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Saw the Kweli + Mos verses from Thieves in the Night - bizarre coincidence - I was listening to that song as I opened this thread. Great selctions from Biggie, Wu and Nas in this thread too. I was always partial to Shook Ones:
I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous You heard of us Official queensbridge murderers The mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware Of my crime family who got nuff shots to share For all of those who wanna profile and pose Rock you in your face, stab your brain wit’ your nosebone You all alone in these streets, cousin Every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin’ And keep them shook crews runnin’ Like they supposed to They come around but they never come close to I can see it inside your face You’re in the wrong place Cowards like you just get they’re whole body laced up With bullet holes and such Speak the wrong words man and you will get touched You can put your whole army against my team and I guarantee you it’ll be your very last time breathin’ Your simple words just don’t move me You’re minor, we’re major You all up in the game and don’t deserve to be a player Don’t make me have to call your name out Your crew is featherweight My gunshots’ll make you levitate I’m only nineteen but my mind is old And when the things get for real my warm heart turns cold Another nigga deceased, another story gets told It ain’t nothin’ really Hey, yo dun spark the phillie So I can get my mind off these yellowbacked niggas Why they still alive I don’t know, go figure Meanwhile back in queens the realness is foundation If I die I couldn’t choose a better location When the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation Getting closer to God in a tight situation Now, take these words home and think it through Or the next rhyme I write might be about you The fact that this verse has been sampled about a 1000 times pretty much solidifies it among the best of all time. D |
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#112
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A lot of Biggie verses have been posted but I haven't seen this one yet.
Flava In Ya Ear by Craig Mack (Remix) Niggas is mad I get more butt than ash trays, [censored] a fair one I get mines the fast way, The ski mask way, nigga ransom notes, Far from handsome, but damn a nigga tote, [What ya' tote] more guns than roses, Foes is shaking in their boots, invisible bullies Like The Gooch, Disappear...vamoose...you're wack to me, Take them rhymes back to the factory, I see, The gimmicks...the wack lyrics, The [censored] is depressing...pathetic...please forget it, You're mad cause my style you're admiring, Don't be mad...UPS is hiring, You shoulda been a cop...[censored] hip-hop, With that freestyle you're bound to get shot, Not from Houston but I rap-a-lot, Pack the gat a lot, The flav's bout to drop |
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#113
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One Verse=The whole song
[ QUOTE ] All for the cash man, niggaz'll be ready to blast man... Mad hoes 'll be quick, to give up the ass man... Traitors, they'll be robbing your stash man... Don't wanna end up like the last man. If the price is right, niggaz can get trife a'ight. They plot and they scheme, all day and all night. And they might even get elaborate enough to plan the illest kind of crime, f--k the average stuff. Like this chick who was kickin it, with this baller... Pretendin that she loved him, only really loved dollars. Holla'd at his man so they could rendezvous... Said to his man, "Forget him, I'm fond of you." So after the screw, she put him down with her plan The utmost betrayal, this nigga's down with her man. But the sex changed everything, they conspired to snake him Talked about the best time, and best way, they could take him. While in bed, she told him just where her man kept his dough She said, "Yo, tonight he's bout to cop some blow And I know, there's at least 50 grand to show, Bring a gat, wear a mask, and come through the window. I'll leave it open for you, he won't never know So run in, grab the money, later on, you and I can flow. If we do this s--t right, he won't fight Break out with the cash and stay your ass out of sight." So the nigga sat back, but little did he know, he was about to ruin his life over a silly ho. And really though, the whole s--t went wrong-- Cause when he came through the window and pulled out it was on! Money they was gon' rob was high on some s--t. Dukes with the mask told him, "Run your s--t!" He said, "f--k that s--t!" So they tussled n s--t... Then BLAOW, the burner spit, and the chick's man got hit. He died, his man had no loyalty, she's locked up as an accessory His man's doin life, what a tragedy... All for the cash man.. [/ QUOTE ] |
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#114
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Eh-yo, you baby MCs drink pedialyte
While underground doesn't like you the media might But we the elite will change that as we bridge gaps in this lyrical grudgematch, brothers we slug back --Chali 2na |
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#115
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Biggie, One more chance off of ready to die, first verse:
