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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 night

Appears a curious celestial phenomena

called Black Star, but what is it?

 

[Talib Kweli]

Black people unite and let's all get down

We 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 different

Intimate and distant

Fresher than an infant

 

[Talib Kweli]

Black, my family thick, like they're striped molasses

Star, on the rise, in the eyes of the masses

Black is the color of my true love's hair

Star's are bright, shining, hot balls of air

 

[Mos Def]

Black like my baby girl's stare

Black like the veil that the muslimina wear

Black like the planet that they fear, why they scared?

Black like the slave ship that later brought us here

Black like the cheeks that are roadways for tears

that leave black faces well traveled with years

Black like assassin crosshairs

Blacker than my granddaddy armchair

He never really got no time to chill there

Cause this life is warfare, warfare

 

[Talib Kweli]

Deep on the front lines, and blacks is all there

Black like the perception of who, on welfare

Black like faces at the bottom of the well

I've been there before

To bring the light and heat it up like "la cocina"

Make without imagine happen but maybe I'm just a dreamer

I 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 seekers

We on point like heat seekers

Targettin the black marketing strategists

Run up on em with the heaters

Everybody followin with no leaders

Feelin like we killin ourselves

because I know they can't defeat us

It don't stop til we complete this, keep this fly

There's so much to life when you just stay Black and God

 

[Mos Def]

Blacker than the nighttime sky of Bed-Stuy in July

Blacker than the seed in the blackberry pie

Blacker than the middle of my eye

Black like feh-lah man cry

Some 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 mountaintop

and tell it til the valley's enveloped

You're full of big chat but you nah know me

I'm dark like the side of the moon you don't see

when 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 rhymin

We be shinin and shinin, when we rhymin and rhymin

 

[Mos Def]

Now everybody hop on the one, the sounds of the two

It's the third eye vision, five side dimension

The 8th Light, is gonna shine bright tonight

It'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 DOWN

Now everybody hop on the one, the sounds of the two

It's the third eye vision, five side dimension

The 8th Light, is gonna shine bright tonight

Everybody hop on the one, the sounds of the two

It's the third eye vision, five side dimension

The 8th Light, is gonna shine bright tonight

It's the third eye vision, five side dimension

Equalin up to eight, light shine bright

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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 miserable

Your position is pivotal, I ain't bullshittin you

Now, why would I lie? Just to get by?

Just to get by, we get fly

The TV got us reachin for stars

Not the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin for parts

Some people get breast enhancements and penis enlargers

Saturday sinners Sunday morning at the feet of the Father

They need somethin to rely on, we get high on all types of drug

When, all you really need is love :wub

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Put your lips on this dick

Let me get on some livin'

Spit all over ya chin

Weezy be on some pimp shit

I see 'em, peep 'em, meet 'em, beep 'em

Later on if she ride

G 'em, freak 'em, by the weekend she be fuckin' the squad

I ain't got no loves for broads

I ducks and dodge

I grab 'em, on they butts and all

She fucks my dog

Slut sucks nuts and all

And nothin' small

This dick make 'em hit the floor and touch the wall

Call 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.

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Lil Wayne - Upgrade U (THE DROUGHT 3)

I Know you See The Gwap 'Cause Getting Money Is What We On

Riding Drop Top In The Winter With The Heat On

Bad Yella Bitch Keep My Passenger Seat Warm

Leg Hanging Out The Winda you Ain't Got These On

Bitch Holla It Is Lil Weezy

They Can Not See Me They Are Like Stevie

I Am Barrington like Levy

I Circle Your House Like Bee-Bee

Colder than The He-Be-Gee-Bees

Never Give Free Bees 75 Thousand For These Beats

Shid I Can Get A 100 Thousand Up In These Jeans

Big Stacks My Pockets on creatine

Young Money Dipset Nigga We A Team

If you Don't Like It Nigga Fuck you No Vaseline

Errr I Peel Off In The Lamborghini

Like A Tangerine Got The Industry Straight Shaking Like A Tambourine

Like A Bitch With Some Lips Like Angaline Not Jolie

Hoe Lee Got Flow Id Go Where No Other Guy Go

Fuck You Hoe I'm So 5 0 4

I Hope Every Snitch Die Slow

Hip-Hop That's My Hoe I Know She Know I Like It Wet

Don't Want No Dry Hoe

Alright Bitch I Am D-Boy No Decoy And I Will Straight Up Destroy

Any Boy or man and I Prefer Money then Bitches Are Just Need For

We Are Young Money Bitches And I Am The Lee-Dor

He Are Currency Mac Maine And Bboy And I Just Signed

A Chick Named Nicky Ne-Norge

 

