ahh, I never saw so many people tonight
I mean y'all all got it crowded up in here and that's good
I'm glad that y'all givin it up for him, y'all givin it up for him
That's good -- y'all make me want to cry or somethin
Alright ladies and gentleman, tonight is a special night
For one thing let me introduce myself my name is Mr. Russell Jones
Excuse me for that one I had to let that one low ahh-hahhh
And tonight, you're going to see that you never seen before
Somethin that, that nobody in the history of rap ever set theyself to do
This fuckin guy, that I speak to you about, is somethin crazy
He's somethin insane, he's the greatest performer every-since
Uhh, what's the guys name? (Ol Dirty!!)
Ahh, da, ahh, James Brown, he's bad, and he's a cool guy
And you'll really need him, I mean need to really get to know him
Ladies and gentleman, from all houses, to all towns
From the moons of Pluto, back down to earth
Ladies and gentleman, one more time, give it up for
The Old Dirty Doggy, I mean, the Ol Dirty Bastard
I love that guy!
(Ol Dirty!!)
Yes, how y'all doin out there?
I wanted y'all to know that tonight is a special night
Cause I'm happy to be living, you know
A nigga tried to shoot me down and shit
You know and, I don't know man it just feel good to be here man
YouknowhatI'msayin?
And I wanna let all y'all know I love you man, I love all y'all
You know, but
But I really came here tonight
For one reason
Just cause
I don't need to cry
I don't need to cry, dub you can play that shit man, play it man
I'm tired of this shit, remember the time I told y'all
When I got burnt, gonorrhea
Well this bitch, there's a new bitch goddamnit
Ohh, bitch burnt me again with gonorrhea
So I didn't get burnt one time I got burnt actually two times
When you really look at it
Yeah, I love the girl but I had to cut the bitch off
Yeah the bitch died, I killed the bitch
She suffered a long pain bitchy ass go bitch had to go
I I knew the bitch for ten minutes of her life
But the pussy was good! Yes the pussy was good!
I just want you to know girl!
That I dedicated, this song, well this song really was written
By Blowfly, and I want all y'all to hear this shit
It's just a poem that I writ for you girl
The first time, ever you sucked my dick
Thank you thank you!
I felt, the earth tremble, under my balls
Somethin shot out of me real fast
First time
Nah I'm just kidding witch'all
How y'all feelin, listen to the album cuz it's BANGIN
We have only thirty-five chambers, there is no thirty-six
I know that, but, I want to create a new chamber
Baby Blue
Pretty Ricky
Diamond Blue, Lingerie, Slick' em dilafate
And last but not least spectacular
Bout to but that thing on all ya ladies out there
So turn your radios down that right not up
And grab your handcuffs and get ready for the show
Lingerie
My sex drive is times a million trillion
My sex drive is times a million trillion
My sex drive is times a zillion
Wij maken een kringetje van jongens en van meisjes
Wij maken een kringetje van tralala
Maak nu een buiging
Maak nu een buiging
Bij de hand
Bij de hand
Pak je ma(a)tje bij de hand
Stop
[Grandaddy Souf:]
Check this out man
Yeah, f'real pimpin, it's real shit ya dig
I'm chasin my muh'fuckin dream my nigga
and I don't give a fuck who don't like
Cause what you eat don't make me shit
I was, born and raised in F-L-A
Orange County, Florida; the Gunshine State
See I was only 12, when momma left me on my own
At age 15, I began sellin dope
I must admit I got enticed by the white
I caught a couple dope charges, almost fucked up my life
Your boy was reckless, I was buckwild with no supervision
Dancin with the devil, doin home invasions
I was a hot mess, day and night not doin right
I was fucked up, but I always kept God in sight
And even though I was doin Satan's chores
Aunts in Watts never stopped callin on the Lord (PREACH)
He must have heard the sincerity in my voice (that's right)
Cause he got my out the hood, by way of sports
Then I relapsed and went back to the block of course
Done had a change of heart and started writin hooks and bars
My underground album made me a local star
And I know these haters would love to see this album flop
So do you, cause I'm damn sure gon' do me
Nah nah we ain't playing no set tonight
Thank god for coming out this evening, this gonna be a good one
Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the show
We got great night in store for u and your
So turn it up and roll down your window
It's shwayze and nabisco
That's cisco on the track man
One black dude and white man
Like obhama and biden
Umm uuu
Obhama and biden obhama and biden
Obhama
Fuck it just start the track
Hey this is Cheyenne.
I know that you dont know me well
But here's the thing
I moved from Texas
To Los Angeles
And everything is going crazy
But here's my cd
Thanks for buying my cd
Love you all
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Alright, alright
Won't you take a listen?
Take a listen baby
Listen, oh right
You might learn something
Won't you take a listen?
Take a listen
Listen
Take a listen, baby
You might burn something
I want you to listen
Listen
Listen
You might learn something
Please just listen
Hey, hey
What's happening y'all?
Check this out
Listen to me for a minute
I know you've been waiting a long time
So I'm much obliged
To get your mind
Right on my main man's guitar
How lucky we are
To be alive the day the west returns
With funky shit
For all your emotions
That's right
While I'm sipping on this love potion
I must say I did miss my folks
But I had to go down there and get my money right
Understand?
All good loving California music
Enjoy it while you can
Why don't you listen, yeah?
When all the world has gone to sleep
The hunters to the forest creep
From out 'the wild wood comes the call:
"The hunt is life... the hunt is all ..."
An ancient forest beckons me
To run skyclad amongst the trees
My lusty spear, it cannot wait
The gentle deer to penetrate
Cernunnos, Lord of Beasts, he grunts:
Das ist nicht Weihnachten, wir werden jetzt eure H?user verbrennen
Das ist Musik aus einer Gegend, die die Deutschen nicht kennen
Das ist wie Krebs, der die Zellen frisst
Guck mich an, ich bin Nemesis, tok tok, h?r mal, wer da h?mmert, bitch
Das ist die Panik nach dem World Trade Attentat
Das ist die Angst wie wenn das B?se aus dem Schatten trat
Das hier ist nicht normal wie Kinder bei der Therapie
Denn dieser Junge ist der Inbegriff der Hierarchie
Das ist wie das Ende der Welt
Denn ihr habt nichts in der Hand, was den Rebellen noch h?lt
Ich bin zum T?ten verdammt
Und euer Plan mich aufzuhalten ist jetzt fl?ten gegangen
Oh mein Gott, das ist Hip Hop’s Untergang
Es ist aus, ich spiel mit Hip Hop Boomerang
Guck dich an, du willst gern schwarz sein, Junge nein
-clip from 'Ballin' On a Budget-
R Prophit-
"Right here, I'm R. Prophit, a.k.a., the Galloping Ghost."
Big V-
"Big V. Sex, money, and bud."
B. Still-
"Yeah, B. Still, a.k.a., the Black Stillion. Yeuh."
Skinny Deville-
"Whasup, Saan, a.k.a., Skinny Deville."
Scales-
"What's up, Fish Scales, a.k.a., Big Bud, Sloppy Drunk, you know that."
-laughing-
Ron Clutch-
Its like shad mosses diary i've been dealing with the price of fame from the the begining
of this year until now even til this even til this day every artist goes through that point
you know what ever happens happens umh that mental break down im dealing wit the price of
fame i was like i hear that term all the time but i dont think people really understand
Down not out!
Take a chance regrets forgotten
and make the most out of your days
make a choice and face your fears
and say the words you'd never say
Live your way and follow no one
free yourself don't drag your chains
theres not reason to feel so guilty
WHOOOO!!!
Hey, how you guys doin.
You want more?
Alright, then SHUT UP!!!
Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo)
Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo)
Shoobeedoo (Shoobeedoo)
Shoobeedoo Shoobee Snoobedeebeebop
Girl (girl, girl, girl)
Your My World (world, world world)
Your My Girl (girl, girl girl)
Your my world, world world.
In a realm, of a long lost time, when heroes and
adventures still crossed the lands,
the dawn was breaking on a new time. It all began in
the morning of a splendid new day...
All the lands were living in peace. Ebery being enjoyed
the sunrays and the warm wind over
the green fields... But to the lands of fog, far in the
east, the sun did never send her rays.
Cold lay over the land, fog had won the eternal
struggle against crystal clear air.
For decades, no sunray had ever touched the ground.
Nature had lost the war agaunst unknown elder forces...
For one and a half thousand years,
nothing had changed in these lands of twilight. Humans
had always avoided to enter the dark
and unholy forests which constituted the border...
between the world of light and the world
of twilight. Nor, in all the years, had the peoples of
twilight left their home.
And never in all the time which had passed humans had
seen one of them. Legends about orcs and
goblins and nameless horrors were told at the fire, or
to the children. As a warning.
But no one had ever seen any pf the beings, who were
said to live beyond the woods of horror.
The legends were never forgotten, but over the decades,
they began to lose their credibility.
On this splendid day, the one to introduce the months
of the sun, a man entered the woods of horror.
For the first time in over thousand years.
Alkazar, a mage, had decided to fathom the mysterious
land of twilight.
In the cold morning breeze, he crossed the invisible
border... and as his feet touched the
ground, things changed and would never be the same
[Whole song is spoken word]
This guy, I don't get it is he like a poster child for someone?
For your information, Butthead, he's headed for the video championships in Los Angeles.
Is that right? Well let's just see how good he is then. Guys, pick any game you want. I'm good at all of 'em. I have ninety-seven of them.
You know ALL ninety-seven of them?
What is that?
I don't know.
Geez.
I love to powerglove. It's so bad.
Mortal Kombat on Sega Genesis is the best video game ever.
I disagree. It's a very good game, but I think Donkey Kong is the best game ever.
Donkey kong sucks!
You know something, you suck!
Fifty thousand? You got fifty thousand on Double Dragon?!
You are now in the Hyper Crush Future Machine. Please prepare for speeds In excess of Mach 5. Energy levels will begin to rise at a rapid rate. If you are faint of heart or experience dizziness from flashing lights, please leave now. For those of you who are ready for absolute digital meltdown, begin creating noise in: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
Fear does not exist in this dojo, does it?
No sensei.
Pain does not exist in this dojo, does it?
No sensei.
Defeat does not exist in this dojo, does it?
No sensei.
Fear does not exist in this dojo, does it?
No sensei.
Pain does not exist in this dojo, does it?
No sensei.
Defeat does not exist in this dojo, does it?
No sensei.
Prepare...
Donny you ready?
Preston you ready?
Holly you ready?
Let's get the familiar hyper crush!
Rüde: Es ist so herrlich hier.
Peter: Es ist so schön.
Rüde: Schau mal, da liegt doch irgendwas.
Peter: Stimmt, was is'n des? Geh' ma mal hin, oder?
Rüde: Ja. Ich glaub, des is'n Burli.
Peter: Es will uns irgend'was sagen, ich versteh's aber nicht.
Rüde: Vielleicht kann man da irgendwo lauter machen, schau mal!
(*talking*)
The Southside, where you at
Feel like I had to wreck something
Hold up, Chi-Town, H-Town
It's going down
[C-Note]
I'm a Southside rider, with a S on my chest
Twenty inch wheel guider, putting haters to rest
I'm bout to get this shit started, Big Shots
Bleed the block cock the glock, we all black hearted
It's see-Note, I represent the Sizzouth
I'm bout to put this HK, in your motherfucking mizzouth
I bizall, I'm talking bout the green
If I ain't smoking on the cousin, I'm po'ing up the
lean
Acting bad on the scene, it's been a long time
I guess I have to pop this nigga, jealous of my shine
Southside, you know that I'm repping that
Got em hooked like nicotine, in the cigarettes
Gotta fill my pinky rings, with them stone baguettes
Got a ki, for every letter in the alphabet
Distribute it to the East and the Westside
But you better wear your vest, on the Southside
[Hook]
We living real good, on the Southside
We represent the hood, on the Southside
You know we gripping wood, on the Southside
Sometimes it ain't all good, on the Southside
We living real live, on the Southside
Still trying to stay alive, on the Southside
You know we swing wide, on the Southside
Still trying to survive, on the Southside
[C-Note]
It's your block, but my streets
And every nigga that I fuck with, is on feet
You done drove down, the wrong street
You done stepped on the wrong feet, these niggaz ain't
weak
I represent the Clover, tatted on my arm
And my other arm, Third Coast Born
Hillwood, South Acres we keep it tight
Cloverland, Dead End, Kennedy Heights
Man them boys in the hood, man they don't care
Say what's up to that 2, off in Westy Square
South One, Yellow Stone, 34th Ward
We be swanging lane to lane, in the foreign cars
Ask them niggaz what they know, about them Texas boys
Southwest, Hiram-Clarke and that South Park
These be the streets, of Houston Texas
And if a nigga disrespect, then we snapping niggaz
necks
[Hook]
[C-Note]
Louisiana, Oklahoma
Man them boys down South, down to run up on ya
South Carolina, down in ATL
See them ballas turning corners, on them sprewells
What's up to Mississippi, and that New Orleans
Every year Bayou Classic, we be on the scene
Shouts out to Tennessee, man it don't stop
Wrecking shows down in Pine Bluff, and Little Rock
Lafayette, and that Florida mayn
Tell them boys we be rolling, in them foreigners mayn
Dallas Texas, and that Pensacola
Networking on my two way, Motorolla
I'm about to put my hand, on a half-a-mill
Gotta come up like my niggaz, up in Cashville
Austin Texas, San Anton'
Shouts out to them boys, down in Acres Home
[Hook]
(*talking*)
Uh worldwide Southside, street fame
We up in this bitch, know I'm talking bout
Sky players, all my niggaz on the streets
You know I'm saying, the whole 3rd Coast
I dedicate this daybue album to one man only, till this day i remember everything he showed me, i nearly come off the rails, if it wasn't for you id be dead or in jail, i dedicate this album to him, hes the reason we did a N-dubz,
-Skin,
-HUH, see the thing is we all started off,
-flow,
-So now you see why we have to call this uncle B,
-He's the one why we made this,
-Check him,
-but chu better put chu time,
-You better put the time,
-8 years,
-8 years,
-Skin,
-Skin,
-Broke
-Broke
-The money,
-The moneys,
-Do this for nothing, you know what really get me, its freezing out there, Now the phone is put
-Is changing,
-The phone is put is painless, some seriose peaple online,
-I thank you
[Instrumental]
Yo, yo one two one two, yo live in effect
We got the king Ruler Zig-Zag-Zag Allah
Commonly known to y'all as the RZA
Yo before we go into side two or side B of this double CD
Knahmsayin I want to give y'all a little announcement man
For the last year there's been a lot of music comin out
the shit been weak, knowhatI'msayin?
A lot of niggaz trying to take hip-hop
and make that shit R&B;, rap and bullshit yaknowhatI'msayin?
Or make that shit funk
Fuck that, this is MCin right here, this is hip-hop
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang gonna bring it to you in the purest form
I got the GZA on my side, Killah Priest
Sunz of Man, Royal Fam, Killarmy, Gravediggaz, 12 O'Clock
Yo, we want to let y'all niggaz know somethin man
To my people all across the world; Japan, Europe -- knowhatI'msayin?
Canada, knowmean -- Austria, Germany, Sweden
Yo, this is true hip-hop you listenin to right here
In the pure form, this ain't no R&B; with a wack nigga takin the loop
Be loopin that shit thinkin it's gonna be the sound of the culture
YaknowhatI'msayin? (That player bullshit)
YaknowhatI'msayin? All that player dressin up
on this shit, actin like this some kind of fashion show man
YaknowhatI'msayin? This is hip-hop right here
YaknowhatI'msayin? This is lyrics, MCin
And yo, to y'all niggaz who think you going to become an MC overnight
YaknowhatI'msayin? Better snap out that fuckin dream
Man it takes years for this you Cat in the Hat ass rappers
You Dr. Seuss, Mother Goose, simple minded
(Stop runnin up on niggaz with all that wack shit)
Word up man (I'm talking about you MC's)
You ain't no MC; niggaz ain't made for this yaknowhatI'msayin?
This shit was Only Built 4 Cuban Linx -- we told y'all niggaz back then
And then everybody wanted to change their motherfuckin name
YaknowhatI'msayin? We come out with a style
Now everybody wanna imitate our style and all you producers out there
YaknowhatI'msayin? It's all good to show love to a nigga
But stop bitin my shit, yaknowhatI'msayin?
