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Saiawazer - LCC (Lédignan City Cousin) Clip Rap Francais

  • Durée: 3:25
  • Notation: 3.36 (14 votes)
  • Visites: 6989' favoriteCount='6
  • Publié par: saiawazer

Thématique: avec  city  clip  cousin  francais  lcc  le  ledignan  mdr  merdique  poums  rap  représente  saia  saiawazer  smart  swr  video  village 

LE CLIP ENFIN SORTI!! on sait on sait la zik est trop laide mais c'est fait pour !!!! bref un clip avec 0 moyen mais tkt c'est pour tous les gars qui connaissent ! on représente comme on peut pas toujours comme on veut... le rap français vas trop kiffé ! mdrr

Saiawazer - Freestyle - 07/08/07 - Rap Francais

  • Durée: 0:55
  • Notation: 4.00 (4 votes)
  • Visites: 2830' favoriteCount='4
  • Publié par: saiawazer

Thématique: 2pac  50  cent  club  coast  da  francais  freestyle  in  instrumentale  nimes  rap  saiawazer  side  south  tupac  west 

Freestyle a 1h30 du matin. Parole "C'est Smart" sur l'instrumentale "In Da Club" de 50 Cent. South Side !!!

Medine - Game Over

  • Durée: 4:29
  • Notation: 4.00 (4 votes)
  • Visites: 579' favoriteCount='2
  • Publié par: Komball54

Thématique: 2006  français  Game  Hostile  Medine  Over  rap 

Game Over les rappeur deviennent lover Cover ténébreux depuis les Twin Tower Arabian's Panter autodidacte Dérangeant comme Ahmed Deedat Conçoit mes couplets dans l'esprit de la machine Enfonce mon stylo commando dans le cou du rap comme Achille Hostile 10 ans plus tard date anniversaire Passe mes condoléances aux familles des adversaires Nouveau fichier Microsoft Word encore un sans titre Le centième sera récompensé au centuple Donne moi la réplique El Shabazz Malik pour ghost rider Médine Constantine l'outsider. La réflexion des rappeurs, a la taille d'un cachet C'est l'extinction de l'espace menacée C'est la fin de notre époque mais le début d'une autre Voici, Médine le chimpinzé astronaute. A chaque sortie d'album on reconstruit nos carrières Escalade de montagnes, de barrières Traverser les marécages pour voir le fond du tunnel Il faut connaître le goût du vinaigre pour apprécier le miel Après les ténèbres jaillit la lumière il y a toujours un espoir sauf au cœur de l'enfer Moi je voulais voyager dans les airs comme un Stewart Mais les gens de ma race livrent des pizzas dans une Smart Hors des tours de contrôles mais le visages du contrôle Métropolitain plastiqueur ennemis des métropoles Et la ville attend toujours la mi-temps pour faire ces tacles Moi j'attends le statut d'intermittent du spectacle Je ne fréquente pas la violence elle est trop agnostique Brutalité elle est trop acoustique Télécharge ma rage en milliers de mégaoctets Téléporter l'histoire des déportés sur des portées. Lorsque la dernière rime auras été prononcé Lorsque la fin du monde auras été annoncé Lorsque les rivières seront toutes épuisés Que la dernier goutte de pétrole aura été puisé Lorsque les portes du pardon seront closes Lorsque Dieu seras dollars, que le Prophète seras Windows Lorsque les frères aurons des oursins dans les poches Lorsque le peuple d'Adam mangera la pomme de Macintosh Lorsqu'on abattra le dernier de nos arbres Lorsqu'on déchargera la dernière cartouche de nos armes Alors, et seulement alors on se souviendra, on se souviendra que l'argent ne se mange pas Que le succès s'estompe comme le maquillage d'un drack-queen Que les grandes théories s'effondrent comme celle de Darwin Que le, beurre n'est pas que simple attaquant Que le peule noir n'est pas le chaînons manquant Arabo Neandertal négros australopithèque J'ai pas la tête au freestyle quand le futur s'hypothèque Respect mon son et mon esprit Boumayé La caravane est passé même quand les pitbulls aboyaient Après un temps qui bouge la tête sur le crime paie Tu connais pas? rachète toi une culture sur Ebay Génération Lunatic,Arsenik et X-Men Haut de gamme game over dans ton rap game Met les gazs il y a de l'eau dans le gaz Ils voudraient qu'on leurs ressemble que l'on rentre dans leurs cases Mes couplets conservés dans une enceinte cryogène Alimente le R.A.P par ma plume électrogène Hostile Game over dans ton rap game...Médine Pas made in Taiwan mais Din arabian power D.I.N Records label Energizer Proof Sals'a déclenchent les hostilités Le rap c'est sérieux stoppé vos festivités.

