Notre France à nous - Sinik
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- Notation: 4.74 (65 votes)
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Thématique: 2007 91 Du Essonne France Français Le Monde Notre nous Rap Sinik Toit
Elle, c'est ma France, elle est jeune et elle est belle, Elle, c'est plus un reve, c'est la source de mes textes Elle, c'est des gamins qui feraient tous pour qu'on les aimes Elle, vit dans les caves car on lui a coupés les ailes (x2) Ma France a moi, elle fume du shit, elle cogite Elle boit des biéres Elle est jeunes et elle est fiere Elle parle en envoyant des pierres, Ma France a moi Rêvé d'une vie a la Zidane Courageuse, elle se lève tot Car elle travaille a la cita (ba ouais) Ma France a moi Elle se rencontre, elle se kiff Elle fait l'amour dans les hotels, quand elle féconde elle se quitte Ma France a moi Elle a vice dans la peau, elle a 6 freres et 4 soeurs Elle dort a 10 dans la piole Ma France a moi a démarrer Mais a rater le départ Gad Elmaleh lui fait taper des barres Elle rêve de plaire, de paix et de croisiere Ma France Fait peur a la vieille dame du 3e En taule ou a l'hosto Elle a pas peur de mourrir Ma France a moi Elle est costeau Elle pousse en 30 amoville Elle est en guerre contre l'éro, contre le crak Ma France a moi Elle a kiffé le rap, la kiffun et le raï Elle, c'est ma France, elle est jeune et elle est belle, Elle, c'est plus un reve, c'est la source de mes textes Elle, c'est des gamins qui feraient tous pour qu'on les aimes Elle, vit dans les caves car on lui a coupés les ailes (x2) Ma France a moi S'en balle les couilles de Claude Francois et des Beattles Elle fait ses courses dans les Carrefour, les Leaders price et les Liddle Ma France a moi Elle aime le Q de Albéri Elle a vécu en Algérie On en veut plus a la mairie frére Ma France a moi Elle met du biff sur les jantes ouais Et forcément elle se fait PT sur les champs Ma France a moi Elle va en boîte pour se péta Avec une batte et un pétard Elle rentre pas chez les kéta Ma France a moi Ecrit des textes ou des poemes Elle prend direct les paris Quand c'est Paris contre l'OM Ma France a moi Posséde une carte d'électeurs Elle est tricard voila pourquoi Elle fait gueller le détecteur Ma France a moi elle prend le train ou le périphérique Ma France a moi Elle a la guelle de Ribéry ouais Ma France a moi Elle dit sa vie dans sa clef USB Elle écrit des chansons Histoire de tacler l'UMP Elle, c'est ma France, elle est jeune et elle est belle, Elle, c'est plus un reve, c'est la source de mes textes Elle, c'est des gamins qui feraient tous pour qu'on les aimes Elle, vit dans les caves car on lui a coupés les ailes (x2) Ma France a moi Elle fait le mur Depuis qu'elle dort a l'internat Elle est vicieuse et infernalle Elle aime la .. de Amsterdam Ma France a moi Ne prononce pas le mot "Je t'aime" Qu'il soit d'amour ou d'amitié Elle en veut pas de ta pitié Elle est fan de Tony, de Pablo, de Nino Tu m'étonne que dans sa classe, Elle est toujours loin du tableau Ma France a moi Tu peut me croire elle a vécu Elle ne fait pas que de la boxe, du rap ou de la SECU C'est pas la leur Celle qui fait la vaisselle Celle qui s'est fait baiser mais qui prétend etre pucelle Celle qui vit dans un village et qui empeste le pinard Celle qui rigole comme une conne aux blagues de Jean-Marie Bigard Celle qui pense que notre avenir est dans les mains de Sarko Celle qui pense que tous les keufs sont des gendarmes de Saint-Trop' Celle qui dit a sa voisine que tous les étrangers sont salles Cette grosse pu**e paronayac Celle qui a peur pour son sac Elle, c'est ma France, elle est jeune et elle est belle, Elle, c'est plus un reve, c'est la source de mes textes Elle, c'est des gamins qui feraient tous pour qu'on les aimes Elle, vit dans les caves car on lui a coupés les ailes (x2)
NTM - Authentik
- Durée: 2:55
- Notation: 5.00 (2 votes)
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Thématique: 93 Authentik français Joey Kool NTM Paris rap Saint-Denis Seine Shen Starr
Authentique oui trop typique Cette saveur arômatique Qui jamais identique Reste pourtant poétique Car sans limite Ma vocation est unique Non je ne suis pas de ces loustics Complètement idiopathiques Et ma vertu est acoustique Et j'en suis fanatique Car je tiens tous ces mots D'une inspiration mystique Donc sur ce beat chaotique Piétinant toute critique journalistique Je suis authentique AUTHENTIK, AUTHENTIK... NTM a su rester véridique Semant la panique Défrayant la chronique Le fléau s'installe Impose son toucher digital Pour La bonne cause, je m'entends Sans prendre de pause Kool Shen des Suprême NTM en action oui j'ose Revendiquer notre authenticité Car Voilà une vertu bien rare Beaucoup trop rare de nos jours Pour Etre attribuée à tort et à travers Trop vite adjugée à des gens Qui ne sont que des blairs Un enchaîne le deux Voilà le trois Ce deuxième couplet Est adressé à tous les médias Enfin presque En tout cas A tous ceux Que l'infamie démange Ecrivant expliquant Ce qu'ils veulent Ce qui les arrange Stop Ne t'avise pas De nous faire ça Car pour t'éliminer Pas besoin de contrat Authentik, authentik Outrepassant à tout moment Chaque limite j'ai le doigté Tout le monde sait L'arrogance souhaitée Evitant les coups dans le dos Assommé par les médias Qui font vent de mon nom Avec si peu de conviction Alors juste pour l'éclat De mon omniprésence Oui car ceci Est un faire-part pour une dose Une leçon pour qui ose Tout l'temps, tout l'temps, tout l'temps Oui j'ai le type "Nique ta mère" Incontestable, authentik Toujours 2R aussi pervers Avec ta mère sans compassion Je suis là pour la potion cérébrale Authentique et radicale La langue du contrôleur aérien Sera le coup de trique A toutes ces plumes anachroniques Car je suis authentik Authentik, authentik L'univers de la rue A fait naître deux poètes Tu contestes Tu contestes, et pourtant La preuve est faite Ote-toi de mon passage Dégage, tu salis mon image Peu importe si je n'ai pas Dans ton journal la première page Halte aux critiques Systématiques De personnes non qualifiées Qui se donnent Le droit de juger Au nom de qui, au nom de quoi ? La vérité habite la rue Juste en face de chez moi Clair C'est clair, que ceci reste clair Le rap n'est pas un kit Que l'on monte à l'envers Récupérer l'affaire Pas si facile à faire Et prendre le train en marche N'est pas une mince affaire Qui En France Prétend connaître le rap ? Quel journaliste peut écrire Sans faire de fautes de frappes ? La critique est facile Créer est beaucoup plus difficile A moins de posséder le style Et d'avoir l'imagination fertile Ce qui n'est pas vraiment souvent le cas pour toi Tu crois passer Du rock au rap En claquant des doigts Seulement voilà Si tu parles de moi Ne fais pas de faux pas Car pour t'éliminer pas besoin de contrat.
