WHITY -ME DEBRANCHER LE MIC- (Esperanto Vol.1)
- Durée: 5:25
- Notation: 5.00 (1 votes)
- Visites: 795' favoriteCount='4
- Publié par: citylight31
Thématique: 132 bereal flev flevprod francais independant les metronom music rap whity wira zakariens
Titre inédit de WHITY extrait d' "Espéranto Vol.1" Maxi cd Produit par Métronom (Angleterre) Feat Wira (Les Zakariens/132) WWW.WHITY-OFFICIAL.COM TELECHARGER ICI: http://b2dfree1.free.fr/Whity.rar
WHITY - ESPERANTO VOL.1 - Teaser
- Durée: 1:52
- Notation: 5.00 (2 votes)
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- Publié par: citylight31
Thématique: 132 bereal debrancher esperanto flevprod francais hip hop indé le les me metronom mic music rap whity wira zakariens
WHITY shoot promo "ME DEBRANCHER LE MIC..." extrait d' ESPERANTO VOL.1" Maxi inedit a télécharger produit par METRONOM (Angleterre). TELECHARGER ICI: http://b2dfree1.free.fr/Whity.rar
LUNE ROUGE - Clip "Rien n'est fait" du Maxi "HERITAGES"
- Durée: 3:55
- Notation: ( votes)
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- Publié par: BREALMUSIC
Thématique: BE BEREALMUSIC CLIP FAIT FRANCAIS HERITAGES LUNE MUSIC N'EST RAP REAL RIEN ROUGE
"Rien n'est fait", clip extrait du Maxi "Héritages" de LUNE ROUGE / BE REAL MUSIC 2008 - CD (8 titres + Clip) disponible par simple demande à contact@berealmusic.com (5 € TTC + Frais de Port).
WHITY - ME DEBRANCHER LE MIC
- Durée: 1:52
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 126' favoriteCount='1
- Publié par: beatmakerMetronom
Thématique: 132 BEREAL ESPERANTO FLEVPROD FRANCAIS HIP HOP INDE INEDIT MAXI METRONOM MUSIC RAP VOL1 WHITY WIRA
shoot video promo de Whity "me débrancher le mic" extrait du maxi CD inedit 2 titres Esperanto vol.1 produit par Metronom (UK)
2Pac - Changes
- Durée: 4:26
- Notation: 4.94 (34 votes)
- Visites: 8877' favoriteCount='76
- Publié par: annatar052
Thématique: 2pac annatar052 changes francais gogh hip-hop janyszek lycee morgoth344 outlawz r&b rap sam thuglife tupac van vincent
Another one of worlds best songs. "Changes" [1] Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares one less hungry mouth on the welfare First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other It's time to fight back that's what Huey said 2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other We gotta start makin' changes learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers and that's how it's supposed to be How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we played as kids but things changed, and that's the way it is [Bridge w/ changing ad libs] Come on come on That's just the way it is Things'll never be the same That's just the way it is aww yeah [Repeat] [2] I see no changes all I see is racist faces misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We under I wonder what it takes to make this one better place, let's erase the wasted Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right 'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight and only time we chill is when we kill each other it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other And although it seems heaven sent We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks But some things will never change try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game Now tell me what's a mother to do bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you You gotta operate the easy way "I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid," Well hey, well that's the way it is [Bridge] [Talking:] We gotta make a change... It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes. Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live and let's change the way we treat each other. You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do what we gotta do, to survive. [3] And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up You gotta learn to hold ya own they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone But tell the cops they can't touch this I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool my mama didn't raise no fool And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped& I never get to lay back 'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs some punk that I roughed up way back comin' back after all these years rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh
The Game - Dope Boys (High Quality + Lyrics)
- Durée: 4:10
- Notation: 4.89 (9 votes)
- Visites: 1410' favoriteCount='7
- Publié par: brazil9ronaldo
Thématique: arab be Boys dogg Dope Game gangsta how NWA rap real snoop The to
