bjorn_skurj Posted April 26, 2008 Share Posted April 26, 2008 Look, we all know there is a lot of duh-dumb, third-rate crap-rap out there, but those of us who are pervious to rap know there is some damn fine writing going on in the genre. So let's post our examples, shall we? I'll open with Black Star (Mos Def and Talib Kweli) and "Atmosphere (8th Light)." [Mos Def]Against the canvas of the nightAppears a curious celestial phenomenacalled Black Star, but what is it? [Talib Kweli]Black people unite and let's all get downWe got to have what? We got to have that love [Mos Def]What is the Black Star?Is it the cat with the black shades, the black car?Is it shinin from very far, to where you are?It is commonplace and differentIntimate and distantFresher than an infant [Talib Kweli]Black, my family thick, like they're striped molassesStar, on the rise, in the eyes of the massesBlack is the color of my true love's hairStar's are bright, shining, hot balls of air [Mos Def]Black like my baby girl's stareBlack like the veil that the muslimina wearBlack like the planet that they fear, why they scared?Black like the slave ship that later brought us hereBlack like the cheeks that are roadways for tearsthat leave black faces well traveled with yearsBlack like assassin crosshairsBlacker than my granddaddy armchairHe never really got no time to chill thereCause this life is warfare, warfare [Talib Kweli]Deep on the front lines, and blacks is all thereBlack like the perception of who, on welfareBlack like faces at the bottom of the wellI've been there beforeTo bring the light and heat it up like "la cocina"Make without imagine happen but maybe I'm just a dreamerI love rockin tracks like John Coltrane love Naema [M] Like the student love the teacher[T] Like the prophet love Khadeja[M] Like I love my baby features[A] Like the creator love all creatures [Talib Kweli]Who acknowledge truth and peace seekersWe on point like heat seekersTargettin the black marketing strategistsRun up on em with the heatersEverybody followin with no leadersFeelin like we killin ourselvesbecause I know they can't defeat usIt don't stop til we complete this, keep this flyThere's so much to life when you just stay Black and God [Mos Def]Blacker than the nighttime sky of Bed-Stuy in JulyBlacker than the seed in the blackberry pieBlacker than the middle of my eyeBlack like feh-lah man crySome man wan ask "Who am I?"I simply reply, "The U.N.I., V.E.R.S.A.L. Magnetic"Work to respect the angelic, climb the mountaintopand tell it til the valley's envelopedYou're full of big chat but you nah know meI'm dark like the side of the moon you don't seewhen the moon shine newly [M] You know who else is a Black Star? (Who?) Me[T] You know who else is a Black Star? (Who?) Me[A] You know who else is a Black Star, who we? (And we)[A] be shinin and shinin, when we rhymin and rhyminWe be shinin and shinin, when we rhymin and rhymin [Mos Def]Now everybody hop on the one, the sounds of the twoIt's the third eye vision, five side dimensionThe 8th Light, is gonna shine bright tonightIt's the third eye vision, five side dimension [T] You know the light[M] Go from the dark[T] The other way is ass-backwards[M] It's absurd[T] Make you wanna crow like a blackbird[M] That's right[T] You livin from your first day to your last night[T] Sometimes you show your ass like[M] Lint on your clothes[T] When you froze in[A] THE BLACK LIGHT[M] Dead that[T] Before you get your head wrapped[M] Like Badu[T] We see through your voodoo[T] Just like Eve's Bayou, you dealin with that black magic[M] Try to civilize you[T] Not walk on by you[M] Like civil-(lies do get you black listed) it'll[T] Be unlucky for you like a black cat[M] A panther[T] Revolution is the answer[M] That's what we need[T] Greed plague my people like the cancer[M] True indeed [Mos Def]Now black people unite, and let's ALL GET DOWNNow everybody hop on the one, the sounds of the twoIt's the third eye vision, five side dimensionThe 8th Light, is gonna shine bright tonightEverybody hop on the one, the sounds of the twoIt's the third eye vision, five side dimensionThe 8th Light, is gonna shine bright tonightIt's the third eye vision, five side dimensionEqualin up to eight, light shine bright Quote Link to post Share on other sites