And Me I'm Still Spitten Like A Retard

And These Niggas Soft They Should Be Rapping In Leotards

Nigga We In Charge Baby Put Me In Charge

And I'm Just Murdering Niggas Free Of Charge

You Dig Just Holla Back I See You Sarge

And I'm So Fucking High I Could Eat A Star

Yeah And Let Me Upgrade you

you May Not Be A Model But I Can Front Page You

you Know I'm Nasty Excuse My Behavior

Let Me Just Taste You We Can Fuck Later

Sitting In The Coop Looking Like A Racer

Top Peeled Back Like The Skin Of A Potato

Seat Way Back Listen To Anita Baker

Riding By Myself Smoking Weed By The Acre

Hollygrove Gata Ain't Nobody Greater

Leave With Some Bullet Holes The Size Of Craters

you Ain't Heard The Latest Weezy F The Greatest

Battle Anybody Nigga Fuck Away Your Favorite

It's A New Game And I'm The Coach Like Avery

Leave It To The Flow We Getting Doe Like A Bakery

I Don't Really Want To But These Niggas Making Me

Put A Motherfucker On Ice Like The Maple leaves

That's A Hockey Team And I Ain't On No Hockey Team

But I'm A Champion Where's The Fucking rocky theme?

Damn Rest In Peace Applo Creed

I'm a Monster Everyday Is Halloween

A lot Of Syrup A lot Of Pills And A Lot Of Weed

And I Keep My Pockets Green Like A Pot Of Peas

And If you Hating Baby you Can Get A Shot Of These

These Nut In Your Mouth Can you Swallow Please

Ha ha Yeah I'm So Hot I Freeze

Big Balls And They Jangle Like A lot Of Keys

Even Deaf Bitches Say Hi To Me

She Tell The Blind Bitches She Say I Gotta See

Young Carter Darling Understand I Am Micheal Jordan Balling

Yes I'm a Dog I'm a Haul You Homie

I'm a Boss You Man Is Just An Employer Mommy

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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 & shyt

Don'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 Mirl

Hey 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

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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

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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 goes

Lifestyles of the rich and famous

Bought a big house and a whole lot of rangers

A fresh new couch and a whole lot of trainers

A closet full of clothes and some brand new dangers

And

Some Mexican floral arrangers

A great big TV that

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I really love the Jay-Z rhymes on the Kanye song "Diamonds":

 

How could you falter?

When you're the Roc of Gibraltar

I had to get off the boat so I could walk on water

This ain't no tall order, this is nothing to me

Difficult takes a day, impossible takes a week

I 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

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From the Roots:

 

Kids call theyself killers let they hammers do the talkin

Don't even know the meaning of life, ain't seen a thing

and you dream of floodin the scenery with, llello and greenery

But for now, you stickin her with the heavy machinery

Wonder how, you lift it up, be only 17

And like e'rybody he wanna shine, young brothers on the grind

Holdin somethin in they spine, "Bowling for Columbine"

Stressin to me how it's all about a dollar sign

Dig the way you out of line, out of sight and out of mind

Up against the clock and damn near out of time

"The Tipping Point" has arrived, and that's the bottom line

To 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.

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These two verses from Black Thought and Common may have been hip hop's finest hour:

 

[black Thought]

The anticipation arose as time froze

I stared off the stage with my eyes closed and dove

into the deep cosmos

The impact pushed back, the first five rows

But before the raw live shows

I remember I'se a little snot-nosed

Rockin Gazelle, goggles and Izod clothes

Learnin the ropes of ghetto survival

Peepin out the situation I had to slide through

Had to watch my back my front plus my sides too

When it came to gettin mine I ain't tryin, to argue

Sometimes I wouldn'ta made it if it wasn't for you

Hip-Hop, you the love of my life and that's true

When I was handlin the shit I had to do

It was all for you, from the door for you

Speak through you, gettin paper on tour for you

From the start, Thought was down by law for you

Used to hit up every corner store wall for you

We ripped shit, and kept it hardcore for you

I remember late nights, steady rockin the mic

Hip-Hop, you the love of my life

 

So tell the people like that y'all (that y'all)

And it sounds so nice

Hip-Hop, you the love of my life

We bout to take it to the top..

 

[Common]

Yo, yo I was speakin, to my guy 'Riq and

How she was desperately seekin to Organize in a Konfusion

Usin, no protection, told H.E.R. on _Resurrection_

Caught in the Hype Williams, and lost H.E.R. direction

Gettin 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-ed

In the mix on tape, niggaz had her in the buff

When we touch, it was more than just a fuck

The Police, in her I found peace (like who?)