NWA- Straight Outta Compton

  • Durée: 4:27
  • Notation: 5.00 (3 votes)
  • Visites: 3013' favoriteCount='5
  • Publié par: BINGLEY23

Thématique: Cube  Dr.Dre  Eazy-E  Ice  NWA  Rap 

You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge Verse One: Ice Cube Straight outta Compton, crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes When I'm called off, I got a sawed off Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off You too, boy, if ya fuck with me The police are gonna hafta come and get me Off yo ass, that's how I'm goin out For the punk motherfuckers that's showin out Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo Goin off on a motherfucker like that with a gat that's pointed at yo ass So give it up smooth Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a jack move Here's a murder rap to keep yo dancin with a crime record like Charles Manson AK-47 is the tool Don't make me act the motherfuckin fool Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe I'm knockin niggaz out tha box, daily yo weekly, monthly and yearly until them dumb motherfuckers see clearly that I'm down with the capital C-P-T Boy you can't fuck with me So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck Coz Ice Cube is crazy as fuck As I leave, believe I'm stompin but when I come back, boy, I'm comin straight outta Compton Chorus: [City of Compton, City of Compton] [Eazy E] Yo Ren [MC Ren] Whassup? [Eazy E] Tell em where you from! Verse Two: MC Ren Straight outta Compton, another crazy ass nigga More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger I'm a bad motherfucker and you know this But the pussy ass niggaz don't show this But I don't give a fuck, I'ma make my snaps If not from the records, from jackin the crops Just like burglary, the definition is 'jackin' And when illegally armed it's called 'packin' Shoot a motherfucker in a minute I find a good piece o' pussy, I go up in it So if you're at a show in the front row I'm a call you a bitch or dirty-ass ho You'll probably get mad like a bitch is supposed to But that shows me, slut, you're composed to a crazy muthafucker from tha street Attitude legit cause I'm tearin up shit MC Ren controls the automatic For any dumb muthafucker that starts static Not the right hand cause I'm the hand itself every time I pull a AK off the shelf The security is maximum and that's a law R-E-N spells Ren but I'm raw See, coz I'm the motherfuckin villain The definition is clear, you're the witness of a killin that's takin place without a clue And once you're on the scope, your ass is through Look, you might take it as a trip but a nigga like Ren is on a gangsta tip Straight outta Compton... Chorus: [City of Compton, City of Compton] [Dr. Dre] Eazy is his name and the boy is comin... Verse Three: Eazy-E ...straight outta Compton is a brotha that'll smother yo' mother and make ya sister think I love her Dangerous motherfucker raises hell And if I ever get caught I make bail See, I don't give a fuck, that's the problem I see a motherfuckin cop I don't dodge him But I'm smart, lay low, creep a while And when I see a punk pass, I smile To me it's kinda funny, the attitude showin a nigga drivin but don't know where the fuck he's going, just rollin lookin for the one they call Eazy But here's a flash, they never seize me Ruthless! Never seen like a shadow in the dark except when I unload, see I'll get over the hesitation and hear the scream of the one who got the last penetration Give a little gust of wind and I'm jettin But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin So what about the bitch who got shot? Fuck her! You think I give a damn about a bitch? I ain't a sucker! This is the autobiography of the E, and if you ever fuck with me You'll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother word to the motherfucker, straight outta Compton Chorus:

MSN vs GOOGLE - Search Engine Rap Battle

  • Durée: 2:19
  • Notation: 4.53 (1391 votes)
  • Visites: 516344' favoriteCount='2469
  • Publié par: pantlessknights

Thématique: battle  butterfly  cowboy  engine  google  hip-hop  knights  mac  microsoft  msn  nerdcore  or  pantless  pc  rap  search  seedwell  segway  seo  video  viral  yahoo  yahoo! 