yermom Posted April 26, 2008 Share Posted April 26, 2008 I think is pretty fabulous and you'd have to be crazy not to feel it. It doesn't matter who you are (color, age, sex, socioeconomic posistion, whatever....), this is it:Even when the condition is critical, when the livin is miserableYour position is pivotal, I ain't bullshittin youNow, why would I lie? Just to get by?Just to get by, we get flyThe TV got us reachin for starsNot the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin for partsSome people get breast enhancements and penis enlargersSaturday sinners Sunday morning at the feet of the FatherThey need somethin to rely on, we get high on all types of drugWhen, all you really need is love Quote Link to post Share on other sites
mkush001 Posted April 26, 2008 Share Posted April 26, 2008 Put your lips on this dickLet me get on some livin'Spit all over ya chinWeezy be on some pimp shitI see 'em, peep 'em, meet 'em, beep 'emLater on if she rideG 'em, freak 'em, by the weekend she be fuckin' the squadI ain't got no loves for broads I ducks and dodge I grab 'em, on they butts and allShe fucks my dogSlut sucks nuts and allAnd nothin' smallThis dick make 'em hit the floor and touch the wallCall my hoes to get salami, cuz they brush the balls -Lil' Wayne, "Act A Ass" it had to happen sooner or later, didnt it? thought i'd get it out of the way quick and easy. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Panther Posted April 26, 2008 Share Posted April 26, 2008 Lil Wayne - Upgrade U (THE DROUGHT 3)I Know you See The Gwap 'Cause Getting Money Is What We OnRiding Drop Top In The Winter With The Heat OnBad Yella Bitch Keep My Passenger Seat WarmLeg Hanging Out The Winda you Ain't Got These OnBitch Holla It Is Lil WeezyThey Can Not See Me They Are Like StevieI Am Barrington like LevyI Circle Your House Like Bee-BeeColder than The He-Be-Gee-BeesNever Give Free Bees 75 Thousand For These BeatsShid I Can Get A 100 Thousand Up In These JeansBig Stacks My Pockets on creatineYoung Money Dipset Nigga We A TeamIf you Don't Like It Nigga Fuck you No VaselineErrr I Peel Off In The LamborghiniLike A Tangerine Got The Industry Straight Shaking Like A TambourineLike A Bitch With Some Lips Like Angaline Not JolieHoe Lee Got Flow Id Go Where No Other Guy GoFuck You Hoe I'm So 5 0 4I Hope Every Snitch Die SlowHip-Hop That's My Hoe I Know She Know I Like It WetDon't Want No Dry HoeAlright Bitch I Am D-Boy No Decoy And I Will Straight Up DestroyAny Boy or man and I Prefer Money then Bitches Are Just Need ForWe Are Young Money Bitches And I Am The Lee-DorHe Are Currency Mac Maine And Bboy And I Just SignedA Chick Named Nicky Ne-Norge And Me I'm Still Spitten Like A RetardAnd These Niggas Soft They Should Be Rapping In LeotardsNigga We In Charge Baby Put Me In ChargeAnd I'm Just Murdering Niggas Free Of ChargeYou Dig Just Holla Back I See You SargeAnd I'm So Fucking High I Could Eat A StarYeah And Let Me Upgrade youyou May Not Be A Model But I Can Front Page Youyou Know I'm Nasty Excuse My BehaviorLet Me Just Taste You We Can Fuck LaterSitting In The Coop Looking Like A RacerTop Peeled Back Like The Skin Of A PotatoSeat Way Back Listen To Anita BakerRiding By Myself Smoking Weed By The AcreHollygrove Gata Ain't Nobody GreaterLeave With Some Bullet Holes The Size Of Cratersyou Ain't Heard The Latest Weezy F The GreatestBattle Anybody Nigga Fuck Away Your FavoriteIt's A New Game And I'm The Coach Like AveryLeave It To The Flow We Getting Doe Like A BakeryI Don't Really Want To But These Niggas Making MePut A Motherfucker On Ice Like The Maple leavesThat's A Hockey Team And I Ain't On No Hockey TeamBut I'm A Champion Where's The Fucking rocky theme?Damn Rest In Peace Applo CreedI'm a Monster Everyday Is HalloweenA lot Of Syrup A lot Of Pills And A Lot Of WeedAnd I Keep My Pockets Green Like A Pot Of PeasAnd If you Hating Baby you Can Get A Shot Of TheseThese Nut In Your Mouth Can you Swallow PleaseHa ha Yeah I'm So Hot I FreezeBig Balls And They Jangle Like A lot Of KeysEven Deaf Bitches Say Hi To MeShe Tell The Blind Bitches She Say I Gotta SeeYoung Carter Darling Understand I Am Micheal Jordan BallingYes I'm a Dog I'm a Haul You HomieI'm a Boss You Man Is Just An Employer