Sniper - La sentence
- Durée: 4:4
- Notation: 5.00 (15 votes)
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Thématique: 2001 95 Aketo aux Blacko D'Oise Du Français La larmes Rap rire sentence Sniper Tunisiano Val
La réussite a toujours engendrée de la jalousie, on t'félicite mais tu sais trés bien que c'est du cevi C'est bien connu, c'est pas difficile à détecter mais tu peut tomber sur l'cul si même ceux qu'tu respectais, ceux que t'aurais jamais suspectés, enfait, serait prés à te becter jacter c'est dans la nature des gens Des fois y'a de quoi dijoncter mais c'est à toi d'être intéligent ou tu te fais marcher dessus si t'es trop til-gen Wé, c'est tunisan', lui même, celui que personne aime enfin trés peu, y'a ceux qui m'aime et ceux qui m'porte la haine, j'vois des potes d'enfance qui m'parle mal, ca fait mal mais l'résultat au final c'est qu'on a pas les même chances D'la jalousie, y'en a! D'l'hypocrisie, en effet Venant des mecs qui t'disent "zertec" et va t'faire enculer Dé gars qui à mes débuts m'écoutaient, disaient :"tout pouri" Et qui maintenant m'cé-su dés qu'jleur présente des racli {Refrain:} Pour tout ceux qui nous descende la sentence est tombée Alors avi aux abonnés Même si ca les dérangent, ont continu sans jamais s'retourner {x2} Ca parle mal, j'calcul pas j'men bat les rouleaux Ca m'fait d'la pub et un peu moins d'boulo J'les laisse parler, qu'ils crevent tous, ils finirons tous la tête sous l'eau C'est l'odissé du sniper t'es dans un coup y'a trop d'flo T'aime pas c'qu'on fait, t'aime pas c'qu'on dit "wé sniper ca déchire, j'ai jamais critiqué moi" et pourtant c'est c'qu'on m'dit Ca marche pour moi, ca marche pas pour toi donc tu parles sur moi, j'écris pour toi et pour toutes les autres putes comme toi La reconnaissance j'la garde pour ceux qui nous soutiennent et pas pour les golio qui m'fouttent la haine J'reste simple, HIP-HOP sound systeme style, moi et mes potes ca défouraille oh! wech le per-sni Toi t'es bonne a tirer, rien a foutre des hypocrites ont est la pour déchirer On, ira jusq'au bout, on tiendra l'coup pour ce qui croit en nous Malgrés tous les croches-pattes mon équipe est encore debout {au Refrain} Pour tout ceux qui nous descende la sentence est tombée Alors avi aux abonnés Même si ca les dérangent, ont continu sans jamais s'retourner {x2} Les médisants : oui oui D'la jalousie : oui oui Mitho : oui oui Enfoirés et traitres : oui oui Bandes de putes : oui oui hypocrites : oui oui Ce qui prétendent être tes potes mais qui profitent : oui oui C'est domage ca m'fou la rage rien d'penser a ses connasses, les vraix s'reconnaissent Bien heureusement et au passage, j'dédicasse aux anciens ( ... ) Saleté j'té sert la main puis j'tentend jacter J't'es capté, j'tes donné mon amitier mais tu l'a bectée J'suis vieux jeu mais pourtant bien conscient des enjeux Avec tout c'que ca rentre en jeu, wé faut sortir le grand jeu ... prend le flambeaux dangeureux a base de rentre dedans danguereux passe une couche les ... sauf le massage ca les touchent ou ca les dérangent j're-présente pour mon entourage nique sa mere les rageux {au Refrain} Pour tout ceux qui nous descende la sentence est tombée Alors avi aux abonnés Même si ca les dérangent, ont continu sans jamais s'retourner {x3}
♫Rohff ft The Game - Top of the World ♫
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- Publié par: kurdishstar
Thématique: 92 93 94 basement booba francais french g-unit game gangster hip lim mafia music of pop rap rohff sefyu the top world
[Rohff : ] Les MC ont trop d'orgueil leur daronne en deuil on t'fait un troisième œil après nous c'est l'ange de la mort qui t'accueille sur ta gueule on s'déverse, traverse le rap ont transverse mon hardcore berce le camp adverse j'bouleverse la France on agit on parle pas tu sais tirer tu ralles pas tu sais pas raper tu rap pas on m'arrête pas leur style ne rède pas fuck ton come back arrête de raper et viens faire mes back [The Game: ] Wake up lace my chucks, what's the fucks up? This niggaz still duck taped up Hundreds in the morgue Jacobs Chronic on a nice day You ever seen a hundred grand (fuck knows) a rubber band Shit harder than the slum affair I'm from Compton where niggaz blow in the crowd like Mary J at the summer jam I'm gangster, converse on the pavement, international game mutha fuckas cant say shit. [Chorus] RHOFF. .GAME en plus des coups y'a d'la classe RAP..GAME ils s'comportent comme des 'tas T'INQUIETES Personne prendra notre place! les starfuckeuse dans la place pour RHOFF..GAME en plus du flow y'a d'la classe RAP..GAME ils s'comportent comme des 'tas T'INQUIETES Personne prendra notre place! les salles tar mettent de grosses liasses Rohff : ] quand on retrouvera du calme, mon R A P demande à Yann on parle de ma sortie comme du lancement de la fusée Ariane j'défrais pas la chronique moi j'effraie j'garde mon micro près de moi et mon prolik encore plus prêt TIKE vrai TIKE frais TIKE R O TIKE H deux F the Game en vrai même si tu manques de bagages techniques arrête tes dmenik ici si ti ti t ti tu ON T'NIQUE [The Game : ] Come get a grave quick Nigga with a attitude like Im fresh of the slave shit. Fuck my enemey's, if they aint feeling me rough empty the clip like a bottle of hennessy. Yo dre its on nigga's is killing me stand over your bullet riddle body like remember me. Can hop in the bands ut say good bye to the bad guy raps mvp [Chorus] RHOFF..GAME en plus des coups y'a d'la classe RAP..GAME ils s'comportent comme des 'tas T'INQUIETES Personne prendra notre place! les starfuckeuse dans la place pour RHOFF..GAME en plus du flow y'a d'la classe RAP..GAME ils s'comportent comme des 'tas T'INQUIETES Personne prendra notre place! les salles tar mettent de grosses liasses [Rohff : ] toujours sur le pieds guerre t'inquiète pas on est pas des produits d'marketing on nous raket pas même calibre à la tempe irréprochable obligé ils inventent j'suis pour l'IVG si c'est des pointeurs qu'elles en vendent nique sa mère et sa tante savent très bien à quoi s'attendre ma génération est aveugle et veut rien n'entendre c'qui prétendent pouvoir faire on l'attend toujours on va s'les faire aussi certain que demain il f'ra jour j'comprend qu'ils