Don't forget to SUBSCRIBE to our channel! Google and Microsoft trade nasty punchlines in the Search Engine Rap Battle. http://searchenginerapbattle.com There are three separate battles: MSN vs Google, Google vs Yahoo, and MSN vs Yahoo. Produced by Beau Lewis, Peter Furia and David Fine. Directed by David Fine. Created by Seedwell. contact: info[at]seedwell.com --------------- LYRICS Google: Your new system hasnt gotten many users They only use Vista cuz it came on their computers Step to me - Ill wrestle you blue My dyslexic fans, they call me "El Goog" Well connected - i got crazy links S-E-O just means what google thinks Smart people, they wanna work for me That's why I jack you for your employees Gmails got females - on fire like foxes i'm six gigs deep, up in their inboxes Search market share: 4% you 68 me. this battle rap is through MSN: You bought Youtube for 2 billion bucks He bought Youtube, the search still sucks Your icon's a joke - it's just a doodle Your name sounds like a baby retard poodle Youre net apps - they're slow- they dont work, nobody uses them, they go for the search I own your platform, I own IE, I own all degrees of the game, 3-60 You steal my people? heres the stor-y I buy Facebook and jack your employees You might have users, but they'll soon be leavin ya cuz your search results say search Wikipedia

Don Zaraani - Nas vs. Jay-z - The Lyrical Battle

  • Durée: 3:45
  • Notation: 5.00 (7 votes)
  • Visites: 8501' favoriteCount='9
  • Publié par: doos4life

Thématique: album  beat  don  god's  gods  hip-hop  hov  hova  jay-z  music  nas  nigger  pharell  r&b  rap  remix  son  the  world  zaraani  zarani 

my 2nd remix !!! nas vs. jay-z the lyrical battle !! DON ZARANI. LYRICS: JAY-Z : If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one [Verse One] I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed Rap critics they say he's "Money Cash Hoes" I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those If you grew up with holes in ya zapatos You'd be celebrating the minute you was havin' dough I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward I got beef with radio if i don't play they show They don't play my hits i don't give a shit SO Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers I don't know what you take me as, Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has I'm from rags to ritches niggas I ain't dumb I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Chorus] 99 problems but the bitch aint one If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Verse Two] The year's '94 and my trunk is raw In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law I got two choices y'all pull over the car or (hmmm) Bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor Now I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jay. Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case So I...pull over to the side of the road I heard "Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?" Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low? Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know Am I under arrest or should I gas em up? "Well you was doin fifty-five in a fifty-fo' " "Liscense and registration and step out of the car" "Are you carryin' a weapon on you I know a lot of you are" I ain't steppin out of shit all my paper's legit "Well, do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?" Well my glove compartment is locked so are the trunk in the back And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that "Aren't you sharp as a tack, you some type of lawyer or something'?" "Or somebody important or somethin'?" Nah, I ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit Enough that you won't illegally search my shit "We'll see how smart you are when the K9 come" I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me NAS: [Verse 1: Nas] Uh, uh, uh, now let's get it all in perspective For all y'all enjoyment, a song y'all can step wit' Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice But I ain't five-O, y'all know it's Nas yo Grey goose and a whole lotta hydro Only describe us as soldier survivors Stay laced in the best, well dressed with finesse In a white tee lookin for wifie Thug girl who fly and talks so nicely Put her in the coupe so she can feel the nice breeze We can drive thru the city no doubt, but don't say my car's topless Say the titties is out, newness here's the anthem Put your hand up that you shoot with, count your loot wit' Push the pool stick in your new crib, same hand that you hoop with Swing around like you stu-pid yo my mood is real rude I lay you out, show you what steel do Mobsters don't box, my pump shot obliges Every invitation to fight you punk hazas Like Pun said, "You ain't even en mi clasa" Maybach Benz, back seat, tv plasma Ladies lookin for athletes or rappers Whatever you choose, whatever you do Make sure he a thug and intelligent too Like a real thoroughbred is, show me love Lemme feel how the head is Females whose the sexiest is always the nastiest [record scratched off, Nas rhymes acapella] And I like a little sassiness, a lotta class Mommy reach in your bag, pass the fifth I'm a leader, at last this a don you wit' My nines'll spit, niggaz loose consciousness (X3)