Mommy Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Panther Posted April 26, 2008 Share Posted April 26, 2008 Lil Wayne - Get High, Screw The World (drought 3)Yeah Imagine Waking Up Out Ya Sleep To Them Pistols Blastin And If The Witness Is Dead There's No Trial If You Didn't Know Then Hoe Well Ya Know Now And I Don't Mean Basketball When I Say I Don't Know Yao Money Money Money Money Boost My Mor-Al Play With My Money Money Money O.K. Co-Ral I Like A Bitch With A Apple Bottom Like Vokal The Top Is At My Fingertips Like I Ain't Got No Nails I Got Blood Brothers Bitch I Ain't Got Pals I Make A Girl Get Low Like I Ain't Got No L's I'm A Paper Chasin Dog Check My Toenails And I Never Miss A Game, No Shaq O'neal More Like Brett Favre Just Like Brett Favre I Been Shot 2 Times Just Wipe That Off But I Thank You For Putting Me Right Back Lord And To You Father I Would Give My Life Back For It That Knife That Sword That Gun That War Make Ya So Called Soldiers Just Run Like Gore Yeah Frank that is From San Francis And I Got More Banana Clips Then Chimpanzees 1o Addresses And I Dresses, Like I Thinks I'm The Mothafuckin Best There Is And I'm About To Bubble And She Catch That Fizz And I'm Straight From Clayborne Nigga Just Ask Liz Check Ya Neck There Aint A Crook Like This From The City Where The Judge Throw The Book At Kids Burna In School In My Bookbag Hid, Talk Stupid At Lunch And We Havin Ya Ribs If You Are Not Home Then We Havin Ya Kids And If You Can't Come Up With Half We'll Send You Half Of Ya Kid Back To The Board, An Extravagant Crib, I'm On The Toilet Watchin Martin Just Laughin & shytDon't Know Why I Get High, But I Get High, I Get High Like Every Single Day We Do Shit That Them Other Women Can't, Maryjane What Is It You've Done To Me I Pop A Beat And Start Rollin And Then I Smoke It Like A Mothafuckin Stogie Pete pye Wrote It, I Was Rappin To The (Ding-Ding-Ding ??) Fuck It Get High Screw The World And Thats That I Need All My Funds Yeah, All My Money Baby Black Diamonds And Pearls, Believe That I May Bling Bling And My Chest Look Like A Mural I'm Nuts, Just Call Me Squirrel My Fetish Is The Girls, But The Women Not The Girls Act Your Age Not Your Shoe Size Maybe We Can Do The Twril I'll Be The Prince Of A Pearl tongue Earring In Her Pearl tongue If She Come Let Her Girl Come, Give Her A Pill Give Her Girl One Party time Excellent Yeah Wayne's World, Campbell's Soup On The Wrist Just Call Me Earl Lil Ma Don't Shoot 'em Ya Heard, I Get High My Words Slur, I Start Callin 'em MirlHey Mirl Light That Fur And I Know This Old But I'm Really Hot In Herre I Went With The Phantom, My Niggas Copin Spurs My Hands In The Pot, I'd Rather Eat And Stir Its I Againt The World And I'm Strapped Yeah I Bring All My Guns, Shoot Mothers, Fathers, Babies Damn Black Hand Guns To Serve We Could See But We Are So Blind To The Signs They Tryin To Lose The World And We Will Walk Right Up With Our Guns Yup, Hand And Hand Yeah We'll March Right After The Drum, But I Don't Need No Band Nicca Drought 3 Quote Link to post Share on other sites
mkush001 Posted April 26, 2008 Share Posted April 26, 2008 My Hoe I Know She Know I Like It WetDon't Want No Dry Hoe i think he stole that line from Rimbaud Quote Link to post Share on other sites
LouieB Posted April 26, 2008 Share Posted April 26, 2008 Even though I was bad rapping rap on another thread I will admit there is plenty of room for poetry, but on the other side of the coin, there is so much crap that it well overshadows what is good, hence giving rap (or hip hop if you prefer) a pretty bad name. LouieB Quote Link to post Share on other sites
bobbob1313 Posted April 26, 2008 Share Posted April 26, 2008 Even though I was bad rapping rap all music on another thread I will admit there is plenty of room for poetry, but on the other side of the coin, there is so much crap that it well overshadows what is good, hence giving rap all music (or hip hop everything in the world if you prefer) a pretty bad name. LouieB Totally agree. I don't know if this is poetry, but it's pretty fucking terrific. (Lupe Fiasco)And it goesLifestyles of the rich and famousBought a big house and a whole lot of rangersA fresh new couch and a whole lot of trainersA closet full of clothes and some brand new dangersAndSome Mexican floral arrangersA great big TV that Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Golden Smoghead Posted April 26, 2008 Share Posted April 26, 2008 I really love the Jay-Z rhymes on the Kanye song "Diamonds": How could you falter?When you're the Roc of GibraltarI had to get off the boat so I could walk on waterThis ain't no tall order, this is nothing to meDifficult takes a day, impossible takes a weekI do this in my sleep, I sold kilo's of coke(So) I'm guessing I can sell CD's I'm not a businessman,I'm a business, man!Let me handle my business, damn Quote Link to post Share on other sites
