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31 COLORS part 1 (the french Dirty South, Toulouse)

  • Durée: 3:41
  • Notation: 4.33 (6 votes)
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  • Publié par: spacerca

Thématique: colors  dirty  français  graffittis  hip  hop  mc  rap  south  space  toulouse  underground  writers 

Grafittis de la capitale du Sale Sud TOULOUSE 31 (France) Graffitis From "the french Dirty South" TOULOUSE 31 (France) photos/montage : SPACE RCA CREW 1986 musique : "un son pour ta radio" par Space l'Anesthesiste p&c vaseline music 2001 copyright 2007 sale sud prod.

31 COLORS part 4 (the french Dirty South, Toulouse)

  • Durée: 5:14
  • Notation: 5.00 (2 votes)
  • Visites: 1464' favoriteCount='6
  • Publié par: spacerca

Thématique: colors  dirty  français  graffittis  hip  hop  mc  rap  south  space  toulouse  underground  writers 

graffittis de la capitale du Sale Sud ( TOULOUSE 31)

IAM - United

  • Durée: 4:6
  • Notation: 5.00 (7 votes)
  • Visites: 6116' favoriteCount='10
  • Publié par: Komball54

Thématique: 13  AKH  Akos  Dj  Français  Freeman  IAM  Kheops  Marseille  Rap  Shurik'N  United 

Refrain (2x) : 9 9, raisons de serrer les rangs Tous, dès l'enfance rodés à serrer les dents Bleu, blanc, rouge ouais c'est à nous aussi United, même si on a pas les mêmes racines Shurik'n : Ils parlent de cités à risque et nous on parle de racines Souvent ils nous pointent du doigt et nous on pointe au chômage On parle de riz, d'harissa, eux parlent vin et fromage On parle de réussite mais eux nous parlent intérim et stage On parle de reconnaissance, ils appellent ça de la frime On parle d'argent et d'aisance, pour du poignons ils déciment Nous la vie on la dessine, à coup d'images et de mots On veut toucher des cimes même si on part du caniveau Eux ne connaissent qu'abondance, on s'en remet à la chance Pas besoin de piper les dès, c'est toujours eux qui les lancent On veut avoir le choix, on veut avoir des rêves Ne plus porter ce poids c'est c'qui nous brise les vertèbres On parle de gastronomie, les notre crèvent la dalle Nous on parle de métier, mais eux ne pensent que ménage Nous on pense famille, les journaux parlent de meute On veut de l'attention mais l'objectif n'y voit que les émeutes Refrain (2x) Morceau Kery James : "Dans nos rues, y a trop de pleurs et y a trop de cris" "Trop d'injustices dans le monde" Morceau Youssoupha : "J'espère que mes écrits resteront fidèles à mes convictions" Akhenaton : Les frères parlent de clans, la presse parle de bandes Les nazis parlent de sang, la télé parle de gangs Nos rap parlent de peuple, la radio parle de niches On se sent tous pareil, la pub parle de cible On parle sentiments, ils répondent par des chiffres On parle de chiffres ils les nient, nous matent et voient des fifres On vient métèques et mats, ils veulent du scandinave Du bad boys mais du blanc, estampillé au rang des bandits braves Eux Pete Doherty, ou encore sex pistols Nous Beanie Siegel pour un son qui sort des rigoles Leurs écarts des légendes, nous des caricatures On vient dans ta ville pour kicker pas pour forcer des voitures Jadis intolérant, c'est du texte, non pas d' la com J' monte sur scène en United Colors of Akhenaton Où j'vois potes et amis, eux voient noirs et arabes Quand j'tends les bras, ils m'remercient avec contrôles et barrages Refrain (2x) C'est à nous ça ! Bleu C'est à nous ça ! Blanc C'est à nous ça ! Rouge C'est aussi à nous ça ! yé C'est à nous ça ! Liberté C'est à nous ça ! Égalité C'est à nous ça ! Fraternité C'est aussi à nous ça ! yé C'est à nous ça ! United C'est à nous ça ! Unis sous une même bannière C'est à nous ça ! C'est aussi à nous ça ! Au delà de toutes les barrières C'est à nous ça ! IAM C'est à nous ça ! On exige rien C'est à nous ça ! C'est aussi à nous ça ! Juste ce qui nous est du C'est à nous ça !

