springfieldxd
Banned
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"if you under 21 you shouldn't listen to this, you hate a N, go'n kill 'em while he takin' a !#%*.. . so when the cops come and get'em, he'll be makin' 'em sick"...
Rap Lines That Made you :eek the 1st Time you Heard Em
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"i'm all about business and enterprisin' franchisin' and widening horizons devisin' ideas and mastermindin' - Pun (even though i hatehim line is ill)
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"I got blood on my hands and there's no remorse, I got blood on my !%%* cuz I f***ed a corpse" - DMX
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Rappers is talkin to me as if we in the same boatOriginally Posted by DatBoi23
It shames me to no end,
To feed poison to those who could very well be my kin (uh huh)
But where there's demand, someone will supply
So I feed them their needs at the same time cry
Yes it pains me to see them need this
All of them lost souls and I'm their Jesus - MAL..
I tell them quick no I move coke
And you and I don't share no common bond
So forgive me if I don'trecieve you with open arms
It shames me to no end
To feedpoison to those who could very well be my kin
But where there's demand, someone will supply
So I feed them their needs at the same time cry
Yes it pains me to seethem needs
All of them lost souls and I'm their Jesus
Deepest regret and sympathy to the street
I see no pity for they fix whenthey kids couldn't eat
And with this in mind, I still didn't quit
And that's how I know, that I aint sh..
My heart bleed but that'saside from the fact
I live from my kids and theirs and them youngins after that
that whole verse is fire
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first thing that came to mind when i read the topic:
"I cut it just right like when I parallel park
my hands in the white like on the parallel bars
the coke that I push is as pure as a child's heart"
"I cut it just right like when I parallel park
my hands in the white like on the parallel bars
the coke that I push is as pure as a child's heart"
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Andre 3000(GOAT)
Styles will change. They say change is dang-erous
As a King standing on the terrace
While his partner pointing up at the riflemen
Coward shooter, never know when your life will end
Then live like there ain't no 'morrow
And if one come then this the motto
Now I put message in bottle
You go to the nearest beach and open your car door
And walk to the place where the sea meets the land
Yeah, it's easier to run the street than walk in the sand
Hey, I'm talking young man. As if chalk in my hand
I will take y'all little *$! to school
It's cool when the kids call me Sunny, the hood calls me Stacks
The B's call me honey, Hollywood calls me back
Crack and I have a lot in common
We both come up in the 80's and we keep that bass pumping
That's a nega-tive comparison, embarrassing
Unfortunate that if you come up fortunate the streets consider you lame
Ha, I thought the name of the game was to have a better life. Iguess it ain't. What a shame
I don't slang. Never slung but I'm one with the slum that has a name well fitting
Plenty cheese getting. No wonder why they call it the trap
So watch your tail and I'm not kidding
The rats and mice will give advice, they say, "you can paint and draw
Get out of here. Go show them that we're more than slanging raw."
That's when I broke into my Big Rube impression
And I tried to enlighten but that night I learned a lesson
That the morals that you think you got go out the window
When all the other kids are fresh and they got new Nintendo Wiis
And your child is down on her knees praying hard up to God for a whopper with cheese
Do you B) hit the street hard with a flair
Or do you A) go to school for heating and air?
Dare make an honest living or make a crooked killing
Or do a bit of both until you're holding on a million?
Brilliant. You got one foot in, one foot out
You put your left foot back in and then you shake it all about
You do the hokey pokey til you turn your life around
That's what it's all about. 3000 out
Styles will change. They say change is dang-erous
As a King standing on the terrace
While his partner pointing up at the riflemen
Coward shooter, never know when your life will end
Then live like there ain't no 'morrow
And if one come then this the motto
Now I put message in bottle
You go to the nearest beach and open your car door
And walk to the place where the sea meets the land
Yeah, it's easier to run the street than walk in the sand
Hey, I'm talking young man. As if chalk in my hand
I will take y'all little *$! to school
It's cool when the kids call me Sunny, the hood calls me Stacks
The B's call me honey, Hollywood calls me back
Crack and I have a lot in common
We both come up in the 80's and we keep that bass pumping
That's a nega-tive comparison, embarrassing
Unfortunate that if you come up fortunate the streets consider you lame
Ha, I thought the name of the game was to have a better life. Iguess it ain't. What a shame
I don't slang. Never slung but I'm one with the slum that has a name well fitting
Plenty cheese getting. No wonder why they call it the trap
So watch your tail and I'm not kidding
The rats and mice will give advice, they say, "you can paint and draw
Get out of here. Go show them that we're more than slanging raw."