Verse 1 ------ Yeah....Comin' fresh out that Pyrex pot, black Air Force 2's and the White Sox... fitted on my forehead, try me, go head. I'll bring out the polka dots, put Guame on your forehead. Yeah, it's the new king of everything, and bitches don't say no to me, I'm like a wedding ring. Maybe it's how I pour that Patron, maybe it's how I smell a pair of Silver Cologne. Maybe it's how I write shit when I'm in the zone, and I'm sick of blow jobs, bitch leave me alone. And tell Dr. Dre to pick up a phone, before I climb through his window like "Nigga I'm Home". Runnin' the rock like OJ, nigga it's a throwback, f**k a Aston Martin, show me where the stone fat. Get a jar, some baking soda, nigga hold that, the world is my grandma's kitchen, time to cook crack. Chorus ------ The Dope Boys in the building. What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys in the building. Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys in the building. Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys in the building. What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys. Yeah? The Dope Boys in the building. Verse 2 ------ You couldn't smell that crack comin' out that motherf**king Porsche truck. I stop traffic with the rims that I'm sittin' on. Them ain't high beams, bitch my wrist is on. The same shit that Ludacris is on. Disturbing the peace if my stash missing stones. Yeah, count that work like a paycheck, niggas couldn't play The Game in a tapedeck. A boss never touch work if it ain't taped yet. That's how you get f**ked, I practice safe sex, and I take ya boy Curtis bitch with my tongue, lick lick lick like Shawna and have her sprung. Show her my inner-condom and have her sprung, and put it all in her stomach and just UHH!!! Chorus ------ What's up? The Dope Boys in the building. Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys in the building. Yeah, What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys in the building. New York, what's up? LA, what's up? The Dope Boys, The Dope Boys. Chi-Town What's up? The Dope Boys in the building. Detroit, What's up? ATL, what's up? The Dope Boys. MIA what's up? The Dope Boys in the building. Yeah, what's up? Verse 3 ------ So roll that coke white carpet to the hood. It's the Dope Boys reunion, the dress code's strictly, white tee, Air Force 1's and some Dickies. I'm from the city where the skinny niggas die. Only birds and Nextels chirp in the sky. And we ride for the letters on our fitted cap, niggas hit the stash, get a strap, and go get it back! That's for the gangstas, the hustlas, the ballas, from Downtown LA to Uptown Harlem. And D-Boy money ain't rain and it's stormin'. So stop the music when the Champagne pouring. And hold the glasses high, and when a nigga ask you why, you tell 'em... Chorus ------ The Dope Boys in the building. What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys. What's up? The Dope Boys in the building. Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. I'm back! The Dope Boys. I'm back! The Dope Boys in the building. Yeah, what's up? The Dope Boys. Nigga what's up? The Dope Boys. Motherf**ker what's up? The Dope Boys in the building. Tell 'em I'm back! The Dope Boys. Cause I'm back! The Dope Boys. It's a wrap! The Dope Boys in the building. The Dope Boys, The Dope Boys. The Dope Boys in the building. The Dope Boys, The Dope Boys. Yeah, what's up? What's up? Hahaha, yeah, The King is back!
Huaba-Deluxe "The New Era" - Intro + Friend or enemy
- Durée: 3:29
- Notation: 3.67 (3 votes)
- Visites: 1554' favoriteCount='1
- Publié par: HuabaDeluxe
Thématique: Deluxe Era Huaba New The
Songlyrics zu Friend or Enemy: This is where it starts, so you all would better get ready/ For this mothafucking rap part, it's getting hard and heavy/ Just listen to music, which is totally surrounding you/ No-one believed I can do it, but now they're proud of me dude/ They didn't respect me only some couple of weeks ago/ But now I'm in the position to fight back with a disrespecting flow/ And you don't really want to know, what happened in my past/ Cuz things went up and down, and shit came up to fast/ They made my life to hell, it began when I came to school/ They already waited for me 20 meters in front of my classroom/ And they dissed me, I was the fool, had no chance to defence/ Had no really good friends/ the violence there was immense/ But the most horrible thing was the fact, that they broke my hands/ And laughed about me, I thought my life didn't make sense/ Despite of it, I didn't give up, I was strong to continue/ Just make your way, and trust on that power, which is in you/ And when you don't know exactly, who is your friend or enemy/ Just don't make the same mistake than president John F. Kennedy/ And give 'em a platform to attack you, change your identity/ Otherwise you'll die, you see how dangerous this crap can be/ And when you don't know exactly, who is your friend or enemy/ Just don't make the same mistake than president John F. Kennedy/ And give 'em a platform to attack you, change your identity/ Otherwise you'll die, you see how dangerous this crap can be/ Love? Earlier it was only a word for me/ And that was the reason why my parents threw only dirt at me/ They never asked me, how I did in school or how was the day/ That's why we sat at home for dinner and had nothing to say/ Sometimes I prayed to god, to find out which is wrong with my family/ But he didn't know it either, that's why no answer came back to me/ I thought this can't be real, it must be a fantasy/ But when I remember correctly, there's nothing positive in my memory/ And that was the fucking point, as I screwed 'em and entered the/ unpredictable streets of rap to use words as a weaponry/ They always punched me in my stomach and I vomited all the time/ And nobody stopped this crime, I was only shocked and cried/ I was so down, that thought of committing suicide/ Because I didn't know an other way anymore to do it right/ It seemed like every person I knew went to the other side/ And left me alone in this cold room and it was so tight/ But anytime I had this great idea to begin to rhyme/ So you bitches can now walk in to hell and to pimp my ride/ And when you don't know exactly, who is your friend or enemy/ Just don't make the same mistake than president John F. Kennedy/ And give 'em a platform to attack you, change your identity/ Otherwise you'll die, you see how dangerous this crap can be/ And when you don't know exactly, who is your friend or enemy/ Just don't make the same mistake than president John F. Kennedy/ And give 'em a platform to attack you, change your identity/ Otherwise you'll die, you see how dangerous this crap can be/ And that's what I've ever said, Not everybody had such a great childhood and such a good dad/ Don't forget this.../