Like Malcolm in the East

Seen H.E.R. on the streets of New York, trickin off

Tried to make a hit with H.E.R. but my dick went soft

Movin weight, losin weight, not picky - with who she choose to date

To confuse the hate, with her struggle I relate

Close to thirty, most of the niggaz she know is dirty

Havin more babies than Lauryn, she started showin early

As of late I realized, that this is H.E.R. fate

Or destiny that brings the best of me

It's like God is testin me

In _Retrospect_ I see she brought _Life_ and death to me

Peace to us collectively, live and direct when we perform

It's just coffee shop chicks and white dudes

Over H.E.R. I got into it with that nigga Ice Cube

Now the fight moved to in life, makin the right moves

Besides God and family, you my life's jewel

Like that y'all

Hip-Hop.. [echoes]

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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

All genres are afflicted by this, rap especially, but it is worth being selective, if the genre is one you enjoy.

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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

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"And I promise to learn to love the way I've learned to fear

To unknot all the inhibitions tangled in my hair

To let my ego mound in piles around the barber chair

And make a graceful exit from my vexed troubled years

I've decided I've been invited to my own resort

Where knights can leave their armor neatly piled by the door

And every woman, child, and man will gather by the shore

and study how sea lions swim in cursive"

-Sage Francis, Sea Lion

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Immortal Technique, "Bin Laden"

 

They say the rebels in Iraq still fight for Saddam

But that's bullshit, I'll show you why it's totally wrong

Cuz if another country invaded the hood tonight

It'd be warfare through Harlem, and Washington Heights

I wouldn't be fightin' for Bush or White America's dream

I'd be fightin' for my people's survival and self-esteem

I wouldn't fight for racist churches from the south, my nigga

I'd be fightin' to keep the occupation out, my nigga

You ever clock someone who talk shit, or look at you wrong?

Imagine if they shot at you, and was rapin' your moms

And of course Saddam Hussein had chemical weapons

We sold him that shit, after Ronald Reagan's election

Mercenary contractors fightin' a new era

Corporate military bankin' off the war on terror

They controllin' the ghetto, with the failed attack

Tryna distract the fact that they engineerin' the crack

So I'm strapped like Lee Malvo holdin' a sniper rifle

These bullets'll touch your kids, and I don't mean like Michael

Your body be sent to the morgue, stripped down and recycled

I fire on house niggaz that support you and like you

Cuz innocent people get murdered in the struggle daily

And poor people never get shit and struggle daily

This ain't no alien conspiracy theory, this shit is real

Written on the dollar underneath the Masonic seal

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Blackalicious- Make You Feel That Way

 

 

[Verse One]

Up an early for the hope of a brand new day

See a homie you ain't seen since back in the day

Fresh haircut fitted wit a fat ass fade

End of work, we chilling on a Saturday

How you felt when you first heard the data came

Rakim KRS hey I had that tape

Cooling out with ol girl on a fat ass date

Find a hundred dollar bill wow man that's great

Get promoted at your job up to management

Plot a long time finally a plan has made it

Time I feel I wanna shout, man its real that way

Wanna think of things that make you feel that way

 

[Verse Two]

Christmas day when your mamma got your first bike

Type of feeling when you went and when your first fight

How your team felt winning championship games

Celebrate in a huddle dancing in this rain

Have a thought see a shooting star cross your screen

Put in hard work finally your living your dream

Deaf man get his hearing now in come vibes

Blind man get sight see his first sunrise

Dumb man speaking out, now he's load and clear

Earth through your chout smile so proud ya wear

Going in your third eye for the styles ya hear

Making music that'll bump for a thousand years

Eating right feeling conscience like health is first

Said a prayer that's sincere and you felt it work

Times I feel I wanna shout, man it's real that way

When I'm thinking things that make you feel that way

 

[Verse Three]

All up in her vibe something coming over me

Summer days more likely that you notice breezes

Winter days more likely that you notice heat

When I'm warm more likely that you notice me

In the dark it's more likely that you notice light

In the light more likely that you notice night

Hungry more appreciation for that meal

Dead broke more appreciation for that grill

A bad day'll make you really notice ones that's good

And that'll make things a little better understood

Times I feel I wanna shout, man it's real that way

When I think of things that make you feel that way

Make you feel that way...

 

(Ya know its like ahh like the most greatest feeling you could ever feel

you like just total illation. Sunny day, just that day.

You know its just like you know just the most joyous feeling

you 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)

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Pete Rock & CL Smooth- When They Reminisce Over You

 

I reminisce for a spell, or shall i say think back

22 years ago to keep it on track

The birth of a child on the 8th of october

A toast but my granddaddy came sober

Countin all the fingers and the toes

Now i suppose, you hope the little black boy grows, huh

18 years younger than my mama

But i really got beatings cause the girl loved drama

In single parenthood there i stood

By the time she was 21, had another one

This one's a girl, let's name her pam

Same father as the first but you don't give a damn

Irresponsible, plain not thinking

Papa said chill but the brother keep winking

Still he won't down you or tear out your hide

On your side while the baby maker slide

But mama got wise to the game

The youngest of five kids, hon here it is

After 10 years without no spouse

Momma's gettin married in the house

Listen, positive over negative for the women and master

Mother queen's risin a chapter

Deja vu, tell you what i'm gonna do

When they reminisce over you, my god

 

 

[pete rock]

 

My god

It's so...

