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the first fake rapper murdered for rhyming
The jig is up gut 'em like fish swiss cheese 'em up
My wrist is freezing up sick of these ducks on my hiatus
Poking out their chest like they tall as sky scrapers
But they small as a shanty in a African village
Soft as cotton candy we assassins and killers
Let shottie off in club floors pellets spraying your familia
You screaming like you love war -
Nas going at Jay-Z on Everybody' Crazy
The jig is up gut 'em like fish swiss cheese 'em up
My wrist is freezing up sick of these ducks on my hiatus
Poking out their chest like they tall as sky scrapers
But they small as a shanty in a African village
Soft as cotton candy we assassins and killers
Let shottie off in club floors pellets spraying your familia
You screaming like you love war -
Nas going at Jay-Z on Everybody' Crazy
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birdcall89
New member
seein is believin and well, let's just see
I aint even gon' speak, one million the first week
aight, let's ask the streets, how many sold?
WHAT? Three niggas, three months to go gold?
^x gettin at the lox.
I aint even gon' speak, one million the first week
aight, let's ask the streets, how many sold?
WHAT? Three niggas, three months to go gold?
^x gettin at the lox.
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Only
talking
with
winners
A loser or two
Got my number
Still they think they real
But they just really awfully bitter
Salty n-ggaz Hate the smarter ones
These are the doubters
Who s our ‘bout my run
I barely made it out the slums
My value high Cause I do more than
Rap about a gun
I made money for n-ggaz
Ya’ll never looking out for none
I helped millionaires get to that very position
Some real millionaires see that’s ill
Cause look at statistics
Real millionaires
And I ain’t talking ghetto riches
Thorough business
You mistreating n-ggaz
Heard your folks bleed in prison
You ain’t a G
And if you was
I don’t recall
Who would roll with ya’ll
Bunch a f-cking know it alls
Who’s dough is small
Look what’s it come to
Our rapport’s good no more
We was good before
Till I saw what type a dude you took me for
We had a chance to take paper down
What I took was more
Because of hatred
Opportunity wasted
No keeping tabs
On who was the last who looked out
Selfishness
That’s a character flaw
No holding out
Yo what happened to the honor?
You’re dealing with
Sensitive Pre‐Madonna drama
Teflon love
For my dudes who solid
going at Quan
A loser or two
Got my number
Still they think they real
But they just really awfully bitter
Salty n-ggaz Hate the smarter ones
These are the doubters
Who s our ‘bout my run
I barely made it out the slums
My value high Cause I do more than
Rap about a gun
I made money for n-ggaz
Ya’ll never looking out for none
I helped millionaires get to that very position
Some real millionaires see that’s ill
Cause look at statistics
Real millionaires
And I ain’t talking ghetto riches
Thorough business
You mistreating n-ggaz
Heard your folks bleed in prison
You ain’t a G
And if you was
I don’t recall
Who would roll with ya’ll
Bunch a f-cking know it alls
Who’s dough is small
Look what’s it come to
Our rapport’s good no more
We was good before
Till I saw what type a dude you took me for
We had a chance to take paper down
What I took was more
Because of hatred
Opportunity wasted
No keeping tabs
On who was the last who looked out
Selfishness
That’s a character flaw
No holding out
Yo what happened to the honor?
You’re dealing with
Sensitive Pre‐Madonna drama
Teflon love
For my dudes who solid
going at Quan
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datniggadiante
New member
Jay's verse on The Watcher 2 on BP2 goin at Ja
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birdcall89;1260075 said:Off the chain I leave niggaz soft in the brain
cause niggaz still want the fame, off the name
First of all, you ain't rapped long enough
to be fuckin with me and you, you ain't strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on that got you think that you Superman
I got the Kryptonite, should I smack him with my dick and the mic?
Y'all niggaz is characters, not even good actors
What's gon' be the outcome? Hmm, let's add up all the factors
You wack, you're twisted, your girl's a hoe
You're broke, the kid ain't yours, and e'rybody know
Your old man say you stupid, you be like, "So?
I love my baby mother, I never let her go"
I'm tired of weak ass niggaz whinin over puss
that don't belong to them, fuck is wrong with them?
They fuck it up for real niggaz like my mans and them
who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, MAN
^this whole verse is x gettin at eminem and kurrupt.
DMX was a fuckin monsta back in the day.
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Already Home_17
New member
with 12 monkeys on the stage hard to see who's the guerilla
you was better as a drug dealer
common going at 50
you was better as a drug dealer
common going at 50
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Calvin89;1257434 said:who said that?
Joe Budden.
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thedesolateone
New member
freshb651;1260157 said:1,2 who got more style than Son do ?-Nas going @ Jay
how is this going at jay?
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thedesolateone
New member
anyone got sublimes of jay-z responding to dmx?
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...I see people saying Jay the King of Subliminals. If that's so, Common is easily second-place:
Picks with fist, thick grease, dark nipples
My guy buy ice I search for the dark crystal
Racing for paper these broads is starter pistols
I spit thru gang wars and strange doors
Out the sky flames pour the beats claims war
I see niggaz with flags who they waving them for?