Come from your own heart with this shit
And all y'all MC's, stop biting from my niggaz
We told ya'll niggaz on the fucking Cuban Linx album
Don't bite our shit, y'all niggaz keep biting
Yo, I'm going to tell y'all something man
It's time for the Wu revolution right here
To all my niggaz across the world
Raise your motherfucking fist in the air
And get ready for the Triumph
Cause the Gods is here to take over this shit
[sample repeated many times during song:]
"Ya muthafuckin right"
"Cause where I'm from nigga, house some motherfuckin killas"
[Mitch:]
Aiyyo Bun, there's a lotta niggaz out there
That's dissin Big Tyme and U.G.K. man
But them motherfuckers don't know where we come from or where we did it
But you know what I want you to do, tell 'em where you from!
[Bun B:]
Niggaz always askin what the fuck do trill stand for?
Trill mean if you ain't my nigga, what you shakin my hand for?
Trill mean if you ain't my bitch, don't sit on my lap
And if you ain't from P.A.T., nigga keep ya strap
The trill drink Olde E., out on 7th Street in Texas
Drive a 'Lac, or a Buick, motherfuck a Lexus!
Trill niggaz got the big nuts and big dicks
So what they hittin fo', fool? Roll that 4-5-6
Either wearin Dickies or they sportin Hi Fashion
Sellin dope and hatin doin {? } with a passion
Laws on the creep, so look for the nine twice
I bail to the shackle five-oh-three and roll some dice
Trill niggaz hit the car wash and make 'em shine
You better watch yo' ass when you see the 99
The trill niggaz only hit the streets when it's the night
At Circle K.R. Churches, to see who wanna fight
We don't take to new faces, quit airin P.A.T.
You cain't just runnin talkin 'bout - "Aiyyo, wassup G? ! "
Why you pullin out you hand? I'm pullin out my gat
Catch a blast muthafucka, you don't know where you at
Cause see now P.A.T. don't stand for "Punk Ass Tricks"
It's "Pullin All Triggers" and we pull them hoes quick
You talkin to a nigga with trigger-finger twitch
If you ain't from P.A.T., I'm unloadin on you bitch!
Ain't no punks where I'm from!
"Ya muthafuckin right"
"Cause where I'm from nigga, house some motherfuckin killas"
[Bun B:]
Yeah, ain't no punks where I'm from
"Ya muthafuckin right"
"Cause where I'm from nigga, house some motherfuckin killas"
[Bun B:]
Yeah, ain't no punks where I'm from
"Ya muthafuckin right"
"Cause where I'm from nigga, house some motherfuckin killas"
[Bun B:]
Bitch, ain't no punks where I'm from!
"Ya muthafuckin right"
Eindelijk, gerechtigheid, een talentvolle Nederlandse extreme
hardcore hiphopgroep die op CD uitkomt. RA! Al jullie
zwichtende softies die dachten dat je in Nederland zonodig
hiphouse of swingbeat moest maken om er te komen, julllie
hebben je ziel aan de duivel verkocht wegens gebrek aan
karakter en stijl. Jullie laatste uur heeft geslagen.
De Osdorp Posse in het moederneukende huis, met de harde
waarheid voor: Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Eindhoven, Utrecht,
Deventer, Limburg, Groningen, Den Haag en noem de hele klere
zooi maar op, overal waar er een hardcore hiphop scene zit zal
deze alleen nog maar groeien!
Nederland, maak kennis met de Osdorp stijl!
life, life, life, life, life
Oh beautiful for spacious skies for amber waves of grain,
(You are listening to a group of children from Africa.)
For purple mountains majesties above the fruited plain,
(Their parents have died from war, famine, and AIDS)
America, America God shed His grace on thee
(I ask all of you who take life and freedom for granted)
And crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea
No, it's like I'm talking
to the world you know
Alright, this is crazy
We're doing the intro for the album right now
Ah, there's a reason for everything
Trust is a reason for me
You can't stop what's destined to be right
It's unexpected
Here we go
Eyyo, what's good y'all. This is E Money, from Prestigio Records, you know what I'm sayin.... Right now there's no more fuckin around, B. Amir's about to lock this shit down, for real, man. Rome is comin with some real serious shit.
Yo 'Face, let's set it off
[gunshot]
[Scarface]
It was the day that hell had broke loose, demons in the sky with the {?}
Take over the heavens and burn it over
It's darker than the hearts of men, but I ain't scared cause I'm a soldier
I walk with my weapon across my shoulder
Refuse to live, yet impossible for me to say I'd rather die
Cause I'm a killer with the devil's eye (uh-huh)
I want the world to feel my heart, my heart, my set, my set
And these niggaz who contested me regret that
Poisonin my own breed to terminate yo' offerin
And may they die young and never live to cause {?}
I'm just wrapped up inside a homicidal mindstate
Destined to outrun the time it takes to catch fate
The day that shall come, that thou shalt be done
The day that I run 'til then I smile with the gun
Let off a shot and make the whole world hear it
Murder, I've written in blood, y'all fear it
[Outro]
As I walk through the valley of death I shall
Fear no man but God
What's in ya hand nigga, y'all listenin'
Do you understand nigga revolution, what's ya plan nigga [gunshot]
Since my transition I've been misquoted, disrespected, turnin' over in my grave
Watchin' y'all behave as if I should be proud or something
The I hear you speak my name like I had a devine strides or something
But relgions are seldom followed and all those sould back slide easy
My life is tarnished so the whole world sees me as a menace
But I implement that hate for me with love for y'all
I look from above for y'all but I can't find my soldiers
Who's holdin' the weight of the world on they shoulders since I left
Who caught my last breath as I exhaled
Derailed from the tracks, who's ridin'
Make sure they don't destroy the art form
If they can stop me they can stop thirty more emcees before they even born
So I sacrifice the longevity in life
To make sure you got the message the way you needed it
Existence turns into a lesson to be taught
told, confessed, to be heard and heeded this
Kids walkin' these dirty roads and it's your job to pave it
You see niggas dyin' cuz of what you sayin'
Don't matter if you ain't kill 'em
If you ain't do shit to save 'em you in the way nigga
Save the day nigga or stopy playin' with 'em
I been yellin' and screamin' from my grave for ten years now
But y'all don't hear me though
Which one of you niggas is gonna step up and say, Pac I got you
Been waiting on this here, yeah shit
R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator
All the fallen soldiers man, Southside
Eastside, Westside, Northside, know I'm saying
All my partnas, all your dead partnas
But shit, I still feel stress, still gotta get something
Off my chest, while these hoe niggas be doing what
They be doing, I don't know though, shit fuck it
We gon stay two deep in a fo' do'
[Z-Ro]
Slow Loud And Bangin', all in my trunk
Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk
I blow on skunk, I blow on doja
Military minded, I'm a motherfucking soldier
Out the streets, of the Ridgemont 4
Not no bitch, and say I still ain't a hoe
Letting niggas know, everyday of the year
I pimp my pen, and I get my point clear
Why niggas wanna talk down, I don't know
Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the 4
With my 4-4 on my side, when I ride
Ready to do another homicide, in a pine box
And I'm gone, nigga old glory
I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Robert Horry
If I do a murder, flee the murder scene
No missing shortage on the drank, I can't find no lean
>From Southwest to Southeast, bitch it's about war not bout peace
Nigga like me, I'm bout knocking out teeth
Know I'm saying, I'll loose your grill
A nigga coming down, in the Coupe Deville
Looking gravy, looking real throwed
I'ma be the nigga, pulling over at the fucking cross road
With my K on my side, I'm ready to ride
And if I gotta go, it'll be a homicide
Me and another nigga, on the way to the Golden Gate
A nigga like me, can't wait
Just to make it, to another day
Gotta get the big pay off, so get the fuck out my way
When i come around your corner, so slow
It'll be the nigga, in the damn Polo
thats the ralph lauren, jackers ain't barring
Why I skipped the slab, when I went straight to foreign
Said it like I said it, in the old school
Some niggas they be red, but Z-Ro blue
I come around your corner, but I ain't set tripping
But I will, wet niggas and wet women
With the calico, I had to let a motherfucker know
That I come around your corner, in a Lincoln four do'
A fox photo, cause I do it in a flash
Nigga watch out, cause that could be your ass
I rhyme so long, rhyme so strong
I flex my biscep then I swoll on
Get on, the motherfucking bench
And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the fence
They wonder where I went, they keep looking
I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking
Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish
I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't eat spinach
I'ma keep going, I keep on flowing just like the Nile
Million dolla mouthpiece, everytime I smile
Lookin throwda , nigga ask Trae
Everytime he smile, he can turn the night to day
You can open up the pop, and let the smoke come out
We don't give a damn, bout a crooked ass cop
Crooked officer, crooked officer
Make a nigga wanna blow the badge, off of ya
Me and Dougie, my motherfucking brother
R.I.P., to my motherfucking mother
That's the Dorothy Marie McVay Matthew
There's ten toes planted, in my motherfucking shoe
I gotta be a man, hope you understand
There's nothing but the work, and the calico in my hand
On a corner on the Ridgevan, and I'm serving a fiend
A real live B-Boy, and you know what I mean
I be stacking up chips, like Lego
Dunk on a punk just like Calvin Kato
Houston to the rocket, a four-peat like Comets
I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga make him vomit
On the grind, I'ma take a trip on Greyhound
I be flying on a plane, but the dope is on the ground
Headed to Lake Charles, or headed to Lafayette
Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't finished yet
I gotta make a hoe I-10, I sin
Then I, do it again
I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking Benz-e
Got these hoes running round, in a friendse
I be busting full clips, till they empty
A piece of potent pussy, might tempt me
Rain is trying to send me, to the Penitentiary
The main reason why, I ain't friendly
I'm wired up, but I ain't on no damn slaughter
Dejaun in the back, and he got the camcorder
Recording everything, the 4's gon swang
Still pulling up, on Fondren and the Main
Looking lovely, got to look good
I throw up Ridgemont 4, cause that's my hood
Never been a hoe, I'm letting hoes know
I gotta get a fucking P-L-A-T, but first a G-O
L-D, a motherfucking plack
I keep it straight and simple like that, hit a bitch from the back
And I use my, motherfucking tool
The Definition of Sound
Vibrations that travel through the air
Or another media
And can be heard when they reach another person's ear
That's not the only Definition of Sound
There's a sound of one's voice that let's you know just want they feel There's a sound of Pain a sound of Joy a sound of strength a sound of Love a sound of Desperation and a sound of victory
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out
When you're face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out
We're gonna make this thing work out eventually
Verse one: consequence, q-tip
Yo i ain't one to complain but there's things in the game
(what's your name?) consequence, i'm tight, burnt like flames
(and why's that?) american dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don't stress that cause it's not in your bloodstream
Your whole being, comes from greatness, d'you remember
Shatan got you caught in the storms of december
And brothers on the block packin nines like september
Crazy situations keeps pockets on slender
Yo i be on the avenue where they be actin brand new
I'm splurgin on these reebok joints for shorty boo
All of a sudden, i saw these two kids frontin
Talkin out they joints but they wasn't sayin nuttin
My hand was on my toolie they was actin unruly
"And folks, if you take a look out the right side of the plane You see a cloud that looks exactly like Badly Drawn Boy..."
("Oh my god"..."Dude"..."That really does look just like him"..."That guy's everywhere".)
I can’t seem to answer all these questions in My Mind is running overtime to figure out This Life so full of anguish without all the death we see. I see, I hear you, but it’s so hard to believe. God, where are we now? Can you hear us through those clouds? When the rain is beating down? Our hopes and dreams never left the ground. Nothing’s being done for your daughters or your sons. Everything just stays the same. So they tell me Nothing’s your name. Do we believe in Nothing? (Nothing? Nothing? Nothing? Nothing? Nothing?) Scream at the sky! I scream at the sky! Into the big nothing, begging to hear something. Into the big nothing, begging to hear... Scream at the sky. As I close my eyes to sleep, I decide I still believe.
------------------------------------------------
Song Explanation by vocalist Joe Musten:
"I basically wrote this song late one night when I was feeling frustrated with the world and where it seems to be headed. You know, I obviously believe in God, but sometimes it’s hard to see Him in this world. Rape, suicide, murder and betrayal are our newscasters’ favorite topics. It’s what people want to see. We are attracted to death. It’s disheartening to watch the news. People are addicted to being sick and being prescribed their cure." A bleak picture, for sure. For Musten, this mild depression is incapable of finding lasting root in his worldview. "I guess all can say is that this world is broke," Musten admits. "We are out of currency, we are out of answers and we are out of reasons to push on. But amongst all the darkness I still feel like there is hope. I still believe in The Unseen. Hope is real, I guess we all just gotta find it ourselves."
Hold up, wait a minute
Ya know what’s goin’ on when Krutch is in it
Move over, beg your pardon
Krutch gonna get this party started!
Written by Trevor McNevan, Steve Augustine, & Joel Bruyere ©2004 Thirsty Moon River Publishing (ASCAP) / TeeRawk Music (ASCAP/SOCAN) / Pockethood Publishing (ASCAP/SOCAN) / Spinning Audio Vortex (BMI) / WhatTheWhat Music Publishing (BMI/SOCAN)
I'm gonna make the whole world do it
I'm hustlin' and take 'em by the heart
Won't suffer
Not even for one night
You know there's no reason for alarm
Never to late, the sun don't love the day
And I'm not here just to play
No, no, no
You try to make the whole world do it
You hustlin' and take 'em by the arm
Don't suffer for the light
You know there's no reason for alarm
Never to late
I'm not here for to play
Hello
Hold On
Hello
What's up?
What's up baby girl?
I miss you, you said you were coming home tonight but
it's already three in the morning
I'm still comin' home, tho'
it's already three
I was just trying to fix this mix
So you going to be another three hours
Nah, I mean, I don't think so, I don't think so
Hold on a sec baby (turn, um, just compress that a little
bit, turn that...)
Hello...hello
Hello, yo I'm sorry, baby, baby let me call you back or
I'll talk to you tonight...
I can't believe you
Bonjour et merci, nous vous remercions de votre attention.
Nous espérons que notre musique en vaut le coup.
Ces chansons ont été enregistrées durant la semaine après la st valentin 1997, à ??room,
Williamsburgh, Brooklyn, NY, États-Unis d'Amérique.
Asseyez-vous s'il vous plaît, posez vos mains sur vos genoux et fermez les yeux.
Les Savy Fav vont bientôt commencer.
Au fond de chaque perle vous trouverez une chanson. Ils les composent facilement avec passion; ils sont sérieux, mais ils savent s'amuser aussi.
Les Savy Fav sont merveilleux, ils me prennent la tête, ils me touchent partout...Je n'en peux plus. Assis ici ils me demandent trop; ils vous demandent trop. Allez-vous résister?
Ne résistez pas.
Écoutez le son de votre corps pendant le disque, les Savy Fav vont commencer, enfin.
Ladies and Gentlemen
Boys and Girls
Hold your breath
Make a wish
Count to three
I say i have no more love to give
i have only anger in my heart today
and i want you to be angry with me
I say i have no more love to give
i have only anger in my heart today
and i want you to be angry with me
I say i have no more love to give
i have only anger in my heart today
and i want you to be angry with me
I am sick and tired
and i want you to be sick and tired with me
WHAT FEEDS.....THE FIRE!!!
WHAT FEEDS.....THE FIRE!!!
WHAT FEEDS.....THE FIRE!!!
WHAT FEEDS.....THE FIRE!!!
WHAT FEEDS THE FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!
Many have puzzled to whether or not
William Tell ever existed!
What do you think,
Did he or didn't he?
There's so much on this
Earth we will never truly understand...
And that's alright
Because if we knew everything,
What would be left to long for?
What else could we be curious about?
What would remain to dream about?...
We just came back from a new adventure
We brought back the
Story of William Tell with us...
Listen...
And when you have heard the end,
Maybe you will also know
If there was a Tell or not...