That's when I broke into my Big Rube impression
And I tried to enlighten but that night I learned a lesson
That the morals that you think you got go out the window
When all the other kids are fresh and they got new Nintendo Wiis
And your child is down on her knees praying hard up to God for a whopper with cheese
Do you B) hit the street hard with a flair
Or do you A) go to school for heating and air?
Dare make an honest living or make a crooked killing
Or do a bit of both until you're holding on a million?
Brilliant. You got one foot in, one foot out
You put your left foot back in and then you shake it all about
You do the hokey pokey til you turn your life around
That's what it's all about. 3000 out
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"i got %!*#@* that will blastforme,no religion"
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I'm not saying that I'm Nas here, I'm just saying raps dead when I'm not here. Wale-thecrazy
lost some of my hottest versus down
in cabo
so if u find a blackberry with a side
scroll
sell that mothefer to any rapper
that i know
Drake- say what's real
lost some of my hottest versus down
in cabo
so if u find a blackberry with a side
scroll
sell that mothefer to any rapper
that i know
Drake- say what's real
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"awkward feeling when the D's out, like spidey senses trapped in this weed house"
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GhostFace: Impossible
Call an ambulance, Jamie been shot, word to Kemit
Don't go Son, n@#$ you my m@#@$#**#@ heart
Stay still Son, don't move, just think about Keeba
She'll be three in January, your young God needs you
The ambulance is taking too long
Everybody get the **#$ back, excuse me b@#$% gimme your jack
One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn
Blood comin out his mouth, he bleedin badly
Nahhh Jamie, don't start that s@#$
Keep your head up, if you escape hell we gettin **#$% up
When we was eight, we went to Bat Day to see the Yanks
In Sixty-Nine, his father and mines, they robbed banks
He pointed to the charm on his neck
With his last bit of energy left, told me rock it with respect
I opened it, seen the God holdin his kids
Photogenic, tears just burst out my wig
Plus he dropped one, oh s%$@, here come his Old Earth
With no shoes on, screamin holdin her breasts with a gown on
She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him
Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there
Plus the blue coats, Officer Lough, took it as a joke
Weeks ago he strip-searched the God and gave him back his coke
B@#$% yellin, Beenie Man swung on Helen
In the back of a cop car, dirty tarts are tellin
But suddenly a chill came through it was weird
Felt like my man, was cast out my heaven now we share
Laid on the stretcher, blood on his Wally's like ketchup
Deep like the full assassination with a sketch of it
It can't be, from Yohoo to Lee's
Second grade humped the teachers, about to leave
Finally this closed chapter, comes to an end
He was announced, pronounced dead, y'all, at twelve ten
Call an ambulance, Jamie been shot, word to Kemit
Don't go Son, n@#$ you my m@#@$#**#@ heart
Stay still Son, don't move, just think about Keeba
She'll be three in January, your young God needs you
The ambulance is taking too long
Everybody get the **#$ back, excuse me b@#$% gimme your jack
One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn
Blood comin out his mouth, he bleedin badly
Nahhh Jamie, don't start that s@#$
Keep your head up, if you escape hell we gettin **#$% up
When we was eight, we went to Bat Day to see the Yanks
In Sixty-Nine, his father and mines, they robbed banks
He pointed to the charm on his neck
With his last bit of energy left, told me rock it with respect
I opened it, seen the God holdin his kids
Photogenic, tears just burst out my wig
Plus he dropped one, oh s%$@, here come his Old Earth
With no shoes on, screamin holdin her breasts with a gown on
She fell and then lightly touched his jaw, kissed him
Rubbed his hair, turned around the ambulance was there