FIK'S & P.KAER - 24 ans de RAP, mon age

  • Durée: 3:9
  • Notation: 4.36 (11 votes)
  • Visites: 9056' favoriteCount='14
  • Publié par: Cites2france

Thématique: 24  75013  91  age  Amonts  ans  Banlieue  Cites2france  de  FIK'S  Grodash  Les  Los  mon  Monzas  P.KAER  Quartier  RAP  Sinik  Ulis 

A propos de FIK'S & P.KAER Originaires du ZAIRE pour le premier, du MAROC pour le second, la rencontre entre FIK'S et P.KAER se produit au tout début des années 90, alors qu'ils ne sont encore qu'adolescents et qu'ils fréquentent le même collège, celui des Amonts AUX ULIS (91). A l'époque, chacun des deux MCs évolue séparément, Fik's aux côtés de son cousin Grödash, de Sinik et de Benton au sein du groupe AMALGAM' ; P.Kaer rappant dans la formation L'AFFRONT, composée également de Reeno et de D.Reck. Ajouter k.i.d et Templar et vous obtenez l incourtanable collectif du rap francais: L'ULTEAM ATOM. (depart de sinik et djorka en 1999). Aprés 1 parcours plus que remarqué au sein du groupe et suite a 1 demande accrue du public, les "jumeaux du bitume" decident a l été 2004 de consacré la major partie de leur carriére a LEUR DUO ainsi qu'a leur collectif et quartier d'enfance: "LOS MONZAS". Leur street cd "EN APPROCHE" (feat sir samuel du saian supa crew, 113...) sort en novembre 2005. de nombreux probléme lié à la distribution mais surtout à 1 manque evident de rendement de la part de leur co-production, les pousses à récuperer leurs cd invendus et à monter eux meme leur tournée. En 1 an et demi: du BURKINA-FASO à la SUISSE en passant par d'inombrables villes de banlieues et provinces francaise, ils ecument festivals et 1ére partie prestigieuse (JOEYSTARR, ABDL MALICK etc...). Ainsi ils ecoulent tout leur stocks et décident de monter leur propre label "LE KARTIER GENERALE" . Suite au retours TRES POSITIF tant artistique que logistique du street-cd, FIK'S & P.KAER sont tres sollicités par plusieurs services sociaux de quartiers dit "difficiles"; par tout types de producteurs ( MAJOR OU INDE) allant meme se voir attribué chronique et sujets spéciaux dans certain média nationaux (FRANCE 3, ARTE, FRANCE INTER, RFI...) et internationaux (CBS/U.S.A, COLOR 3/SUISSE, RTB/BURKINA...). Un 2éme street cd "KARTIER GENERALE" sera dans les bacs ETE/AUTOMNE 2007. on sait déja qu'il comportera des productions signées entre autres S.R PROD (609, original bombattak...), GET LARGE (juelz santana, corey gunz...), CASA ONE (the diplomats, ...). On sait aussi qu'il nous reservera de tres belles surprises concernant les FEATURING. Bien entendu les membres du LOS MONZAS comme SCAR LOGAN ou BEAU'B seront de la partie; sans oublier des m'c tel que GRODASH, REENO ou encore G-MONI. ...L'ALBUM TANT ATTENDU "ALLIANCES ET DIVISIONS" EST PREVU POUR JANVIER 2008 !!!!! http://cites2france.skyblog.fr

Dr.Dre ft. Snoop Dogg - Still Dre (official)

  • Durée: 4:51
  • Notation: 4.88 (218 votes)
  • Visites: 112032' favoriteCount='547
  • Publié par: DaBest1002

Thématique: 2001  aftermath  chronic  D.R.E.  Dogg  Doggy  Dr.  Dre  emin  hip-hop  music  pop  r&b  rap  Snoop  Still  world 

Still D.R.E. [Snoop] Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E (Guess who's back) Still, still doing that shit, right? [Dr. Dre] Oh for sho', check me out It's still Dre Day, A.K. Before I chrome the lot, can't keep it home a lot Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock You hear the bass from the trunk when I'm on the block Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off How? My last album was "The Chronic" They want to know if he still got it They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it [Snoop - singing] If you ain't up on pace [Dr. Dre] Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game Still, puffing my leafs, still with the beats Still not loving police (Uh huh) Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease Still got love for the streets, repping 213 Still the beat bangs, still doing my thang Since I left, ain't too much changed, still Chorus: [Snoop Dogg] I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world Still hitting them corners in them low low's girl [Dr. Dre] Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E [Repeat 2x] Since the last time you heard from me I lost a friend Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dipping again Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week Still, stay close to the heat And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet My life is like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat Treat my rap like Cali weed, I smoke til I sleep Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat I bring the fire til you're soaking in your seat It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the troop It's "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin' Cru I'm still at it, After-mathematic In the home of drivebys and ak-matics Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic I dip through then I get skin, D-R-E [Chorus] It ain't nothing but more hot shit Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with Whether you're cooling on a corner with your fly bitch Laid back in the shack, play this track I'm representing for the gangstas all across the world (Still hitting them corners in them low low's girl) I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap Try to be the king but the ace is back [Snoop - singing] So if you ain't up on thangs [Dr. Dre] Dr. Dre be the name still running the game Still got it wrapped like a mummy Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks get money Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood Hit my boys off with jobs, no more living hard Barbeques every day, driving fancy cars Still gon' get mine regardless [Chorus x1.5] [Snoop] Like that, right back up in ya '95 plus four pennies Add that shit up, D-R-E right back on top of thangs Smoke some with your dog No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks! Some of that real sticky icky A little weed, put it in the air For you's a fool D.R.