50 Cent - Heat

  • Durée: 3:50
  • Notation: 4.82 (50 votes)
  • Visites: 27999' favoriteCount='111
  • Publié par: little1995

Thématique: and  bow  chronic  clean  cock  detox  die  dirty  doctor  dr  dre  eminem  ep  fucker  gangster  hip-hop  lied  lil  lp  me  motion  movie  nas  off  picture  piss  quarter  rap  shady  slim  snoopy  t.o.s  tony  unit  violence  wayne  word  wow  yayo 

Track 7 on the album Get Rich or Die Tryin'. LYRICS: (GUNSHOTS) [Chorus: 50 Cent] If there's beef, cock it and dump it, the drama really means nothin To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out) There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out) I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught The DA can play this motherfuckin tape in court I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin [50 Cent] Keep thinkin I'm candy till ya fuckin skull get popped And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-da-box In the hood summer time is the killing season It's hot out this bitch that's a good 'nuff reason I've seen gangsta's get religious when they start bleedin Sayin "Lord, Jesus Help Me" cause they ass leakin When they window roll down and that A.K. come out You can squeeze ya lil handgun until you run out And you can run for ya back-up But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up God's on ya side, shit I'm aight wit that We reload them clips and come right back It's a fact homie, you go against me ya fucked I get the drop, if you can duck, ya luckier then Lady Luck Look nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood Cuz ya momma still around dog, and daddy ain't good If you was smart you'd be shook of me Cuz I'd get tired of lookin for ya, spray ya momma crib, and let ya ass look for me (Chorus) [50 Cent] My heart bleeds for you nigga, I can't wait to get to you Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the bitch in you Nigga you know the streets talk So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride till the sun burn out If I die today, I'm happy how my life turned out See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself Locked up I was in a box by myself I done made myself a millionaire by myself Now, shit changed motherfucker I can hire some help I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood But ya shooter fin'nin to get get shot it won't do 'em no good With a pistol I define the definition of pain If you survive ya bones'll still fuckin hurt when it rain Oh you a pro at playin battleship well this ain't the same Lil homie this is a whole different type of war game See the losers and up in shackles of motherfuckin chains Or laid out in the streets leakin out they brains (Chorus) [50 Cent] After the fist fights it's gunfire boy you get the best of me (best of me) If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testin me (testin me) All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessin me (blessin me) Fin'nin to run rap cuz Dr. Dre got the recipe (the recipe, recipe) Yeah, uh ha, aye Dre You got me feelin real bulletproof up in this motherfucker Cuz my windows on my motherfuckin Benz is bulletproof nigga Cuz my motherfuckin vest is bulletproof nigga Cuz my motherfuckin hat is bulletproof nigga But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a fuckin concussion Better that then a hole in the head right nigga, heh heh ha ha

Lil Ramsey - Tommy Wright III - Crime Click

  • Durée: 4:22
  • Notation: 4.38 (13 votes)
  • Visites: 3813' favoriteCount='21
  • Publié par: eazyduzit101

Thématique: click  crime  hardcore  III  lil  magnolia  memphis  ramsey  rap  tape  tommy  underground  wright 

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Death and Taxes

  • Durée: 1:53
  • Notation: 3.46 (26 votes)
  • Visites: 11739' favoriteCount='11
  • Publié par: impulsecorp

Thématique: comedy  crazy  funny  hip-hop  humor  irs  music  nerdcore  rap  silly  songs  taxes  videos 