Plus the blue coats, Officer Lough, took it as a joke
Weeks ago he strip-searched the God and gave him back his coke
B@#$% yellin, Beenie Man swung on Helen
In the back of a cop car, dirty tarts are tellin
But suddenly a chill came through it was weird
Felt like my man, was cast out my heaven now we share
Laid on the stretcher, blood on his Wally's like ketchup
Deep like the full assassination with a sketch of it
It can't be, from Yohoo to Lee's
Second grade humped the teachers, about to leave
Finally this closed chapter, comes to an end
He was announced, pronounced dead, y'all, at twelve ten
og_Rodney
formerly airodney23
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It's the return of the gangsta, like my *%!!%* OutKast
Smokin' on the danka, shut ya mouth, I might pass
*%!!%* off the heezy, buck all at the @#@*!+' bar
On the floor or in the parking lot they throw it out the car
If they throw the wrong sign, *%!!%* better handle it
!*@+ goin' outside, right here you gettin' wet
I bled for this here, all I know is this here
And you thinkin' I'ma let you disrespect this $%%% here
Before I blow a #@!$# *@% off, him and his %@%
Rape and rob me a %%%@% and get the !*@+ out the do'
This $%%% is real young #@!$#, who the !*@+ done said we playin'
Boy you in the wrong land, @#@*!+' wit a grown man
It's "MAFIA, MAFIA" from the beginning into ending
While you grinnin' I whoop yo *@%, %%%@% in one inning
You know the biz, Three 6 is the name boy
You heard my sign now won't you show me what you claim boy
Smokin' on the danka, shut ya mouth, I might pass
*%!!%* off the heezy, buck all at the @#@*!+' bar
On the floor or in the parking lot they throw it out the car
If they throw the wrong sign, *%!!%* better handle it
!*@+ goin' outside, right here you gettin' wet
I bled for this here, all I know is this here
And you thinkin' I'ma let you disrespect this $%%% here
Before I blow a #@!$# *@% off, him and his %@%
Rape and rob me a %%%@% and get the !*@+ out the do'
This $%%% is real young #@!$#, who the !*@+ done said we playin'
Boy you in the wrong land, @#@*!+' wit a grown man
It's "MAFIA, MAFIA" from the beginning into ending
While you grinnin' I whoop yo *@%, %%%@% in one inning
You know the biz, Three 6 is the name boy
You heard my sign now won't you show me what you claim boy
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Whole song left me
When I first heard this I had it on repeat for like a week straight.
No words to describe what happens on the 2nd verse. R.I.P
When I first heard this I had it on repeat for like a week straight.
No words to describe what happens on the 2nd verse. R.I.P
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One of my personal favorites, it's not exactly a nice line, but the concept behind it just struck me outta the blue one day when I was listening to it.
"Baby you like Dom? Maybe this Cristal'll change your life..."
-Dead Presidents pt. II, Jay-Z
What I have in my mind when I heard that is one of his boys from around the way is starting to notice some of the finer things in life, beginning to open hishorizons to what's available in the world. And Jay's there to put him onto something even nicer, helping him come up into the world.
Maybe I thought a bit too much into that line, but I like it.
"Baby you like Dom? Maybe this Cristal'll change your life..."
-Dead Presidents pt. II, Jay-Z
What I have in my mind when I heard that is one of his boys from around the way is starting to notice some of the finer things in life, beginning to open hishorizons to what's available in the world. And Jay's there to put him onto something even nicer, helping him come up into the world.
Maybe I thought a bit too much into that line, but I like it.
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Breakin in cribs with a crowbar
I wasnt poor, I was po, I couldnt afford the O R-Big L
I wasnt poor, I was po, I couldnt afford the O R-Big L
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Canibus]
Who in the hell wanna battle, the ill mathematical?
