Average Homeboy, no doubt. :grinpimp:
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i got one for yall one of my fav...
1996, the disfunctional member of the alkohaliks family It’s xzibit, bring it live, one time, like this Verse one Sometimes I wonder if it’s all worth my while Xzibit stay versitile With million dollar lifestyle And I can feel it as a child growin’ up The n****z that were real and the *****z that were scared as fuck That’s why xzibit only roll with a chosen few You ain’t really real, I can tell when I look at you So ease off the trigga talk, you ain’t killin shit It’s not affecting me or the click that I’m rolling with I don’t believe the hype or buy a woof ticket ***** you make a gang of noise and never seem like a cricket I guess that’s why we never kick it A lot of rappers are soft and get tossed tryin to come with the liquid How many rappers do you know like this? Always claimin that they’re riding but they really turn bitch It don’t make sense Either you’re a soldier from the start Or an actor with a record deal tryin to play the part Like dat Chorus: It’s a shame *****z in the rap game Only for the money and the fame Extra large (extra large) It’s a shame *****z in the rap game Only for the money and the fame Paparazzi (2x) Verse two See I don’t need no lights no cameras all i got is actiom Never no superstar I’m more like a planet So my composure is kept while others start to sweat A merchant from the fog with my fucked up dialogue Try to live high on the hog leaves you bankrupt And people you spent it on, would not give a fuck Now that’s deep, how deep, it’s deeper than atlantis Home of the scandalous Big bad los angeles Dangerous, vandelous Yo, not to be trusted pretending to be hard Not being scared by the boulevard I’m pulling that card and sayin gin as i begin Flowin like liquid, soak it in your chin I’m breakin it down, my sounds, so crowds are like deaf From the west Put your whole city to the test It’s all in perspective Breaker one-nine copy This is for the people gettin caught up in the paparazzi Chorus Verse three *****z smoke stress and cross dress But Xzibit just play the back while your going through schemes and pipe dreams For a contract Real tightly rolled, fuck ’em all thats how I feel I made a cool half mil Before I had a record deal There for you look and stare like it’s magic But too much of anything can make you an addict Whenever its time to static, break out the automatic I set it off straight, I spread hate, then I vacate, but wait Who dare to cross this path Yo, how do ya like math Cut slash, make a blood bath So on behalf of all *****z I get drunk with Smokin blunts with I dispose of your punk shit Keep it all in perspective Carbon copies gettin caught up in the paparazzi Once again, it´s the liquidation crew, and i return for you like this Chorus |
I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp
I live life like the captain of a sinking ship The one thing that I can guarantee I'm like a stepping raiser, I suggest you stay fair with me Been paying dues for a decade plus Before that I was just another face on the bus Tappin my foot, to the beat on the radio Dreaming bout the mic and the money and the ladies, Oh mom, I promise I'm gonna be large Some day I'm gonna stop trying to borrow your car Gonna go far, with charisma and skill Until they put my face on a million dollar bill Atmosphere, it's just a ten letter word Discretion is the name of my cement feathered bird And if you didn't hear, then fuck whatever's heard I think you got the sickness, I suggest you get it cured Caught up in the mix of a bottle full of fix I'ma hobble down the street till I reach Knob Creek It's not that I dont like you, I just dont want to speak You fucking freak, now keep your days out my week The world keeps a balance, through mathematics Defined by whatever you've added and subtracted I'm pushin on the hammer to trigger the brain Embrace how I live, cause God loves ugly (Hook) God Loves Ugly.. God Loves Ugly.. (echos) (Verse 2) Once upon a time in Minneapolis, yo I damn near had to steal the show I stepped on the stage, who is it? My name's Slug, I've come to kill a couple minutes And what's up with the way that everybody gathers around Each other, so they can steal each other's sound If it's all about getting down, when they get down How long I gotta wait for these fools to sit down? Appears more clear in it's simplest form Nobody sees tears when you're standin' in the storm Abandonin' the norm, and handlin' the harvest Measurin the worth by the depth of the hardship I welcome all the hatred you can aim at my name I held onto the sacred ways of how to play the game When the soldiers started runnin short on rations I began tappin' the egg to spark the hatchin' Make it happen, and take this captain to the gallows I keep steering us into an area that's shallow Talking to my shadow, he advised me not to worry Said, I should plant my tree and let it rise out of the fury So give me some light, a little love and some liquid, I'ma creep through the night and put a plug in the spigot And when the water grows, and the dam starts to overflow I'll float on top the flood holdin' on to my ugly (Hook) God Loves Ugly.. God Loves Ugly.. (echos) (Verse 3) Why scream, when you can lose yourself inside the widescreen? Let life be a bowl of melted ice cream Or be the deer that's caught in my high beams I'm rolling with the brights on, Scared stiff, reality is just too much to bear with Paranoid, walking around, careless, No wonder your in love your therapist Go to sleep my little time bomb (Hook) God Loves Ugly.. God Loves Ugly.. (echos) |
Originally Posted by hitman619
fabulous is ill....:)
agreed ^^^^^^^^x100 a lot of rapper were exposed in that video:run: :wtc: :noes: :lmfao: :rofl: The first time I saw that shit, I laughed so hard :rofl: |
Ni**as alway be talkin' 'bout peace, know what I'm sayin'?