A hip-hop video about doing your income taxes, by MC Eric B (owner of Dumb.com). Lyrics: ============================ I take a financial beatin' each year I step into the ring seems like filling out that 1040 man just ain't my thing Always making mistakes got the IRS on my back they tell me all my deductions are totally wack I rule the streets I'm the king of my castle but when April 15th comes along I just don't need the hassle Ain't got time to waste pushing paper for the man I'm a soldier in a war without a battle plan To win this game it's all about money and power the clock of my life ticks away heading for that final hour As the body count rises my crew never rests or relaxes 'cause we know nothing's for certain except for death and taxes Chorus ============================ We all gotta pay do what it takes to get by life can slip through your fingers in the blink of an eye So to hell with the IRS don't mess with this original G you'll need to stand in line if you wanna piece of me ============================ The 1040EZ 1099 and W-2 all created in a way so with your mind they will screw But then I found me a program that can handle all of that let my computer do the work and keep my wallet fat Might even get a refund check so I can buy some bling now that TurboTax is doin' all my electronic filing So when the bullets start to fly and blood begins to flow I'll feel safe knowing my finances are in the hands of a pro Like that rapper Vanilla Ice and his life so surreal I try to keep things in balance take control of the wheel It's just another day on the streets as the Earth spins on its axis knowing nothing's for certain but death and taxes Chorus ============================ We all gotta pay do what it takes to get by life can slip through your fingers in the blink of an eye So don't waste your time on taxes using a calculator is lame you gotta be smart and automate to win this game ============================

Usher - You dont have to call Instrumental

  • Durée: 4:36
  • Notation: 4.78 (41 votes)
  • Visites: 24772' favoriteCount='133
  • Publié par: Gidijan16

Thématique: Pharrel  Usher 

Instrumental version of You dont have to call By Usher intro(2x) Yo after tonight Don't have your girl around me True playa for real Ask my nigga Pharrell Situations will arise In our lives But U got to be smart about it Celebrations with the guys I sacrified 'Cause I knew U could not sleep without it Meanwhile I... I loved U U were my girl U see I... Thought the world of U But you're still leavin' baby U don't have to call It's okay girl 'Cause I'm gonna be alright tonight (2x) Aw girl Your face is sayin' why Tears in eyes Should've been more smart about it Should've cherished me Listenin' to friends, now it's the end And again No story can end without it Damn right I loved U You were my girl U see I... Thought the world of U But you're still leavin' baby U don't have to call It's okay girl I'm gonna be alright tonight Gonna boogie tonight 'Cause I'm honestly too young of a guy To stay home Waitin for love So tonight I'm gonna do what a single man does And that's party U don't have to call It's okay girl I'm gonna be alright tonight (3x) Gonna boogie tonight 'Cause I'm honestly too young of a guy To stay home Waitin for love I'm gonna do what a single man does And that's party U don't have to call It's okay girl I'm gonna be alright tonight (3x)

Atmosphere - Smart Went Crazy

  • Durée: 3:39
  • Notation: 5.00 (8 votes)
  • Visites: 2478' favoriteCount='24
  • Publié par: perux12

Thématique: atmosphere  believe  cant  crazy  fun  having  hip-hop  hiphop  how  much  music  rap  slug  smart  underground  we're  went  you 