My m' brain is IBM compatible
Techniques are foreign, far from being borin
My style is hard like cancer without McCorman
I run threw your crew like the flu when I bomb it
My styles like AIDS cause don't nobody want it
N frontin' like they hard
But I'm a Street Fighter like Jean Claude
And I'll split your sh, pa
Right down the middle
Play you like a riddle
I got a fetish for t, I nibble on the nipple
Then trespass on your property like Monopoly
Subdue your crew and beat that a properly
Welcome to the Desert Storm annual extravaganza
Crew rolls deeper than the cart-rides on Bonanza
I feed off weed, natural energy sources
Lyrics with more power than the horses they put in Porsches
Can't be tested or F'ed wit, I'm too reckless
I chop off heads just to take the necklace
The type of Canibus (/cannabis) that's side-effectless
The type of sh that get the Question-mark Man arrested
Take evasive action
Flip like reciprocal fractions
Turn the heat up on MCs to watch their meat blacken
You try get fly, you get electrified and fried
F around and get your mouth slapped dry
You could battle me and possibly survive
But you could never see me and walk away without a black eye
Word up hop, CLUEminat call the cops
And if the cops ain't tryin' to see me, then the cops call SWAT
Scar your whole squad with bullet scars
No holds barred
I'll even hassle the National Guard
Ready or not like the Fugees
Crews be steppin' to me
But I wipe em' all out like booty
I'm so unruly, the police don't say nothin' to me
It don't matter whether they on or off duty
I murder you brutally when I spit at you
My actions are unforgivable
Look at what CLUEminati did to you
The maximum lyrical, n you minimal
There's a big hole in the desert, I told the men in blue to dig for you
This is the God's honest truth i was just about to post this right before i saw it.Anybody who loves bis knows what real rap is.But this is my alltime fav.I'll take seven mc's and put em in a line and add seven more brothers who think they can rhyme but it will take seven more before i go for mine nowthats 21 mc's ate up at the same time. top that,but before you try just fathom this, is from 88. Peep my avy. Also anything by Rass,JMT,G rap, and Monch isfire.
Who in the hell wanna battle, the ill mathematical?
My m' brain is IBM compatible
Techniques are foreign, far from being borin
My style is hard like cancer without McCorman
I run threw your crew like the flu when I bomb it
My styles like AIDS cause don't nobody want it
N frontin' like they hard
But I'm a Street Fighter like Jean Claude
And I'll split your sh, pa
Right down the middle
Play you like a riddle
I got a fetish for t, I nibble on the nipple
Then trespass on your property like Monopoly
Subdue your crew and beat that a properly
Welcome to the Desert Storm annual extravaganza
Crew rolls deeper than the cart-rides on Bonanza
I feed off weed, natural energy sources
Lyrics with more power than the horses they put in Porsches
Can't be tested or F'ed wit, I'm too reckless
I chop off heads just to take the necklace
The type of Canibus (/cannabis) that's side-effectless
The type of sh that get the Question-mark Man arrested
Take evasive action
Flip like reciprocal fractions
Turn the heat up on MCs to watch their meat blacken
You try get fly, you get electrified and fried
F around and get your mouth slapped dry
You could battle me and possibly survive
But you could never see me and walk away without a black eye
Word up hop, CLUEminat call the cops
And if the cops ain't tryin' to see me, then the cops call SWAT
Scar your whole squad with bullet scars
No holds barred
I'll even hassle the National Guard
Ready or not like the Fugees
Crews be steppin' to me
But I wipe em' all out like booty
I'm so unruly, the police don't say nothin' to me
It don't matter whether they on or off duty
I murder you brutally when I spit at you
My actions are unforgivable
Look at what CLUEminati did to you
The maximum lyrical, n you minimal
There's a big hole in the desert, I told the men in blue to dig for you
This is the God's honest truth i was just about to post this right before i saw it.Anybody who loves bis knows what real rap is.But this is my alltime fav.I'll take seven mc's and put em in a line and add seven more brothers who think they can rhyme but it will take seven more before i go for mine nowthats 21 mc's ate up at the same time. top that,but before you try just fathom this, is from 88. Peep my avy. Also anything by Rass,JMT,G rap, and Monch isfire.
bobbybrownpacks
Banned
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you'd rather piss on the koran in front of saddam/
you'd rather rape ya lil sister in front of ya moms - hell rell
kill you/
shoot the funeral up/
then harlem shake at ya wake- KILLA!
you'd rather rape ya lil sister in front of ya moms - hell rell
kill you/
shoot the funeral up/
then harlem shake at ya wake- KILLA!
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Truth brings light, light refracts off the mirror
Visions of yourself and error could never clearer
The truth is that you ugly, not on the outside
But in the inside on the outside you frontin you lovely
The discovery of these things and all are well-hidden
But when you in denial of self it is forbidden, that's the truth
Pharoahe Monch
Visions of yourself and error could never clearer
The truth is that you ugly, not on the outside
But in the inside on the outside you frontin you lovely
The discovery of these things and all are well-hidden
But when you in denial of self it is forbidden, that's the truth
Pharoahe Monch
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Shorty wanna marry me, say she don't have sex casually don't wanna be a casualty ,got a faculty got more magnums then an infantry, baby thats thepenalty and trapping is just energy, tell by my chain you can call me Gucci Racci, Million dollar shot call me Gucci DiBiase like Ted DiBiase put you in afigure 4, Gucci Mane La flare my car is on some 24's, 4's on the Maserati woo kewosabi got them B.. in the lobby and they waitin on Gucci Racci, I got4's on the Maserati woo kewosabi got them B.. in the lobby and they waitin on Gucci Racci!