[Rome Talkin]
Young Rome
1st album
Im here now
Yo yea
Let me get at yall for a second
[Verse]
Yo I spit like no other
I let my flow smotha
Cities and burrows im thorough
Rich but im so gutta
Im so rookie you'd think I was satins advocate
Im bad bruh bad as JLo so call me Affleck
Sick of dis sickle cell anemia
Platinum status so I treat hoes like they the media
I keep em off me no replies or comments
And haters can go out the same way that saddam went
Cuz you cannot hide and you cannot run
And most of you niggas will die by the gun
Cuz rap is outta control
And everybody frontin like they heart is as cold as the North Pole
So this is why this LP was designed
To free your mind from you fakers
Be wrong if I cried
Talk about muttering locks in every soda crack rock
Young Rome says stop
Get yo mind right nigga
[Rome talking again]
Im here now, im here now
I don't think yall niggas heard me
I can't be stopped at this point
Im here now and aint no stopping me
And aint no dropping me
Yo niggas im here now
Move out my way
It's my day today
Im here now
TUG aint no stopping me
Young Rome
It's either all or nothing baby
I play dis game to win
Not to lose
Welcome
To Young Rome's life
Let's get em
Tech fade me out
[Instrumental]
(Feat. NINO D’ANGELO)
Giuv?
nun m? provuc?
giuv? chest’? a musica c’a te piace
aitano mio
ch’piace a te
aitano mio
chest’? ‘a musica e’ cuba
i ch’regalo, i ch’regalo
chest’? o regalo
chest’? a musica c’a te piace
chest’? a musica c’a te piace
c’a te piace, a salsa te piace
Right, it's Adam Hussein here!
What happend to you on Friday clart?
I'm fuckin' Adam Hussein.. knowsit
I'm fuckin' safe, I'm fuckin'.. In the GLC!
Adam Hussein here to bring the fuckin' pain!
[repeat 3x]
You know I'm gonna fucking (?) you and drive you insane!
Fuckin' get on the mic.. Fuckin' wreck it.. And just, er,
shout general abuse down the fuckin' microphone!
Some people think I've got tourettes.. but I fuckin'
'avn't!
Er, I'm fuckin'.. yeah .. safe
(at the same time) Some of 'em get 'em from the market..
I gets mine frm Primark.. Some of 'em get 'em frm the
market.. I gets mine from Primark..
I terll you what iv ebeen fukin round the woorld, ive
been ove rthe other side of (?) and back, and I tell you
what, I loves, I loves this place more, fuckin' Newport,
fuckin' city.. Init
Right, It's Adam Hussein here.. I saw you in Fuckin'
[music: helmersson]
[instrumental]
[Instrumental]
No, it's like I'm talking
to the world you know
Alright, this is crazy
We're doing the intro for the album right now
Ah,there's a reason for everything
Trust is a reason for me
You can't stop what's destined to be right
It's unexpected
Here we go
You have been found guilty
Guilty of being a typical ordinary human being
Guilty because you need to be told what to think, what to do
You need to be told what to say, how to live
You are guilty
Because everything you know is a fucking bullshit lie
You will be sentenced
To live a foul displacable disgusting life amongst filthy souls
You will be condemned to drown in an ice cold ocean of lies
You will watch as all your peers disappear and die around you
One by one
There is no hope for you
We're faster, we're falling
We're stopping and stalling
We're running in circles again
Just as thing were looking up you said it wasnt good enough
But still we're trying one more time
Maybe we're just trying to hard, when really its closer than it is too far
'Cause i'm in too deep, and i'm trying to keep
Up above, in my head
instead of going under
'Cause i'm in too deep, and i'm trying to keep
Up above, in my head
instead of going under
instead of going under
Seams like each time it meet you i lose my mind,
because i'm bending over backwards to be late
Its one thing to complain but when your driving me insane
Well then i think its time that we took a break
Mabey we're just trying to hard, when really its closer than it is too far
'Cause i'm in too deep, and i'm trying to keep
Up above, in my head
instead of going under
'Cause i'm in too deep, and i'm trying to keep
Up above, in my head
instead of going under(x3)
I cant sit back and wonder why, it took so long for this to die
And i hate, when you fake it
You cant hide it you might as well enbrace it
So believe me, its not easy
It seems that somethings telling me...
'Cause i'm in too deep, and i'm trying to keep
Up above, in my head
instead of going under
'Cause i'm in too deep, and i'm trying to keep
Up above, in my head
instead of going under
instead of going under again
instead of going under
instead of going under again
instead of going under again
[Instrumental]
[Low G]
Yepa, Yepa, homeboy
It's the Lone Star Rida, Low G
Real life, real lyrics
Happy P, El Coyote
The real, recognize the real
Dope House Records
Dope sells itself, always
Fuck a friend, fuck a hoe
I'm here til I go
It ain't about money, it ain't about fame
It's about family
Damn, we so close, but these niggas don't understand
We came from so far
[Happy P]
You can love me or hate me
It's all gravy
Mama couldn't raise me
And dope fiends paid me
Took what I learned in the streets to make beats
One million dollars later, still smokin' Swisher Sweets
And I remember way back, way back in the ghetto
See as far as I can remember niggas called me Hap.
See as far as I can remember I was po' and broke
No money in my pocket and no weed to smoke
But now thangs changed, see it's been a little better lately
The greatest blessin' in my life has been my baby (huh)
Cuz I ain't never known love like that
And ain't no angel up above like that
And I pray
That she don't have to see the things I saw
Too many murdered friends and niggas behind bars
Wit cut-throat niggas, scandalous ass bitches
Niggas blowin' they brains out, so vicious
Fake niggas, kickin' niggas doors down
For what?
Just to brag when some hoes around
And you call yourself a gangsta, a hustla, a playa? (huh)
That ain't nothing if The Lord ain't yo Savior
So I kick back, and put my heart on this gat
And everything I say be silent, so that's that
And we blessed, foo, so let's bow my niggas (huh)
That's why I made this here for all of my niggas
[SPM]
A biggie bang to the boogie woogie shoobeedoowap
I'm doin' 120 racin' this {new eye rop}?
I'm a worka in the dirtiest game on planet earth-a
I sip the shit that come in a little jar of Gerber
Table turner, sellin' pearl-a
Smoke in my nerve-a
I'm 1-800-MURDER, I packs the Big Bertha
Boys lookin' at me funny, my palm get sweaty
You bitches cryin' over spilled spaghetti
You can ask my gal, I used to be broke as hell
I couldn't pay my doctor for my in-grown toe nail
And it's a trip, cuz I ain't even broke a sweat
[instrumental]
[instrumental]
Wha Mek Mi Heart Beat?
Wha Mek Mi Soul Sweet?
Wha Bring Di Party Inni Mi Life
& Ah Mek Dat Complete?
Wha Mek Mi Dance & Wind
Wha Mek Mi Bubble & Shine
Wha Mek Me Talk Nonsense
Talk Conscious Time Af'er Time
Wha Move Di Deaf & Di Blind?
Wha Tek Di Lid Off Mi Mind?
Wha Mek Me Bumper Bounce?
& Ah Bless Di Ones Who Dont Have A Dime
Get The Crowd Aroused
And Mek Dem All Shout "Selecta" Rewind
Little T Pan Top Ah Dis
Gonna Bust A Lyric
Zikizaki Him Ah Pull Up Di Tricks
And Di Music Ah Kick
Everyday A New Lick
Love How Di Rythm Ah Di Heart Gon' Big
Everybody Need It
Dey Must Have A Hit
Do Anything Fi Hold On To Di Fix
Heal Me With It
Give Me The Latest Shit
Give Me My Life
Give Me My Music
Mek Me Feel Good
When Mi Down Sick
Yu Di King Of Medicine
Yo Yo, Ah Di Music, Yo
Ah Di Healing
Give Mi Life Meaning
So I Go..
Mi Ago Spread Sum Healing Pon Yah
[spocken]
"When the sacred oath is broken
and the lie is spocken out loud
when the angel is possessed
and the virgin has stolen her pride.
When the flame of love and pureness
have turned to bestial lust
when the walls of gold in Heaven
close in and turned to dust
When the wind of MayheM whispers
through the vale of tears and death
when the golden river is empty
and the sadist tear the angel flesh
When the son of the damned strides the earth
and the rite of darkness is done
when the revelation of Doom comes closer
and the battle just begun
When the beauty is born for burning
and the totl destruction draws near
when the disciple under the sign of Black Mark gathers
and the reap of Evil is here
Then the clouds of death shall gather
then the night skihall always burn
then the ancient prediction comes true
and the bells of Fate chaime
The RETURN..."
The phenomena you are about to witness
could well revolutionize your way of thinking
We are presenting startling facts and evidence
that take up where explanations leave off
Some of these revelations will very well go against things you have been taught
And perhaps believed all your life
[instrumental]
amor de dios
amor de dios es lo que
ustedes no tinen
tu eres el hijo de satanas!!
As we approach the current time frame of 1997.With approximately
two and a half years before the year two thousand. Repeatedly it has
been reported that there will be a time soon approaching. That
major disaster will be striking, all levels of existence. It has also been
reported that this disastrous thing will be approaching in the form of
many, many as in squad, squad as in Flipmode squad.
It has also been reported that everyone out of the many will strike,
but this particular motherfucker will strike with an unmeasurable
blast and fuck up everything within his 360o radius.
Warning. Prepare yourselves. Store your food, stamp your paper,
because when this motherfucker gets here, it's about to get real fucked
for everyone and everything, everywhere!!!!
Well, Busta Rhymes. Come over here and let me talk to you son.
See know. Dolomite just got back from some shit that you about to
be it. Well are you prepared, I hope you are prepared nigga, cause
you know this is album number two. Yes more bitches than before.
There'll be more bitches, more and more and more. More thirsty
niggas. Time to get inside your shit. Time to throw your whole
chemistry off. Oh yes, there's gonna be a lot more money. Yes a lot
more money than before. So son don't you worry about none of that
shit. All you gotta do is just slap your dick in the mouth of these
bitches that don't wanna act right, and put a hot one in any
motherfucker that wants to get in the way of this powerful shit right
here. Ok son, all right Busta enough of this shit talkin. Lets be on our
way. Cause when disaster strikes there's gonna be a whole lot of
motherfuckers pourin in. All right baby, lets go.
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo. Ladies and Gentlemen. Straight from the
motherfuckin street corner. Goin out to all you motherfuckers
across the globe. On the return trip. It be the niggas. The niggas that
live by the code of blood honor. My Flipmode niggas, ha. Spliff bring
you that shit to another extreme. Her to hit you motherfuckers with
a strike of disaster. I bring on to you once again. The eight wonder
of the world. My nigga Busta Rhymes. And I be that nigga, that live
nigga Spliff I Spliff comin through right at you were ever the fuck you
at. Flipmode is da Squad comin through right at you were ever the
fuck you
A yo cut my shit off, get it off. A heh a heh, a heh heh.
Here we go again motherfuckers. A heh, lets start this
Are you feeling broke, loneley or in need of a reality check?
Well here comes INYA, as you begin the use if INYA,
a side effect may be but is not limited to, a boost in energy,
the erge to bounce, uforia, or a sudden desire to go bird hunting.
Take doses of INYA only as necessary.
Unauthorized douplication, copy, or
distribution of this product will result in a severe beat down by UTP,
INYA ass, and a 2% ass whoopin by some niggas in houston.
(Instrumental / Ambient, the following is written accompanying it in the booklet:)
... The Womb Of The Mountains, Burning With Primal Cold.
In The Lakes Of Time, I Immerse My Face - To Make It As A Stone I! -
Put my head up against the wall
I couldn't help but stall
With eleven regrets
One flower
I'm lost and I'm ashamed
Cause all I have to give
Is eleven regrets
One flower
My God what have I become?
A broken man with no second chances
Who am I to say that you're to blame?
I want to be who I say I am
But my actions show that I modestly can't
Have I've turned myself into what I hate?
And I wonder what You think
When You're staring down at me
Is it time to intervene?
Put my head up against the wall
I couldn't help but stall
With eleven regrets
One flower
I'm lost and I'm ashamed
Cause all I have to give
Is eleven regrets
One flower
I'm lost and I'm ashamed...
Consequences are interesting
When the thorns penetrate
But can't go deep enough to bleed
Oh I wish right now that was the case
What kind of example am I
If I continue this way defiling my life?
What if they knew me like You do?
And I wonder what You think
When You're staring down at me
Is it time to intervene?
And I wonder what You think
When You're staring down at me
Is it time to intervene?
And I wonder what she'll think
When she's staring down at me
[Instrumental]
Noreaga:
Here we go again!
This is a new shit
Capone and Noreaga presents... The War Report
Capone:
Yeah!
Noreaga:
We beginning this shit, man
Capone:
Yeah, we begin with "Bloody Money"
Noreaga:
Yeah, man, but this motherfucker they don't know...
Capone:
Uh-uh
Noreaga:
...then this is the intro of this shit
Capone:
OK, man
Noreaga:
So, we rap then
Capone:
Yeah
Noreaga:
Let's go!
Intro: Noreaga (Capone)
Yeah
The war report, bitch
(War report)
Is coming out...
(Yeah!)
Uh-uh...
Verse 1: Noreaga
No-Re on the line, streets to the fall
The niggas on the hall, the bitches in the call
Fuck this niggas and the bitches in the jail
Cause crackin on the jail, like a fuck on the rail
Bitches in the mail, threatin on the crack
The niggas on the mall they send me a new lack
Lack then had a smell like to a bitch
They see in the club they give me a dick
Interlude: Noreaga
Yeah! These niggas are out!
Capone, come rap on
Verse 2: Capone
Yeah, i know these bitches up in the boom
They crack off the flu, i know this is a gru
A gru they give love over that shit
Over that shit and over that crick
Crickin' on the game, you are out later
Because this is money and you don't be a hater
spit in your face, put it in a lock
Welcome
We have been expecting you! Hahahahah
[Dre] Dogg Pound... are you motherfuckers ready?
*gun cocks*
[Kurupt] Geyeah!!
"Like we always do about this time"
*gun cocks*
It's all about the hairline and it's all about the game
Don't ask me to say my name
Don't ask me to share my fame
it's all about the flashlights, it's all about the flames
You took the bait and now you looking like a fool
Don't ask how we do it so cool
Don't ask us to break the rules
it's all about the bassline, it's all about the clues
It's all about the hairline and it's all about the game
Don't ask me to say my name
Don't ask me to share my fame
It's all about the flashlights, it's all about the flames
You took the bait and now you looking like a fool
Don't ask how we do it so cool
Don't ask us to break the rules
Many men have died in the bitter future
war, raging on the distant planet, only
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day y'all)
Now your shadow's gone away, you took awayyyyy
Crack, uhh
Yes, things of that nature, uhh
Yeah, uh, yo
No I'm not lettin y'all take me out the game
And no I ain't lettin y'all niggaz ruin my name - it's CRACK!
... That's right, the welcome mat on the ground ain't the same
Damn right ya homey Joe done changed
Let's be honest y'all niggaz left me to die on that cold December day
BUT, I survived; so much if you thought I
would pull up in the corner and die, not I
... No people, not me
As long as Streetrunner keep makin them hot beats
I +SHIT+ on you haters on that 'Beat Novacane'
Make hits for the ladies with my niggaz Cool and Dre, CRACK!
... Know if you mention the name
You mentionin, Big Pun, Terror Squad and the pain
And the pain has been the only status cat in the game
Relevant, {?} so much niggaz love to take aim
Cause I'm...
Yeah I'm lonely
It's hard bein the only real nigga in this shit man
Cook Coke Crack, Terror era's the Squad cocksuckers
Things of that nature
It's a new regime it's a new day cocksuckers
I spit blaze all, napalm, the mic technician
Coulda blazed y'all but gave y'all a slight condition
Never to defy my wishes
I'm the king of NY, all these other niggaz liars and bitches
Who you know spit dope, with a name like Cook
Niggaz say, that he ain't, but ain't I good?
Got the whole fuckin industry shook; matter fact the streets
Cause all the killers come home clappin for me
Ain't no peace on the streets with these Spanish kids
Just another cop beating in Los Angeles
Yup! You guessed it the President didn't say shit
'Nother vacation, chillin in Camp David
And they wonder why the hood's so hot
My pops locked up, my moms cooked rock
And just the other day Lil' Troy got shot
over a 2 dollar dice game, way to lose your life mayne
Yeah, this is things of that nature
You gon' get a variety of shit, a-ha-ha
It's a new day, new regime, new change
You don't like it fuck you
But thanks to e'rybody who bought this album
Big Pun forever, Ton' Montana forever
Uhh, Kato, yeah - CRACK!
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[Intro]
Yeah
No comin’ attractions
Welcome to the feature presentation (Freebandz shit)
Please turn your ringers off – no talkin’
(Put in that work, nigga – paid dues)
Consider this the opening credits (the movie)
(Rags to riches, man)
Starring…
(Seattle niggas are turnt)
Let’s begin out show
Trust me, y’all ain’t seen this movie before
Y’all ready?