Pacewon - Rap Music (Eminem Diss)

  • Durée: 4:42
  • Notation: 3.50 (16 votes)
  • Visites: 2359' favoriteCount='25
  • Publié par: dubeeb

Thématique: bizarre  d12  digga  diss  eminem  everlast  green  marshall  mathers  mr  outsidaz  pacewon  rah  rap  redman  shady  slim  young  zee 

pacewon rap music eminem diss off telepathy cd pacewon the joker eminem diss off mr green and pacewon cd only color that matters is green outsidaz slim shady marshall mathers bizarre d12 outsidaz rah digga young zee redman method man new jersey rap newark fugees ax axe az-izz az izz bskills dj muhammed d.u. denton leun one nawshis fuzz scoota slang ton yah yah busta rhymes flipmode squad bricks rockwilder dj twinz skitzo night life mr green ruffhouse columbia dr dre andre young royce 5'9 proof pacewon rap young zee outsidaz eminem bizarre d12 diss rah digga slim shady mr green redman marshall mathers everlast Royce 5'9 Malcolmx royce diss eminem 50 cent g-unit D12 rap g unit D12 Royce da 5'9 tre little Murder INC Eminem Proof Bizzare Dr.Dre After Math Shady Detroit Beef Hip-Hop diss Mid West bugz

Colour-Hillsong

  • Durée: 6:27
  • Notation: 5.00 (6 votes)
  • Visites: 4094' favoriteCount='20
  • Publié par: Melsta28

Thématique: Colour  Hillsong  rap 

I have made a clip from scenes from Colour -Hillsong. If you have not been in one of these conferences, you loose much!! Arrange today to come! Your life will never be the same!!

Another Metaphor the great rap

  • Durée: 1:47
  • Notation: 4.95 (42 votes)
  • Visites: 13029' favoriteCount='135
  • Publié par: NewYorksFinest111

Thématique: al  boondocks  colors  cpr  crazy  days  dentist  great  hilton  hip-hop  huey  jena  metaphor  paris  rap  riley  sharpton  the 

Metaphor doing his thing again. I hope yall enjoy it. I worked on this 4 about a week (kept having 2 restart). But i finished it. If yall want dez songs on ur ipod or whateva type in metaphor the great on myspace music and download them. This song was orginially heard ont the boondocks when riley fought butch magnus.

Poppin Bottles - Birdman & Lil Wayne (SPECIAL MIX)

  • Durée: 4:38
  • Notation: 3.40 (5 votes)
  • Visites: 2265
  • Publié par: lilmekaboo4u

Thématique: birdman  bottles  featuring  game  hip  hop  kingston  lil  mix  party  poppin  rap  remix  rick  ross  sean  special  the  wayne 

Poppin Bottles by Birdman and Lil Wayne. Mixed with the song "Colors" by Sean Kingston, The Game, and Rick Ross.

Fredro Starr - True Colors (Save the last dance soundtrack)

  • Durée: 3:32
  • Notation: 4.93 (28 votes)
  • Visites: 41424' favoriteCount='225
  • Publié par: DdeNiCeee