lost highway Posted April 27, 2008 Share Posted April 27, 2008 From the Roots: Kids call theyself killers let they hammers do the talkinDon't even know the meaning of life, ain't seen a thingand you dream of floodin the scenery with, llello and greeneryBut for now, you stickin her with the heavy machineryWonder how, you lift it up, be only 17And like e'rybody he wanna shine, young brothers on the grindHoldin somethin in they spine, "Bowling for Columbine"Stressin to me how it's all about a dollar signDig the way you out of line, out of sight and out of mindUp against the clock and damn near out of time"The Tipping Point" has arrived, and that's the bottom lineTo all my peoples that's stars, it's our time to shine. The bit about kids acting like killers when they don't know what life is; that cuts straight through the heart of everything I hate about rap culture. These guys can be a breath of fresh air at moments like that. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
bjorn_skurj Posted April 27, 2008 Author Share Posted April 27, 2008 These two verses from Black Thought and Common may have been hip hop's finest hour: [black Thought]The anticipation arose as time frozeI stared off the stage with my eyes closed and doveinto the deep cosmosThe impact pushed back, the first five rowsBut before the raw live showsI remember I'se a little snot-nosedRockin Gazelle, goggles and Izod clothesLearnin the ropes of ghetto survivalPeepin out the situation I had to slide throughHad to watch my back my front plus my sides tooWhen it came to gettin mine I ain't tryin, to argueSometimes I wouldn'ta made it if it wasn't for youHip-Hop, you the love of my life and that's trueWhen I was handlin the shit I had to doIt was all for you, from the door for youSpeak through you, gettin paper on tour for youFrom the start, Thought was down by law for youUsed to hit up every corner store wall for youWe ripped shit, and kept it hardcore for youI remember late nights, steady rockin the micHip-Hop, you the love of my life So tell the people like that y'all (that y'all)And it sounds so niceHip-Hop, you the love of my lifeWe bout to take it to the top.. [Common]Yo, yo I was speakin, to my guy 'Riq andHow she was desperately seekin to Organize in a KonfusionUsin, no protection, told H.E.R. on _Resurrection_Caught in the Hype Williams, and lost H.E.R. directionGettin eight/ate in sections where I wouldn't eat H.E.R.An under the counter love, so _Silent_-ly I _Treat_ H.E.R.Her Daddy'll beat H.E.R., eyes all Puff-edIn the mix on tape, niggaz had her in the buffWhen we touch, it was more than just a fuckThe Police, in her I found peace (like who?)Like Malcolm in the EastSeen H.E.R. on the streets of New York, trickin offTried to make a hit with H.E.R. but my dick went softMovin weight, losin weight, not picky - with who she choose to dateTo confuse the hate, with her struggle I relateClose to thirty, most of the niggaz she know is dirtyHavin more babies than Lauryn, she started showin earlyAs of late I realized, that this is H.E.R. fateOr destiny that brings the best of meIt's like God is testin meIn _Retrospect_ I see she brought _Life_ and death to mePeace to us collectively, live and direct when we performIt's just coffee shop chicks and white dudesOver H.E.R. I got into it with that nigga Ice CubeNow the fight moved to in life, makin the right movesBesides God and family, you my life's jewelLike that y'allHip-Hop.. [echoes] Quote Link to post Share on other sites
