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[dude22]

Zonin' by Gangstarr

Yo I pop your lid, I got to live
I ain't tall but I can show y'all what a problem is
I like to zone, I'm nice with chrome
I keep a vast stash of Magnums cause I like to bone
I play the game, I stay the same
But I can switch styles, pick files, I'm like gravy train
Shot the witness, got the bitches
Still in the streets with my heat about to shock the business
I handle biz, I cancel kids
Just like Allen I'ma show 'em what "The Answer" is
I'm after props, I spaz a lot
And yo I'm deadin all the bullshit 'til my casket drops
You know me boy, you owe me boy
You wanna end up in my trunk dyin slowly boy?
I'm confident, I'm on some shit
Cause I been knowin already you was on the dick
I'm zonin

[PicHunter]

I flow sickly ridin bumpin old biggie
Roll wit me or lose wait Nicole Richie
Fuck plat if I don’t reach diamond fame
Ill treat a nigga face like that old simon game
I figured out why men try us cause we o-d on rims and thin tires
For that we Len Bias
All it takes a punch he ain’t brave he a punk
I’ll put his family in boxes meet the Brady Bunch
How yall feel yall selves Shaquille yall selves
Us cowboys don’t need you you Bill Parcell
And you ain’t gotta empty ya pockets when the K’s out
Whatever you holdin is mine you my Paypal
See I don’t get how this guy is a treat
I’ll make his life a net por pie to the neck
Ride or die or do both nigga ride to the death
I’ll acapella the whole left side of his chest
Not retiring still got that pension pendin
Tryna pop the hood and see the engine messin
Double barrel shotgun how ya men get missin
She got pretty brown eyes and she in mint condition
Or the sig in the car you dissin muah
Get the ratchet go home and just Chris Benoit
I tell a bird like it is you promise the broad
I one line her you Isaiah Thomas the broad
I can send a clip cartridge at a nemesis target
And catch a R.O.R. on some Jena 6 charges
Nah I put the thing away
I don’t even need a whole handle to flip em all it takes is one finger wave
But in the bing for days show you how I’m real
Come home to the truck with the Optimus Prim grille
Handin out crack got the scene poppin off
They not sleepin on em the fiends is noddin off
For real tell me how you a thug and you Superman (Nigga)
I just seen you in the club doing the Superman (I Said Nigga!)
A bunch of clowns holmes all
I need in this world is the pound chrome Huxtable brownstone
Major paper cake by the layers
If these dudes is live I’m the created player
They callin em kings when they so so hot
Somethings wrong wit that picture must be photoshopped
I don’t promote violence but when sparking the flame Blam
Arms start waving like the Carlton Banks dance
When them tools go pop it move whole blocks
Come around wit cha dog or get Kujo shot
These emcee’s is lame I tryta be an emcee wit brains
These niggas is M.C. Brain
Yeah nice rapper just far from bein nice
Im on the rooftop recordin and niggas is bein sniped
That’s light

[Trent215]

Soulja Boy Off In This Hoe
Watch Me Crank It
Watch Me Roll
Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
Then Super Man Dat Hoe
Now Watch Me yua
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yua!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yua!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yua!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

[Verse 1:]
Soulja Boy Off In This Hoe
Watch Me Lean And Watch Me Rock
Super Man Dat Hoe
Then Watch Me Crank Dat Robocop
Super Fresh, Now Watch Me Jock
Jocking On Them Haterz Man
When I Do Dat Soulja Boy
I Lean To The Left And Crank Dat thing
(Now Yua!)
I'm Jocking On Yo Bitch Ass
And If We Get The Fightin
Then I'm Cocking On Your Bitch ass
You Catch Me At Yo Local Party
Yes I Crank It Everyday
Haterz Get Mad Cuz
"I got me some bapes today"

[Chorus x2]


[Verse 2:]
I'm Bouncin On My Toe
Watch Me Super Soak Dat Hoe
I'ma Pass It To Arab
Then He Gon crank it up 4 show (sho)
Haterz Wanna Be Me
Soulja Boy, I'm The Man
They Be Lookin At My Neck
Sayin This The Rubberband Man (Man)
Watch Me Do It (Watch Me Do It)
Dance (Dance)
Let Get To It (Let Get To It)
Nope, You Can't Do It Like Me
Hoe, So Don't Do It Like Me
Folk, I See You Tryna Do It Like Me
Man That Shit Was Ugly

[Chorus x4]

[Hook:]
Im 2 clean off in this hoe
Watch me crank it
Watch me roll
Watch me crank that roosavelt
And super soak that Hoe [x10]

Im to fresh up in this bitch
Watch me shuffle
Watch me jig
Watch me crank my shoulder work
Super man that bitch [x6]

[modogthemonkey]

Somebody let me out this limousine (hey, let me out!)
I'm a caged demon, on stage screamin like Rage Against the Machine
I'm convinced I'm a fiend, shootin up while this record is spinnin
Clinically brain dead, I don't need a second opinion
Fuck droppin the jewel, I'm flippin the sacred treasure
I'll bite your motherfuckin style, just to make it fresher
I can't take the pressure, I'm sick of bitches
Sick of naggin bosses bitchin while I'm washin dishes
In school I never said much, too busy havin a headrush
Doin too much rush had my face flushed like red blush
Then I went to Jim Beam, that's when my face grayed
Went to gym in eighth grade, raped the women's swim team
Don't take me for a joke I'm no comedian
Too many mental problems got me snortin coke and smokin weed again
I'm goin up over the curb, drivin on the median
Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in.