boycottent, qu'ils aient la haine que j'ai la côte avec leur chienne quand elles parlent de Rohff TIKE ça les gène y'a pas d'toi y'a que moi y'a que nous on fait pas la queue nous carré VIP y'aura que nous accompagné t'as vu j'ai bon gol ban kol pon koo même tout seul t'inquiète j'suis beaucoup qui veut me mettre à l'amande servira d'exemple mieux vaut marcher tout seul quand personne te ressemble frère [Chorus] RHOFF..GAME en plus des coups y'a d'la classe RAP..GAME ils s'comportent comme des 'tas T'INQUIETES Personne prendra notre place! les starfuckeuse dans la place pour RHOFF..GAME en plus du flow y'a d'la classe RAP..GAME ils s'comportent comme des 'tas T'INQUIETES Personne prendra notre place! les salles tar mettent de grosses liasses [Chorus] RHOFF..GAME en plus des coups y'a d'la classe RAP..GAME ils s'comportent comme des 'tas T'INQUIETES Personne prendra notre place! les starfuckeuse dans la place pour RHOFF..GAME en plus du flow y'a d'la classe RAP..GAME ils s'comportent comme des 'tas T'INQUIETES Personne prendra notre place! les salles tar mettent de grosses liasses ROHFF GAME R O H deux F the hustley, game, vitry ok negro avec attitude banlieue sud west rohff game vous voulez poser à ma place mais personne me remplace dédicace à Kamel l'ancien
إهداء إلى كل الأمازيغ ـ بني زناسن
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- Publié par: faissal131
Thématique: CAID ELMANSSOURI
Un collectif de Rap, composé entre autres de Abd Al Malik et de Wallen (originaire de la ville de Oujda), a pris le nom de Béni-Snassen en référence à l'unité tribale de cette région et de leur chevalerie : « La diversité artistique de ses membres rappelle celle des groupes constituant la confédération tribale des Béni Snassen, dans l'oriental marocain; en effet, ce territoire montagneux accueille depuis des siècles des tribus bien distinctes revendiquant pourtant leur unité, n'hésitant pas à exprimer leur désaccord leur résistance toujours avec respect, honneur et bravoure ce qui d'ailleurs valut à un char français de porter le nom de Béni Snassen durant la Deuxième Guerre mondiale La Région de l'oriental Marocain est très diversifié en musique Il y a: Le Gharnati qui vient de Gharnata (Grenade en Arabe): cette musique est l'une des nombreuses héritières de la musique andalouse dispersé dans tout le Maroc après la Reconquista (Tetouan, Fès, Oujda mais aussi Tlemcen (En Algérie). Le bastion de cette Musique est la ville de Oujda, avec sa grande école de Gharnati. Reggada (ou Imdizazen) qui une danse guerrière des Beni Snassen puis qui s'est répandue à la frontière algériénne, et dans le rif voisin dûe a une immigraion massive des rifains dans les zones Beni snassen est un style de musique qui a contribué lui aussi l'identité culturelle de la région nord Oriental, créé par les guerrieres Beni snassnis (Berkane, Oujda, Ahfir, Bni drare, Zayo, Tafoughalte). Le Reggada(Maroc) n'est pas le même style de musique que l'Allaoui. L'Allaoui(Algerie) est un style de musique instrumental donc, sans parole. De plus l'Allaoui vient de la région de Tlemcen en AlgerieLes montagnes Béni-Snassen sont habitées par les Berbères; mais ces derniers se sont mêlés à des Arabes. En se mélangeant, elles ont ainsi formé une sorte de groupe ethnique dont les divers éléments ont de nombreux points de ressemblance. Les Berbères se sont quelque peu arabisés ; certaines fractions zénètes ont même oublié nettement leur langue-mère. Dautre part, les Arabes se sont berbérisés ; sétant mis, dès le début de leur ruée à louest, au service des dynasties berbères, leurs usages ont été considérablement modifiés. Au cours de ces transformations dans le caractère zénète et arabe, cest linfluence berbère, qui a prévalu, parce que les berbères ont toujours été les plus nombreux et que le pouvoir leur a été enlevé très tard au Maroc. Les éléments fixes de chacune des deux populations ont conservé lusage de leur langue propre, mais tous les Berbères connaissent aussi la langue qui est très répandue. On prétend que certains factions, classées habituellement parmi les Berbères, seraient issues de peuples chrétiens ayant habité le massif des Beni-Snassen à lépoque romaine; ces factions sont désignées sous le nom dEl Beqia (« le reste »). En labsence de tout document corroborant la tradition leur attribuant cette origine, il est difficile démettre une opinion quon ne peut appuyer sur rien de précis. Les Beqia représentent peut-être les descendants des anciennes populations autochtones, dont le souvenir se serait ainsi conservé, mais altéré par la légendeLa plaine des Angads, riche par sa production de céréales de féculents d'oliviers et de figuiers durant les années pluvieuses, se compose de plateaux (à louest) dont la relative aridité limite la culture à lorge, aux pâturages et à quelques amandiers. En revanche, la plaine de Triffa, l'avant-pays du massif vers la Méditerranée, est très fertile. Elle se caractérise par une production variée dagrumes, de raisins, de figuiers, d'oliviers et de légumes. La construction du grand barrage de Mechra Hammadi sur la Moulouya (Melwiya) ainsi que le canal des Triffa qui traverse la plaine ont lancé la haute mécanisation de ses cultures dans toute la région de l'oriental (Nador, Oujda, Alhoceima, Berkane, Tawrite, Taza et GuercifPrès de la frontière maroco-algérienne, à quelques dizaines de kilomètres de la côte méditerranéenne, débute un alignement montagneux orienté sud-est nord-ouest qui commence avec le massif des Beni Snassen (Berkane, Oujda,Ahfir, Tafoughalte,Bni drare et Zayo) en territoire marocain et se prolonge au-delà de lOranie. Les Beni Snassen forment un ensemble dont la faible plissure du relief longe le littoral, peu élevé (800 mètres en moyenne), avec pour point culminant le Ras Foughal (1535 m). De part et dautre du massif sétendent les plaines de Triffa au nord-ouest, Berkane à ses pieds, et des Angads au sud-est où se situe la ville dOujda, capitale du Maroc oriental. La région est délimitée au nord par la Méditerranée, au sud par loued Isly à Oujda et Ahfir, à louest par le fleuve de la Moulouya ou Melwiya à Berkane et à lest par loued Kiss qui longe la frontière algérienne à une vingtaine de kilomètres.