[Verse]
Yeah
Swagger on me
Designer on me
Money on me
Yeah
Swagger on me
Designer on me
Money on me
Yeah
Swagger on me
Designer on me
Money on me
Dice on me
Mollies on me
Lean on me
Lean on me
Hundreds on me
Thousands on me
Shower on me
Pourin’ on me
Champagne on me
These bitches on me
Switchin’ on me
Kissin’ on me
Cars with me
Bodies on me
Bacardi on me
Bugatti on me
Trust, homie
Millions on me
LA on me
If you call me
Baby with me
Wayne with me
Propane with me
Rich Gang with me
Rocko with me
A-1 with me
Free bandz on me
My gang on me
My family on me
My kids on me
That burner on me
That chopper on me
A hundred on me
A hundred rounds on me
Those hollows on me
Big Mike with me
Cat with me
Scooter with me
Esko with me
X-Rated with me
FreeBandz with me
I’ll say that shit twice
FreeBandz with me
I’ll say that shit twice
That ice on me
Those diamonds on me
DVS is on me
That Audemars is on me
Presidential on me
Gold on me
Versace on me
Feel with me
Extended clip on me
Fifth war with me
Late with me
That check on me
Westside with me
Eastside with me
They gon’ ride with me
Cliff with me
Zone 6 on me
Zone 1 on me
Zone 4 on me
Your ho on me
Sharec with me
I wreck with me
That loud pack with me
St. Louis on me
Them killers with me
Dog food on me
The trap with me
Them Haitians with me
Them Zoars with me
The Haiti on me
Miami on me
Tampa on me
The South on me
Houston on me
Them boosters on me
The robbers with me
The jockers with me
Finesse is with me
Blessings on me
God on me
Pain on me
Struggle on me
Hustle on me
Knowledge on me
Style on me
Your style from me
The south with me
Roll with me
The north with me
Zone 3 with me
I keep that four with me
Pounds on me
Pimps with me
Ain’t got a scale on me
A bail on me
Fishscale on me
Gambino on me
West coast on me
The mob with me
Yeah, my niggas with me
And your bitches on me
His bitches on me
They switchin’ on me
Hatin’ on me
Envyin’ me
Deceivin’ me
Lyin’ on me
Spyin’ on me
Investigatin’ on me
The movie
Previously on Ashanti
Always there when you call, always on time, gave you my,
Baby be mine, Always there when you call...
What's love? It's about us, It's about trust, Babe, What's luv..
Just like a thug, Cause he can't stop, Just cause she loves a
Thug, And he moves just like a thug, Which means he can't stop
Just don't know how to, I said, Moves just like a thug...
Hiiiiiiiiiii.....Murda, It's Murda...
Ooh, There's something I've been thinking that your crew
Should know...
Don't go
, Wastin' my time...Now we're gonna, Now we're
Gonna, Now we're gonna, Now we're gonna....
Every time we break it's murda INC, You know it's love for
Thugs cause thug is in our blood, We don't take no shit, If
They want that shit....
You know it's murda, (Ya) murda, will be right here, cause it's...
And now for our feature presentation
Instrumental
[Lady Talkin]
Prepare for the Body Head blastoff
Ya'll ready
(Explosion-music starts)
B-O-D-Y H-E-A-D (Body Head, Body Head)
B-O-D-Y H-E-A-D (Body Head, Body Head)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
B-O, B-O, B-O
B-O-D-Y H-E-A-D (Body Head, Body Head)
B-O-D-Y H-E-A-D (Body Head, Body Head)
B-O- (B-O,B-O) D-Y (D-Y,D-Y) H-E- (H-E,H-E) A-D (A-D, A-D)
(After about a minute of mixing)
(Bomb explosions, gun shots)
(You know what you be?)
(Fatal)
You be like the type that come at me
And shoot one at me,
Tryna set it,
Then get another nigga to dead it
Outlaws we 'trol heat
Ya cold feet remain frozen
As Hussein show thieves
That got our own name stolen
I'm Hussein,
Flyin' down 95 in two lanes
Wearin' fitted and blue chain
The one out of these two thangs
Hustle or be hustled,
Tussle and these tough
They sheaths hunt you down
When you around and ya knees buckle
Popped up, whopped up, glock cocked up
An' got ya cop shot up,
Came to shook shop up
I took money, gave 'em horror
Recruit crooks for me
Keep my finger on strap,
'Til the gat looked ugly
I mash fast illy
G-packers get bagged silly
We pack mac millis
You know the science for that
These niggas tryna rap
When I spit it like I'm committed
Wid triple and double digits
Bag whatever bubble wid it
All y'all gon' do is be talkin' while I walk
Wid the war you ball way
Either way you playin' ya partner
Watch me bop down ya block
Wid my suit and chocolates
On some Deathrow Pac shit
Outlaw Khadaf shit, I got this,
I let you know you playin' yourself
Ain't seein' a damn bit ah coke
You might be bangin' yaself
Talk that crew shit,
I'm knowin' already who ain't gon' do shit,
Pack one nasty new wid, a lil' bit of blue shit
Confucious, run deep from Jerz,
Right off clue shit
Makaveli shit still bangin'
Y'all shoulda knew this
yo yo yo dog why can't u make up your own lyrics dog... ight lata!!!
see ya this is not being mean it is just you should write it because your song angel is the bomb
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Welcome ladies and gentleman into the demented minds of the Insane Clown Posse
Thank you for joining us for yet another of the many of the amazing exhibits and rides we have to offer you here at the dreaded Dark Carnival
Our story takes place in your city, the characters portray are you and your loved onesso sit back and enjoy our presentation
And remember whats is only our fantasy will one day become your reality and thats our promise to you from all of us here at the world famous Dark Carnival
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
And that my friends is how we rage
When all two hundred old boys come back to their home
state
EST what the fuck?
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
I say EST (what the fuck?)
Say EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
EST (what the fuck?)
Have you ever met somebody that's always down to rideHave you ever met somebody, that's always down to ride
Have you ever rocked a party, till early in the morning light
Then you know it's time to ride, with my boys from the AZ side
Malvada, villana, te las trae, (Que!)
tu te las trae, (Que!)
te tira y te caes... (Aaay!)
Redondita es mi dvd,
Despues que me pruebes va a ser que te quedes (x2)
mama pidiendome mas
el mambo de blass yomo en el traa
flow que te juquea como el crack
adicto al crack ya esta escocota
una lleva la camisa escota
con la tota aloca
no esta defalcaa...
pantalla en el ombligo y marca...
de aqui yo me la llevo pal ca...
Malvada, villana, te las trae, (Que!)
tu te las trae, (Que!)
te tira y te caes... (Aaay!)
Redondita es mi dvd,
Despues que me pruebes va a ser que te quedes (x2)
hasta q nos sorprenda el sol
solo sexo no ahy amor... ooh oh oh (x2)
te tengo q encontar en el pasillo sencillo
panty guayando calsoncillo
balbara caistes escocota
ni pal cara de esta no te salvaras
te coji mal para
no prepara
malvada, descara, soltera villana esta jukia
mama pidiendome mas
del mambo del blass
a yomo en el traa
Malvada, villana, te las trae, (Que!)
tu te las trae, (Que!)
te tira y te caes (Aaay!)
Redondita es mi dvd,
Despues que me pruebes va a ser que te quedes (x4)
hasta q nos sorprenda el sol
solo sexo no hay amor... ooh oh oh (x2)
dj blass.
blassimiliano
con el yomole
esto es black pearl papa
hasta q nos sorprenda el sol
jajaja
dj gian, dexter, mr green
naldo
live music
blass
esto es pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa,
pa que sacudan, sacudan
sacudan, sacudan, sacundan
esto es pa, pa que sacudan (x6)
Welfare check one, welfare check two
That's right we gon' give it to 'em
This yo' favorite DJ's DJ, DJ Jelly
And I got me a new member of the Oomp Camp
DJ Unk (DJ Unk hoe!) But I ain't gon' talk no more
DJ Montae, Oomp Camp this shit, niggahhhhhh!
"DJ Unk hoe"
Yo, yo
Yo, yo
Since when the last time, you got your money's worth
D-boys in two songs, niggaz I got that Nelly curse
So dig down in your purse, the wait no longer here
The type of niggaz, type of killers bootleggers fear
Now they may rock the party, see me I'm off the yam
They bought a dub or two, I'm like a thousand grams
My pistol in my hand, I'm confiscatin rocks-es
No SoundScans nigga I'ma see my pockets
So lay it down player, your face to the flo'
You do yo' dance baby girl bend your back low
See you can ride to it, might even drop a tear
I'm smokin sticky bubble kush album of the year
Watch how they talk about me, watch how I set up shop
I'm DJ Unk, Legal Records, beat'n down yo block
Watch how they talk about me, watch how I set up shop
I'm DJ Unk, Legal Records, beat'n down yo block
They say they waitin on it, so we gon' give it to 'em
They say they waitin on it, so we gon' give it to 'em
They say they waitin on it, so we gon' give it to 'em
Here's a little somethin' for you playas, playin' in ya playpen....
We ain't playin', play on playa.........
It's fantastic
It's fantastic
It's fantastic
It's fantastic
We say fan-tas-a-ro'
You say huh, what, ya know.
It's that sh.. ay' yo.
advertencia:
el contenido del siguiente programa puede llegar a dañar la sencibilidad
del auditorio, se recomienda discreción.
si usted no esta dispuesto a escuchar palabras antisonantes tales como:
pendejo, puñetas, cabron, verga, puta, chinga tu madre,
putasos,chingón, joto, mamón, pinche y de mas arta de chingaderas.
¡APAGA EL PINCHE PUTO ESTERIO Y METETE UN PEPINO POR EL CULO!
graciass....
This album is dedicated to lil mike my little brother,
He got two life sentences never shed a tear though.
You know baby we all locked in this game,
I'm gonna hold for a dime till you get back.
Much love baby peace side.
Sound, camera, annnnnd...
action!
[Introduction: spoken by Young Miles]
Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls! Bitches and whole-ass niggaz, the weirdo is back! I want everybody right now to put your blunts up!
You're now listenin' to Bizarre's solo album, the Handi-cap Circus!
and I'm your boy, young mile of the future!
And my mans about to get it crackin' for ya'll! The band has a new lead singer!
Everybody stand up!
Put ya muthafucking hands up for the number one weirdo, Bizarre!
[Bizarre:]
Heeey.. bitch, its the nigga with the shower cap!
Kickin' a nasty, dirty 50 rap.
Detroit's on the maaap,
and D12's back!
Any nigger pop shit, get his ass smacked!
I got two lesbians, full blown aids,
20 bucks, you can get your ass laid.
Welcome to Detroit, where the city is cold,
where niggas ride on pot holes, and fuck up their twenty-fous.
Come to bail-out, where niggas drinking brew, where all-stars dance open to tunes. [??]
Seven-mile estout[?] is where ya'll find me,
or downtown, where its gritty and grimy!
Detroit, the home of the trick-hoes,
Monty Carlo's smoking gas[?] by the o's [coughing]
But if ya want weed, holla at my man, seven-mile, the home of strawberry dan[???]
Detroit is in the house and I thought I'd let you know.
We smoking gas[?]and got them greens by the o's.
This is 313 and I thought I would let you know.
Detroit, the east side, the west side, nigger....
Ain't no dick ridin, money makin killas here
I'm gon keep on killin shit until a nigga get a mil
Niggas talkin down, I ain't say that "Ey, hate the South" [? ]
Come to the underground, you see those slaves walkin out
Bricks, we supplyin them, birdwatchers, eyin them
Haters, well we eyin them, the snitches, we retire them
Ain't nobody fly as him, I'm picture perfect like HD Feeling
Big homie, yeah, that be him
Niggas try to copy, would that be them
I swear I'm rollin all through their ears
I'm so real when it come, this here
My fans happy that a gangsta's here
A real live trapper, these niggas ain't gangstas
They wanna be best rapper, they likely never microphone [? ]
When a real nigga tryna get grind on
Nigga talk shit, gettin clapped up
Get a chopper style like a audience
You already know you ain't hard to hit
Shown you fake, you outta here
When it come to the streets, my heart is here
On the stage, where you want me at?
Look at arenas gettin packed
Security, they ain't movin back
[Talking:]
This one is special
They're from my heart
Going out to my fans
First of all I wanna say thanks for all the support ye
Without my fans there be no lovin'
So this one is called "Can't Get Over You"
It's from me to you
[Singing:]
Baby you're all that I want
When you're laying there in my arms
I'm finding it hard to believe
We're in heaven
Love is all I need and I'm found it there in your arms
It isn't to hard to see
We're in heaven
Me seh me waan see everybody on move
Dancehall
Dollarman coming at ya
We just waan big up Cutee B
Bob Sinclar
It's a dance thing, yuh see me
It's the way just bounce
Yeah
Everybody dance now!
Let's go
Whoo!
Let's go
Rock, rock, say what, rock
Let's go
Everybody dance now!
Chorus 1
Rock this party
Dance everybody
Make it hot in this party
Don't stop, move your body
Rock this party
Dance everybody
Make it hot in this party
Everybody dance now
Don't know what's on your mind
Yuh come fi have a good time
Me waan yuh wine your waistline
Me waan yuh shake your behind
I'm in a dancing mood
Gyal and I'm feeling good
This is my favorite tune
Put on your dancing shoes
Gonna mek yuh feel so good tonight gyal
Me gonna mek yuh feel alright
Chorus 2:
I came to rock at this party
Cause I can make you feel alright
Sweet boy, you're rocking your body
I'll get you straight to the night
Oh oh, you want this body
Oh oh, you want it now
Sweet boy, you're rocking your body
Cause I'm gon make you mine tonight
Du du du du
Let's go
Du du du du
Whoo
Du du du du
Let's go
Du du du du du du du
[Du du du du] Dance! Dance!
[Du du du du] Now everybody move (move)
[Du du du du] Now everybody shake (shake)
[Du du du du] Now everybody
DRAGON LIVE ON SAY IT WITH ME
DRAGON LIVE ON (NIGGA) DRAGON
LIVE ON DRAGON SAY IT WITH ME
DRAGON LIVE ON DRAGON LIVE ON
SAY IT WITH ME DRAGON LIVE ON
* ironically, this is the second-to-last song on the album
[prince poetry]
Lemon to a lime, lime to a lemon
Confusin the men-tabolism in men and women with
Lyrical re-citals that I'm givin, some consider
Me an intellectual hip-hop transmitter
[pharoahe monch]
Lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime
I flow to many.. rhythms, to many rhythms
I rhyme, off of the tempo, sim-pl-istic
But consequently distorts the instru-mentality
Causin an illusion
Organized, but at the same time, konfusing
[prince poetry]
Wack emceeeeeeeeeeeees, your time is up!
Your rhymin suck (suck), on my stack
Your climbin up but not to par, prince, poetry posesses
The correct, literature showin you who the best is
Be-hold the prince rose to the special occasion
Servin a bowl of bran with the extra raisin
Organized konfusion blastin you with a
Missile, designed for a ripper, rippin up mics
For crowds just like any-body
Who rocks parties cause we carry good-n-plenty
[pharoahe monch]
Mmamamm-many mma-many many moons ago
When I reminisce I used to flow to slow
Beats, keepin the pace straight
Capital m capital o capital n capital c..
Cap-i-tal h, relates to a terrific
So never anticipate, on a specific style
When I ? stiplicate? , my hieroglyphic file, wait
I'm the prolific child (these.. are..)