Just don't give a fuck.

[Unhinged]

I got these freaky hoes
Clappin they hands, stompin they feet
Every now and then they put they mouth on me.
Nowadays a G like me can't even call it
A 23 year old pussy fiend and freakaholic
Pimpin bitches on the regular, I put that on a G
A hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be
Lemme drop some shit about this bitch I used to know
She gave ya boy the head and said don't let nobody know.
A bonafide pro, I had to grab the hoe
She got freaky in yo sixty-fo, I skeeted in her throat
Been knowin the hoe for fo days, pimpery pays
And I bet you didn't know that she go both ways
She ate her best friend, I left them hoes at the mo
They be beepin me and shit, but we don't kick it no mo
Them hot hoes is fiendin, they on the nuts
But bitch, I'm out ya pussy when I nut, for real

[WESLEYPIPES]

Abdominal - Vicious Battle Raps.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A7aBAewIKQo - Cause you'll need to hear it to grasp it's awesomeness.

I like to rap a lot so permit me to rap a little,
My name is Abdominal, I'll make you laugh and giggle,
Just like a little school girl when I'm touching the mike,
Me and the crap rappers, nothing alike,
Because they're crap,
And I'm not,
Care to demonstrate?
Why not,
Let me take this little opportunity so you can see how you and me be different when it comes to fluency, the crowd be rooting me and booing thee, first the three lines that you be polluting the atmosphere with, you get subjected to scrutiny, stupidly oblivious to this soon-to-be mutiny on the part of the crowd, eventually even your crew would be,
'Abdominal, he's pretty damn good'
So get off the stage man,
Won't you remove those bananas from your earholes and pay attention,
In the long run, this will bring everyone less tension,
And I won't be forced to have to hit you with these vicious battle raps,
But really less battle raps than straight-up facts,
Kinda like a news report,
'Untrue'? Fuck you be this Jews retort,
You lose your sport, can't you see your predicament?
Nurse, gauze, and lots of ligament,
Victim sent courtesy of a friendly neighbourhood Abdominal,
Doing his best to fill the hospitals,
They say he's some sort of musical vigilante, on a one an crusade to do away with anything even remotely whack,
He rips the lips off of rappers and freeze their tracks.
We really can't thank him enough, I'd like to shake his hand,
Say thanks for taking a stand, evacuating the land from the uncreative and bland
(Nurse): Doctor is it true when they say that he's as handsome as a deity?
Like a chiselled Greek God,
Plus nimble like a tree frog, possessing the strength of ten men,
Who each possess the strength of ten men!
(Nurse): In other words the strength of a hundred men?
Nurse, please don't interrupt me when I'm in the midst of a homage to this folk legend, rumour has it that he's bench-pressing 400 pounds and that's with the left arm alone.
(Nurse): What about the right?
Writing poems

[TheEnforcer]

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block

[_Alexis_]

God's on your side, shit im aight with that
Cuz we gon' reload them clips and come on right back
It's a fact homie
You go against me you fucked!
I hit the drop if you could duck your luckier then lady luck
Look nigga
Don't think you safe cuz you moved out the hood
Cuz your moma still around dawg and that ain't good
If you get smart you be shookin' me
Cuz I get tired of lookin' for you, spray your momma crib
and let your ass look for me

[cbm]

God's on your side, shit im aight with that
Cuz we gon' reload them clips and come on right back
It's a fact homie
You go against me you fucked!
I hit the drop if you could duck your luckier then lady luck
Look nigga
Don't think you safe cuz you moved out the hood
Cuz your moma still around dawg and that ain't good
If you get smart you be shookin' me
Cuz I get tired of lookin' for you, spray your momma crib
and let your ass look for me

i laughed out loud when i read this....is this a joke?

[bluesheep]

Close Edge - Mos Def
Pull up to ya spot on low
Shine brighter than all o' them cats they got on glow
Layin' the cut like they not gon' know
Cuz if I gotta make a move dawg they not gonna know
This door marked private this is not fo' sho'
It's Mos Def what you call real fo' sho'
Is they what you call gangsta, hell no
They get a lil' pitch and go snitch to the po'
They all talk fast and they all think slow
I'm Mos Definite, not think so
Flood ya city with the black ink flow
And my crew ain't scared to let them things go
So, stop with the nonsense, like he conscious
I'm just alright dawg, I'm doin' great dawg
I don't play games so I don't playa hate y'all
Get it straight or get the fuck up out my face dawg
I'm like the second plane that made the tower's face off
That shit that let you know it's really not a game dawg
Your grind and my grind ain't the same dawg
I'm the catalog, you the same song
So cool and ol' school like '84
The one ya lil mami windin' up on ways for
The name that real niggaz got they hands raised for
Me and Mini got ya block yellow taped off