MGMT - Time to Pretend
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- Publié par: GYVfq4NzsZ
Thématique: Alternative Electronic Indie MGMT Music Oracular Pop Pretend Rap Religious Rock Sou Spectacular tags Time to Unsigned World
http://tinyurl.com/3syntl MGMT - Time to Pretend - Oracular Spectacular I'm Feelin rough I'm Feelin raw I'm in the prime of my life. Let's make some music make some money find some models for wives. I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin and fuck with the stars. You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars. This is our decision to live fast and die young. We've got the vision, now let's have some fun. Yeah it's overwhelming, but what else can we do? Get jobs in offices and wake up for the morning commute? Forget about our mothers and our friends. We were fated to pretend. I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms. I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world. I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home. Yeah I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone. But there is really nothing, nothing we can do. Love must be forgotten. Life can always start up anew. The models will have children, we'll get a divorce, we'll find some more models, Everything must run its course. We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end. We were fated to pretend. yeah yeah yeah
Cullen Bear
- Durée: 0:40
- Notation: 5.00 (3 votes)
- Visites: 70
- Publié par: BathtubWanderer
Thématique: alice bathtubwanderer bear bella black blood book breaking carlisle cullen dawn eclipse edward emmett esme gloomy gold hale jacob jasper jubercoffrin meyer midnight moon movie new rap red renesmee rosalie song stephenie sun swan touched twilight vast
It's Coming Basically it's a rap i'm doing for my little Gloomy doll. It has yellowish goldenish eyes, and blood on it (like all Gloomy bears do) and I thought why not make it a Cullen Bear? [Pretend it's possible! Like Renesmee!] Anyways, it's on its way. :P I just have to get a few tunes redone... Pardon the cheap-ass background. I couldn't find anything cooler xD Music: "Touched" by VAST
50 cent - patiently Waiting Instrumental Ft. Eminem (lyrics)
- Durée: 3:32
- Notation: 4.67 (39 votes)
- Visites: 23790' favoriteCount='40
- 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
AAA Eminem Feat 50cent Cashis Lloyd Banks You Don't Know
- Durée: 4:23
- Notation: 4.91 (44 votes)
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- Publié par: byEY
Thématique: 50cent Banks Cashis Don't Eminem Feat it Know Lloyd R&B rap run wemrah Who You
[Chorus] Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know We run it You know but ya acting like ya don't know Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know We run it You know but ya acting like ya don't know You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know [50 Cent] Now homie I say I run it run it cause I'm in control Hypnotic hennessy a couple shots of patron I have ya feeling aight, I get ya high as a kite Party popping shawty says she coming with me tonight I ent settled the limit, I ent snapping and popping Even though I'm bopping my head though I'm just standing there watching I'ma hustler I hustle, you can tell that I'm paid And I protect what I got, I'm in a house with my blade Nigga you front you gonna get it, OK now maybe I've said it Cause I want you to trip it, yea I be on that shit hit You should see when I'm stuntin', My flash is sposed to be warning Push the grip see me rollin', you can tell that I'm holdin' I'm just doing my thang, you know the units the game I got my grimey shady with me, you front you'll havta get me Off your ass, I'll pay the lawsuit and laugh Haha its not a big deal it's nothing but some cash Lets Go... [Chorus] Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know [Eminem] When me and fif' got together to do this music The more we became enveloped we just developed a fellowship through it It's no pretend shit its friendship meaning this is assuming This ent him it's just media see the image is images With the shit its new gimmicks, its jus blood in and blood out When there's beef you just gotta know when to butt in and butt out, If there's a problem we solve it, we don't resolve it It usually just evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved And we should all get a merit, cause most beef we inherit And wear it like a badge of honor, pass it around and share it And let it go to whoever's holding the most current beef on they're shoulders And the soldiers got their back s to the toper But tonight we ent come in here to beef with nobody We came to party, Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari So it's Shady, Aftermizath, packin' that ass You wizass, comizo what kinda bizucko musician is that? [Chorus] Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know [Cashis] Pistol play ricochet see where the victim lay Slumped over bleeding, J.F.K H.K to ya chest plate cave I will ride to the death, do you rep that way? Forever I'ma be a Shady seven four gangsta Plus I'll survive everything you got in that chamber I thrive off of danger, jumping it all beef You keep talking shit now the squad gone called me [Lloyd Banks] Enough holding back the steam, Em let off a magazine Dapadon cap of Queens, mixed in with Cashis creams Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see Telling ent my cup of tea, can't tell I'ma fucking G? I'm all automatic when I'm at it, start static and you splattered Shit shattered, I'ma walking bitch magnet Spit it how I live it live it always to the limit And I'm always on my pivot for my digits you dig it? So what? [Chorus] Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know Who run it?