I'm the nigga that you put the chain on the door for
The nigga that you started changing the laws for
Orator of hard-core and more
My raps the portal for the blue collar
Than made a hit and came up on a few dollars
I'd rather listen to silence then you holla
Borrowed your persona from the late that made dear mama
My realness is my armor that I wear up in this boy
For truth your a decoy
Common Sense is like the future of the Bee-boy
I fall down and get up like Don McClerken
Hit puss and listen to it whistle while I'm trerkin
Break it down like herb
The nympho of info I'm fucking what you heard
You ain't ready for war your stuck in the reserves
I mastered my high so I'm bucking at the birds
I been wanted to fly so now I do it with the words
For those in the fast-lane I show you how to merge
Get your own you see its like home grown herb black economics
The people we serve with Soul Power
--Common going at Ja Rule on 'Soul Power'
Picks with fist, thick grease, dark nipples
My guy buy ice I search for the dark crystal
Racing for paper these broads is starter pistols
I spit thru gang wars and strange doors
Out the sky flames pour the beats claims war
I see niggaz with flags who they waving them for?
I'm the nigga that you put the chain on the door for
The nigga that you started changing the laws for
Orator of hard-core and more
My raps the portal for the blue collar
Than made a hit and came up on a few dollars
I'd rather listen to silence then you holla
Borrowed your persona from the late that made dear mama
My realness is my armor that I wear up in this boy
For truth your a decoy
Common Sense is like the future of the Bee-boy
I fall down and get up like Don McClerken
Hit puss and listen to it whistle while I'm trerkin
Break it down like herb
The nympho of info I'm fucking what you heard
You ain't ready for war your stuck in the reserves
I mastered my high so I'm bucking at the birds
I been wanted to fly so now I do it with the words
For those in the fast-lane I show you how to merge
Get your own you see its like home grown herb black economics
The people we serve with Soul Power
--Common going at Ja Rule on 'Soul Power'
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thedesolateone
New member
numbaz...80's baby;1310323 said:"don't bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you"
what song is this from?
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thedesolateone;1311041 said:what song is this from?
Takeover...
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Shyheim;1310388 said:...I see people saying Jay the King of Subliminals. If that's so, Common is easily second-place:
Picks with fist, thick grease, dark nipples
My guy buy ice I search for the dark crystal
Racing for paper these broads is starter pistols
I spit thru gang wars and strange doors
Out the sky flames pour the beats claims war
I see niggaz with flags who they waving them for?
I'm the nigga that you put the chain on the door for
The nigga that you started changing the laws for
Orator of hard-core and more
My raps the portal for the blue collar
Than made a hit and came up on a few dollars
I'd rather listen to silence then you holla
Borrowed your persona from the late that made dear mama
My realness is my armor that I wear up in this boy
For truth your a decoy
Common Sense is like the future of the Bee-boy
I fall down and get up like Don McClerken
Hit puss and listen to it whistle while I'm trerkin
Break it down like herb
The nympho of info I'm fucking what you heard
You ain't ready for war your stuck in the reserves
I mastered my high so I'm bucking at the birds
I been wanted to fly so now I do it with the words
For those in the fast-lane I show you how to merge
Get your own you see its like home grown herb black economics
The people we serve with Soul Power
--Common going at Ja Rule on 'Soul Power'
Already Home_17;1309928 said:with 12 monkeys on the stage hard to see who's the guerilla
you was better as a drug dealer
common going at 50
I had no idea Common was sneakin shots like that. anything else?
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what yall think about Nas' verse on "I Do It For Hip Hop " feat. Jay Z & Ludacris? maybe a stretch.
They say I’m so low key, I’m socially awkward
Only those that really know me are the ones that I
talk with
They smile in the light, hate in the dark,
you call it beef, to me its's just a fuckin’ walk in the park
Because you are who you are when nobody is looking
That's who you are so when the cash and cars is gone,
the day after tomorrow
Don’t be askin’ to borrow, ski maskin’ it hard, like
the way you rap in your bars
I could ride on you and whoever, devise new endeavors
I’m as live as hive full of predators
Twenty thousands different species of bees
Some half poisonous sting, some just pollinating their
leafs
It's just like rap, some will buzz some will attack,
compromising their own life in fact
Sixteen years since my first sixteen,
pardon the rest of my niggas,
But I’m the best whoever did it
They say I’m so low key, I’m socially awkward
Only those that really know me are the ones that I
talk with
They smile in the light, hate in the dark,
you call it beef, to me its's just a fuckin’ walk in the park
Because you are who you are when nobody is looking
That's who you are so when the cash and cars is gone,
the day after tomorrow
Don’t be askin’ to borrow, ski maskin’ it hard, like
the way you rap in your bars
I could ride on you and whoever, devise new endeavors
I’m as live as hive full of predators
Twenty thousands different species of bees
Some half poisonous sting, some just pollinating their
leafs
It's just like rap, some will buzz some will attack,
compromising their own life in fact
Sixteen years since my first sixteen,
pardon the rest of my niggas,
But I’m the best whoever did it
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