"Peace, my brother...Peace this, peace that", know what I'm sayin'? But, uh...everytime I try to get a peace of mind, Ni**as try to get a piece of mine, so I gotta grab my piece. |
[Verse One: Andre]
Yeah Oh yes I love her like Egyptian, want a description, my royal highness So many plusses when I bust that there can't be no minus Went from yellin crickets and crows, bitches and hoes to queen thangs Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen thangs like Kilroy, chill boi because them folks might think you soft talkin like that, man fuck them *****z I'm goin off and comin right back, like boomerangs when you throw em With these old ghetto poems, Bankhead is better for em When they can let they throw em, down from hitchikin and bitin *****z until the temple they call the body, now everybody got it Had it, talked about it amongst they friends Comin around my crew lookin Jazzy, wanna pretend like you Ms. Goodie, Four-Shoes, even Bo knew, that you got poked like accupuncture patients while our nation is a boat Straight sinkin, I hate thinkin that these the future mommas of our chillun, they fuckin a different ***** every time they get the feelin to, I'm willin to go the extra kilo-meter just to see my senorita get her pillow on the side of my bed where no good ever stay House and doctor was the games we used to play but now it's real Jazzy Belle... [Verse Two: Big Boi] See what if you was a playa real playa not no slouch Havin the very best of life lots of steak and Perignon Smokin an ounce of weed yeah every single day was personal FreakNik Freakin these hoes in Polo clothes life as you conceived it but your conception, deception, lookin into your watch I see you weapon and it's depressin, they're diggin up in your thighs leavin deposits keep your closets open not your boots and drawers Hopin to get you sprung like bell-bottoms, steadily callin me Antwan cause you thinkin that you my lady bitch don't play me cause you're chanky I wanted to hit that ass but me and the Goodie we got danky So thank thee, you runnin that Southerplayalistic game You was the only one to blame, a ***** don't even know yo' name it's a shame, you crackin em up and fuckin a ***** like Tupac up I'm leavin these foes to be the flowers and wake don't get me see I gotta be feedin my daughter, teach her to be that Natural Woman Cause you'll be Waiting to Exhale while you other hoes be Dumb and Dumber, yeah you know what I'm sayin? [Verse Three: Andre, Big Boi] One two, yessss, ummkay, check this out right here now See me ain't no good, in the black on black 'Llac no star Windows are tinted so that no one knows who us are Talk bad about her ***** guaranteed to snap like bra Strap stickin together like grandma and grandpa-pa In this dog eat dog world, kitty cats be scratchin on my furry coat to curl, up with me and my bowl of kibbles and bits I want to earl, cause most of the girls that we was likin in high school, now they dykein *laughin* Havin no mercy for the disrespect-ful ones, some be hangin around the crew lookin for funds, dumb deaf and fine, they be, askin me all about mine How she doin how she be, I know she's sippin that wine behind my back they skwak like vultures Off and On like Trendz of Cultures baby hey he, fakin it like these sculptured, nails But they can go to hell and lay with Lucifer Cause they burnin anyway, Big Boi user and abuser ---------------------- |
Aquemini is still my favorite album of all time.