Fall out boy - The Take Over The Breaks Over
- Durée: 4:6
- Notation: 5.00 (2 votes)
- Visites: 222
- Publié par: katarafriend
Thématique: boy del fall mundo música out rap
Video de esta cancion tan cheere disfrutenla Baby, seasons change but people don't And I'll always be waiting in the back room I'm boring but overcompensate with Headlines and flash! flash! flash! photography But don't pretend you ever forgot about me Don't pretend you ever forgot about me Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcée? Style your wake for fashion magazines Widow or a divorcée? Don't pretend, d d d don't pretend We don't fight fair We don't fight fair They say your head can be a prison Then, these are just conjugal visits People will dissect us 'til This doesn't mean a thing anymore oh Don't pretend you ever forgot about me Don't pretend you ever forgot about me Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcée? Style your wake for fashion magazines, oh Widow or a divorcée? Don't pretend, d d d don't pretend We do it in the dark We're dropped and well-concealed In secret places, wha-oh We do it in the dark With smiles on our faces We're dropped and well-concealed In secret places We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We don't fight fair We do it in the dark With smiles on our faces We're trapped and well-concealed In secret places, wha-oh We do it in the dark With smiles on our faces We're trapped and well-concealed In secret places We don't fight fair With smiles on our faces We're trapped and well-concealed In secret places (Don't pretend you ever forgot about me) (Don't pretend you ever forgot about me) We don't fight fair
Nuclear Hip Hop by MOOD ft. TALIB KWELI. prod. by JAHSON
- Durée: 4:17
- Notation: 4.39 (36 votes)
- Visites: 15710' favoriteCount='90
- Publié par: supermanthony12
Thématique: doom hip hip-hop hiphop hop Kweli mf MFDOOM Mr.Lif Nuclear rap Talib
[Donte] Unorthodox, out of proportion Slop, nuclear hip-hop Tell the feds I'ma hidden underground warhead And when we go to Armageddon, I'll leave more dead You can kill what's killed, innocent ain't guilt I feel like pissin on your bed on that american quilt Keep my head at the tilt, ten is not what you spilt The kids still can believe these pyramids I built How Niagara Falls, what time death calls I shoot the gift and I'm still like a myth to y'all Pitfall, get on your knees and crawl Through the leaves, as steady, as he goes Y'all ain't ready for these flows Graphic, 3-D-O's lyrically CD's pose With the flash out your nose, like some fresh kilos I devour, your energy feild like powder Meteor shower slayin, decayin meteor power [Talib Kweli] I fly in, in the decked of the deckedets My presense be evacuate, in the presidents residence They never seen evidence of somethin like this Ever since the big bang theory And that's just a theory, hear me Fallout shelters, and the heat swelters Main book me a flight on Delta (You's a flight outta town) I seen the plan as clear as an Azima They got the CIA, the NAS, FBI, and FEMA Darsika you and the baby stay with Cheryl While I find an underground spot, I know of several I'm comin of age, and my special powers are showin Babylonian towers is blowin away in the wind I clense like showers, the sins from men They bugged everyone of my kin, I'm not sure what's happenin [Chorus] 2x Nuclear hip-hop, non-stop (non-stop) Non-stop, non stop... (Continue to rock unorthodox) [Talib Kweli] They sayin the rhymes that I write is unforgetable And the styles I bust, is to mysteriously luxurious and lushious Like shots to the vein, the high rushes Straight to your brain, your focus is in my clutches As much as you pretend somethin such as your end Won't happen for awhile, you are livin in denial You were born, from liberated moms abscorn My family's torn, I'm the third eye of this hip-hop storm In my energy feild, phony men'll be killed Some of my files top secret, with the government seal Now they own us, cuz they want us, to be goners This is the time, who is the warner? We been preparing our techs in the van And Rampage is steering, let's make this jam Doing backwards changes moods on the land [Main Flo] My land survives plans like a stand Nuclear like 1945 in Japan I foreign aid my conflicts with porn raids When my snoring days were roaring like soaring grenades My average plot, took me to established spots Ravage docks, take control like Tavey Stocks Just mind control torque aight Wanna break with contacts, with mental cord, jackin four right I'll make you cough more {*coughs*} With long term effects just like the Gulf War Not purse Benon, but I sensed the charge For war in the east, when I lynched the guards Teams flips, money's king, assassination teams was clean Like Gipsapp ravines Regime caps, Korean gaps, was freein blacks A way out, had me seein traps [Donte] Yea, so I came in the forms of migraines And torn by brain fly crane style, I drain Habec pals Poppin all se-niles, with these for being foul Man enough to carry cuffs, man enough to stand trial You feel guilty by association When I capture your mind, then the rest'll motivate ya My brain is a weapon strong enough to hold a nation While balancing, galaxies and planets You can't understand it, while you out in seas stranded Visualize, infinite individual eyes When they realize the way we make the spiritual riiiissseee [Chorus] [Talib Kweli] Non stop..
Gangsta Pool
- Durée: 6:56
- Notation: 5.00 (1 votes)
- Visites: 102' favoriteCount='2
- Publié par: kassproductions
Thématique: gangsta gangster lame pretend
Update the Second- Yes, the promised sequel has been released. Although I don't believe a third one is intended, you never know what might change our/my mind. ------------------------------------------ Honestly you can just skip from 1:25 to 5:20. I'm serious, it's just a waste of time. There are like, TWO funny parts that happen during that whole time, but you should only watch them when you're really bored, have a lot of time on your hands, and are feeling rather patient with repetitive music. We know how stupid we look, so we've relieved you of the duty of telling us. Anyways, our rap...our rap, oh geez, that was embarrassing. Honestly, we were just joking and not serious what so ever. Also, we were making fun of lame movies and weren't trying to actually win the pool game until we were running out of film. -kassproductions
Dara Rolins feat. Helico - Zostať smieš
- Durée: 4:40
- Notation: 4.12 (145 votes)
- Visites: 213880' favoriteCount='288
- Publié par: jurko1111
Thématique: Dara Helico rap Rolins smies smieš zostat zostať