Thématique: Rap  Soundtrack 

Fredro Starr ft. Jill Scott- True Colors [chorus] I see your true color, shining through I see your true color, an' that's why i love you I see your true color, shining through I see your true color, an' that's why i love you [verse 1] Yo, father forgive, we all tryin to survive where we live I'd rather feed the homeless eight times than talk to da kids Show 'em life ain't no walk on the bridge Damn as hard as it is, when i be dreamin i be talkin to b.i.g In my hood it ain't no yellow brick road, we hear the shots echo Sneakers hangin from a telephone pole In my ghetto aint no rainbow wit pots a gold But tha was love from tha family when tymes are cold I seen n analyzed tha world from my project roof An' seen the hope in tha eyes of a troubled youth A good kid, i kept this burna in dis motha goose A motherless child,lost in these streets loose In the waterworlds away these are rainy days My man got poped at an early age These cowards run n say he flipped into his early grave They say the good die young, we're headed for dem early gates Chorus [verse 2] Yo,they say this love wasnt meant to be 2 people from 2 different worlds,we wasnt meant to be It musta been fate you were sent to me We'll make it through these hard tymes,eventually Tha standard fight,walk by faith n not by sight We're all tha same color when you turn off tha lights I take tha sunshine with tha pain Wear my saraguards sad,dats when it rains No fridge,kept tha food on tha window payne We all breathe tha same air so we all tha same Im trapped in this ghetto maze tryna make it out If you dont know me dont judge me,wuthcu talkin bout Im far dividable of ard of tha broken dreams Single mothas yall my heroes,yall my queens To get my moms out tha hood,thats my hope n dreams To raise my son to be a soldier by any means Chorus to fade

INTERNET FAME - music video

  • Durée: 3:33
  • Notation: 4.07 (15 votes)
  • Visites: 1860' favoriteCount='6
  • Publié par: frantic0466

Thématique: fame  herbert  internet  midnight  mrp  music  production  realm  steven  video 

Sorry for the reupload of this video but I never did my color corrections so I went through the video and did that and some other minor changes in the editing have been done. Nothing major. I will be setting the other video on private so if you want you can comment again on this one. Thanks. Download this song here: http://www.myspace.com/MRPmusic1 LYRICS: So I woke today with a plan on my brain limitless potential driving me insane Don't complain, maintain my pain for fame videos, music I have no shame Internet, hollywood, the golden screen this face on posters and every scene billboards, pop-ups, on top of castles My name tattooed on every ass hole Posting videos for over 2 years posting my thoughts, ideas, and fears blogs, how to makes, and up to dates comedy rap, metal, and out takes horror, action, and some comedy production films by MRP all my thoughts from my mind a verity of videos you will find (CHORUS) Tell me what I need to pay? for popularity and myspace fame Tell me what I need to do? to get featured on youtube How will I survive? Just look on the right and click subscribe Can I keep the strive? I'll never give up, tell the day I die I'm a little confused on how to achieve this above all else this is my one wish I can be like Lisa Nova and do a parody Mack other people like celebrities Or I could be more like Mr. Safety Where my own life becomes my parody I could cry on the internet about Britney Spears Put on a blond wig and talk like a #@*$ I can be the numa guy and lip sync a song but do to copyright laws I'm sure this is wrong I can have an evil twin and say he's from hell I know this could work sense you don't know me that well I can do blogs and tell you about my life talk about my 3 kids and soon to be ex-wife I could tell you I'm poor and have no money or I could be rich, now thats funny (chorus) how about William Sledd with some fashion tips I don't know about cloths except when they don't fit can I be like Gizmodo with my gadgets like magic, showing toys and new electronics Although I think I might be more like Blendtech blending new stuff and causing a reck Mr. Pregnants over weight kinda like me But I'm not that crazy and I like my teeth So being the evil genius that I am, I am I can I finally came up with a plan So I grabbed the nearest pencil and paper pad went to work and locked the doors to my lab I started to write beginning to create writing how I feel and deciding my fate mixing beats and creating so long I finally got it out and came up with this song

Just for Fun: A Ukulele Tribute to Flea Market Montgomery

  • Durée: 1:50
  • Notation: 3.43 (79 votes)
  • Visites: 8783' favoriteCount='19
  • Publié par: UKISOCIETY

Thématique: america  cover  Flea  justice  league  Market  Montgomery  rap  Sammy  Stephens  tribute  uke  ukulele  version 

It's just like a Mini-Mall! The original rap version by Sammy Stephens for a local commercial in Montgomery, AL. Apparently, it's getting some attention of late... By the way, that's a Flea Uke that I just painted blue. Or "Respite" - i can't remember these new color names! :)

50 cent - patiently Waiting Instrumental Ft. Eminem (lyrics)

  • Durée: 3:32
  • Notation: 4.58 (31 votes)
  • Visites: 18461' favoriteCount='34
  • Publié par: lb50centinstrumental

Thématique: 50  beat  buster  cent  eminem  game  hip-hop  instrumental  lil  lyrics  patiently  pop  r&b  rap  rhymes  soul  the  waiting  wayne 