bjorn_skurj Posted April 27, 2008 Author Share Posted April 27, 2008 Even though I was bad rapping rap on another thread I will admit there is plenty of room for poetry, but on the other side of the coin, there is so much crap that it well overshadows what is good, hence giving rap (or hip hop if you prefer) a pretty bad name. LouieBAll genres are afflicted by this, rap especially, but it is worth being selective, if the genre is one you enjoy. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
LouieB Posted April 27, 2008 Share Posted April 27, 2008 Tim Fite has some pretty clever lyrics.... LouieB Quote Link to post Share on other sites
bobbob1313 Posted April 27, 2008 Share Posted April 27, 2008 You know, I've badmouthed Black Thought's lyrics, but he's pretty great, isn't he? [Chorus] Oooh It's been a long time Since I been back around the way It's been a long time Let it spin let spin let it spin Since I been back around your way It's been a long time Long time long time [Verse] [black Thought] Struck by the luck of the draw Real life preservation What I'm hustling for My name black thought The definition of raw I was born in South Philly On a cement floor I had nothing at all Had to knuckle and brawl They swore I'd fall Be another brick in the wall Another life Full of love That lost That's silly This Philly Y'all really ain't stoppin The boy with the pen Like Willie On top of the hall Pure soul is what the city Most popular for Hear the tones That will ease you Smooth As Bunny Sigler's soundtrack Keepin your head boppin and all It's something in the water Where I come from They used to sing it on the corner Where I come from Making somethin outta nothing Because everybody fifty cents From a quarter Where I come from Yeah The streets ain't timid But I feel at home in it Gotta see a couple people I ain't got at In a minute Yeah You can take a brother outta South Philly Can't take it outta him really I forever represent it And it's [Chorus] [Peedi Peedi] Live and dirvet I don't need no mic check Remember mommy told me You ain't write that It started in the bathroom taking a dump Listening to Ultramagnetic Ego tripping you won't Pressure my word I'm the urban vision Of you chump Stomped on a different ground Sound second to none Synthesizers tweet To improvise your feet I calculated every lyric to arrive on a beat It's free Come get high on me Before a nine millimeter shell Hit my pelle pelle In the p Yeah It's somethin in the water Where I come from They used to sing it on the corner Where I come from Making somethin outta nothing Because everybody Fifty cents from a quarter Yo Where I come from It's just a natural reaction For crack to make it happen Let the pen ink sink Into the paper of the pad Think back When I was younger Ghetto could have took me under Young Peedi can't mess with North Philly Never had You don't know about me You ain't stroll my streets Look familiar I feel ya Longtime no see [Chorus] [black Thought] Uhh Clap somethin But whatever you clap Clap to the record spinnin While I'm takin you back To the top paper era Baby big on that Picture the pool room Where the money getters was at And street people With feather in the cap Or their bossolino Pullin paper As if it's a small casino I was a young boy Sweepin the floors And runnin to stores But all those old heads Woudl talk to me About the way To clutch the eagle On a buck and truck And if I'm down How to get back up Just survival kid And it's a struggle worldwide I'm positive Shit the ghetto might as well Be the Gaza Strip You know where all the monsters is Street walkers You don't see no consciousness I'm coming back to where The core of the problem is We on the job again Y'all know what time it is Quote Link to post Share on other sites
radiokills Posted April 27, 2008 Share Posted April 27, 2008 I flow like the blood on a murder scene You can't tell me just who you areYou buy new clothes just to hide those scarsYou built that roof just to hide those starsYou can't take me back to the start Quote Link to post Share on other sites
yermom Posted April 30, 2008 Share Posted April 30, 2008 "And I promise to learn to love the way I've learned to fearTo unknot all the inhibitions tangled in my hairTo let my ego mound in piles around the barber chairAnd make a graceful exit from my vexed troubled yearsI've decided I've been invited to my own resortWhere knights can leave their armor neatly piled by the doorAnd every woman, child, and man will gather by the shoreand study how sea lions swim in cursive"-Sage Francis, Sea Lion Quote Link to post Share on other sites