Hudobny klip repera Helica a Darinky Rolinsovej. TEXT(LYRIC): Ah yo,Dee! (aha?!) Oooh! (yeh,c´mon!) Playin a game with me?... (yeeeh) Lady D,now let me tell ya like this, I´mma muddafuccin rappa,U R big bombshell. As luv to da whirl of surprises of her new world, it can take on my lyrics... Dogg,what ´cha doin´ here? Hit it! My nicee Dara,now just my sayin´ goes at none respect to ya caste. 9 to 5! Cripplin´ my lone mind is castigated by allusion to French kiss all hourz. I own the fair for heartriots, soulriots and the fair for flowaz. Non´ pretend, I ain´t the man that can satisfy all of ya needs for life, no demand. Please no actions over high! My sleazy face vote´s still gon´ look, look like an ice slide. But for now I just needa scent ´cha ton´ flava and all images of ya side, Dee, whadda? [Choruz:] Oh c´mon! Veci,čo o mne vieš, v sebe mám, Tebe dám aj srdce boom-boom! Tým tlakom dnes rozbiješ ma vnútri. C´mon!Preštudovať ma smieš! Tak si mnou hlavu lám aj srdce boom-boom! Zostať smieš! Well,well lady, I´m definitely in! Can I? Ages non´ playin´! Who win? It´s just only for the hell of it, already no shit on! Word up! Givin a damn thang on! Givin it on! I don´t know U for real. But I prefer candour at all kindz ´n I can visualize our picture in my senda. Nice and slow,girl! Any silent room and many roses, 4 eyes 2 shadowz of passionz... Now: my honey, my world, my secret, my swirl, got at ´cha! 1000 of fine kissez I bet ´cha! One by one fixed to ya splendid eye lid, one and another, after ya eyez on me like a bulletz of my Sheep. My hand into ya hair, my speech into ya mouth, in absolute finesse. Tongue on tongue. Flow by flow. Blood in ya veins goin´ up by my small blows. Big Family´s fame, ya know?! [Choruz] We da ridaz of hottest middlemost nite, leanin´ over in kissez timin´ 2getha. Suddenly ya at stopped dat, secretly hand in hand we draggin´ straight into a bed. Strength of my desire for ya body callin´ iz neva-endin´. Now I just wanna spend in. Tonguin´ya toes, feelin for goose flesh on ya. I adore ya ´n ya soul force... Ya miracolous hot body curves gettin my woodie to da sphere of heaven´s moments! Passin´ ya feet as far as ya clit, meetin´ a flamboyant luv canal. She´s a goddesss, capapie! I luv world when I´mma wit ´cha luvely jugz , just slidin´ my dick into ya cunt. At the sight of comely moonface, my fancy of havin a sex with Dee goes by ´n Was on? [Choruz]
SINGER WANTED - **original song needs singer**
- Durée: 2:15
- Notation: 5.00 (2 votes)
- Visites: 390' favoriteCount='1
- Publié par: singingsisters89
Thématique: **original alternative blues classical country electronic folk hip-hop indie jazz music needs pop r&b rap religious rock SINGER singer** song soul unsigned WANTED world
Please help me!!! i wrote a song and sang a demo for u but i rele need a GOOD singer cause, well, i stink lol PLESE HELP Lyrics: I really thought we had something special That it was too good for u to throw away But now im seeing every thing through Some other girls face My brown eyes are telling me that all I saw was true But my heart just can't come to say That im done with u Cause way before u treated me like a piece of dirt I never thought that from u My innocent heart could hurt And now I see...... Youre a loser to be yelled at Thrown outa my house Gone and down the street by now To be told off and don't clown around Its too late to pretend That its not over This that this ain't the end... Of our story Of our story Dododododudodo Lalalalala Mmm Now how can I believe anything you say that uve not been lyin to me Way before today Try telling me that that girl Was just an empty friend See what ill do Because whatever cause were at the end Youre a loser to be yelled at Thrown outa my house Gone and down the street by now To be told off and don't clown around Its too late to pretend That its not over This that this ain't the end... Of our story Of our story
This is Why I Rap - dsierc (MUSI Video) Why I'm Hot Spin-off
- Durée: 5:12
- Notation: 2.23 (87 votes)
- Visites: 12782' favoriteCount='17
- Publié par: donatello10
Thématique: dennis donatello10 freestyle hip hip-hop hop mims music music-video nike this-is-why-i'm-hot this-is-why-i-rap video
Check out my Channel (Donatello10) for more RAP VIDEOS! --check out the effects in the second verse and yes, I know I know...I got the neatest writing in the world ;) Chorus (spin-off of 'This is Why I'm Hot'): This is why I rap, this is why I rap This is why, this is why, this is why I rap This is why I rap, this is why I rap This is why, this is why, this is why I rap I rap cause I can, I rap cause I want This is why, this is why, this is why I rap I get to rap my thoughts and makem into songs This is why, this is why , this is why I rap V1 Now hiphop is all about entertainment In its prime itll be that mixed with enlightenment and education Obviously some see it as a threat, they cowards They know what happened when public enemy screamed fight the power The future lies in the growing youth Imagine how things would be if they were shown the truth We rap for the fun of it/ in life if you not part of the light Chances are, You're probably part of the darker shit So I respect common sense with his conscious shit Or kanye west rapping thru a wire after a car accident And cause of the fresh prince, when I get a nice vehicle (lol) Ima roll 2 miles an hour so everybody sees ya! I like it when pac wrote his ghetto gospel Or when biggie said its all good/ bay be bay be Why did big l tell that us he was mvp on the mic Its That one of a kind creativity, in us for infinity/ V2 When noone wana listen to me I can spit to the beat ever so eternal hearing my speech My worries, my pain, my struggle, my day My thoughts, my things, my topics, my way Always on time the rhymes enters my mind As I type on the pc or write on the pad line I cant keep em in my head like jayz yet its not how u cook but what u cook that make u an MC I don't understand how rap is portrayed in the media don't like a rapper, attack him not the medium first was the word and the word was him rap must be important because rap is words with hyms back a few thousand years ago/ plato was talking philosophy reciting it to a beat with poems it wasn't garbage then and it isn't now aint it foolish how I do this like a Buddhist mediating to the tao!?!? V3 Words are paint, the beat is the canvas We painting emotions, stories and thoughts 4 u to dance with Let me break hip hip down in a way we can all see We gotta eat so pretend it's a chinses buffet ina place called hip hop chi Try to see variety is what makes the table sweet Whats Chinese buffet without chicken ball, whats hip hop/ without spiritual Whats Chinese buffet without egg roll Whats hiphop without anga or gangsta, whats the buffet without rice Whats hiphop without dudes tryna see whose flow's the most nice Imagine u couldn't fill your plate yur fav, same old food Then what would hip hop be without a lil taste of old school Theres no limitation, thru the power speech you can move nations U got brainz? Talk, cause I don't hear what you saying.. They say politics is the way to give power to the ppl But knowledge it power so spit yo shit the beat yo! And sunny if you never knew now you do..... Props to E-motion-L for making the beat! and leave comments!