Styles are (simplistic) we (rhymes)
{Yeah, its the world famous DJ Clue Desert Storm
Fabolous, the album 'Street Dreams', I mean we all street dream
The sometime or another you know, fast cars, cash, women, livin' the life
[Verse:]
Lets talk about it what
Cyss will throw the beam guaranteed you wont walk up out it
I aint playing
watch a nigga haul ass for his life when them hollow tips start spraying
Cyss is sick, get a grip, when he spit
every verse crack, you get shitted on like Biggie Skit
thoughts of me embedding in you get rid of it
I'm the man, you don't understand you illiterate
I'm hot as a semi shot, oc, when the semi grip
make him strip naked like he about to go skinny dip
shit, beef what you think you about
until I press iron to your shirt, like I'm trying to knock a wrinkle out
grip the steel when shit get for real
chop until the clip drop them shots split your grill
I'm dumb nice fuck who you get to spill
because them niggas you think hot will see cyss and chill
I remember night school, couldn't make it to the class
I was paper chasing, caking on the ave, making me sum cash
My fiends like ball players because they either shoot or they take it to the glass
44 mag breaking him in half
he a bitch with a dick, you probably take it in the ass
oh you grind and you work with that work right
until them shotgun pellets jump in your shirt like
BLAO! you will get murked because I bust and I squirt pipes
oc, you will get popped like the clutch on a dirk bike
I work right, with a half a block
I can lock a block and a half, and half your block
no joke, i smoke grass a lot
that's why my bars out this world like astronauts
I never had a pop, no father figure
so when its drama my finger recline the trigger
spit rounds, the ground, I'll put you fellas on it
because the chopper I chop, dont got propellers on it
I'm a young threat, yup
and I'm still butt fucking the rap game, and I aint cum yet
I aint done yet, so let me see something
like uhh yes, I'm just pre cumming
hold on you see me you see a g coming
we see you we see a flea coming
your wife a smut what is all the fronting about
I just get sucked, get fucked, nut in her mouth
or i can get fucked, get sucked, nut in her mouth
you be smooching on her lips she be smooching on my dick
keep your lips closed I'm quick to grip pistols
spit those, oh you a fighter lets see you get those
I don't miss foes split those leave him with hit clothes
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Welcome ladies and gentleman into the demented minds of the Insane Clown Posse
Thank you for joining us for yet another of the many of the amazing exhibits and rides we have to offer you here at the dreaded Dark Carnival
Our story takes place in your city, the characters portray are you and your loved onesso sit back and enjoy our presentation
And remember whats is only our fantasy will one day become your reality and thats our promise to you from all of us here at the world famous Dark Carnival
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Jugglin Juggalas Jugglin Juggalas
Guess whos comin to your big town
Ripin sound from a pipe
Welcome to the Hidden Stash
Hhhhaaaaa Hhhhaaaaa Hhhaaaaa
Door opens, says " Ok Ok ", and closes
{they say some stuff that I cant here here}
Bong bubblin
What do u think
Bong bubblin
Welcome to the hidden Stash
Hhhhaaaaa Hhhhaaaaa Hhhaaaaa
Canabus THC
Bong Bubbling
You wernt exspecting it
Hhhhaaaaa Hhhaaaaa Hhhaaaaa
Bong Bubbling
Door shuts
Bong Bubbling
Welcome to the Hidden Stash
Hhhhaaaaa Hhhhaaaaa Hhhaaaaa
You wernt exspecting it
Hhhhaaaaa Hhhaaaaa Hhhaaaaa
Should be played in High volume
preferably in a Residental area
Babopio is Babopio is do about this time
Ha! Ha! Do you know EC!?
Ha! Ha! Do you know EC!?
Pussies take of all your cloth!
Moustache Party like a G!
Shake your bodies to the groove!
'Cause we are EC!
WHOO!
Fuck you Eskimo Callboy!
Push
C'mon Shorty stay push, c'mon
C'mon, c'mon push it's almost there
One more time, c'mon
C'mon push baby, one more time
Harder harder, push harder
Push, push, c'mon
One more time, here it goes!
I see the head!
Yeah c'mon!
YEAH! YEAHHHH!
You did it baby, yeah!
... the hibby, the hibby dibby hip hop and ya don't stop!
Rock it out baby bubba, to the boogedy bang bang
The boogey to the boogedy beat
Now what you hear is not a test, I'm rappin, to the beat
God damnit, what the fuck are you doin?
You can't control that god damn boy? (What?)
I just saw Ms. Jersey, he told me he caught the
motherfuckin boy and chopped him
(Get your black ass off!)
You can't control the god, I don't know
what the fuck to do with that boy
(What the fuck do you, whatta you do?)
If if you can't fuckin control him
(All you fuckin do is bitch at me)
Bitch, what I say, I'ma send his motherfuckin ass
to a group home goddamnit, what??
I'll smack the shit outta you bitch
Take your black ass, the fuck outta here)
otherfucker, you are fuckin up
(Comin in here, smellin like pile of shit, dumb motherfucker)
Gizmo's cuttin, up for the
Suckers that's, down with me!
What nigga you wanna rob them motherfuckin trains you crazy?
Yes, yes, motherfucker, motherfuckin right, nigga yes
Nigga what the fuck nigga? We gonna get...
Nigga it's eighty-seven nigga, is you dead broke?
Yeah nigga but, but...
Motherfucker is you broke motherfucker?
We need to get some motherfuckin paper nigga
Yeah but nigga it's a train ain't nobody robbed no motherfuckin train
Just listen man, your mother givin you money nigga?
My moms don't give me shit nigga, it's time to get paid nigga
is you wit me?
Motherfuck is you wit me?
Yeah I'm wit you nigga c'mon
Alright then nigga lets make it happen then
All you motherfuckers get on the fuckin floor! *blam blam*
Get on the motherfuckin floor!
Chill, give me all your motherfuckin money
And don't move nigga!
Give me all your motherfuckin money, I want the jewelry
Give me every fuckin thing
Nigga I'd shut the fuck up or I'ma blow your motherfuckin brains out!
Nigga, give me your jewerly, give me your wallet
Fuck you bitch, get up off that shit
What the fuck you holdin on to that shit for bitch?
Open C-74, Smalls
Mr. Smalls, let me walk you to the door
So how does it feel leavin us?
C'mon man, what kind of fuckin question is that man?
Tryin to get the fuck up out this joint dog
Yeah, yeah, you'll be back
You niggaz always are
Go head man, what the fuck is you hollerin about?
You won't see me up in this motherfucker no mroe
We'll see
It goes love, hate, pleasure and pain
Fo' albums in the can and I'm STILL in the game (what up?)
And last album, they don't like me to tell this
Debuted at #1 and sold more records than Elvis (shut up!)
That's what they tellin me, switch up your melody
Through with misdemeanors, they tryin to give rappers felonies
So they can lock us up one at a time
But true writers stay FREE in e'ry one of our lines
And if you not feelin I'm the cream of the crop
I'll KNOCK rappers off your list 'til I get to the top!
Still you lookin at a man that's financially stable
Only man gettin checks cut from four different labels
That Pillsbury dough, women poke my guts
Still I walk around the streets like I'm broke as FUCK
So if you see me in your town and I appear to be moody
It's cause I'm thinkin 'bout plans that's bigger than Serena booty
Me and Shaka still starvin and lookin for meals
And HEADS UP! Shyne poe is almost out of his deal
I'm over ten million sold, every album is CRACK
And for now I'm bout to carry Def Jam on my BACK
Mad rappers I hear you talkin way down at the bottom
Though I make big money, still handle small problems
The ramblin at the mouth, I don't PLAY THAT SHIT
[DJ Warrior cuts and scratches until 0.37]
[DJ Warrior:]
It's real official right now, world famous DJ Warrior
Alone with my man Mick Boogie
Shout to all the motherfucking Mid-West, West Coast, East Coast
The whole entire room heavy right here, y'knahmsayin? Down South
My man Big Pooh, y'know how the fuck we do
Mad Rapper's Delight, it's that official shit right here
Big Dho holler at your boy, y'know what it is
World famous DJ Warrior, Caliuntouchables, Soul Assassins
La, la, la...
Oh, oh
Yeah
Ghetto's what you are
You're my star
You're my superstar
Yes you are
Without you near I can't go
I can't go far
You're my superstar (superstar)
Yes you are
You're the one I need
Yes you are
Let me lay you back (don't you change a thing)
Check out this good talk (whoa, whoa)
Can't fool myself
It's you in my heart (you're my superstar)
You're my superstar
Girl, you're beautiful as you are
Baby you're, you're, you're like a rib from my body
Yeah
Baby you got a wonderful body
Yeah
Ain't gonna read about nobody
All she needs is my body
To keep all the good ghetto love in her body
Yeah
Say yeah
Whoa
Ghetto yes you are
You're my star
Whoa, whoa, whoa
All I can say is
Whoa, whoa, whoa...
..buon natale...buon natale..(smack smack) ..questo è per te
cara...huuu!...grazie!...un vibrat***...proprio della misura che volevo!.. ..e
questo è per te caro...huuu!...una bambola gonfiabile nuova!...dove si gonfia
questa?!?.. ..e questa è la valvola..ci devi soffiare dentro!...e a te?..cosa t'ha
portato babbo natale?.. ..guarda qua!..la zia m'ha regalato il nuovo disco
dell'articolo 31!...oh quant'è brava la zia! ....a me piacciono tanto gli articolo
31...li voglio sentire!....va bene sentiamolo..sentiamolo...
You dont have to worry bout a damn thang ladies
You deserve a man that'll bend over backwards
And buy you all those things,
That every woman dreams
Like Gucci bags, Cartier, escalade and diamond rings
[Verse 1:]
Ladies, I got a little story to tell ya
Bout the things that I've gone through
I said ladies (ladiiiieees)
I've been through some mess in my life
And I wanna break it down for ya
I had a man, who would take my mercedes
To go visit other ladies. but yall dont here me now
And then I had a man
Who bought me a diamond ring and took it back
But yall didn't know all that
And now I have a man
Who loves me no matter what his love is unconditional
Ladies you deserve the best (you deserve the best)
So dont you settle for less, no no
[Chorus x2:]
You dont have to worry bout a damn thang ladies
You deserve a man that'll bend over backwards
And buy you all those things,
That every woman dreams
Like Gucci bags, Cartier, escalade and diamond rings
[Verse 2:]
Aint nothin wrong with having the finer things in life
Now I got a man who asked me to be his wife
And when I had his babies
I gained a little weight
But my man told me that I still look like a figure 8,
yea yeah
Love comes from within, (oh yeah)
Remember that my friend (oh yeah)
I would never tell you wrong,
If your man acts up he gone
You deserve the best (you deserve the best)
And dont you settle for less, you dont have to worry no
[Chorus x2:]
You dont have to worry bout a damn thang ladies
You deserve a man that'll bend over backwards
And buy you all those things,
That every woman dreams
Like gucci bags, cardier, escalade and diamond rings
[Speech:]
(hoo) girls..let me talk to you for a minute (you dont
have to worry no)
(hoo) the guys that I was with in the past had me
feeling like (ahhh hoo) I was less than a woman
I thought I didnt deserve the best (hoo)
But the man that I got now.. he makes me feel like a
nubian queen (hoo)
You dont have to settle for less oh no (ahhh hoo) (hoo)
[Chorus x2:]
You dont have to worry bout a damn thang ladies
You deserve a man that'll bend over backwards
And buy you all those things,
That every woman dreams
Something is always happening...
But when it happens, people don't always see it...
Or understand it...
We've Pulled Together Pretty Well
Haven't We
(Yes Sir)
But Out Side There Sayin' That Some Of You Are Being Held Against Your Will
That You Really Don't Wanna Be Here
Now Either There Right
Our Were Right
Nobody's Gonna Cut You Down
If You Honestly Don't Believe In What We're Doing
Or If Your Affraid Of
Parents Or The Cops
So Anybody That Isn't 100% Sure Of Why We're Here
Or What We're Doing
Take One Step Foward
Attend I'll Come To You
Attention
About Face
Forward
(Foward)
Look how far we've come
You're still here
This is us
These are my confessions
Still going strong
Yeah man
Welcome back
Here we go again
A beautiful girl and some dirty old men
Before we continue the task at hand
Let's go ahead and introduce the band
From the land of volcanoes
The lovely lucia
Her voice will fill you with wonder and fear
She screams like a banshee and she moves like a cat
I could tell you much more but let's leave it at that
The lord of lard
The mighty swine
He loves manchego and a bottle of wine
Also known as raymond watts
He screams out his lungs while his brain slowly rots
The one and only
The great steve white
His morals are loose but his shirts are tight
Challenged by few
Rivaled by none
He's alow down dirty son of a gun
This is the biscuit's crux
Solid rock against the flux
Ultra-heavy beat deluxe
KMFDM forever sucks
Here's your voice from the underground
Get ready for another round
Nothing new it's the same old shit
If it works this good why fuck with it
Andy selway the master of skins
Often found screwing chicks behind bins
His hobbies include but aren't limited to
Things you and I would rather not do
And here we have jules
The king of guitar
He's only home when he's inside a bar
Rings and spikes and chains and tattoos
He breeds new lifeforms inside his shoes
I am kapt'n K
The korruptor of youth
My word is gospel of the honest truth
I am the father of industrial rock
And if you don't believe me
We're all we have!
We'll walk through this park in December
We'll close our eyes and try to remember
If this was just all for fun
Talk to friends anticipate and
hours start to separate
when today
There's a time to live and a time to die
But right now its time you try
Keep your head up on the
You're stronger now than you were before
Keep your foot placed in the door
Take two steps and you'll be wanting more
We'll sing through this part all together
We'll raise our voices to make it better
Cos all we have is just right now
Talk to friends anticipate and
hours start to separate
when today
There's a time to live and a time to die
But right now its time you try
Keep your head up on the
You're stronger now than you were before
Keep your foot placed in the door
System loading
Ready
Welcome and thank you for choosing
The Bionic Linium Acoustic Quadrosonic
Sound System, or in short, Blaque.
Your selections have been digitally mastered and ready for playback.
So prepare for the ultimate entertainment experience.
"Intro" contains an excerpt from a King speech which appears
courtesy of Intellectual Properties Managment, Atlanta, Georgia,
So what do you think Doctor? Was I....
I didn't mean to.
Scientific detachement. Ha!
Professional ethics
I'm not just a doctor, I AM A MAN
Doctor I didn't mean to!
I have desires. I have needs
I know you have needs and I know that you have desires
You know it gets bigger and bigger inside of me until it's...I feel it...it
explodes and I sprayed myself all over the wall
I think I have a way to cure you
I like it when you get bigger and bigger but I don't want you to explode all
over the wall
Now Doctor you just lie down...it's time you let me take care of you
....medicine what I need
Ohhhhh.....mmmm I wish I had a doctor like you...so gentle
Oh, you like that?
Fuck my pussy Doctor!
[Irv Gotti]
Yeah...nox and me ya heard me
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
My niggaz
Yeah Chink Santana, D.O. Cannon, Young Merc
My nigga...Seven
It's murder niggaz
You listenin to a nigga right now that don't give a fuck about nuffin nigga
Ha ha ha...
It's murda
[Chorus: Chink Santana]
It's time to serve ya niggaz and bitches ya heard of us
It's Irv Gotti and the Murderers and we still don't be givin a fuck
It's just to vicious of a click and nothin but spitness
Do their work handle their buisness man who gon fuck wit us?
(Repeat once)
[Caddillac Tah]
Yeah, shit
I don't know what y'all thought
But we pro's and we flow, fire acid
And toast and that fo' automatic
And dough gotta have it and my niggaz blastin
Gloves and ski mask's when it's time put the match in
We cock and bust, rags, is what's happenin
Livin like a gangsta so gangsta shit I'm rappin
While y'all niggaz is actin, stick to the script
Hold ya hip wit a clip
Ain't no love for the snitch
Only slugs from the fifth leave you stiff
Ain't that a bitch
Niggaz hatin for nothin for frotin for nothin
Becomes somethin that you don't want cousin
It's simple basic shit
Whoever face my clique
Gon get erased, in this thing violence and sick
Nigga hard to break yourself
Pie and we rollin strong wit fire arms
The fire bomb, when the war is on
I.G. presents I.N.C.
And if you ain't know thats the boss man runnin the show
So get your weight up if you hate us enough
To come lace us pull out your gun and bust it
Man enough if you ain't bluffin
And for the record it a message
for niggaz second guessin y'all can eat a dick
I love this gangsta shit
[Irv Gotti]
(Chorus play's in background)
I love this gangsta shit nigga!
Nobody fuckin wit my clique nigga, bet that
Bunch of motherfuckin niggaz that don't give a fuck nigga
Let me tell you who the fuck they is nigga
Let me tell you who the fuck they is
The kingpin, Ja motherfuckin Rule y'all
Ain't no stoppin that nigga
Caddy, Caddy
Fuck that, Tah Murda nigga, Tah Murda nigga
Black Child, Black child, Black child
Vita, Vita
Murder mommy nigga, murder mommy nigga
Yeah, yeah
Jody Mack, Jody Mack
Ha ha ha, 0 easy nigga, 0 easy nigga
I got some new niggaz, I got some new niggaz
Ha ha ha ha ha ha, ohhh
D.O. Cannon, D.O. Cannon
Paul shitty nigga
Young Merc, Young Merc, Young Merc
Ha ha ha ha ha ha, ohhhhh shit
Chuck B-More, Chuck B-More
What's fuckin wit that
Y'all niggaz don't know
Ronnie Bumps, Ronnie Bumps
I see you nigga
Last but not least
The princess Ashanti, The princess Ashanti
The princess Ashanti...That's my clique nigga
[PSD]
I puff much dope
1/3'd cutthoat
[Dubee]
I'm 2/3 Cutthoat
Hit'cha fo' splittin dope
[Mac Dre]
And Yee!