Download rap beats @ ( http://www.Lbeats.com ) 50 cent patiently waiting instrumental beat lyrics eminem hip-hop pop r&b rap soul the game, buster rhymes, lil wayne Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy, right? I.. I owe you for this one [Chorus: 50 Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah!) You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rode on (It's Fifty!) If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long (Yeah!) If you thinking I'm a fuckin fall off ya so wrong (It's Fifty!) [50 Cent] I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead Destination heaven Sit in politic with passengers from nine eleven The Lord's blessins leave me lyrically inclined Shit I ain't even got to try to shine God's a seamstress to tailor fitted my pain I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at yo dame Straight out the good book, look, niggas is shook Fifty fear no man, Warrior, swings swords like Conan Picture me, pen in hand writin lines knowin the Source'll quote it When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it I grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter? I caught cases I copped out, does that make me a quitter? In this white man's world, I'm similar to a squirrel Lookin for a slut wit a nice butt to get a nut If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringin again These industry niggas ain't friends, they know how to pretend [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Eminem] You've been patiently waitin to make it through all the hatin Debatin whether or not you can even weather the storm As you layin' on the table they operatin to save you It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above They think they crazy but they ain't crazy, let's face it Shit basically they just playin sick They ain't shit, they ain't sayin shit, spray em' fifty A to the K get in the way I'll bring Dre and them wit me And turn this day into fuckin mayhem, you stayin wit me? Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryin to confuse you When I let loose wit this Uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu You get the message? Am I gettin through to you? You know what's comin, you motherfuckers don't even know, do you? Take some Big and some Pac and you mix em' up in a pot Sprinkle a little BIG L on top, what the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killas tied up in a knot The juggernauts of this rap shit, like it or not It's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spot You put ya life in this, nothin like survivin a shot Y'all know what time it is, soon as fifty signs on this dot Shit what you know about death threats, cause I get a lot Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers Some cowards fucked wit the wrong building, they meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children in nuclear showers There's nothin spookier Ya now about to witness the power of fuckin fifty [Chorus 1X] [50 Cent] It's a Gang Squad here, and the shots go off It's fifty, they say it's fifty See a nigga layed out wit his fuckin top blown off It's fifty, man that wasn't fifty Don't holla my name You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house And if you got a glass jaw you should watch yo mouth Cause I'll break yo face Have yo ass runnin, mumblin to the Jake You goin gainst me dog, you makin a mistake, I'll split ya Leave ya lookin like the Michael Jackson jackets wit all them zippers I'm the boss on this boat, you can call me skipper The way I turn the money over, you should call me flipper Yo bitch a regular bitch, you callin her wifey I fucked and feed her fast food, you keeping her icey I'm down to sell records but not my soul Snoop said this in '94, We don't love them hoes" I got pennies for my thoughts now I'm rich See the twenties spinnin lookin mean on the six Niggas wearin flags cause the colors match they clothes They get caught in the wrong hood, they get filled up wit holes Mother Fucker

Way Back... - V Double O

  • Durée: 4:49
  • Notation: 5.00 (20 votes)
  • Visites: 996' favoriteCount='11
  • Publié par: vdoubleo

Thématique: double  fastest  harry  hip  hop  iforgot  junk  junkyard  mix  mixtape  obliteration  or  rap  rapper  tape  vdoubleo  victory  vootube  west  yard 