Disneyland Diss Rap - Hate it Don't Love it
- Durée: 3:36
- Notation: 4.71 (21 votes)
- Visites: 490' favoriteCount='3
- Publié par: phatkimchi101
Thématique: 50 cast cent crazy disney disneyland diss documentary Dont fifty fun funny game Hate hip hop hot it love make member members mickey mockumentary mocumentary mouse of or parody rap sexy the
Lyrics: Yea Aint goin back Uh-uh Looking up I was confused They all just had left Confused cause the Magic of this place was now dead Andrew aint around Probably drinkin and blazin weed Albert's working at Borders Make-Makin them coffee drinks I wanna live good so shit I worked hard Out at Disneyland Hustling Stores; dont get caught The music doesnt S.T.F.U, doesnt ever really stop But the days would drag, so many fags For life I was scarred Working a really late shift one night Go to In-N-Out for a late night bite. Different day, same shit Working here isnt good Vicky, was a fucking bitch never go back if I could [Chorus] Hate it dont love it, cause Disneyland is so whack And everyday the park is always filled with fags. Gohead; check and see All the M.O.S. and shrinks Cause none of them were done By Casual Temporaries Hate it dont love it, cause Disneyland is so whack And everyday the park is always filled with fags. Gohead; check and see All the M.O.S. and shrinks Cause none of them were done By Casual Temporaries D-D-D-D-DisneyLand!!!!! C.E.O. Michael Eisner Take step aside New Chairman is Bob Iger, 2005 Swipe the C.D.S. for break, hesitation, now thats the true meaning of killing time Ten G'z will get your savings many losses Believe you me homie, nothing here is costless All these guests spending mad paper, be cautious One purchase too many, now what the hell could have caused this? I felt trapped at Disney Been working over there forever since high school with two of my closest homies That was last year Threatened Pooh with a knife I'll kill you if you jack my Honda Civic '95. Told Bank of America, when applied And if I get denied, they better tell me why I aint had patience with these fast passes for the rides I aint going back Disney with my costume on See how time fly? [Chorus] From the beginning to the end Losers, moms, little kids Mickey Mouse you aint gotta pretend The truth; he's a Mexican Making minimum wage Enough of this shit, now it's time to get paid Used to see all my bros working at this shitty place Now Im making more dough in so many more ways Finally to have time to film with my friends And bought a Panasonic DVX and that brand new lens Go to Disney on Weekends and you'll see all the perks Thinking how they spend 20 thousand dollars on fireworks Say it's Harmless... Walt is gone, and Hanna Montana's music is just all garbage I wanna ride every ride so I'm gonna pause this No Small World That ride is gonna make you real nauseous If I ever go back Its just gonna Cause stress The price and pain is too much; its straight up Extortion FUCK DISNEYLAND!!! [Chorus] http://www.myspace.com/dkmusick check it out This song is a Parody of: "Hate it or Love it" in the The Game's Album "the Documentary" ...took me approximatly 3 weeks to write and perform this song...
Sweatshop Union - Radio edit
- Durée: 3:21
- Notation: 5.00 (4 votes)
- Visites: 434' favoriteCount='5
- Publié par: jorxx8
Thématique: edit hip-hop natural progression radio rap sweatshop union
Sweatshop coming through so everybody move over no sir dont worry at all (Na, Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na) We're gonna break the mold and shake the whole thing so surely they'll fall (Na na na, na na na) So everybody move over no sir don't worry at all (Na, Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na) We're gonna break the mold and shake the whole thing so surely they'll fall. (Na na na, na na na) Don't you figure its a little bit twisted this bulls*** that gets rotated In most cases don't say s*** but we're still listenin' And MCs if you decide to push your views aside and choose to ride whatever's popular at the moment then do it, I'll just make music that's dissin' it. Because it's just the way you're thinkin' it'll keep our ship sinkin' And its keeping me livin' within a -- prison And disconnected isn't entered from the infinite And given just a glimpse of what it is and isn't is what we're livin' in. Trim the speech, -- the beat since the truth we speak, Bring the heat or failure creeps in inches we don't eat. We'll find an image to mimic to get our 15 minutes Till SoundScan© drags down all our hopes to the limit, But why do I have to try to dumb down the sound In a compromise to try to turn sails around? If I speak my piece, will the interest cease? Well at least -- will get -- a week And if they're driven to spin it, We'll make change from within it, But if not we'll get got, cause bitter washed-up cynics Pretend to like spot hype and we'll be alright Singing right for the fight and we can better this life Sweatshop coming through so everybody move over no sir dont worry at all (Na, Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na) We're gonna break the mold and shake the whole thing so surely they'll fall (Na na na, na na na) So everybody move over no sir don't worry at all (Na, Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na) We're gonna break the mold and shake the whole thing so surely they'll fall. (Na na na, na na na) Mmm I wonder how to leave the underground with dignity intact and be the rappers that we are today we say but even fatter. So we'll tour in tons of towns and bump the sound for kids that need the facts and fiend for rap and somethin' to say but in this industry is backwards. Mmm without radio play your sales may be okay maybe you'll stay afloat maybe plenty of tape maybe you'll drown turn the radio down. Who's that? Sweatshop, and we shakin' your ground. Love to hand feed everyone -- [Gun ******]. Do believe its fun -- to need funds, Sobering look at what we've become, above our heads a web of deceit is spun. To the beat of a drum, we'll speak to the young And teach, never preach of false freedom Redeem some rights, some wrongs, and write my songs to feed the -- and industry pythons. No matter what you say, you better watch the snakes; We're just the prey for anybody who loves the game. But trust the game, gon' embrace the touch of fame- (Don't worry there's no shame!) 'Cause no way it's okay, they get jerked for low pay, have to serve and obey, it's all work and no play! But hope -- don't change a -- make some old diggy overplayed willy-what tape with no soul. Sweatshop coming through so everybody move over no sir dont worry at all (Na, Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na) We're gonna break the mold and shake the whole thing so surely they'll fall (Na na na, na na na) So everybody move over no sir don't worry at all (Na, Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na) We're gonna break the mold and shake the whole thing so surely they'll fall. (Na na na, na na na) Sweatshop coming through so everybody move over no sir dont worry at all (Na, Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na) We're gonna break the mold and shake the whole thing so surely they'll fall (Na na na, na na na) So everybody move over no sir don't worry at all (Na, Na na na, na na na, na na na, na na na) We're gonna break the mold and shake the whole thing so surely they'll fall. (Na na na, na na na)
qwel - asceticism (freezer burner)
- Durée: 2:54
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 7
- Publié par: zoroastres2
Thématique: asceticism burner freezer galapagos meaty ogre qwel
"qwel - asceticism" from freezer burner w/ meaty ogre. track 16 for when it all falls down around the shoulders of soldiers and preachers and leaders and teachers yall can tell em who told em we wore our souls like the sneakers that keeps our feet from the embers swept the streets with our scars the starvin body remembers to recollect upon his corners gotta get it if its possible lots of fools done fell in december whatever opt to stop and rob him cruel same shit kept him out of school movin rocks or swoopin cops that kept him chained to the weather it never changes it seems this hole keeps burrowing deeper dirty heaps getting higher messiah dying to reach us the leaders hiding behind us pretend their minds are on Jesus when miles of fetuses dying between the lies that they feed us teachers buyin it and sellin it pin naive to the genius the childs eyes aint seen the wind but his mind can perceive it receive the secrets of this life and be a light through this bleakness use the teachins of right and truth just to fight through this weakness for when all passes to ashes with the cash that we gathered cats imagine reactions after we add up what mattered man the chatter among us will numb our ears to the shatterin rattlin nashin of teeth resounding ringing like saturn patterned circling excuses used as tools would just shatter because we knew the truth but humans wanted proof on a platter with loosened grips that grabbed for dollars hollered oops from the ladder scattered the youth at the bottom amidst the bruised and the battered with twisted music and rappers preoccupied with his fashion cynic lying politians tied and blinded with taxes actin thugs cuttin in winding line to climb in his casket madness the sign of the times messiah dyin to catch us why we tryin eye on the prize and dyin to ask it if cats is fine with it fine if not, why aint we after it like we rather just laugh or nap or pass it up and rap a bit haggle over trash and die to try and cash it in like...