[SlOtH]

Big L
My crew be deliverin hot lead when gats are clenched
Rappers I jack and lynch
Nobody can fuck with the way I be killing the shit in rap events
Big L is the nigga you expect
To catch rep in any cassette deck
I'm so ahead of my time, my parents haven't met yet
I'm feeling like Billy Bathgate
My rap style is past great
I love to fuck a bitch from the back and watch her ass shake
I probably got your mommy sprung
Niggaz hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung
My clan plans to get Guillianni hung
Never had a gassed head
Got loot cause I stash bread
Try to tax and I'ma beat your fagot ass half-dead
I stomp white cops till they life stops
For a low price hops
Cause my blood is colder than an ice box
On 1-3-9 you don't want a block war
Cause my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor
And every time a mac eleven bucks
I'm killing at least seven ducks
I never was a follower of Reverend but
The bitch type I dislike, I'm rougher than a fist fight
All chicks ain't shit, ain't no such thing as Miss Right
So we can never be a couple hun
Fuck love, all I got for ho's is hard dick and bubble gum
And clown emcee's I be attacking quick
I'm on some rappin shit and some car jackin shit
I ran up on this nigga name Mac in a black ac
And put the gat to his cap, click-clack
Sorry jack but get up out of that
My 38 works great, so make a mistake and hesitate
I can't wait to demonstrate this nickel plate
He didn't listen to what I was speakin
He started reaching
So I left him sleepin with his temple leakin

[chr0nic]

Cypress Hill - High Times


Now this some baaad weeed...

B'Real:
The very first time I hit the weed I was young
Coughin up a lung, high strung, back in '81
Goin to school, hittin the buddah behind the bleachers
Comin to class high, sellin the lye to the teachers
Nickel bag, nickel bag, dime to a nickel
Sellin joints to the honeys suck it like an icicle
Others wanted the 40 but I wanted the weed
While everybody was runnin out, I was plantin my seeds
Homegrown, backyard boogie, I'm still stoned
Got my weed plants taller than your telephone's corner
I can remember when I could only get sess in those days
Now I'm rockin that chocolate thai, skunk and the haze
Roll a fat one, pass it to the left don't front
But I hate it when they don't take the seeds out the blunt
A bunch of blunt-rollers are like rookies on the field
Spillin the weed plant fuckin dookies with no skill
I should write a book, how to roll it then pass it
Light it, grow it, sell it and then divide it
Mr. Greenthumb, Dr. Weed, I proceed to give the herb man what they need
True indeed, blow your fuckin smoke up in the sky
And get high with your bong or your philly or dutchess give me a light

Chorus:
Grab the weed up, pack it in, put it in the pipe
Light it up, smoke a bowl, we puffin the lye right
Put your finger on the hole and hold it in brother
Take a puff, that's enough, and pass it to another

Get the weed sack, smoke it up, til it's all gone
No roaches up in the ashtray, smoke up all the bomb
I usta spend money but now I'm growin the crops
But I hate it when the pigs throw a raid on the spot
It was once said I smoke so much weed, by a brother
That I look like the nigga on the zig-zag cover
Maybe I usta look like that way back when
When my nigga Sen Dog was around sippin on the Hen
Let the fly rhymes smother you with the scent of the skunk
We got the High Times cover shows you how to roll a blunt
Quarter pound, quarter pound, pound to a quarter
Makin trips to Mexico runnin down to the border
Long hairs, bald heads, dreads and punk rocks
Kids of all colors be puffin it down the block
I got the weed on lock with all the hydro methods
Call me Puffy cause I makin and takin a hit record
Blow your fuckin smoke up in the sky and get high
With the bong, philly or dutchess, give me the light

http://youtube.com/watch?v=9zbxg5hJw6A

[_Alexis_]

i laughed out loud when i read this....is this a joke?
50 cent is a joke.

[Pinkfloyd]

From a street level, you eat with the devil here
Dance with the wolves, keep that heat on your metal here
Nobody cares, cuz everybody rebels here
It's so real, you ain't even gotta double dare
You can hear, all them cries from the ghetto here
Lies is what they sell you here
Why would you settle here?
Ha, I'm trying to hide from them haters here
Get high, stay fly in the latest gear
But some how, homocide is like the Matrix here
Why we gotta take it there, just for us to make it fair
Yeah, and I'm losing all my patience here
I try to wonder why them tourists vacation here
It's them dollars that, all of us is chasing here
German Jamaican beer, few of us is taking here
Yeah, ain't no winners we just dissapear
It ain't just sinners niggaz snitching here, listen here

[Tupac4Life]

With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath
When will I finaly get to rest? Through this supression
they punish the people that's askin questions
And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions
The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons
Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don't ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people and politics we address
Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic
And when you get stranded
And things don't go the way you planned it
Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference
Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen
If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change
It wasn't nuttin like the game
It's just me against the world

tupac - me against the world

[lolfearlol]

Yo Dj, spin that shit.

Ice ice baby, ice ice baby.
All right stop collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop, yo I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance, go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it you better gain weight
You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it