Way Back Intro Verse 1 Let me take you back a couple of years To when I used to be a mouth on roads In the council homes and the money was an issue Always jealous of the people in the houses yo But its where I'm from Still thinking bout the days when I used to be amazed When the sun comes out Pushing pennies in arcades where we used to spend our days Steady kick it till the funds run out And we used to hit the woods for the bike rides 3 brothers chilling in the hood call us wise guys We were tight like the stars at night through the strife If you asked they would both say likewise And that's how I came up Never thinking bout how far my fame was I was playing with neighbours. Brand new trainers Episodes of power rangers And still I can remeber the first one As if it happened only yesterday Cause every kid was sitting in their building just amazed And you could even hear the jaw drops escalate Running back to the playground to lay down Which colour ranger you'd be when you played out And I was red till the story progressed And the green came out Guess its time for a change now And I figure getting bigger was the realest way to feel this and I'd never say it doesn't have its pros But the booth is the truth so I'd never play it cool Man I miss being 10 years old Reminiscing bout the days when I used to be like 5' flat In a White Nike hat take a trip just for the bike ride back Lemme think about a life like that And that's why I rap Hook Cause I been thinking bout the "days" When I used to drift "away" Reminiscing bout a "place" Where we used to be free (When we used to be like 4'3" And make whole heap of ruckus on streets Playing music on an old LP I'm talking prior to released CDs And anybody dreamt of MP3s) x2 Verse 2 I remember leaving earth for Joy Whenever Skeletor was beat and had his evil foiled And if you ever put your fingers on my Turtles toys I'd have to hurt you boy Play every day cause the work annoys And there was no point neither Head up in the clouds, little 5 foot dreamer I was gonna find Magic Shoes like Stanley And everyone would think I'm the man like he was Piss a day away on Marios Bros Watching the 2D graphics grabbing on the plastic controls And when I finally felt I could leave Nintendo alone I'd be in the living room watching Super Marios show Ha And if any of the references aint really making sense Then I suggest that you just don't mention it And we can stay like the best of friends And put away any incidents It's just highlights, of my life Friends stick together till the end like white rice But the days drift away like the dock of a bay So what else can I say but bye bye I'm so happy I can rap on a track With the verbal ability to go back reenact How I used to be the boy with the pack and the plaits And the schoolboy grin in the black Adidas Younger pictures of me seem to be a stranger Somebody innocent growing to be me later Now I'm dealing with girls when it used to be Cheetarah or rather the yellow ranger Reminiscing bout the days when I used to be like 5' flat In a White Nike hat take a trip just for the bike ride back Lemme think about a life like that And that's why I rap Hook Verse 3 I remember when I used to play out and my mother told me don't get any dirt on those jeans And I cut em all up tryna climb a damn tree man she really put the hurting on me And the time when those boys stole my best friends bike and I froze in my tracks remember And they both rode off Though its all over Man I wish I could have backed you better And the girls that used to bully me It couldn't be possibly cause you wanted to get me a lil closer Or the brothers that were jealous of intelligence Wouldn't see that as relevant when pushing Double over I would never try to say it was all gravay couldn't always be peaches and cream But it feels like a dream Cause the years can compare to the love that I feel in the scene From the fans I mean And I'm glad I could see myself develop to a man like me That could make my brother proud And could help my mother out give her half of a grand like E Z it aint nothing to think about Money is simple now Something to grin about And its a joke that I could hop on a plane and bounce Used to watch Dangermouse Everythings changing now But Ima take a little minute reminiscing bout the kid who used to bunk off school From the football games in the broad daylight To the Friday nights watching junk on 2 Reminiscing bout the days when I used to be like 5' flat In a White Nike hat take a trip just for the bike ride back Lemme think about a life like that And that's why I rap Hook Outro

Chamillionaire 4 Rap Parts

  • Durée: 5:7
  • Notation: 4.67 (12 votes)
  • Visites: 4673' favoriteCount='11
  • Publié par: CrunkPrince1991

Thématique: Bet  Bonecrusher  Chamillionaire  Chanin'  Ciara  City  Click  Color  Daddy  Freestyle  Get  it  on  Rap  that  Trick  up 

Chamillionaire rap parts in Get up (ft. Ciara), Rap City Freestyle, Get up on it (ft. Bonecrusher) and Bet that (ft. Trick Daddy) Have fun ;)

xhelazz una mirada

  • Durée: 4:28
  • Notation: 4.76 (25 votes)
  • Visites: 15092' favoriteCount='38
  • Publié par: xxxus