Its me!
M! D!
Cutthoat 3!
[PSD]
And please believe
PS call a broad a B
[Dubee]
Beezel
Neenel
Like what the Fezzel?
[Mac Dre]
Fo' Shezzel'
Ya seezel
Mezzel you
Peezzel
[PSD]
Me-shel
On my next tell
Callin me poppy
[Dubee]
A suckkal can't stop me
I put holes in his body
[Mac Dre]
Don't know karate
But my Kemo soby dick do
[Tic]
Cash issues wit the all
You can kick you
[PSD]
Switch'cha like a swisha
Bitch you get the picture
[Dubee]
Twist ya front to back
Like a backwood
[Mac Dre]
I stack good
Mac good
Send'em to the track good
[Tic]
Liquid ass the hole hood
Come wit gats its all good
[PSD]
Bags of joog
Turf niggas halla in dollas
[Dubee]
Cutthoat calla poppas
We all in ya noggin
[Mac Dre]
I'm the rapper gone bad
Mr.stuppid doo doo dumb
I rap it in pro-plastic
She can't feel the cum
[PSD]
Mr. Menage ttwwwaa
Hoes butt naked in my ccaaarr
[Dubee]
I'm Mr. Indo smokein money
Do my thang still go nutty
I rriiidddee though the town
Still hoggin buddy
[Tic]
Its like general (?) mach ya
Ya boy got
[PSD]
Flavor
[Mac Dre]
We bite down
[Dubee]
Toilet take a chump
[Tic]
Mourn not for I have left behind
All hate, anguish and misery
Mourn not for I no longer
Love for the soul of evil
Mourn not I have gone
To the eternal bliss of the final embrace
So for me there is no need to mourn
As I rest in peace
My Last Wish
Another rainy day is darkening my life
I am looking through the window and I see your shade
Why are you so far ?
I can't take the pain
So come to explore my mind and see my fear
I tried a million times to change the course of destiny
In my dreams, in my nightmares or in my acts
Why are you so far ?
I can't take the pain
So come to explore my mind and see my fear
Don't fear these words another soul is dying
Because somewhere someone will take your place
I am praying for the shadows in the silence
They're whispering in mind
The melodies of my heart
Show us new horizons
I feel so lost without yours hands
Just a touch, an illusion
All my love of life is gone
And I understand your cries in the sand
The light before my eyes is off
Wait for me to see our child
When he'll open the eyes to the world
Yea niggas, Welcome to Dade County
Where we slang rocks that claim blocks
And those red and blue lights just keep our streets hot
C'mon and ride with a nigga so I can show you what Dade County really got
See don't be fooled by South Beach
Thinking when you come to the Bottom you can just run these streets
You and your jewels are like a menu
And trust me nigga we intend to eat
Fuck around and cross that I-395
You just run into a bunch of dead end streets
Niggas with wifebeaters and bare feet
That's right, I'm talking straight goon style
Go beyond that about 3 miles and you're now entering the infamous Lil Havana
Now I know yall studio gangsters be vibing off the movie "Scarface"
But the wrong move in this place, you'll fuck around and meet the real Tony Montana
So fuck them palm trees
I got shit for you to really see
Like there's a graveyard with bury sub with niggas buried 4 generations deep
And I aint even talking about sister lined next to brother
I'm talking granddaddy to grandmother piled up on top of each other
And all that rap about you're Lil Haiti connections?
Nigga you don't even know a real zo
But I can introduce you to one that'll kick in your door
Put you faced down on the floor
And have your whole family wiring money from Chicago
But you a star, though
Okay, nigga if you a real G
This is where you tell your car to go
Opa Locka
Where there is continuous spotlight helicopters and a triangle full of choppers
Carol City will make holes in you so big, they can't be plugged by doctors
Nigga, this is the real Dade County
Where we are soldiers from birth to the hurst
That's why my childhood consisted of a bulletproof vest and a pyrex
Nigga, you haven't even seen the real Miami, yet
So Welcome to Miami-Dade County, the real Miami
I Aint Tryin To Fall Vitcim To The Haters
Just Trying Give You My Life On One Piece Of Paper
Mama
For They Take Me Let Me Tell You One Thing
Ya Baby Boy Is A Soldier And I Run Things
Sorry I Didnt Become A Doctor Or A Lawyer
High As Hell
Going To School With The Sig Sauer
Its Hard To Figure Whos Real And Whos Counterfeit
Streets Love Ya Boy Im Like The President Round This Bitch
Each Summer
I Sat And Watched These Niggas Rise
Watch These Niggas Fall
And Watch These Niggas Die
Watch These Niggas Grow
Watch These Niggas Multiply
Im Talkin Bout These Pussy Niggas Real Nigga Till I Die
You Can Call Me The Mozart On These Streets
Conduct A Whole Fucking Symphony On These Beats
Bay Area Stand Up
You Got The Right To Do It
Its A Little Bit More Than The Hyphy Movement
Who Gon' Pull My Car
Who Gon' Call Me Out
Im In The Game Now You Gon' Have To Haul Me Out
Who Gon' Bust That Shot
Who Gon' Pull That Knife
Im Seen Everywhere And I Aint Never Tuck My Ice
Im That Nice
Ask Ya Lil Brother
Ask Any Rapper Thats Been On The Source Or Xxl Cover
Theyll Tell You Im Nothing Less Than The Truth
And Tell You Ya Boy Is A Beast In That Booth
The Truth Gotta Be Told
I Tell The Whole World
I Know Ya Tired Of The Same Old Song Girl
I Sat At Home And Watched Game Bring The West Back
I Told Him To Put Half Of California On My Fuckin Back
Half Of Washington
Part Of Nevada
Give Me Every City From Portland To Tiauhana
Let Me Carry The West Too
Ya Boy Put His Heart On Every Single Track Just Like The Best Do
I Dont Never Run And Hide Like The Rest Do
I Stand And Fight
Got My Gun And My Vest Too
You Heard The Name Before
You Know The Name Ya Boy
There Aint An Mc Alive That I Cant Destroy
And Missed The Bus Ive Been Rapping Since My Teen Days
Black Wall Mix Tape
XXL Freepage
The Source Unsigned Hype
And One Skee Tape
Ayo this is the infinite, intelligent, extravagant and eloquent
That shit y'all talkin is irrelevant
I put it down from the gutter to the tenement
It's LL Cool J nigga, everything I do is excellent
And I got to represent, Q-Boro, the thorough
Y'knawmean? We get down, we get down baby
Check this shit out right here, uh
E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Givin head to the glock, pretend it's hard cock
Splashin niggas I came slow through the block
I'm, the original, visual, individual
Ten times platinum your career's lookin critical
Reach for this, motherfuck being a criminal
Look in your bitch eyes, the vibe is subliminal
You wanna freestyle fuck that
I need at least seven figures to even touch that
But since everybody was underestimatin' my format
I dropped Ill Bomb and now niggas want more of that
Aint a rapper dead or alive fuckin wit me
Ask the last bitch that tried to come and get me
Talk about paper, I can talk about broads
I can talk about movies, I can talk about awards
Fuck the fantasies, yo I got all four
And 2001'll be mine, by law
Why name the Greatest Of All Times?
Because for fifteen years I kept y'all standin in line
Lovin the way I shine and my lyrics combine
With the ruggedest, illest beats that Def Jam can find
Fuck them other niggas with their 9 or 10 hits
My hits run deep as the emotions of your bitch
Back in the days it was the M fast stick
But now the Bentley is all get more whores on the dick
This ones for Clue and my Riker's Island niggas
That remember when I came through
The big O B C C H D M 2 C 74
Little Nasi and the crew, y'all niggas come home
Word up, the new album gon' be the shit baby
Aint no doubt about it, E Pluribus Unum
So many lonely nights I've stayed without you
Wishin' you were here, hey
All the tears I cried
How I love you, need you so
Hey, I need you, hey, hey
So many reasons, reasons
Can't seem to sleep at night
Can't get you out of my mind
I'm lovesick, baby, for you
So many reasons why
I need you by my side
Your loving is real
I need something I can feel
So many reasons why
You and I can share a love divine
Just to have you is to love you all the time
So many reasons
Here I am, don't you turn away
'Cause I know that I can love you more, oh baby
I'm lost without your love
And I don't know what to do
Come over to me now
You see that I need you, you
So many reasons why
You and I can share a love divine
Just to have you is to love you all the time
So many reasons
So many reasons
So many reasons
So many reasons
So many reasons why
You and I can share a love divine
Just to have you is to love you all the time
So many reasons
I'm lost without your love
I don't know what to do
I need you here with me
Baby, I want you, baby, I need you
I'm lost without your love
I don't know what to do
I need you here with me, so
So many reasons why
You and I can share a love divine
Just to have you is to love you all the time
So many reasons
So many reasons why
You and I can share a love divine
Just to have you is to love you all the time
So many reasons
So many reasons why
I said, so many reasons why
So many reasons why
So many reasons why
So many reasons why
You and I can share a love divine
(Segments of poetry from William Wordsworth)
[from Upon Westminster Bridge]
and to the sky;
All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
The river glideth at his own sweet will:
[from The Prelude]
and with what motion moved the clouds!
[from The Prelude]
while the stars, Eastward,
were sparkling clear, and in the west
The orange sky of evening died away.
[from Intimations of Immortality From Recollections of Early Childhood]
The innocent brightness of a new-born Day
Engage audio control on my mark, state of trance
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I could be your pilot, so, come on aboard
And let me take you to another world, yeah
Just can't wait till I get to you to do all the things I know you like
Sit back and enjoy the ride
This is how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
That's how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
I don't need no other
I'm so in love I'm at the point of no return
Everyday you've shown me something new
I get so excited thinkin' of all the things that we can do
You're always on my mind, you're the one of a kind love, I
Come let me take you down to the sweetness
The love that is yours and mine
That's how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
That's how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
Let me taste your love in my way, I wanna do it all over
Until I hear a oh my, tell me if it's good to you baby
'Cause I wanna give you more, I'm willin' and able to explode
You're always on my mind, you're the one of a kind love, I
Come let me take you down to the sweetness
The love that is yours and mine, mine
That's how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
That's how we do it, when we get right down to it
Me and you, one of a kind love
Come let me take you down to the sweetness
The love that is yours and mine, mine
That's how we, that's how we, that's how we do it
One of a kind love, one of a kind love
That's how we, that's how we, that's how we do it
One of a kind love, one of a kind love
That's how we, that's how we, that's how we do it
One of a kind love, one of a kind love
That's how we, that's how we, that's how we do it
One of a kind love, one of a kind love
Let me be the one you come running to
Be the one you come running
Be the one you come running to
Let me be the one you come running to
Be the one you come running
Be the one you come running to
Don't cry lady, dry your eyes
You know I want to be the one
To make you feel alright
If you will let me do what I wanna do
Then I will be the one
The one that you come running to
Now wasn't I that special guy
That you could rely on
A shoulder to cry on
If you would give me the opportunity
I'll show you what I'll do
I'll be the one that you come running to
Let me be the one you come running to
Be the one you come running
Be the one you come running to
Let me be the one you come running to
Be the one you come running
Be the one you come running to
When your troubles seem to get you down
Before you can even call me
You know I'm gonna be around
Pick up the pieces of your broken heart
I'll fix it for you, because I'm the one that you come running to
Now wasn't I that special guy
That you could rely on
A shoulder to cry on
If you would give me the opportunity
I'll show you what I'll do
I'll be the one that you come running to
Let me be the one you come running to
Be the one you come running
Be the one you come running to
Let me be the one you come running to
Be the one you come running
Be the one you come running to
Let me be the one you come running to
Be the one you come running
Be the one you come running to
Let me be the one you come running to
Be the one you come running
Be the one you come running to
Now wasn't I your special guy
[Instrumental]
Yeah.
Who'd thought that this little dude right here
Chris Brown
Prissy boy from Tappahannock, Virginia
I ain't think this voice would get me this far.
God pulled a fast one
V.A. this one's for ya'll baby
All my dudes in E-Town stay up
And for my team: Mark Pitts, Tina Davis.
Mom, Dad, I'm gonna make ya'll proud
Aiight
There are children whirling, laughing,
They don't know they should be scared.
Give me that hope, give me time to love
high above the glowing city.
Planes make circles humming madly
Please keep me safe
Give me time to love.
All I can do, all I can say.
I'll keep you safely in my arms and close your ears to not hear harm,
I'll sing to you.
For allowing y'all to endure (Sosa)
All that watered-down, over-proofed thug shit (Sosa)
See when you in the inside looking out
It's hard to see the person on the outside looking in
(Sosa)
Let me express myself
(Verse 1)
The first bars I've ever spitted I scarred the game
Since then all the jewels and the cars done changed
Had to circumcize the snakes, disregard their names
So when i spit now, I involve the pain
Convinced every religion that the God done came
To me, it's '88 and I'm as large as Kane
No need for spotlights, trying to dodge the fame
Already got lice so why try massage my brain
BBS's, clustered up carved in my chain
Freezing the same flesh, once i'm dead and desolve in
flames
Honor the name, Sos' love drama the same
So all y'all claim to be realer niggaz, calmer than
came
Hear this
I'm unemotional, my eyes is tearless
No regrets, my only threat is that I die careless
Catch me, fuck sales long as the streets accept me
It's respect before the money if I'm on correctly
Vet status
Crown Sos' the best at this
Holla, this hot shit be the next classic
Otis
Hello and welcome Ladies and Gentlemen Saints and Sinners take a seat and prepare to bare witness to The Unforgiven Forest. It is story and like all good stories it must have good characters for instance the axe weilding demon destroyers the Axe Murder Boyz but thats not all this story revolves around their journey through The Unforgiven Forest. Few people have tried to accomplish this very thing and have all failed miserably those who died trying were than used as the keepers of the forest thus we have The Bodies they wait at the front of the forest lifeless and dangling from rope only to spring alive at the sight of anyone approching and if you make it passed The Bodies it is utterly hopeless still for you must face the Arachs, The Trees and finally The Demon don't be afraid step into our world and expirence for yourself the mystery the relic that is the Unforgiven Forest. Expirence for yourselves..........The Unfrogiven Forest. Don't be afraid.
[erick sermon]
Epmd
Erick and parrish millenium ducats
Squadron uh huh
. [dj scratch] .
[erick sermon]
Hah let me introduce my dj scratch the black balboa
I'm erick sermon the dope rhyme blower
My dj scratchatori interesting like war stories
With epmd the fame and the glory
The boy wonder the second nature the arnold schwarzeneggar
_the eraser_ upon the crossfader
From brook lyn albany projects
Been around the world with the dj sets, catchin wreck
[parrish smith]
Yo the track drives me to excel
Scratch is dangerous like a third rail
Got the feel like braille, stayed charged like a duracell
The show-stopper, knockin cats out like rock'em'sock'em
Can't stop him, so playa hatin is your only option
Hands quicker than roy jones with no headphones
Bk albany pj's where my man zone
Epmd and scratch, the quarterback
Meltin wax, flippin more tracks than amtrak
. [dj scratch] .
* the lady of rage sample *
"cause i'ma break it down to the nitty gritty one time
When it comes to the" [scratch] "i gets busy with mine"
[erick sermon]
[Clip from some documentary about Vinny Pazienza the boxer I guess]
He's a fighter and fighter... You don't make fighters. Vinnie's a born fighter and I could see that when he was a kid, he was little, he was different from other kids.
[Excerpt from the Hagakure]
Yeah, Pazienza, I'm here baby. The Way of the Assassin is found in death. Meditation on inevitable death should be performed daily. Every day when one's body and mind are at peace, one should meditate upon being ripped apart by arrows, rifles, spears and swords, being carried away by surging waves, being thrown into the midst of a great fire, being struck by lightning, being shaken to death by a great earthquake, falling from thousand-foot cliffs, dying of disease or committing seppuku at the death of one's master. And every day without fail one should consider himself as dead. This is the substance of the Way of the Assassin.
