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Had to do the first part of Thieves in the Night:
"Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man Louis
I agreed, know what he mean because we live the truest lie
I asked him why we follow the law of the bluest eye
He looked at me, he thought about it
Was like, "I'm clueless, why?"
The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible
Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow
And so tomorrow comin' later than usual
Waitin' on someone to pity us
While we findin' beauty in the hideous
They say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell
You know what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills
Or is it the mindstate that's ill?
Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build
Over money and religion there's more blood to spill
The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal
What's the deal?
A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke
But my language universal they be recitin' my quotes
While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat
of thought, that my man Louis' statements just provoked
Caught up, in conversations of our personal worth
Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth
Survival tactics means, bustin' gats to prove you hard
Your firearms are too short to box with God
Without faith, all of that is illusionary
Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessaryNot strong
Only aggressive
Not free
We only licensed
Not compassionate, only polite
Now who the nicest?
Not good but well behaved
Chasin' after death
so we can call ourselves brave?
Still livin' like mental slaves
Hidin' like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin' you look twice
Hidin' like thieves in the night from life
Illusions of oasis makin' you look twiceNot sure if it get better than this...
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You're not from round here are you??
Anyway:
That list is wank!
Stick to nike collabs -
Suckers back to pull their style's transsexual
Lesbians dance with the funky heterosexual
You on the mic, and when you rhyme, I start to jerk off
Let my dog lick you, German Shepard want to bust offI tell your legs and swat 'em, MC's having anal sex
Step around like a Tampax, and step up next
I enter New York, no problem with my dick out
California porno star, my ass, you can lick outSaying, "What?", with sperm dripping down your partner's butt
I see MC's in my face with their ass up
Let me put my cape on, my rubber and my mask up
Not, no horror-core shit, this is porno-coreKool Keith - Sex Style [Full Album] - YouTube
Whole album is hilarious (and very puerile) though. And very, very NSFW.
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Bushwick Bill of the Geto Boys , Size ain't Shit -
I been a stupid-ass motherfucker ever since
I been a stupid-ass motherfucker ever since
I been a stupid-ass motherfucker ever since
The penitentiary became my residence
It wasn't nothin' for me to disfigure
You little nickle-and-dime-assed niggaz
Shank a motherfucker in a minute
And if a riot was goin' down I was in it,
Get off work and discuss my pardon
Chill out and smoke weed with tha warden
Take a motherfucker like you
And without remorse this is what I'll do:
Punk you out and make you be my bitch
And let a nig get shit on his dick for 1 cigarette!!
Any harder then my dick and you're talkin' shit
Carry on motherfucker-
before the state convict me of assult or something hyper
and I'll end up right back at Riker's, Like a sniper
I'm scoping you out,
You won't even know when I'm takin' your ass out,
I'm equipt and viscious, tolerate no misses,
Rougher than Ulysses when it comes to bitches
bitch, yea I'm talking to you, some a yall niggaz are bitches too
you gotta be crazy as hell to try ta fuck up ******
**** cuz your size ain't shit. -
One of my favourite P.E. lyrics from the hazy shade of criminal track -
Only if I had one more time to kick
The rhythm that keep ripping down the door
So the real criminals get exposed behind the clothes
Doors and the suits that make and break the law
Looking for my own cause I had enough bull
I can't understand it must be crooked way they planned it
Police supposed to keep the peace
But I can't trust 'em
So I keep my piece
Loaded & cocked
Cause I don't miss the block
I'm talking about the ones who don't get chained to the rock
Those who got away with the dirt and the grime
While we go away for the neighbourhood crime
Never liked what I saw in the law
Indiana tress hanging us instead of leaves (yeah)
We hanging from the roof (yeah)
By real criminals -
Ice-Cube from the Kill at Will E.P. , in it's entirety
"The Product"
I was told, cause I didn't witness the whole act
In and out was the movement of the bozack
It was hot and sweaty and lots of pushin
Then the nut came gushin
And it was hell tryin to bail to the ovary
With nuttin but the Lord lookin over me
I was white with a tail
But when I reached the finish line, young black male!
One cell made two, and two cells made fo'
and so on, so now I'm a embryo
Then I got a hunch
that I'ma be on lockdown, for nine months
Chillin, with my mother to guide me
And nuttin but a stomach to hide me
from all that worry and bullshit
Nine months later, I elbow pull and kick
cause my time is up and I don't care
With one big push, I'm outta there
June 15th, it's just my luck
In 1969, a nigga is the product"Ghetto ass nigga, you ain't shit,
and you ain't gon' never be shit!"I learned how to walk and talk and all that
They put me in school, but it don't matter
Cause I'm sittin in history
Learnin bout a sucker, who didn't give a fuck about me
They try to shape us
But I know Uncle Sam is a motherfuckin rapist
So I stopped payin attention
Ice Cube, headed, straight to detention
Fuck that shit, I roam the hallways
I'm sent home and I don't got all A's
A high school dropout
My father had beef so I tried to knock pops out
But I got tossed, he's the boss
I'm out of there and mad cause I lost
Now bein on my own is a factor
So I become, the neighborhood jacker
Gimme your car, run your jewels
Makin a livin robbin fools
And if I let my nine rang out
You know, it'll make your brains hang out
So what's your fate?
Am I the nigga you love, or the one you love to hate?
The wrong answer is said, the nigga fled
I pump lead, now he's in a puddle of red
And if you got a buck, you're shit out of luck
Stuck up by the motherfuckin product"Uh-uh motherfucker you gots to get a job
if you wanna stay in my motherfuckin house""Many young men reject the traditional values
that are important to their parents.