Thématique: españa  hip  hiphop  hop  mirada  rap  una  xhelazz 

- Una mirada no dice nada y al mismo tiempo lo dice todo ...yo... yo traigo la verdad, paz entre los hombres de mala voluntad... Cuelga tu cuerpo en el perchero y que venga tu alma conmigo de paseo, un viaje al centro de la herida, donde el color gris de la palabra melancolía, se mezcla con el gris del asfalto que hay en tu ciudad o en la mía. La tele me ha culturizado porque cada vez que la encienden en casa, me voy a leer a mi cuarto. ¿de veras crees que evolucionamos?... No lo tengo tan claro del homo sapiens al hommo zapping hemos pasado. La política es deprimente no votaré en las elecciones siguientes, votar es elegir en secreto a quien te robará públicamente ¡Que me expliquen el fraude! ¿Por qué un piso tan pequeño y la hipoteca tan grande?, El racismo es ilógico, es mala puntería que el hombre "negro" sea "blanco" del odio en el fondo todos somos flores, el país donde uno nace no es mas que la maceta donde cayó su polen, aunque viva en España a mi si me gustaran los toros sería vaca, ¡escúchame! no creo en Dios ni en Buda por mucho que adelgace, la iglesia habla en latín en misa porque así entendemos menos sus mentiras en la prensa vemos desgracias todos los días, ojalá suba el precio de los periódicos a ver si así traen mejores noticias, la humanidad tiene armas modernas, pero antiguas las heridas. Existen las guerras, ¿para qué? si al final todos nos vamos a morir sin que nadie nos mate, en las pistolas fíjense... a cada disparo recula el cañón, como asustado por lo que acaba de hacer, digo las cosas como son sin adornos con una mirada que lo dice todo, no, no llevo cadenas de oro solo tengo una cadena y es la que me ata al R.A.P. como si fuese una maldita condena. "Una mirada no dice nada y al mismo tiempo lo dice todo" "Una mirada no dice nada y al mismo tiempo lo dice todo" Intentan censurarnos pero este rap esta condenado a no extinguirse, hago que el guardia baile al son de la música que prohíbe, somos yonquis del consumismo nos quita la sed de la juventud, el alcohol del botellón, los cantos de sirenas marinas te atraen hasta ahogarte la vida, especialmente las sirenas de las fábricas mantengamos la calma por muchos detalles, la violencia por un policía más en tu calle. Nuestra nación es el color del mundo entero, desconfía del fiel patriota, ¿El pecho te da la patria?... la espalda te da el gobierno, la bandera de los traidores siempre guarda pliegues para colores nuevos, es crudo que sea así, el ladrón roba al banco el banco te roba a ti, por eso estoy cosiendo esperanzas para el invierno vivimos mirando sin ver en una urbe diseñada por ingenieros. Tengo razón la tecnología nos calienta el cerebro y nos enfría el corazón, la pesadilla no acaba hoy día las bombas son más inteligentes que los generales que las lanzan, paz no alcanzará la raza humana, el niño que por moda es raper será raper por un tiempo, el niño que es pobre será pobre hasta que este muerto, me duele admitirlo pero quiero llenar el vacío de quien tiene algo que decir y no puede decirlo. "Una mirada no dice nada y al mismo tiempo lo dice todo" "Una mirada no dice nada y al mismo tiempo lo dice todo" "Una mirada... No dice nada... Una mirada... Lo dice todo" "Una mirada... No dice nada... Una mirada... Lo dice todo"

Don Imus & Al Sharpton Rap Parody

  • Durée: 1:52
  • Notation: 4.62 (21 votes)
  • Visites: 4577' favoriteCount='24
  • Publié par: grassrootsmovies

Thématique: adam  al  black  color  Don  Imus  jones  man  news  pac  sharpton 

This is a song/video parody of the Don Imus - nappy headed ho comment debacle. This song parody is done to the music of the Heizman Boyz and their song, 'Throw The Heizman on That Ho' I mixed their interview with Imus and Sharpton into the song. There is also a rap but you have to get past the intro to hear it. It's amazing the world we live in. If you're looking for a laugh, check it out. If you're looking for me to agree with any of your political views, bugger off. Let me know what you think.

Christina Aguilera ft. Redman - Dirrty

  • Durée: 4:59
  • Notation: ( votes)
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  • Publié par: PattiSmith0

Thématique: -  Aguilera  Christina  Dirrty  ft  Redman 

Redman:] Ah, dirrty (dirrty) Filthy (filthy) Nasty (Christina), you nasty (yeah) Too dirrty to clean my act up If you ain't dirrty You ain't here to party (woo!) Ladies (move) Gentlemen (move) Somebody ring the alarm A fire on the roof Ring the alarm (and I'm throwin' elbows) [7x] Oh, I'm overdue Give me some room I'm comin through Paid my dues In the mood Me and the girls gonna shake the room DJ's spinning (show your hands) Let's get dirrty (that's my jam) I need that, uh, to get me off Sweat until my clothes come off It's explosive, speakers are pumping (oh) Still jumping, six in the morning Table dancing, glasses are mashing (oh) No question, time for some action Temperature's up (can you feel it) About to erupt Gonna get my girls Get your boys Gonna make some noise Wanna get rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the party Sweat dripping over my body Dancing getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty It's about time for my arrival Ah, heat is up So ladies, fellas Drop your cups Body's hot Front to back Now move your ass I like that Tight hip huggers (low for sure) Shake a little somethin' (on the floor) I need that, uh, to get me off Sweat until my clothes come off Let's get open, cause a commotion (ooh oh) We're still going, eight in the morning There's no stopping, we keep it popping (oh) Hot rocking, everyone's talking Give all you got (give it to me) Just hit the spot Gonna get my girls Get your boys Gonna make some noise Rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the party Ooh sweat dripping over my body Dancing getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty (oh, oh) It's about time for my arrival Here it comes, it's the one You've been waiting on Get up, get it up Yup, that's what's up Giving just what you want To the maximum Uh oh, here we go (here we go) You can tell when the music Starts to drop That's when we take it To the parking lot And I bet you somebody's Gonna call the cops Uh oh's, here we go's (here we go) Ohh ooh ohh, yeah yeah... [Redman:] Yo, hot damn, Doc a jam like a summer show I keep my car looking like a crash dummy drove My gear look like the bank got my money froze For dead presidents I pimp like Huddy roll Doc the one that excite ya divas (ow!) If the media shine I'm shining with both of the sleeves up Yo Christina, better hop in here My block live and in color, like Rodman hair (yeah) The club is packed, the bar is filled I'm waiting for sister to act, like Lauryn Hill Frankly, it's a rap, no bargain deals I drive a four wheel ride with foreign wheels Throw it up Baby it's brick city, you heard of that We blessed, and hung low, like Bernie Mac Dogs, let 'em out, women, let 'em in It's like I'm ODB, the way I'm freaking Wanna get rowdy (rowdy, yeah) Gonna get a little unruly (ruly) Get it fired up in a hurry (hurry) Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the party (party) Sweat dripping over my body (body) Dancing getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty It's about time for my arrival Rowdy Gonna get a little unruly (Ooh oh) Get it fired up in a hurry (Ooh oh) Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the party Ooh sweat dripping over my body Dancing getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty It's about time for my arrival Rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the party Sweat dripping over my body Dance and getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty It's about time for my arrival Uh, what