Millions of light years away
In the darkness of the universe
The sound of silence is flowing through space
Only dreams will ever fly that far
But human beings will never discover
The secrets hidden on the edge of nowhere
Listen to the signals of mystery
Listen to the whispering echoes of life out there
Listen to the music of "missing heart"
Yo Yo Yoooooooooooo
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
Yo Yo Yoooooooooooo
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
Yo Yo Yoooooooooooo
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
Yo Yo Yoooooooooooo
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
I'm on the level that you might can't fuck wit (fuck wit)
{When you're ready to sing
We step up the microphones
Wenn du morgens in den Spiegel blickst,
und ein Gesicht siehst, das du nicht mal mehr kennst,
dann ist an der Zeit, einen neuen Weg zu gehen.
Wähle sorgfältig die Art deiner Waffe,
den Preis, den sie fordern werden.
du allein kennst deine Feinde.
So, oder so.
Sei bereit.
Das Ende ist nah.
Thank you to the people in my life
For putting up with me
And thank you for the time you sacrificed
All on account of me
For all the times I didn't say
The times I didn't say
For all the times I didn't say
Times I didn't say
Fuck you to the jaded and the fake
Like to see what you would do
Fuck you and the judgements that you make
We're not all perfect just like you
Like you
Like you
For all the times I didn't say
Times I didn't say
For all the times I didn't say
The times I didn't say
All the times I didn't say
All the times I didn't say
Thank you to the people in my life
He was walking with your brother on the streets of Alabama
He was marching next to Martin when he died
Working face to face in Cuba and Managua Nicaragua
He did not yet beat the devil, but he tried
Chorus:
Hold on brother, Jesse Jackson
There's a better world a'coming
Where a man can hope a man will show some heart
You just keep right on believing
In the better side of human
They ain't ready for it yet, but it's a start
And you move'em when you hit'em in the heart
We must bring it all together we must start right from the bottom
Back to helping one another when we can
'Cause if he's hungry and he's human and he's fighting for his Freedom
Then he shouldn't be too hard to understand
Chorus:
Hold on brother, Jesse Jackson
There's a better world a'coming
Where a man can hope a man will show some heart
You just keep right on believing
In the better side of human
They ain't ready for you yet, but it's a start
And you move'em when you hit'em in the heart
Chorus:
Hold on brother, Jesse Jackson
There's a better world a'coming
Where a man can hope a man will show some heart
You just keep right on believing
In the better side of human
They ain't ready for you yet, but it's a start
And you move'em when you hit'em in the heart
Make way with path to Zion!
I declare this a heavenly scene,
May this be the noise your sole to feed.
I declare this a heavenly scene,
RUFF RYDERS!! YOU KNOW!!
(Here we go again, baby) Here we go again; fuckin right!
Dark Man X baby, dog for life, for life, for life...
"When I say D, M; y'all say X!"
"D, M!" (
"D, M!" (
"When I say D, M; y'all say X!"
"D, M!" (
"D, M!" (
"When I say D, M; y'all say X!"
"D, M!" (
"D, M!" (
"When I say D, M; y'all say X!"
"D, M!" (
"D, M!" (
I don't fuck with what you sayin 'cause your raps weak
I take the back streets of New York, and run a track meet
To form life from a rap sheet
See that be the flow that's crushin 'em on the L
Jumpin on they fuckin shit, bustin 'em 'til they swell
Then tell, your mother, next time she see her son is never
And I be on yo' dick, if my name was "No Pussy".. ever
Like "The Hulk," but they can't fix me
"Doom, doom, doom, doom, doom," and sly like Bill Bixby
This should be havin niggaz in the emergency
Undergoing surgery, wanting to murder me
When you go, you know you heard of me
And yo' last thought is what you did wasn't worth ya life
It's what yo' ass bought
Caught up in some shit, and I had to let you feel this steel
They found his faggot ass slumped over the steering wheel
You still feeling real? Naw nigga you looking tired
Gone on to sleep baby, 'cause yo' shit is just expired
"When I say D, M; y'all say X!"
"D, M!" (
"D, M!" (
"When I say D, M; y'all say X!"
"D, M!" (
"D, M!" (
[Sample: DJ Kay Slay's Hot 97 Intro]
Warning! (Warning!) Warning! (Warning!) Warning! (Warning!)
The drama king is in the building! The drama king is in the building!
[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
I hope y'all niggas see what's goin' on here!
Yeah!
Kay slay!
Busta rhymes nigga!
Album number four big homie!
And let me explain to 'em why your so much "more than a dj"!
[Busta Rhymes:]
Look! Check! Holy smokin gun holsters back and do it again
Make diamonds out of coal and leave you with gems
Irratic emphatically master a logic dramatically
How I feel like a opacity this is so catistrophic (Raaaaarrrrr!)
Return of the villian the dungeon dragon is back to kill 'em
I know that you missin my closin a victim
Now watch me zero in on you niggas, beam the search light on you bastards
And watch you get blasted I got you and after
I'm finished with holdin I got you rollin contollin the masses
And once I'm finished patrollin them golden lyrics is blastin
By a nigga that insisted on givin it to you fresh from the skillet
Impressionable I address you and kill it!
Let me wild on you niggas again (Get 'em!)
And set the record straight (Yeah!) This is how we do to the end
Just remember who are handlin biz
And when it's all said and done as long as you know who the God of this is
You see me in the flesh ressurectin the feelin
Don't you know what you startin salute me like Selassie, Malcolm and Martin
Check me let me spit and roll up a rizzla, sizzle up the block
Just like the reggae artist now they callin me Sizzla
Dillinger dominate killin and bombin it manufacture crack for the hood
Till it scranble brains and serve 'em as omelets (Oh!)
And keep a truck load of heat
And make the hood wanna wake up and shatter the globe make the earth wanna shake up
Chrome heart spirited diamond I'm merciless mental a body of steel
Is worst on a injury you probably should chill
And listen 'fore I leave niggas shitless you must be foolish or stupid
To ever think that you could conquor this greatness you hate this
Whatever the problem we handle our business
Whatever the budget, niggas up in the street respect it and love it (Yeah!)
Remember who's been always holdin down the fort
[Intro: D.L. Hughley (Doc Doom) {Warcloud}]
So the other day, I'm listenin' to the radio and shit
And I'm hearin' these Black Kneez-ights
These muthafuckas 'sposed to be from the West Coast and shit
(You hearin' the Knights homeboy, Black Knights)
But I ain't hear no West Coast in they shit, man
Them niggas sounded like East Coast this, East Coast that
(They from Long Beach, man, what you talkin' about)
East Coast this, man, them niggas is talkin' bout
Dun-dun, and God-God and yo-this, yo-that (This is the shit, man)
Them niggas ain't no killas, nigga
Them niggas is fuckin' East Coast dick riders (Fuck this nigga, man)
I know the niggas personally {I know the niggas too} (Black Knights nigga)
Man who the fuck is you talkin' about, I'm Gino, nigga, and Gino know
(Fuck Gino, nigga) You ain't know that (Nigga, tell 'em to smack)
(Fuck you nigga!)
[beat kicks in]
[Intro: Doc Doom]
Bang that shit nigga, fuck you
Bitch ass niggas talkin' that bullshit
From the side of ya necks and shit, fuck ya'll niggas
Real West Coast, nigga, right here nigga
Muthafuckin' real, nigga, straight up, Killa Bee Gang
Nigga, gangstas, bank ya, shank ya
Take ya muthafuckin' cash, muthafuckin' bitch
Take all ya muthafuckin' stash, it's real, nigga Black Knights get ya cap
pesled
Nigga, act like ya heard, nigga, it's real, nigga, check the shit out nigga
Yo, yo, aiyo
[Doc Doom]
I spit yae, my lyrics keep k's and dodge cops
Alone, I'm like Capone movin' weight on ya block
We keep glocks cocked, lit daily, hop Chevy's and smoke heavy
Every night we got bitches shakin' ass in the telly
Drunk off Bailey's, we the shit, so fuck what ya tell me
I ain't tryin' to hear that bullshit, you tryin' to sell me
On the low, like you niggas don't sound West Coast
But it sounds to me, like you niggas gossip like hoes
All on our dick, knowin' nobody could fuck wit this
Rappin' or scrappin', blastin' or jackin', who want action
At the vet who haven't lost his step yet, place ya bets
I've been doin' this shit before Quiet on the Set
I'm violent wit a Tec, don't make me make these hollow heads eject
Murder on cassette, Black Knights, we haven't met our match yet
[Warcloud]
Chopped off fingers, seen you movin' for the jackpot
All Holocaust, I'm met up wit him in the crack spots
Branches and skulls, straight razor lyrics, California
Guns and begonias, burns you like ammonia
West Coast junkyard convict from darkness
Roll wit the heartless, murder you like an ar'ist
Mean man hollow, the man who pain'ted flowers
String bloody teeth, then knock you over the towers
Medieval cathedral, dance out with the skeletons
Iron that veteran, heard of dead elephants
Trampled through ya grave site, fungus in ya ear hole
Blackboard jungle, humble, but watch my spear blow
Wu-Tang Clan, warriors on the hillside
Murder any M.C. sittin', dinin' wit the swells
Pearl handle cougar knife, baby pist' revolvers
Shoot my way out, and dead bodies clog the doorway
A la carte, more vay, I rhyme the best charm
Huffin' on a blunt, wit an anaconda for left arm
[Chorus x2: Doc Doom]
Who got that real shit, niggas blast too
Bitches shake that ass too, hit you up wit they set, when they pass through
Black Knights got that hot shit, got ya hooker topless
In the cockpit of my drop six
[Crisis]
The committee, control and patrol the inner city
Off Henny, Remi and Phillies, smack sadiddy bitch silly
You feel me? Heat holders, street patrollers, cannabis leaf rollers
We control this, had the baddest bitch deep throat us
In public, she do it just because we Wu-Tang published
They love it, bust a nut and don't think nothin' of it
Corrupted in the slums where the average hustle for crumbs
Bustin' they guns, we lustin' for funds
[Monk]
Dodgin' dumb-dumbs, murder for fun, who want some
Of this Killa Bee Gang, bangin' Six Mill beats
We spit hotter than the summer heat, mid July
Always stay high, stay low, smoke gray Khaki
Blue dickie coats, chokin' on that Andy smoke
The Knights the antidote... prescription
[Crisis]
Description
Bar face abrazed undercover hit-men
Wastin' the shit like a religion, average, where ya livin'?
The unforgiven, hold ya own, never move ya pivot
Niggas is innocent as infants
Don't know nothin' about thuggin', Bloodin' or Crippin'
Street raps blow off ya knee caps for street scraps
In my hood, we all perform magic, cheat death, take a deep breath
Lace up ya boots, cock and shoot
Let it penetrate, just a little way gangstas communicate
[Monk]
Who to say the Knights ain't shit, niggas get blew away
It's obvious we too much, fuck the such and such
Ya click can't rough, tough, low down and dangerous
Or save the extras, we smoke blunts laced wit textures
Of high explosive, take two, and can't focused
Pass it around, let it rotate, that's on the eight
We lockin' down cities, and sewin' up states
[Chorus x2]
[Outro: Doc Doom]
Muthafuckin' Black Knights, black Tec's
All my niggas on deck, online
Nigga fuck ya'll we be throwin' up mind
Gang signs, nigga, Killa Bee Gang
Fuck where you from, fuck ya hood that you claim
We bang, all day, all night
Where I'm from? Black muthafuckin' Knights, nigga
Straight up, West Coast, K.B.G., Killa Bee Gang, thought you knew
Now you know, whose, stepped in the door, slappin' whores
Ya niggas know me, niggas gives a fuck, Doc Doom
Muthafuckin' Black Knight to the tomb, gangstas, don't give a fuck, bank ya
Take ya cash out ya dickies, street's risky, heh
(To the music of Strange Days of Uncle Jack)
Southern California, are you ready?
From the gutters of Hollywood, California
Will you welcome
The glam
slam
kings of noise....
POISON!!!!
This is an instrumental piece.
(Instrumetal)
The following material has been rated next
By the Divine Mill association
It is intended for a mature audience
Parental discretion is advised
Through our journey you will be experiencing
Sounds like(woman: Ay Papi)
And even shit like (woman moaning)
Hell you might even get some (woman moaning)
And a little (woman: I love you give me more)
Soy tu bandido mujer
El que te eriza la piel
Con el que quieres soñar
Quien te hace temblar al oido hablar
Y yo soy aquel
El que anduvo contigo toda una noche
Piel con piel
Y quiero tenerte
y quiero pillarte
Y quiero azotarte
Y si te capturo
Capturo
Mami
Capturo
Capturo
Y si te capturo
Capturo
Mami
Capturo
Capturo
Si te capturo
Ponte bien loquita en lo oscuro
Ready que contigo yo me curo
Dame Mas Duro
Si tu quieres duro te aseguro
Que donde yo te pille te doy duro
Y si te capturo
Ponte bien loquita en lo oscuro
Ready que contigo yo me curo
Dame Mas Duro
Si tu quieres duro te aseguro
Que donde yo te pille te doy duro
Te tengo en vela
La noche entera
Observandola a ella
Como mueve su cadera
Esa chica es una fiera
Y una bandolera
Y si te envuelves con ella
Firma tu condena
Y solo un poco de eso
Yo quiero probar
Dame lo que es tuyo
No te arrepentiras
Vente conmigo
Mami tu veras
Te dare una noche
Que no olvidaras
Y solo un poco de eso
Yo quiero probar
Dame lo que es tuyo
No te arrepentiras
Vente conmigo
Mami tu veras
Te dare una noche
Que no olvidaras
Si te capturo
Ponte bien loquita en lo oscuro
Ready que contigo yo me curo
Dame Mas Duro
Si tu quieres duro te aseguro
Que donde yo te pille te doy duro
Y si te capturo
Ponte bien loquita en lo oscuro
Ready que contigo yo me curo
Dame Mas Duro
Si tu quieres duro te aseguro
Que donde yo te pille te doy duro
Voy a dar sin pena
Aver si sacas candela
Yo quiero ver
Si el gas pela o no pela
Estas roncando de que eres una experta
Y veras que en la batalla conmigo te quedas
A Que Te Quito Ma
A Que No Me Quitas Pa
A Que Yo Te Quito Ma
A Que No Me Quitas Pa
A Que Yo Te Quito Ma
A Que No Me Quitas Pa
A Que Yo Te Quito Ma
A Que No Me Quitas Pa
Si te capturo
Ponte bien loquita en lo oscuro
Ready que contigo yo me curo
Dame Mas Duro
Si tu quieres duro te aseguro
Que donde yo te pille te doy duro
Y si te capturo
Ponte bien loquita en lo oscuro
Ready que contigo yo me curo
Dame Mas Duro
Si tu quieres duro te aseguro
Que donde yo te pille te doy duro
Viste Que No Tengo Que Hablar Mucho
'Bla Bla Bla' Para Poner Sus Piernas
A Temblar
La Ultima Risa
Por Que El Que Rie Ultimo
Rie Mejor
Soy tu bandido mujer
El que te eriza la piel
Con el que quieres soñar
Quien te hace temblar al oido hablar
Y yo soy aquel
El que anduvo contigo toda una noche
Piel con piel
Y quiero tenerte
y quiero pillarte
Y quiero azotarte
Si te capturo
Ponte bien loquita en lo oscuro
Ready que contigo yo me curo
Dame Mas Duro
Si tu quieres duro te aseguro
Que donde yo te pille te doy duro
Y si te capturo
Ponte bien loquita en lo oscuro
Ready que contigo yo me curo
Dame Mas Duro
Si tu quieres duro te aseguro
Que donde yo te pille te doy duro
Rafy Mercenario
Elliot
Sosa
Illegal Life Records Baby
Baby Rasta
Instrumental.
Straight out the streets of Memphis, Tennessee
The robbery capital of the U.S.
The Three... 6... Mafi-uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Because of they (Mystic Stylez)
They (Lived By They Rep) 'til the end
Causing (World Domination)
And (When the Smoke Cleared), they still was (Unbreakable)
Being the (Most Known Unknowns)
But after winning the Oscar only some would last due to pressure
And be the last man standing
DJ Paul and Juicy J, the (Last 2 Walk)
Smoke it up - what you do, what you do
Drank it up - what you do, what you do
Snort it up - what you do, what you do
Pop it up - what you do, what you do
I can hear the cries
Wishin they could turn back the hands of ti-i-i-i-i-i-me
Ba-a-a-a-a-a-ack...
"Hahahaha! Aww man, get the fuck outta here
Your CD ain't messed up man
I had to fuck wit'cha a little bit
cause I'm gone and I'm lit
But we fin' to give you some bump!"