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I'll, body a batty bwoy, blow his gut open
Leave son chokin, gun still smokin
Know how many n_s like, "I bet you Pun wrote it"
Y'all can all take a dirty dildo and deep throat it!
-Remy Ma
Leave son chokin, gun still smokin
Know how many n_s like, "I bet you Pun wrote it"
Y'all can all take a dirty dildo and deep throat it!
-Remy Ma
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Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready; meet me at Vito's
with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurping spaghetti
Everybody kiss the #%@$%%+ floor, Joey Crack, buck em all
If they move, Noodles shoot that #%@$%%+ *$#!!
Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily
I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop
Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready; meet me at Vito's
with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurping spaghetti
Everybody kiss the #%@$%%+ floor, Joey Crack, buck em all
If they move, Noodles shoot that #%@$%%+ *$#!!
Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily
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First of all this thread is:
I'm a keep it going!!!!!!!
Hip-Hop is universal now//
It's so commercial now//
It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now// -Em
Driving up the block in the car that they shot Pac in//
Lookin for Big's killers//
Dressin ridiculous//
Blue and Red like I don't see what the big deal is//
Double Barrell 12 gauge bigger than Chris Wallace//
Pissed off cuz Biggie and Pac just missed all this//
Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off um//
And get dollars that should've been their's like they switched wallets// -Em
Who can jam the new damn Cam//
But damn all my jewlery I'm like Toucan Sam//
I mean the chain is Lucky Charms//
Medallion is Fruit Loops//
Bracelet is Fruity Pebbles//
The earrings is two scoops//
And don't light it if the thing ain't purple//
Million Dollar Man bought me a cat named Virgil//
-Killa
I'll be back.....
keep this going ya'll the variety of the linesin here is dope
I'm a keep it going!!!!!!!
Hip-Hop is universal now//
It's so commercial now//
It's like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now// -Em
Driving up the block in the car that they shot Pac in//
Lookin for Big's killers//
Dressin ridiculous//
Blue and Red like I don't see what the big deal is//
Double Barrell 12 gauge bigger than Chris Wallace//
Pissed off cuz Biggie and Pac just missed all this//
Watchin all these cheap imitations get rich off um//
And get dollars that should've been their's like they switched wallets// -Em
Who can jam the new damn Cam//
But damn all my jewlery I'm like Toucan Sam//
I mean the chain is Lucky Charms//
Medallion is Fruit Loops//
Bracelet is Fruity Pebbles//
The earrings is two scoops//
And don't light it if the thing ain't purple//
Million Dollar Man bought me a cat named Virgil//
I'll be back.....
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i love how in the background it goes "my God" right after he says it...like he can't even believe he spit that
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I'll take it to before we knew each other's name
Run in the ultrasound and snatch you out your mother's frame
I'll take even further back to Lover's Lane
To the night you were thought up and C-block your father's game
Run in the ultrasound and snatch you out your mother's frame
I'll take even further back to Lover's Lane
To the night you were thought up and C-block your father's game
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"@%+%@@ punk, you ain't a Leader what? Nobody Follow-ed you
You was never #*##, your mother shoulda swallowed you"
"And if you think I can't #!*! with whoever, put your money up
Put your jewels up, no #!*! it put your honey up
Put your raggedy house up %@%%%, or shut your mouth up
before I buck lead, and make a lot of blood shed
Turn your tux red, I'm far from broke, got enough bread
And mad $%*%, ask Beavis I get nuttin Butt-head."