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Originally Posted by dubcac
Aquemini is still my favorite album of all time.
ATLiens is a close second, though. "Babylon" I came into this world high as a bird From second hand cocain powder i know it sounds absurd I never tooted but its in my veins While the rest of the country bungies off bridges Without no snap back and bitches they say they need that To shake they fannies in the ass clubs they go the other route turn each other out burn each other out where a bonified ***** like me can't even get no back rub these days ain't that bleak on they part but let me hold it down cause they shut you down when you speak from your heart now that's hard while we rantin and ravin bout gats ***** they made them gats they got some shit that'll blow out our backs from where they stay at [Chorus:] Ooooh, I fear the battle's just begun Ooooh, though we're here someday we will be gone so i'm hopin, wishin, prayin to keep my faith in you, in you (yo, yo, yo in background) I'm fascinated by the way yo nipples peak at me through yo blouse freaky me, freaky you can't help but be aroused 'scuse me lord less for thinkin but that's the way we was brought up sneakin to watch playboy at night we all must be caught up in worldly ways Chemistry between boys and girls is alot like when we went to the woods and laid with the squirrels durin P.E., we'd be exploring each others privates hunchin with all our clothes on until we felt excited then, aaaah oh now its on from here on out put yo hands in the atmosphere if you know what i'm talkin bout now if two hearts done walk on out and i see you on the next song they call it horny Because its devilish now see we dead wrong [Chorus] People don't know the stress i'm dealing with day to day Speakin about the feeling i'm possessing for Rene Mopin around and wondering where she stay saw her last that she lay give it another day i say but the lord he taketh away now give it back lawd cause that's like backboards without the rims me and my auntie was tight like southwest before the pinks moved in like the *****s that owned the ligour store crack cocaine, pimps and whores livin up on this earth before a ***** like daddy was born but they makin a scene that my music and crime are a team but i'm speakin the truth not dreams so what in the fuck they mean my lyrics ain't clean [Chorus] |
Still one of my all time favorite rhymes right here:
Ladies and gentlemen The KitKat Club is proud to present Something new something different So would you please give a warm welcome to The Rhythm Well I came here for something funky to happen Is this Christmas cuz everybody's rappin You better get sparked by the song that I sing Although my name ain't Martin Luther But I'm considered the king yo my beats pumped by the mic I clamp I don't need an amplifier my brain is the amp I got the beats that make you tingle make your body mingle Like you got the fever for the flavor of a Pringle Weak I say not so I'm just like Picasso A pioneer I am here Ask me how I got so fly Any sense that I can give 'em a New Beginning Stevie-o and my dope rythm I sent the Lord master give a mental harm My sole chief belief is that Islam My beats pumped so let it grab ya I got a trick but my name ain't Ali-Babba So open Sessame Neva heard the best of me Betcha all the people intheplaceiswacknowlet'ssee It's a New Beginning, my name Kwame And if you didn't know I could tell you that I'm a Mellow cool brotha Slicker than oil Rap get so hot it makes the spit boil The Rhythm Not the avarage rapper the K is more Ryhmes like the thunderbolt of the mighty Thor Pick a cell cuz I can conquer boy I break MCs like a Tonka Toy Smooth suave savage yet debonair Come in the party yeah I see you stop and stare To hear the man to only have yo hand shook You dress too cute to me you have the Jordache look Cuz I'm the mystical Rap is polyphysical Ask about Kwame hey say he is a musical fellow he always mellow He's neva highstung spunk and when the mic is near him it cleva I run smooth like Moet recite just like a poet Ain't my slam oh man I know it Cuz when I'm on the mic while boys say oh golly chick on my tip like a hip on poly grip I go cameo be on the grammy show I be sleek as a sheik out freak ganny ho in the panty hose pumping close yo my rhymes slam well I suppose cuz I'm might neader um go washin that again to write a fresh rhyme you know I can again Cuz I destroy plus I'm like a hemmorid strong like a steroid