Church, school and family
have been replaced by street, turf, and gang."Twenty-one now, and paid in full
Feelin bad, from all the shit I pulled
on people back in the day
Plus, I got a little baby on the way
So I'm tryin to go straight
I'm with my baby's momma, out on a date
Til the punk ass cops ran my plate
Now I'm on a bus upstate"Oh, the young nigga done caught a case!"
"Sittin in the mess hall, sayin my grace" [LL Cool J]Sent to a concrete hoe-house
Where all the products go, no doubt
Yo momma, I gotta do eleven
Livin in a five by seven
Dear baby, your man's gettin worn out
of seein young boys gettin they assholes torn out
And then he got shanked with a spoon
And he was 'sposed to get out soon
Is it my fault, he was caught in production
Where a young black life means nothin
Just because, I didn't want to learn your grammar
you say I'm better off in the slammer
And it's drivin me batty
Cause my little boy, is missin daddy
I'm ashamed, but the fact is
I wish pops let me off on the mattress
Or should I just hang from the top bunk
But that's goin out like a punk
My life is FUCKED!
But it ain't my fault, cause I'm the motherfuckin product"He ain't shit"
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Not read the whole thread but this deserves to be here.
Jeru The Damaja - Can't Stop The Prophet[The Prophet]
I, leap over lies in a single bound (Who are you?)
The Black Prophet
One day I got struck by Knowledge of Self
It gave me super-scientifical powers
Now I, run through the ghetto
Battlin my, arch nemesis Mr. Ignorance
He's been tryin to take me out since the days of my youth
He feared this day would come
I'm hot on his trail, but sometimes he slips away
Because he has an army, they always give me trouble
Mainly - Hatred, Jealousy and Envy they attack me
They think they got me
But I use my super-science and I twist all three
I see sparks over that buildin' - they're shootin' at me
I dip, do a backflip
Then hit em in the heart with sharp steel bookmarks
Ignorance hates when I drop it
But no matter, what he do.. he can't stop the Prophet[Deceit]
Yo Prophet, yo Prophet, c'mere real quick
Yo I just saw Ignorance downtown, let me put you on[Girl #2]
Word, he down there buggin'
He got them illin' out, they shootin' and everything else[The Prophet]
Let's continue the saga, mad mad drama
I met this chick, she said she knew where Ignorance was at
I said, "Where?"
She said, "Downtown"
He had babies havin' babies - and young niggas sellin' crack
I think the bitch is lyin, it's a set up
I can smell it, but Ignorance is runnin' rampant
Aight baby show me the exact spot
Meet me at Hoyt and Schermerhorn at 3 on the dot
So I hops up on the A-Train, I'm bein' followed
My seventh sense senses danger
I turn around, it's Anger
And he brought a mob along, it's the same old song
Despair and Animosity got broke with the swiftness
I don't know what they think this is
I feel a sharp pain in my neck
Now I can't see, I'm like Hiram
They hit me with the dart filled with the pork chop serum
I tried to hold on but before long I dropped
When I awoke I was locked in the barber's shop
Trapped in the barber's chair
Oh no, they're gonna try and cut my hair
But that can't stop the Prophet[Anger]
Yo Prophet!
Ignorance is tired of you followin' him around
We about to put an end to that RIGHT NOW
Anamosity (YEA!) Despair (YO WHASSUP?) Get him!!{DJ Premier cuts and scratches: "Can't a damn thing stop me"}
[The Prophet]
A few minutes passed by, I hear a buzzin' noise
It was that chick with some of Ignorance's boys
She said, "Prophet, we got you beat;
By the way I'm Mr. Ignorance's wife, Deceit
But enough talk; now for your hair cut.."
When the clippers touched my hair, they blew the fuck up
After the explosion there was no one left
Cause I know Dim Mak/poison hand/touch of death
My vision's still kinda blurry, but I see a clue
Ignorance is at the library
I hurry, with lightning speed like The Flash
He's at the big one, on Grand Army Plaz'
When I get inside the doors shut and the lights go off
Damn, another trap
I hear a hissin' sound, I smell a funny smell
I gasp, I can't breathe
Ignorance is laughin' at me
Waitin' on my downfall, but he can't stop the Prophet[Mr. Ignorance]
Well Prophet
It seems like you're in a bit of a jam
I hope you can unstick yourself
Oh, and what you did to my wife, it was nothing
I have others
Hahahahahaha... hahahahaha.. hahahahahah"The saga continues!"
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This girl doing Remy Martin's verse from the Ante up remix @ 01:30 = commitment
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FFS: ONE VERSE
Just incase you missed it::
ONE VERSE ONE VERSE. Maybe a chorus.
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Don't ask me for shit
The Notorious B.I.G. - "Warning"
/Thread ends
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Kool G -Kool is back
'Go slow, hell no, I let beat kick and I get wicked like the witches of eastwick'
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I'm on a mission, that niggaz say is impossible
But when I swing my swords they all choppable
I be the body dropper, the heartbeat stopper
Child educator, plus head amputator
Cause niggaz styles are old like mark 5 sneakers
Lyrics are weak, like clock radio speakers
Don't even stop in my station and attack
While your plan failed, hit the rail, like amtrak
What the fuck for? down by low, I make law
I be justice, I sentence that ass two to four
Round the clock, that state pen time check it
With the pens I be stickin but you can't stick to crime
Came through with the wu, slid off on the dl
I'm low-key like seashells, I rock these bells
(when the mc's..) now come aboard, it's medina bound
Enter the chamber, and it's a whole different sound
It's a wide entrance, small exit like a funnel
So deep it's picked up on radios in tunnels
Niggaz are fascinated how the shit begin
Get vaccinated, my logo is branded in your skin
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Nice - I had forgotten about that Roots track.