bjorn_skurj Posted July 23, 2008 Author Share Posted July 23, 2008 Immortal Technique, "Bin Laden" They say the rebels in Iraq still fight for SaddamBut that's bullshit, I'll show you why it's totally wrongCuz if another country invaded the hood tonightIt'd be warfare through Harlem, and Washington HeightsI wouldn't be fightin' for Bush or White America's dreamI'd be fightin' for my people's survival and self-esteemI wouldn't fight for racist churches from the south, my niggaI'd be fightin' to keep the occupation out, my niggaYou ever clock someone who talk shit, or look at you wrong?Imagine if they shot at you, and was rapin' your momsAnd of course Saddam Hussein had chemical weaponsWe sold him that shit, after Ronald Reagan's electionMercenary contractors fightin' a new eraCorporate military bankin' off the war on terrorThey controllin' the ghetto, with the failed attackTryna distract the fact that they engineerin' the crackSo I'm strapped like Lee Malvo holdin' a sniper rifleThese bullets'll touch your kids, and I don't mean like MichaelYour body be sent to the morgue, stripped down and recycledI fire on house niggaz that support you and like youCuz innocent people get murdered in the struggle dailyAnd poor people never get shit and struggle dailyThis ain't no alien conspiracy theory, this shit is realWritten on the dollar underneath the Masonic seal Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Gobias Industries Posted July 23, 2008 Share Posted July 23, 2008 I really love the Jay-Z rhymes on the Kanye song "Diamonds": I'm not a businessman,I'm a business, man!Let me handle my business, damn This set of lines always makes me crack up because only Jay-Z could get away with that. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
radiokills Posted July 23, 2008 Share Posted July 23, 2008 "we be to rap what key be to lock" digable planets Quote Link to post Share on other sites
sureshot Posted July 23, 2008 Share Posted July 23, 2008 Blackalicious- Make You Feel That Way [Verse One]Up an early for the hope of a brand new daySee a homie you ain't seen since back in the dayFresh haircut fitted wit a fat ass fadeEnd of work, we chilling on a SaturdayHow you felt when you first heard the data cameRakim KRS hey I had that tapeCooling out with ol girl on a fat ass dateFind a hundred dollar bill wow man that's greatGet promoted at your job up to managementPlot a long time finally a plan has made itTime I feel I wanna shout, man its real that wayWanna think of things that make you feel that way [Verse Two]Christmas day when your mamma got your first bikeType of feeling when you went and when your first fightHow your team felt winning championship gamesCelebrate in a huddle dancing in this rainHave a thought see a shooting star cross your screenPut in hard work finally your living your dreamDeaf man get his hearing now in come vibesBlind man get sight see his first sunriseDumb man speaking out, now he's load and clearEarth through your chout smile so proud ya wearGoing in your third eye for the styles ya hearMaking music that'll bump for a thousand yearsEating right feeling conscience like health is firstSaid a prayer that's sincere and you felt it workTimes I feel I wanna shout, man it's real that wayWhen I'm thinking things that make you feel that way [Verse Three]All up in her vibe something coming over meSummer days more likely that you notice breezesWinter days more likely that you notice heatWhen I'm warm more likely that you notice meIn the dark it's more likely that you notice lightIn the light more likely that you notice nightHungry more appreciation for that mealDead broke more appreciation for that grillA bad day'll make you really notice ones that's goodAnd that'll make things a little better understoodTimes I feel I wanna shout, man it's real that wayWhen I think of things that make you feel that wayMake you feel that way... (Ya know its like ahh like the most greatest feeling you could ever feelyou like just total illation. Sunny day, just that day.You know its just like you know just the most joyous feelingyou could ever comprehend. You know, chilling with your family.You know just you know just really really feeling,feeling the moment, with the folks. Ya know really really really just chilling.It's love. It's love. It's love) Quote Link to post Share on other sites