"Dont Pretend" - ShaySTAR
- Durée: 0:47
- Notation: 3.00 (1 votes)
- Visites: 153
- Publié par: SingShayStar
Thématique: 16 2008 african and at bad bears beautiful best bet beyonce black brown can can't cannot cant chris ciara cover cry def dont flyy girl heart hilson hudson hurt instrumental jam jay jazmine jennifer jockin Karina karoke keri knife Lil lions love lyrics motion mtv music need new not Pasian plies pop pretend r&b rap rapper rnb sad search sexy Shay ShayStar singing slow soul spotlight star sullivan swagg t.i. tears ti tigers unsigned vh1 victim war wayne world
Singing the Chorus of this song written by this rapper i was suppose to be collaborating with
Scarface - Mr. Scarface
- Durée: 5:30
- Notation: 4.85 (27 votes)
- Visites: 13694' favoriteCount='58
- Publié par: DaClassicz
Thématique: Back Bill Boys Bushwick Geto Greatest hip-hop Hits Is Mr rap Scarface Willie
Greatest Hits Mr. Mr. Scarface from walking down the block Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends And Mr. Mr. Scarface went up the block again (All I have in this world, all I have in this world All I have, all I have, all I have in this world) Ahh yeah, hah Mr. Scarface is back in the motherfuckin house once again! Yea, droppin some of that new Mr. Scarface Two, on your motherfuckin ass So suck a nigga dick, or make a nigga rich Or something, bitch Verse One: I don't give a FUCK about the chatter in the background Niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down If you don't know, I recommend you check And ask them motherfuckers, how many heads I put to rest I play a game but the game ain't roulette Slangin cane is the thang and I beat That there's a lot of wannabe Scarfaces I've heard the name in ninety-nine different places I'm here to squash it all original will speak Scarface on your ass from the streets I left my cut, in fear of a prison term They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that I refuse to be a visitor in state's camp So I broke and left behind all I worked for Either that or be sentenced for a drug war And many want to know why I've slowed up It's either that or get fucked Cause laws get happy on the trigger Say fuck it put a cap in a nigga But this ass ain't made for no caps homey This ass says 'Exit Only' So I get in the wind but hey A nigga still sold a quarter everyday I sat around for six months black Waitin for the day to make a comeback And now I'm ready for combat Mr. Scarface is back Chorus: repeat 2X Verse Two: Aiyyo Bido, drop that shit Yeah, heh heh Back in the South Park, six o'clock on the dot Checkin on my old rock spot I seen the same old set Heh, the small timers see me so they jet Buildin one-twenty-eight I got myself a bag and I can't wait To cut em up small to make a profit Niggaz on the cut short stop it Fiends'll see em small then they go Where, to see the motherfuckin pro One nigga got pissed And started reachin for his shit Three-fifty-seven on your ass fool Like I said before, you don't get a second chance dude Unloaded on his ass he was hurt Six shots put his dick in the dirt Laid him out like a motherfuckin rug Gettin pumped full of thirty-eight slugs Some other niggaz stepped out y'all Aww shit, I had to make a phone call Hello? Hay Jay Whassup? I'm in a little trouble man Where you at? I'm out here in South Park Village Stay right there, I'll be right on C'mon let's take these motherfucers to war main Jay called up some niggaz from the 5th Ward And came back with a motherfuckin hit squad Motherfuckin uzi machine Big Chief packed an M-16 Will and AK with a banana clip And little Bill had a god damn pistol grip I hit a little laugh and got me a buzz And that's about the time they got drugged One more war took place You can call me the shit started, or call me Mr. Scarface Chorus Verse Three: Damn, check this shit out Later on, all alone, you know what happened next Another bitch came by to give me sex It was kind of strange I was thrown off The last bitch got her head blown off But fuck I ain'tsta pass up no pooty She started strippin at the door, oh goody I got in that ass with the quickness Fuckin her down with the diznick I didn't have to pretend I loved her All she wanted me to do was just fuck her So I gave it up to the lady And all she said was 'Fuck me baby, fuck me baby' I started stroking in an outrage The whole while I was starin at my twelve gauge The bitch was makin noise I said I'm killin her And all the while my dick was hard and he was still in her I made a nut as she fell to the floor I heard a knock on the front door I grabbed the twelve gauge from the bed head Who is it? (Fred) Who? Who the fuck is Fred, I stood by the door By that time someone jumped in the window Now what the fuck was I do? *bam bam bam* The bitch packed a twenty-two Hit him in his head, there she laid him The nigga standin by the door I sprayed him *automatic fires* And headed for the back I seen that same old brown cadillac It kinda fucked me up at first Cause the nigga that drove that caddy rode away in a hearse I opened up fire on the ride G Who I was shootin for was standin right behind me I had a double barrel pointed at my ass Could this be the end of Mr. Brad? I don't know what happened to the slut Well that's about the time the closet door it opened up *kicked open* On your ass trick! I'll be damned if I go out like the last bitch! Heh, five-oh's on my ass main They know me by the face, but they don't know my last name Now I'm back on the case Yeah, just call me Mr. Scarface
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