Atmosphere - Smart Went Crazy Lyrics [Verse 1] Smart went crazy, truth went trendy The story got lazy so I rewrote the ending Manipulated the entry, more user friendly Now a city full of painpills and tatooes defend me I waver from the dead to the halfdead Grey space between the fanbase and the crackhead Sunset, sailboat set course for hell A cross and a hammer, but you'll have to get some nails Take credit, for anything embedded in the edit As long as you meant it when you said it And all of the kids laugh, when you admit that It mighta been witchcraft that made my noose fit bad Well I'ma act like I don't give a make love Take what I got to teach everyone to break stuff I'ma act like there's poison in the pancakes And amputate the one that wasn't loyal with the handshakes Proud to know ya, Minnesota missle Never sold coke and I never had to hold a pistol Civil and simple, but set the freakshow Loose on the nipple, watch her whole fuckin titty ripple It's why we battle, it's why we travel It's why the mascott thinks that I'm an asshole We made the team without puttin on a uniform Smart went nuts and rode a unicorn through the storm [Chorus] Smart went crazy, but where did you go Smart went crazy, but where did you go Smart went crazy, but where did you go Smart went crazy, where did you go now [Verse 2] Smart went crazy, kiss Ms. Daisy Loved you when every day was christmas baby Maybe we can take it back to the way we was Still on some "what have you done for me lately" No gravy if the base is porkface Tourdates ate my big little brother's courtcase Poor taste got passed up as gourmet This beer is foreplay We'll meet up at your place I sting like a first divorce, or them first Newports Whatever hurts you more "You're headed for self destruction" been there, did that kick back with the wrong angel to fuck with Carve my charm into your arms Fuck around, unravel this tall ball of yarn Snuck round back to disarm the alarm From the plantation to the reservation to the farms And nobody knows where you'll end up Only guarantee in life is death or a headfuck Yea, you thought it was a set up, well guess what Now you can catch up with the rest of my "Best Of" I got a few blocks left before I reach my destination And retrieve my breath And god blessed every step I stole Just to let me know, she wouldn't ever let me go [Chorus] Smart went crazy, but where did you go Smart went crazy, but where did you go Smart went crazy, but where did you go Smart went crazy, where did you go now Smart went crazy, the rubber band went snap This goes to those that hold it down 'til I get back Hold on to me, grow along with me I don't know where I'm goin but I'll end up in your arms

ALBERT EINSTEIN RAP

  • Durée: 3:1
  • Notation: 4.35 (57 votes)
  • Visites: 10714' favoriteCount='64
  • Publié par: vDoG91

Thématique: albert  chemistry  einstein  gangster  hip  hop  music  physics  pi  pie  pimp  rap  science  sexy  shawties  video  weiners 

There once was a man, so ahead of his time, that he revolutionized the world with his amazing discoveries. His name was Albert Einstein. He is known around the world for being perhaps the greatest thinker of all time. But some may not know....he is also...the biggest GANGSTER! Albert Einstein: Tyler Short Albert Einstein (voice): Victor Dang (c)DangShort Productions Download the MP3 at: http://download334.mediafire.com/g4b2idytmwdg/xdxj1e2zxdt/EinsteinRap.MP3 Hello my name is Einstein And I'm a genius If you haven't heard of me Then you must lifeless If you mess with me I show a lot of class All I do, is Drop an a bomb on yo' [boom!] I made the world dope With all of my discoveries In quantum mechanics And my theory on gravity The photoelectric effect Cosmology Name the game I put other scientists in shame I never combed my hair Cuz that's just me Never wore socks Cuz I'm a straight up G When I solve equations I deliver great pwnage When I get the answer I yell...AW HAW OWNAGE!!! I'm da man of the century No one can compare to me Newton and Archimedes Got nothing on me I'm relatively hot Relatively fly My theory of relativity Was better than pi Einstein Had a great mind Pimps all the shawties Cuz he's so fine If you try to beat him You're wastin your time Go smart Go crazy Go dumb Go stupid Oh! Since I left womb I was bustin out equations They don't make sense Except to Asians At the age of 3 My knowledge was pretty fair At the age of 4 I knew that Energy equals mass times the speed of light squared I left my native Germany Cuz I'm a Jew and there were Nazis I went to USA Where I was stalked by da paparazzi But even though Germany Wasn't the shizzle I still want my frankfurters And weinershnitzzles They dissected my brain After I died...it was crazy Not gonna lie It was bigger than average Dang I'm a SICK But you thought that was big Take a look at my... medal Yeah Won it in 21 Noble Piece Prize Fo' Physics son I even got an element Named after me Einsteinium Yo, this is my legacy I'm da man of the century No one can compare to me Newton and Archimedes Got nothing on me I'm relatively hot Relatively fly My theory of relativity Was better than pie Einstein Had a great mind Pimps all the shawties Cuz he's so fine If you try to beat him You're wastin your time Go smart Go crazy Go dumb Go stupid Oh!