"If you battle L you picked the wrong head
I smash mics like cornbread, you cant kill me I was born dead"
"In a street brawl I strike men quicker than lightning
You seen what happened in my last fight friend? iight then
L's a clever threat, a lyricist who never sweat,
Comparing yourself to me is like a Benz to a Chevelette"
"ayo my whole onterauge is large from here to Vegas/
immitaters hate us cuz we sport gators and flavors
put snitches in boxes coppers and federals watch us/
they tryed everything in this world to lock us but cant stop us
i'm known for rocking tour, picture me mopping floors/
only #!*! with keys and not the kind that be locking doors"
"i beat kids with lead pipes i leave trails of dead mics/
where i'm from !@$#$@ jewels get ran like red lights!"
"step to this and get shanked up/
ive knocked out so many teeth the toothfairy went bankrupt"
"Breakin in cribs with a chrome bar
I wasn't 'poor', I was po', I couldn't afford the 'o-r'"
"I be that young Freddie Fly smooth glorious kid
A Bad Boy, just like Notorious B.I.G.
I Roc-a-Fella like Shawn Carter
with more game than Ron Harper
The bomb sparker rapper slash charm robber"
"Big L is the %@%%% you expect to catch wreck on any cassete deck, I'm so ahead of my time my parents haven't met yet."
"A tec nine is my utensil/ Fillin !@$#$@ with so much lead they can use their #++# for a pencil"
"MC's be braggin about cash they collect / But them chumps is like Ray Charles cause they ain't seen no money yet"
"What's this #@%%!#!*#%$@ rap game without L? /
Yo, that's like jewels without ice; that's like china without rice
or the Holy Bible without Christ /
or the Bulls without Mike or crackheads without pipes /
The Village without %#!!* or hockey games without fights"
"Saw this %@%%% named Clyde
And snuck up on him from the blind side
I told him, "Give up the dough, before you get smoked
Oh you're broke? ( *shots* ) now you're dead broke"
"And if you got rubbed - you got stuck- you got shot -you got bucked -n if you got double crossed you got %+$*%$"
"Once a %@%%% tried to stick me for six g's
so i put more holes in *+@ then swiss cheese"
"Always sprayin Tecs, because I be stayin vexed
Some %@%%% named Dex, was in the projects layin threats
I jumped out the Lincoln, left him stinkin
Put his brains in the street
Now you can see what he was just thinkin"
"I got styles you can't copy *!@+*, it's the triple six
in the mix, straight from H-E-double-hockey sticks
Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray
#!*! Carlito, we doin' #*## the Devil Son's way"
"Take that suit off, before I shoot off, and tear your roof off
Leave your clothes bloody-red like the nose of Rudolph
I rocked many stages and never got booed off"
"Trash Rappers I Tax And Spark
I be Wettin' ##$!$% Up like Water Rides at Action park"
"Crimes I Commited, Im A Villian Admit it
Im the Type to murder you and tell your moms im the kid who did it"
"Cloths Bummy, Nose runny, it's wasn't funny
a little dummy who tried to kill his mother for insurence money"
"I use to be a rich %@%%%, Sellin Much Crack
To Make a long Story Short, I fell Off Like a Hub Cap"
"Robberies I did well,
When you look in the dictionary under villian you'll see a photo of Big L"
"When !@$#$@ See me They take Flight,
Ill Even rob Jahova's if I catch One out on a Late Night"
"You aint make A Hit yet, You Flop In a Split Sec,
In The Showers the Only Time you get your #++# Wet"
"It's A Fact I Stay Geared, It's Should be Weird that Im Feard
Cause My Raps Are rougher then a Nappy beard"
"Facts On Track I Recite Well
Everey Body wanna be Like Mike, But Mike Wanna Be Like L"
"battling me is like fighting a gorilla in a phone booth/"
"I'm telling you #*## is about to get drastic soon/
i'm quick to blast a goon, and break a *@!*%%@+$$## like a plastic spoon!/"
"The crown is Still Mine Cause i Drop Ill Rhymes
Alotta rappers Talk that Murder #*## but couldn't Kill time"
"Im Livin up to my extortion Image, i be stalkin lennox
Catchin more bodies then abortion clinics"
"Im no where near trash, so step to the rear fast
Or i'll have your %+*** *+@ cryin like Tear gas"
All through high school I had braids I kept mad blades
Stabbing teachers to death that gave me bad grades//
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SHAKE THAT BODY BODY THAT BODDDDDDDDDY....DON'T *#@+ WITH GHOST OR FEEL SORRY!!!