Sean Kingston ft. Rick Ross &The Game-Colors

  • Durée: 4:36
  • Notation: 4.60 (10 votes)
  • Visites: 2689' favoriteCount='14
  • Publié par: pimpz33

Thématique: alternative  blues  classical  country  electronic  folk  hip-hop  indie  jazz  pop  r&b  rap  religious  rock  soul  unsigned  world 

[Intro: Sean Kingston] (Rick Ross) (*The Game) Yah mon!!! JR!!! Sean Kingston yuh know (Ross!) (*And the doctor's advocate) Beluga Heights! (*Let's go) [Chorus: Sean Kingston] (The Game) Miami have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors (Californ-i-a) Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors (All the way to Dade County) My jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors My people die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors [Verse 1: The Game] Check it! I'm the Bastard Of The Party, s*** start off off coke and bacardi Bandanas tied around the dubs on the Ferarri I'm the bloods to what Pac was to thugs What Snoop is to crips I'm the California king Let it be known, I reign Supreme like Kenneth McGriff Reincarnated put me in Queens and give me a strip A couple red tops while the feds watchin Infiltrate get a head shot Compton is the city of God My block originators I said blood one on a Dr. Dre track Now the world is affiliated Some authentic some n****s Milli Vanilli bangers Some get smoked others smoke chronic out of philly papers Game time is really Jacob watches got them silly faces Add red rubies to the dial they 'gon really hate us I inherited gang bangin from my mother And what I didn't get from her I picked up watchin colors [Chorus: Sean Kingston] Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors My jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors My people die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors [Verse 2: Sean Kingston] I'm from a world of different colors different faces Different slang different races different gangs different places Air Ones different laces Different culture different livin different thugs different ages The sky's blue the money's green the weed is purple The ice is white you try me I'm a have to hurt you Kingston boy I rep like no other Black, yellow and green I bleed the Jamaican colors The grill is cold the wheels is gold the chrome is silver Nickel plated if it's blazin than the chrome will kill ya Certain dudes get one in the head Certain places you wear certain colors you dead Fi yuh gang bang yuh diss mi yuh a dead man Cau gunshot a be like drum pan weh mi come from And it's the same old story We don't give a damn about your guts and glory [Chorus: Sean Kingston] Miami have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors My jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors My people die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Painted the car blue, that's for the sweat and blood In my red tennis shoes fool cause the pain is love I'm bout my green (Green) So my sky's blue (Blue) Purple and the strawberry philly up in my five coupe Yeah I'm in the yellow boss, they in the white gold You might fold I'm platinum go ask them white hoes I got black hoes slammin cadillac do's Gettin cheese out a rat trap like I'm that close Whippin keys in the back that's how I stack dough Waitin on that jack boys get him in his afro These a**holes must be gone on that crack smoke Try to cross the boss well let's front 'em what they ask for Uh! I'm in the thangs, ten tennis chains That's how I present it to ya you think I got 'em ten a thang He green as spinach just another lame middle man Standin in the street wavin my flag in the middle lane [Chorus: Sean Kingston] Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors My jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors My people die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors Sean Kingston - Colours Lyrics

Immanuel God with us

  • Durée: 5:10
  • Notation: 5.00 (10 votes)
  • Visites: 2710' favoriteCount='7
  • Publié par: CYCTommie

Thématique: Allee  Carol  Christmas  Color  Eart  folk  ga  God  Holly  Jesus  music  Palmer  prep  Purple  rap  religious  tea  The  Willis  world 

Christian song for Chritmas with the message of salvation

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