avoid the Noid The Rhythm The black can take the M A X And as I step in the party that's when they ask for me to get on strong no fear like a Gladiator turn on steam up MC like a radiator Play 'em all out executioner style Speak my peace just release refusing to smile This is serious though I rap a little humor But still MC I hear assume I could neva bust a fat rap twice and at that price on any mic you gave me I got nice A push a pull up a sit up get up I'm fed up shut ya lip up and let's go head up Poisionus as venom no mistakes in 'em Gucci on silk you got Vasco in denim No my name ain't taco Emilio or Paco but Kwame boy and I got yo Chick on the side cuz she sweatin' my tip Gave a peck on the neck just to wetten my lip I don't drop my pants for those Raggedy Anns just to pass up a chance on a kids romance I should have blown this mic like I said I might Got the force of 20 men like a Jedi knight And it's kinda hard for me not to do it slow so I gotta go The Rhythm |
Originally Posted by Nightshade
Still one of my all time favorite rhymes right here:
Ladies and gentlemen The KitKat Club is proud to present Something new something different So would you please give a warm welcome to The Rhythm Well I came here for something funky to happen Is this Christmas cuz everybody's rappin You better get sparked by the song that I sing Although my name ain't Martin Luther But I'm considered the king yo my beats pumped by the mic I clamp I don't need an amplifier my brain is the amp I got the beats that make you tingle make your body mingle Like you got the fever for the flavor of a Pringle Weak I say not so I'm just like Picasso A pioneer I am here Ask me how I got so fly Any sense that I can give 'em a New Beginning Stevie-o and my dope rythm I sent the Lord master give a mental harm My sole chief belief is that Islam My beats pumped so let it grab ya I got a trick but my name ain't Ali-Babba So open Sessame Neva heard the best of me Betcha all the people intheplaceiswacknowlet'ssee It's a New Beginning, my name Kwame And if you didn't know I could tell you that I'm a Mellow cool brotha Slicker than oil Rap get so hot it makes the spit boil The Rhythm Not the avarage rapper the K is more Ryhmes like the thunderbolt of the mighty Thor Pick a cell cuz I can conquer boy I break MCs like a Tonka Toy Smooth suave savage yet debonair Come in the party yeah I see you stop and stare To hear the man to only have yo hand shook You dress too cute to me you have the Jordache look Cuz I'm the mystical Rap is polyphysical Ask about Kwame hey say he is a musical fellow he always mellow He's neva highstung spunk and when the mic is near him it cleva I run smooth like Moet recite just like a poet Ain't my slam oh man I know it Cuz when I'm on the mic while boys say oh golly chick on my tip like a hip on poly grip I go cameo be on the grammy show I be sleek as a sheik out freak ganny ho in the panty hose pumping close yo my rhymes slam well I suppose cuz I'm might neader um go washin that again to write a fresh rhyme you know I can again Cuz I destroy plus I'm like a hemmorid strong like a steroid avoid the Noid The Rhythm The black can take the M A X And as I step in the party that's when they ask for me to get on strong no fear like a Gladiator turn on steam up MC like a radiator Play 'em all out executioner style Speak my peace just release refusing to smile This is serious though I rap a little humor But still MC I hear assume I could neva bust a fat rap twice and at that price on any mic you gave me I got nice A push a pull up a sit up get up I'm fed up shut ya lip up and let's go head up Poisionus as venom no mistakes in 'em Gucci on silk you got Vasco in denim No my name ain't taco Emilio or Paco but Kwame boy and I got yo Chick on the side cuz she sweatin' my tip Gave a peck on the neck just to wetten my lip I don't drop my pants for those Raggedy Anns just to pass up a chance on a kids romance I should have blown this mic like I said I might Got the force of 20 men like a Jedi knight And it's kinda hard for me not to do it slow so I gotta go The Rhythm you didn't go there:bowdown: i played that tape till it stretch and broke...
Originally Posted by dubcac
Aquemini is still my favorite album of all time.
Originally Posted by Black2KGSR
I'm gonna have to agree with you.
ATLiens is a close second, though. Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik > aquemini > AtLiens:) |
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