sureshot Posted July 23, 2008 Share Posted July 23, 2008 Pete Rock & CL Smooth- When They Reminisce Over You I reminisce for a spell, or shall i say think back22 years ago to keep it on trackThe birth of a child on the 8th of octoberA toast but my granddaddy came soberCountin all the fingers and the toesNow i suppose, you hope the little black boy grows, huh18 years younger than my mamaBut i really got beatings cause the girl loved dramaIn single parenthood there i stoodBy the time she was 21, had another oneThis one's a girl, let's name her pamSame father as the first but you don't give a damnIrresponsible, plain not thinkingPapa said chill but the brother keep winkingStill he won't down you or tear out your hideOn your side while the baby maker slideBut mama got wise to the gameThe youngest of five kids, hon here it isAfter 10 years without no spouseMomma's gettin married in the houseListen, positive over negative for the women and masterMother queen's risin a chapterDeja vu, tell you what i'm gonna doWhen they reminisce over you, my god [pete rock] My godIt's so...Yeah, so lovelyThat's how we like to do it in the 90'sPete rock & cl smooth comin' atcha... Verse two: [cl] When i date back i recall a man off the family treeMy right hand poppa doc i seeTook me from a boy to a man so i always had a fatherWhen my biological didn't botherTaking care of this so who am i to bickerNot a bad ticker but i'm clocking pop's liverBut you can never say that his life is through5 kids at 21 believe he got a right tooHere we go while i check the sceneWith the portugese lover at the age of 14The same age, front page, no fussBut i bet you all your dough, they live longer than usNever been senile, that's where you're wrongBut give the man a taste and he's goneNoddin off, sleep to a jazz tuneI can hear his head banging on the wall in the next roomI get the pillow and hope i don't wake himFor this man do cuss, hear it all in verbatimTelling me how to raise my boy unless he's taking overI said pop maybe when you're olderWe laughed all night about the hookers at the partyMy old man standing yelling good god, almightyUse your condom, take sips of the brewWhen they reminisce over you, for real [pete rock] For real, babyLike thatWe for realComin' atcha...In '92Pete rock & cl smoothYeah, c'mon, hit me! Verse three: [cl] I reminisce so you never forget thisThe days of wayback, so many bear witness the fitnessTake the first letter out of each word in this jointListen close as i prove my pointT to the r-uh-o-y, how did you and i meet?In front of big lou's, fighting in the streetBut only you saw what took many time to seeI dedicate this to you for believing in meRain or shine, yes in any weatherMy grandmom pam holds the family togetherMy uncle doc's the greatest better yet the latestIf we're talking about a car, uncle sterling got the latestI strive to be live 'cause i got no choiceAnd run my own business like my aunt joyceSo pete rock hit me, nuff respect dueWhen they reminisce over you, listen [pete rock] Listen, just listenTo the funky song as i rock onAnd that's word is bondI'm not playinEverybody, just coolinThis song we dedicateTo the one and onlyNever be anotherHe was my brotherTrouble t-royIt's like that y'allAnd you don't stopPete rock and cl smooth for '92And we out, later Quote Link to post Share on other sites
Degenerex Posted July 24, 2008 Share Posted July 24, 2008 Not to offend any of his fans, but I seriously think all of the positive reviews of Lil' Wayne albums are some sort of psychological experiment to see if people are persuaded by critics. I'll admit I'm not the biggest rap fan, but I like plenty of it and I consider him to be less-than-average-at-best. I have not heard a Lil' Wayne song and had any desire to listen to it again. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
PopTodd Posted July 24, 2008 Share Posted July 24, 2008 I'm blackAnd I'm loudAnd I'm proudAnd I'm ampedMost of my heroes don't appear on no stamps. Quote Link to post Share on other sites