Rugged I Feat. Craig Smart - All The Things I Do (1999)

  • Durée: 4:10
  • Notation: 5.00 (4 votes)
  • Visites: 2051' favoriteCount='3
  • Publié par: eurorap

Thématique: all  booya  cottura  craig  do  don  hip  hop  r&b  rap  rugged  smart  the  things  toni  yardi 

Artist: Rugged I Featuring: Craig Smart Title: All The Things I Do Album: Rugged I Year: 1999 Label: Booya Director: Patric Ullaeus Director Company: revolver.se Fansite: www.euro-rap.com To find out more about these artists, such as biographies, discographies, pictures, lyrics etc then visit www.euro-rap.com . Many of the big artists are also members in our community. We would also like to thank youtube.com for the great service of being able to provide you all with our videos

Smart Mc - Das ist Dresden

  • Durée: 4:41
  • Notation: 4.56 (570 votes)
  • Visites: 163374' favoriteCount='523
  • Publié par: SLIDE913

Thématique: 44  Def  definition  dresden  dynamo  hiphop  mc  New  rap  sgd  smart 

Das ist Dresden

Jay Z 99 Problems

  • Durée: 4:21
  • Notation: 4.75 (32 votes)
  • Visites: 22647' favoriteCount='132
  • Publié par: KevRep10k

Thématique: 99  hip-hop  jay  problems  rap 

Look In Here!! If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one [Verse One] I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed Rap critics they say he's "Money Cash Hoes" I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those If you grew up with holes in ya zapatos You'd be celebrating the minute you was havin' dough I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward I got beef with radio if i don't play they show They don't play my hits i don't give a shit SO Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers I don't know what you take me as, Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has I'm from rags to ritches niggas I ain't dumb I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Chorus] 99 problems but the bitch aint one If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Verse Two] The year's '94 and my trunk is raw In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law I got two choices y'all pull over the car or (hmmm) Bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor Now I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jay. Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case So I...pull over to the side of the road I heard "Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?" Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low? Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know Am I under arrest or should I gas em up? "Well you was doin fifty-five in a fifty-fo' " "Liscense and registration and step out of the car" "Are you carryin' a weapon on you I know a lot of you are" I ain't steppin out of shit all my paper's legit "Well, do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?" Well my glove compartment is locked so are the trunk in the back And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that "Aren't you sharp as a tack, you some type of lawyer or something'?" "Or somebody important or somethin'?" Nah, I ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit Enough that you won't illegally search my shit "We'll see how smart you are when the K9 come" I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Chorus] 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one if you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one hit me 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one if you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Verse Three] Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform You know the type loud as a motor bike But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight The only thing that's gonna happen is I'ma get to clappin He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain And there I go trapped in the kit kat again Back through the system with the riff raff again Fiends on the floor scratchin again Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them D.A. tried to give the nigga shaft again Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African All because this fool was harrasin' them Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how I hold my gun I got 99 problems being a bitch ain't one. Hit me [Chorus X3] You're crazy for this one Rick It's your boy --------------------Z------------------- WOW!10,000 VIEWS!THANKS TO ALL WHO WATCHED IT! 15,000 VIEWS!I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!MY MOST VIEW VIDEO! 20,000 VIEWS!!MAN I JUST WANT TO THANK ALL OF THOSE WHO WATCHED IT!

drugs - ecg

  • Durée: 5:25
  • Notation: 5.00 (3 votes)
  • Visites: 141' favoriteCount='1
  • Publié par: ahhimazombie

Thématique: and  avalon  best  boy  carter  chris  dead  def  dick  dre  drugs  ecg  em  eminem  ever  fettes  fiasco  food  hoodie  immortal  is  kh2  kia  kicks  lars  lil  ludachris  lupe  manson  mc  mean  mickey  most  my  nas  new  ninja  rant  rap  shine  smart  snoop  soulja  street  switch  technique  tell  the  underground  vette  vicious  wayne 

umm hmmm its called drugs... nuff said

U.B.F. (United Booya Family) - Shepherd In The Storm (1998)

  • Durée: 4:0
  • Notation: 4.92 (13 votes)
  • Visites: 12684' favoriteCount='43
  • Publié par: eurorap

Thématique: abrokwa  booya  cottura  darkman  der  euro-rap.com  european  eurorap  family  in  jan  nana  rap  shepherd  storm  the  toorn  ubf  van 