Fall in line
(Let's do this shit, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
It's over, baby, we got to do this shit, we do, we do)
Now, there comes a time when we got to stand up
And fight for what the fuck we want
And that time is now
(We with you, Krayzie, we with you, baby)
Is my niggas with me?
(Hell, yeah, we with you, let's roll, let's do it, let's ride)
Yeah, and I say, we burn this muthafucker down
Suit up and strap up, protect yourself for war
Now, all my niggas rollin' with me
Let me see you pull your muthafuckin' gun out
(Pull my gun out)
And the niggas that's scared
(I ain't fin to run)
This time is not for you to run out
(Get y'all punk muthafuckers outta here, yeah)
(Get outta here, muthafucker, I'm not bullshittin')
(Yeah, yeah, I'm not bullshittin')
Now, some of us will not be comin' back
And some will live on
(I'm a nigga, baby, I'm a nigga baby)
But if you live, nigga, you represent the real
And you tell 'em, that we died strong
But for now, you gotta concentrate on the opponent
No mercy for the opponent
Because the opponent has showed you no mercy
(No mercy, no mercy)
So from this day on, you eat, you sleep, you piss, you drink,war
(The war is on, baby)
Until we have victory over those who oppose the muthafuckin' thug
Especially police
(Fuck the police, muthafucker, buck, buck, buck)
Krayzie, war, let's start the war
[Unverified]
Wear your leather mask on your face if you're ready to ride
[Unverified]
Get your 12 gaug shotgun if you're ready to ride
(I'll keep buckin' at these po po, 'caught 'em, fall down, fall down, fall down)
Shoot the muthafuckin' copper down if you ready to ride
Al Watts: Hey all you kids out there! Welcome to Three
Feet High and Rising. Now, here's what we do. The following
contestants... how are you doing, contestants?
Contestants: (General babble, inc. 'Okay', 'Alright', 'Yo Mama')
Al Watts: So fellas, tell us a little bit about yourselves.
Contestant number one!
Contestant #1 (Dove): How ya doin', Al. Just came all the way
down from Wichita just to be on this show. You know it's
gonna be swell and I'm gonna win all the money. Gonna win all
the money. See ya.
Al Watts: Okay, contestant number 2.
Contestant #2 (Mase): Excuse me, um, my name is, um, P.A. Mase,
I'm from Australia, and I'm just glad to be here.
Al Watts: Okay, contestant number 3.
Contestant #3 (Pos): Hello, my name is, uh, Plug One, and uh,
let me tell you a little bit about myself, I like Twizzlers,
and I like the Alligator Bob, and my favorite movie
is um, Bloodsucking Freaks, just like your mama.
Al Watts: Okay, contestant number 4.
Contestant #4 (Prince Paul): Hello, my name is Prince Paul,
and I'm just... glad to be on the show. Thank you.
Al Watts: Okay. Now we've met the contestants, let's get to
the game! I'm going to ask an amount of four questions, and
the contestants will try to answer them correctly. Now, you
out there in the audience can answer along with them.
How many feathers are on a Perdue chicken?
How many fibres are intertwined in a Shredded Wheat biscuit?
What does "touche et lele pu" mean?
How many times did the Batmobile catch a flat?
Now that we know the questions, we'll let the contestants
think them over, and we'll return right after these messages.
Víctimas de una agresión por fascistas en pandilla que
cobardes son, no nos vamos a callar
cuantas personas en la carcel detenidas y la justicia sigue
ciega no les quiere mirar, no nos vamos a olvidar
quien hizo la ley nunca la entendió quien ejecuta la pena
no admite perdón, no nos vamos a callar
de pie estaré frente a esa pared que debemos derribar
Gritaremos libertad, tras las rejas la opresión no nos vamos a callar
cuantas veces la justicia se ha de equivocar las agresiones
en la calle que hay que soportar, no nos vamos a callar
esperando estaran su liberación que se rompan las cadenas
la tortura la opresión, ese dia llegará
de pié estaré de frente a esa pared que debemos derribar
Gritaremos libertad
[Woman:]
This Is K. Foxx Reporting Live For WCCC, Just End... A Hastion Frater
Has Just Been Ceased By The Miami Coast Guard With Over 60 Kilos
Hidden Below The Vessel Docked At The Port Of Miami If The Drugs Were
Not Conviscated The Cocaine Would've Made Drug Dealers Millions Of Dollars
Talking In The Background*
The streets of my city be gritty
Young niggaz pack plenty and ain't never show no pity
Many die on streets of concrete blasted from the heat
From under the seat niggaz just tryin' to make ends meat
Trying to eat day to day livin' with no religion
Luxury cars and this money got my full attention
School teachers and the preachers don't know what to teach us
They don't get a second look without them ghetto features
Created so the non pigmentated rated
Pornographic caught they children learn the words and say it
Save the monsters, but don't nobody know the lord
Status depends on the baddest shit you can afford
And look at me I'm in the middle of the confusion
Crime in my blood and I need a transfusion
Take it how you wanna take it
I gotta twist and break it
Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who fake it
and if it comes out raw, and uncontrollable
Money's foldable, fuck a hip-hop quoteable
Nobody felt what I was feeling when I wrote this shit
Broke this shit, but that ain't new so I can cope with this
Hope it get better for those who don't get a chance
To advance, and dig the shit I be saying
You know what might make what I say a little clearer
If mothafuckers judge the one they see in the mirror
Haha, uh..
Man, fuck them bitches & them hoes
& Them n*ggas pussies; camel toes
I got some money on me, and the weed nice
My shit won't ever stop, suck my green light
Bitches Carter 4, murder's all she wrote
Now it's fuck everybody, like the Scorpio
Still running shit, I'm on my cardio
Boy I'm going in, like my water broke
Suicide note, suicide doors
I put it over-time, like a tied score
Tinted windows bitch, that mean mind yours
& The weed loud, like a lions roar
Stare into the eyes.. The eyes of forever
Hear no evil, see no evil; Helen Keller
No music on. Rock It Accapella.
& I don't need a watch, the time is now or never
Tell my niggas love, I die behind this shit
A nigga countin' money, you niggas counterfeit
Real nigga nigga, proud of what I am
Young Money isn't on me, bitch I'm Uncle Sam
Them hoes call me "Tunechi", Mama call me "Tune"
I left the bullshit in the waiting room
Straight to the money, no short cuts
Now watch me go retarded; yellow short bus
We do drive by's, we do walk-ups
& Bitch I be so high, I get star-struck
Millz in this bitch, he say "fuck them hoes"
& the jewelry bright, like summer clothes
& I eat some bud, like Rudy Huxtable
Our bodies slam the beat, nigga Dusty Rhodes
I'm from Eagle Street, I go Hercules
I get on the beat, murder first degree
YMCBM.. We don't give a fuck
You faker them some titties, you getting' titty fucked
Ha, this the best/worst feeling
& Nigga if I die, I die a death worth living
Uh, this that textbook G-Shit
I've been in that water, but I never been sea sick.
Yeah, knock me or knock your face off
Life's a crazy bitch; Grace Jones
Mind of a genius, with a heart of stone
All the love we give you've given first
All the love we give you've given first
All the love we give you've given first
All the love we give you've given first
When we offer your our lives
Every sacrifice is given first
Who've given first
And when we make the choice to serve
Attending others needs who served us first
Who served us first
Yeah, is nothing we can't do, that you not done for us
Father you're a sorcerer, that's love
So we love to give you because you gave so much
Now we live to love because you're person of trust
So we love to give you because you gave so much
Now we live to love because you're person of trust
You loved us first
All the love we give you've given first
All the love we give you've given first
All the love we give you've given first
All the love we give you've given first
When you walk in faithfulness keeping cover
You're faithful first, faithful first
When you run to win the prize, to reach the finish line
You're running first, running first
Every path we suffer on, you have walked before
Every victory we won it's yours
So we love to give you because you gave so much
Now we live to love because you're person of trust
So we love to give you because you gave so much
Now we live to love because you're person of trust
So we love to give you because you gave so much
Now we live to love because you're person of trust
So we love to give you because you gave so much
Now we live to love because you're person of trust
All the love we give you've given first
All the love we give you've given first
All the love we give you've given first
There is no one righteous, not even one; no one seeks God.
Their throats are open graves; their tongues practice deceit.
Their mouths are full of cursing and bitterness.
Their feet are swift to she'd blood; ruin and misery mark their ways, and the way of peace they do not know.
There is no fear of the Lord before their eyes.
(Radiotune)
Rodeo Radio 101.111
I'm Rainy Westwood on Rodeo Radio
Howdy Boys 'n' Girls
We got seven real-life cowboys
Fundisha:
Compare me not for who I am
is what I feel and
what I feel is who I am
for each note, each word is my own expression
is what I am feeling which is inspired by God
no-one can possibly feel what I feel for
there is only one me
and mean in such a way that I'm stand alone
I live for creativity and song
that's why I was created to express myself
to you to her to him and let you know how real it is
it's so real that my music must make a difference
change hearts,___ wounds bring forth light
awake the dead, despite the bad relationships
misunderstood woman, man or child
it all comes down to this
the god that lives in me lives in you
and I must let my light shine so yours can also
it's time it's way overdue
hear me, feel me
hear him, feel him
open up your years and listen ( open up your ears and
listen)
open up your heart feel
don't turn away, don't run you
can't a for he's too real , he's too real
i don’t make everyone happy…..but it’s ok….it’s ok
i’ve been through this before
it’s nothing new…nothing new
i don’t know why every time i wanna fly
somebody always tries
to hold me down….hold me down…
i’m losing my faith every single time…i try
no one is on my side
don’t let me drown…let me drown
don’t worry about whatcha done now cause it’s ok…it’s ok...yeah, yeah
it’s a test to see how much you can take…it’s nothin new…
i don’t know why every time i wanna fly
somebody always tries
to hold me down….hold me down…
i’m losing my faith every single time…i try
no one is on my side
don’t let me drown…let me drown
i am drowning…i am sinking….yeah
i am drowning…i am sinking….yeah
why won’t someone help me
Pale pubescent beasts roam through the streets
and coffee-shops
Their prey gather in herds with stiff knee-length skirts
and white ankle-socks
But while they search for a mate my type hibernates
in bedrooms above
Composing their songs of love
Young, uniform minds in uniform lines
and uniform ties
Run round with trousers on fire and signs of desire
they cannot disguise
While I try to find words as light as the birds
that circle above
To put in my songs of love
Fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice
Fortune depends on the tone of your voice
So sing while you have time
Let the sun shine down from above
And fill you with songs of love
(Take me)
Fate doesn't hang on a wrong or right choice
Fortune depends on the tone of your voice
So let's sing while we still can
While the sun hangs high up above
Wonderful songs of love
'Cause you make it feel
Make it feel like the first time feelin'
'Cause you make it feel like the first time
Like the first time, yeah
I never want to see you cry
Unless the tears are joy in your eyes
Like the first time we made love
And I said I love you
I never want to say good bye
You got to know my heart won't lie
The closer I get to you
I wanna have sex with you the whole night through
'Cause you give me all your lovin', baby
Girl, you're blowin' my mind
You don't need to hurry, relax, unwind
Give me all your lovin', baby
Girl, you're blowin' my mind
It feels like the first time
You make it feel like the first time
Feel like the first time
You make it feel like the first time
Feel like the first time
Can you come home with me tonight?
Can you do the thing you know I like?
Can you love me down from head to toe?
Wherever you lead me I will follow
Can you be sure to let me know?
I'm movin' too fast, I'm movin' too slow
I'm gonna give my very best
'Cause you deserve my all, nothing less
I know that you, give me all your lovin', baby
Girl you're blowin' my mind
You don't need to hurry, relax, unwind
Give me all your lovin', baby
Girl you're blowin' my mind
It feels like the first time
You make it feel like the first time
Feel like the first time
You make it feel like the first time
Feel like the first time
Give me all your love, give me all your love
Girl you're blowin' my mind just like that first night
Give me all your love
Give me all your love
Save you're time, do it right, don't need to hurry
Don't need to hurry, I'm going to give you my all
You make it, make it feel
Make it real, give me all your lovin'
Give me all your love, take your time
Do it right, you make it feel
(You make it, you make it feel like the first time)
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
You make it feel like the first time
Every time we make love
Where are you, guys?
You're like never at home
Or you're not in the city or something, but
Call me! This is Kerra, 818-?!?-0333
I'm tired of you
Somebody pick up the phone and call my number, Bye
Message saved
Baby, you keep calling me
Is it 'cause we got what you need?
Baby, why you keep calling me?
Are you trying to get the recipe?
Do you want to get with Swab?
Do you wanna get with J-Dant'e?
Do you wanna get with Mav'?
Wanna get at PZ?
Hello
Hello, may I please speak to one of the members of Ideal?
Girl, you keep calling
Trying to get the recipe
To fulfill your fantasies
We got just what you need
Just add a little Mav' and a pinch of PZ
Factor in some Swab and a shot of J-D
You keep calling me You keep calling me
Trying to get the recipe
'Cause we got just what you need
Cause we got just what you need
To fulfill your fantasies
Baby, you keep calling me
Is it 'cause we got what you need?
Baby, why you keep calling me?
Are you trying to get the recipe?
Do you want to get with Swab?
Do you wanna get with J-Dant'e?
Do you wanna get with Mav'?
There are children whirling, laughing,
They don't know they should be scared.
Give me that hope, give me time to love
high above the glowing city.
Planes make circles humming madly
Please keep me safe
Give me time to love.
All I can do, all I can say.
I'll keep you safely in my arms and close your ears to not hear harm,
Music by Marco Kehren/Deinonychus
(Instrumental)
My endless night
Turned into the dawn of the early light
She loved she's loved by everyone
But no-one at all, at all
Alone in my shadows playing hopscotch on
Bloodied walls my endless night calls
The killer comes soon
Beware she's bound to fall
She's bound to fall
Yo I'm sayin, these Ruff Ryder Niggas
I heard these niggas is for real
Dog. That's my man and them
But I heard these Niggas is like suppose to be lockin down
The industry on some shit, on some power shit
Dog that's my mans and them
So what I'm doin'
Right, right
My mans and them is doin, because
Right
That's my mans and them, ya know
I feel ya
Now ya feel me?
I feel ya
So you know when you fuckin with me
Right, right
You fuckin wit
Oh oh, what are ya doin now?
Told y'all niggaz
Ya just don't listen
Why must you be hard headed
Tried to explain, but ya didn't hear me though
Ya know, grrrrrr
One two one two, come through run through
Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do
Some do, those that know are real quiet
Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around and start a riot
Niggas gonna buy it, regardless because I'm the hardest
Rap artist and I'ma start this
Shit up foreal, get up and feel, my words
I make herbs split up and squeal
Ill is all I've been hearin lately
Niggaz hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me
Put their brains on the wall, when I brawl
Too late for that 911 call
Niggaz stay beefin but a lot of them bluffin
But not me because I'ma nigga that can get out of them cuffs
You think a lot of them tough
Not just for frotin
When I hit them niggaz like 'What you want?'
The battle turns into a hunt
With the dog right behind niggaz chasin em down
We all knew that you was pussy
But I'm tastin it now
And never give a dog blood
Because raw blood
I have a dog like one bitin whatever
All up in ya gut
Give it to them raw like that
And ain't no love I do em all like that
Four right up in they back
Clak Clak
Close your eyes baby, it's over
Forget it, happened in front off your buildin but
Nobody knows who did it
What
Where my dogs at?
What what
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
What what
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
What what
Where my dogs at?
Where my dogs at?
What what
Niggas is pussy
Keep me runnin from the werewolf, owww
Howling at the moon on the roof
Eh, ah, no, get em
Ten niggas on him, hope God's with him
Give me the bat, let me split him
I'll have em where the pillow and the casket won't fit him
Only reason I did him, he wouldn't fight back
Trieed to strike back
Left him like that, layin up with the white hat
Gettin right back at ya when I snatch ya
Up out the grave, nuthin but bones and ashes
Hittin niggaz with gashes to the head
Straight to the white meat but the street stay red
But this girl gave me head for free
Cause they see, who I'ma be by like 2003
That Nigga D took it there
He thought it was a joke
He went through like 20 G's and thought that
I was broke, stupid
That's what you get for thinkin and eventually
Found that's what you get for stinkin
Blowin up the spot when you rot
Plus if it gets hot they know you dipped
For four squared blocks
Hit em with the ox to the grill
Eh, ah, kill nigga kill
Yet still they don't know I'ma rob who
That dog DMX is a muthafuckin problem