mfwahl Posted July 24, 2008 Share Posted July 24, 2008 "Your mom got one tooth and I knocked that shit out" - Count Drunkula Quote Link to post Share on other sites
bobbob1313 Posted July 24, 2008 Share Posted July 24, 2008 Lupe Fiasco (featuring Gemini)- Dumb it Down I'm fearlessNow hear thisI'm earlessAnd I'm peer-lessThat means I'm eyelessWhich means I'm tearlessWhich means my iris resides where my ears isWhich means I'm blindedBut I'mma find it I can feel it's nearnessBut I'mma veer so I don't come nearLike a chicken or a deerBut I remember I'm not a listener or a seer so my windshield smearHere, you steer, I really shouldn't be behind this, clearly cause my blindnessThe windshield is minstrel, the whole grill is roadkill, so trill and so sincere. Yeah, I'm both them thereTook both pills, when a bloke in a trench coat and the locs in the chair had approached him hereAnd he clear as a ghost, so a biter of the throats in the mirrorThe writer of the quotes for the ghosts who supplier of the notes to the livingRiveting is rosy, pockets full of posies, given to the mother of the deceased. Awaken at war, 'til I'm restin' in peace You goin' over niggas' heads Lu (Dumb it down)They tellin' me that they don't feel you (Dumb it down)We ain't graduate from school nigga (Dumb it down)Them big words ain't cool nigga (Dumb it down)Yeah I heard Mean And Vicious nigga (Dumb it down)Make a song for the bitches nigga (Dumb it down)We don't care about the weather nigga (Dumb it down)You'll sell more records if you (Dumb it down) And I'm mouthlessWhich means I'm soundlessNow as far as the hearing, I've found itIt was as far as the distance from the earring to the ground isBut the doorknockers on the ear of a stewardess in a LearShe fine and she flyin, I feel I'm flying by'em 'cause my mind's on cloud nine and I'm a mime at the same timePimp C the wings on the underground kingWho's also KlingonTo infinity and beyondSomething really stinks, but I Spinks like LeonOr lying in the desertI'm flying on Pegasus you're flying on the pheasantRider of the white powder, picker of the fire flowers, spit hot fire like Dylon on Chappelle's skitYeah, smell it on my unicorn, don't snort the white horse, but toot my own horn (sleep) You've been shedding too much light Lu (Dumb it down)You make'em wanna do right Lu (Dumb it down)They're getting self-esteem it down)These girls are trying to be queens Lu (Dumb it down)They're trying to graduate from school Lu (Dumb it down)They're starting to think that smart is cool Lu (Dumb it down)They're trying to get up out the hood Lu (Dumb it down)I'll tell you what you should do (Dumb it down) And I'm brainlessWhich means I'm headlessLike Ichabod Crane isOr foreplay-less sex isWhich makes me stainlessWith no neck left to hang the chain withWhich makes me necklace-lessLike a necklace theftAnd I ain't used my headrest yetThey said they need proof like a vestless chest 'bout the best, fair F-F-jet in the nestWho exudes confidence and excess depthEven Scuba Steve would find it hard to breatheAround these leaguesMy snorkle is a tuba, Lu the ruler around these seasWestside Poseidon, Westside beside'em, chest high and risingAlmost touching the knees of stewardess and the pilotLucky they make you floweredPersonal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleevesDavid BlaineMake it rainYou Make a boatI make a planeThen, I pull the plug and I make it drainUntil I feel like flowing and filling it up again..(Westside) You putting me to sleep nigga (Dumb it down)That's why you ain't popping in the streets nigga (Dumb it down)You ain't winning no awards nigga (Dumb it down)Robots and skateboards nigga? (Dumb it down)GQ Man Of The Year G? (Dumb it down)Shit ain't rocking over here B (Dumb it down)Won't you talk about your cars nigga? (Dumb it down)And what the fuck is goyard nigga (Dumb it down)Make it rain for the chicks (Dumb it down)Pour champagne on a bitch (Dumb it down)What the fuck is wrong with you? (Dumb it down)How can I get on a song with you? (Dumb it down) Bishop G, they told me I should come down cousin, but I flatly refuse I ain't dumb down nothing Quote Link to post Share on other sites
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