Yeah, so lovely

That's how we like to do it in the 90's

Pete rock & cl smooth comin' atcha...

 

 

Verse two:

 

[cl]

 

When i date back i recall a man off the family tree

My right hand poppa doc i see

Took me from a boy to a man so i always had a father

When my biological didn't bother

Taking care of this so who am i to bicker

Not a bad ticker but i'm clocking pop's liver

But you can never say that his life is through

5 kids at 21 believe he got a right too

Here we go while i check the scene

With the portugese lover at the age of 14

The same age, front page, no fuss

But i bet you all your dough, they live longer than us

Never been senile, that's where you're wrong

But give the man a taste and he's gone

Noddin off, sleep to a jazz tune

I can hear his head banging on the wall in the next room

I get the pillow and hope i don't wake him

For this man do cuss, hear it all in verbatim

Telling me how to raise my boy unless he's taking over

I said pop maybe when you're older

We laughed all night about the hookers at the party

My old man standing yelling good god, almighty

Use your condom, take sips of the brew

When they reminisce over you, for real

 

[pete rock]

 

For real, baby

Like that

We for real

Comin' atcha...

In '92

Pete rock & cl smooth

Yeah, c'mon, hit me!

 

 

Verse three:

 

[cl]

 

I reminisce so you never forget this

The days of wayback, so many bear witness the fitness

Take the first letter out of each word in this joint

Listen close as i prove my point

T to the r-uh-o-y, how did you and i meet?

In front of big lou's, fighting in the street

But only you saw what took many time to see

I dedicate this to you for believing in me

Rain or shine, yes in any weather

My grandmom pam holds the family together

My uncle doc's the greatest better yet the latest

If we're talking about a car, uncle sterling got the latest

I strive to be live 'cause i got no choice

And run my own business like my aunt joyce

So pete rock hit me, nuff respect due

When they reminisce over you, listen

 

[pete rock]

 

Listen, just listen

To the funky song as i rock on

And that's word is bond

I'm not playin

Everybody, just coolin

This song we dedicate

To the one and only

Never be another

He was my brother

Trouble t-roy

It's like that y'all

And you don't stop

Pete rock and cl smooth for '92

And we out, later

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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.

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I'm black

And I'm loud

And I'm proud

And I'm amped

Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps.

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Lupe Fiasco (featuring Gemini)- Dumb it Down

 

I'm fearless

Now hear this

I'm earless

And I'm peer-less

That means I'm eyeless

Which means I'm tearless

Which means my iris resides where my ears is

Which means I'm blinded

But I'mma find it I can feel it's nearness

But I'mma veer so I don't come near

Like a chicken or a deer

But I remember I'm not a listener or a seer so my windshield smear

Here, you steer, I really shouldn't be behind this, clearly cause my blindness

The windshield is minstrel, the whole grill is roadkill, so trill and so sincere. Yeah, I'm both them there

Took both pills, when a bloke in a trench coat and the locs in the chair had approached him here

And he clear as a ghost, so a biter of the throats in the mirror

The writer of the quotes for the ghosts who supplier of the notes to the living

Riveting 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 mouthless

Which means I'm soundless

Now as far as the hearing, I've found it

It was as far as the distance from the earring to the ground is

But the doorknockers on the ear of a stewardess in a Lear

She 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 time

Pimp C the wings on the underground king

Who's also Klingon

To infinity and beyond

Something really stinks, but I Spinks like Leon

Or lying in the desert

I'm flying on Pegasus you're flying on the pheasant

Rider of the white powder, picker of the fire flowers, spit hot fire like Dylon on Chappelle's skit

Yeah, 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 brainless

Which means I'm headless

Like Ichabod Crane is

Or foreplay-less sex is

Which makes me stainless

With no neck left to hang the chain with

Which makes me necklace-less

Like a necklace theft

And I ain't used my headrest yet

They said they need proof like a vestless chest 'bout the best, fair F-F-jet in the nest

Who exudes confidence and excess depth

Even Scuba Steve would find it hard to breathe

Around these leagues

My snorkle is a tuba, Lu the ruler around these seas

Westside Poseidon, Westside beside'em, chest high and rising

Almost touching the knees of stewardess and the pilot

Lucky they make you flowered

Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves

David Blaine

Make it rain

You Make a boat

I make a plane

Then, I pull the plug and I make it drain

Until 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

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