When it comes to sex, I'm similar to the thriller in Manila Honeys call me Bigga the condom filler Whether it's stiff tongue or stiff dick Biggie squeeze it to make shiit fit, now check this shiit I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder You know the ep along by James Todd Smith I get swift with the lyrical gift Hit you with the dick, make your kidneys shift Here we go, here we go, but I'm not Domino I got the funk flow to make your drawers drop slow So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans I'm in thirteens, know what I mean I fuuck around and hit you with the Hennessey dick Mess around and go blind, don't get to see shiit The next batter, here to shatter your bladder, it doesn't matter Skinny or fat or white-skinned or black, baby I drop These boricua mommies screamin "Aiy papi!" I love it when they call me Big Poppa I only smoke blunts if they roll propa Look, I gotcha caught up in the drunk flow Fuuck tae kwon do, I tote da fo'-fo' For niggaz gettin mad cause they bitch chose me A big black motherfuucker with g ya see All I do is separate the game from the truth Big bang boots from the Bronx to Bolivia Gettin Physical like Olivia Newt Tricks suck my clique dick all day with no trivia So gimme a hoe, a bankroll and a bag of weed I'm guaranteed to fuuck her till her nose bleed Even if your new man's a certified mack You'll get that H-town in ya, you'll want that old thing back |
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#116
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"Tha Crossroads"
[Bone] Bone Bone Bone Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone Now tell me whatcha gonna do when there ain't no where to run (tell me what) (When judgment comes for you, when judgment comes for you) And whatcha gonna do when there aint no where to hide (tell me what) When judgment comes for you (Cause it's gonna come for you) [Bizzy] Head south let's all bring it in for Wally, Eazy sees uncle Charlie Little Boo, God's got him and I'm gonna miss everybody I only roll with Bone my gang look to where they lay When playing with destiny, plays too deep for me to say Lil' Layzie came to me, told me if he should decease well then please Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me [Layzie] God bless you working on a plan to Heaven Follow the Lord all 24/7 days, GOD is who we praise even though the devil's all up in my face But he keeping me safe and in my place, say grace For the case to race with a chance to face the judge And I'm guessing my soul won't budge Grudge because there's no mercy for thugs Oh what can I do it's all about our family and how we roll Can I get a witness let it unfold We living our lives to eternal our soul aye-oh-aye-oh [Krayzie] Prayyyyyyy, and we pray and we pray, and we pray, and we pray Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday and we pray, and we pray, and we pray, and we pray Still we laced, now follow me roll stroll Whether is tell of his Heaven Come let's go take a visit of people that's long gone Darris, Wally, Eazy, Terry, Boo It's steadily creeping up on the family Exactly how many days we got lasting While you laughin we're passing, passing away So y'all go rest y'all souls Cause I know I'ma meet you up at the crossroads Y'all know y'all forever got love from them Bone Thugs baby |
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#117
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[ QUOTE ]
[ QUOTE ] You hear this finger? Oh it's upside down Here, let me turn this [censored] up right now [/ QUOTE ] I [img]/images/graemlins/heart.gif[/img] Eminem, easily one of the best rap 'lyric' writers ever. Shake That Ass [/ QUOTE ] I started to agree with you, because Eminem NAILS some of his [censored] so perfectly. Then you picked "Shake That Ass" as your example, and I wanted to punch myself in the balls. Wait. No. I wanted to punch you in YOUR balls. Yeah, that was it. |
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#118
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Sixteen in the clip and one in the hole
Nate Dogg is about to make some bodies turn cold now they droppin and yellin it's a tad bit late Nate Dogg and Warren G had to regulate |
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#119
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ODB's two parts from Shame
Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut! Styles unbreakable, shatterproof To the young youth, ya wanna get gun? Shoot! BLAOW! How you like me now? Don't [censored] the style Ruthless wild! Do ya wanna getcha teeth knocked the [censored] out? Wanna get on it like that, well then shout! Yo...! I come with that ol' loco Style from my vocal Couldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focals I'm no joker! Play me as a joker Be on you like a house on fire! Smoke ya! Crews be actin like they gangs, anyway Be like, "Warriors! Come out and playiyay!" Burn me, I get into [censored], I let it out like diarrhea Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea Dirty, I keep [censored] stinks in my drawers So I can get fzza-funky for yah Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang RAHH! Here comes the Tiger verse Crane! Ow, be like wild with my style Punk! You playing me, chump, you get DUMPED WU! Is comin THROUGH! At a theatre near YOU! And get funk like a SHOE! What?! |
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#120
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No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I've survived
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