Artist - U.B.F. Feat. Nana, Pappa Bear, Toni Cottura, Alex Prince, Mazaya, Jonestown, Bulent Aris, Craig Smart, Ray Horton and Jan Van Der Toorn Title - Shepherd In The Storm. Year - 1998 Label - Booya Production company - Revolver Film Company AB - http://revolver.se Director(s) - Patric Ullaeus Photography - Bengan Widell (cinematographer) Editing - Patric Ullaeus (offline editor) Patric Ullaeus (online editor) Niclas Bergman (online editor) Design - Tara Tjokro (art director) special effects - Robert Erixon special effects - Rikard Söderström special effects - Niclas Bergman Fansite - http://euro-rap.com Fanforum - http://euro-rap.com/forum/portal.php

UM SMART - SUCCESS 9 + 10

  • Durée: 3:33
  • Notation: ( votes)
  • Visites: 228
  • Publié par: blubitz07

Thématique: ACADEMY  MATTHEW  MC  MISSION  RAP  SMA  ST  SUCCESS  URBAN 

URBAN MISSION SMA ST MATTHEW ACADEMY SUCCESS

No Limits

  • Durée: 4:34
  • Notation: 3.67 (3 votes)
  • Visites: 1965' favoriteCount='4
  • Publié par: AngelaCelesteMay

Thématique: Dance  HipHop  Pop  R&B  Rap  Rock 

The first music video from Dr. Angela Celeste May's debut album, "No Limits", it is produced by Dr. May. She also co-directed it along with Chris Dinnan of Pitbull Filmworks, and styled it as well. The song, which was written, produced and arranged by Dr. Angela, features Pro-Flo Rap artist Sha Shene Kyng of Shiggy Bang Entertainment, LLC. On this song, Angela plays keyboards, lead vocals and all background vocals, and adds a little percussion too. Greg Goode provides drums and Damon Warmack plays bass. The dance sequences were choreographed by Jessica Thomas, and the dancers include Jessica, Amber Thomas, Kenya Jones and Himmeria Wortham. The "Board Members" are: Alicia Jamison, Richard D. Scott on the left, and Ron James on the right. All locations shot in Detroit: Johannson- Charles Gallery in historic Eastern Market, Smart Detroit (Boardroom), and Inner City Dance Studio. Makeup by MAC artist Terri.

Free Style Screamo Rap

  • Durée: 2:59
  • Notation: 3.96 (113 votes)
  • Visites: 17307' favoriteCount='133
  • Publié par: relientflame92

Thématique: hxc  rap  scream 

Alright nigga. I use my Clorox detergent to wash my clothes daily. I put them in the wash with all my shirts and they look so shiny. So freakin shiny that I get all happy when I'm wearin my shiny clothes. Don't you wanna see me look all shiny with me and my shiny nose? Watch me with my shiny nose. (With Pepsi!) Watch me with my shiny nose. X2 I like the way my detergent smells. I like the idea of you burning in jell. (Yeah!) Don't you wanna see me clean? X2 (With his shiny nose?) I'm so fresh and I'm so anti-dirty. (Yeah!) Watch me. Clean my close and then wash them good. Watch me. Clean my close and then wash them good. I like to smell clean. X3 (Clorox is the best!) I like to smell clean (Tide is good too) So I'm going to smell clean and go to the mall. Go to the mall where I'm feeling really tall. I'm gonna go to the mall. Shop for clothes. Shop for clothes with my ugly little nose. (Yeah Jason!) I'm gonna go to the mall. See I'm cool? I'm gonna go to the mall instead of going to school. I'm gonna drop out and not be cool and not be smart and stuff like that. Cause I'm cool! (Cause I suck!) I like to be clean. (Ahhhhh!) I like to be clean. X2 I like to be clean with my laundry. (Shiny clothes!) I'm clean with my laundry you fool. (It's freakin off.) Huh? (It's friggen off.) No it's not. The light's still on dummy. Keep going. I'm clean you fool! (The oven's beeping. The oven is beeping!) Go fix the oven. Continue. There's pizza in the oven. X4 Pizza in the oven! X7 Alright I'm finished. My throat is broken. www.myspace.com/jasoneltorres

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