she can juke that booty
- Durée: 1:0
- Notation: 4.56 (16 votes)
- Visites: 18913' favoriteCount='75
- Publié par: nkillabob07
Thématique: booty down girls it juke lapdance put r&b rap t-pain
part 2 of the lapdance gets more interesting
Kıbrıs Ezan - Like Kings on Thrones
- Durée: 4:26
- Notation: 3.67 (12 votes)
- Visites: 2868' favoriteCount='9
- Publié par: MuminTurk
Thématique: Ezan Kıbrıs Mümin N9 rap Türk
Lyric & Performed by: Kıbrıs Ezan Music: N9TÜRK Mumin Türk productions Like Kings on Thrones [Chorus] Sailing through the seas like kings on thrones, Fulfilling prophesies that no one knows, From Karpaz to Lefke we run the show Mümin-Türk's gonna tell you how it goes. We don't really care if you hate us all, From Beşparmak we'll make the call, Make way for the truth, watch falsehood fall, Stand up tall. We come to rule. See I'm a full-blooded Turk -- son of a '74 soldier, But you ain't my brother if you sell out your mother, I don't know about you but I'm the son of the Ottomans So stop breddin' Greeks or you'll get licks and a lot of them. We've lost our ways we've gone astray, It weren't like this back in the day -- when the empire reigned, Back then the crescent moon flew high and proud, The drums of the mehter beat strong and loud, But look at us now, stoned with our heads in the air, Running around, hep kızların peşinde, Efes elinde, blonde streaks in your hair. Going from club to club looking for that one night stand, Well get this -- breaking hearts and banging tarts don't make you a man. Try taking a stone, put it in your hand, Stand firm and tall, and throw it at a tank. Don't run, don't fear, don't show them your tears, Lend your ear and you'll hear the cries of people who've suffered for years And at least spare them a thought between your pre-lunch beers. Time to be real with yourself -- you ain't no gangster, You think you run your ends? The world belongs to Allah! So believe, mend your deeds and stick to the pillars, And pull your batty up 'cause you ain't no killer. [Chorus] Look at our vatan -- full of layt erkeks, We must have lost our dignity the day we lost the fez. 1924 -- a year etched in history, They destroyed our heritage and told us we were free, Like a tree with no roots, it falls down so easily. We shaved our beards to look like gavurs, now they tell us what to do, Armenia wants a piece and Rums want Istanbul, Israeli secret service training the PKK, To divide the middle-east and get Turkey out the way, Then America moves their bases to Kurdistan So they can launch an attack on Iran. Tell me where this'll leave the Turkish Cypriots, We're begging to unite while they take us for idiots. The English buying up our land while we serve them at the bars, Wishing for a tip so we can afford what should be ours. We show off our passports as if we've ever been equal, A gift from Papadopoulos - former general of EOKA evil. Victims of genocide punished with decades of embargoes, Muratağa, Sandallar -- we'll never forget our martyrs. And after all this they don't even recognise our state, So I'm not sniffing for the crums of a European cake. I turn to my brothers in pain, hurt by the same game, Let's raise the green flag and play the Mehter again. [Chorus]X2
Ja Rule Caught Up Instrumental
- Durée: 4:23
- Notation: 4.62 (37 votes)
- Visites: 46224' favoriteCount='106
- Publié par: Rapshite
Thématique: akon caught hip-hop instrumental ja llyod lyrics rap rihanna rule t-pain timbaland up
ja rule caught up instrumental [Ja Rule Intro:] Word to mother to my nigga Buck 3000 on the boards! Holla back! They be killing it know what I mean big boy! Know what I'm sayin Ayo! Ayo Jodi! Hey you can tell somebody to go downstairs to the car and she get that bottle of Vouth Out the back of the back for me baby I needa get right before I do dis hea! Haaaaaaaaaaaa [(Chorus) Lloyd and Alxeus] Why me and you Had to meet, talk, fuck and get caught up What we been through It's enough to get any man Caught up I'm feelin you And I'm feeling we should both be free If we were through Just imagine what life be without me [Ja] Mami, I put my best foot forward though it's kinda awkward Cuz ya pigeon-toed and bold-legged. But you ain't too proud to beg. First time we got alone, you gave me some head. And been callin me ever since To do it again. When we met you was a seventy straight with a ten And I am ya lucky quarter And the days get shorter the nights get longer You know when the weather is cold Feelings grow stronger Wanna perform her pussy feel like walking pneumonia Got me Snifflin, Sneezing, Coughin, and Aching and shit. And I'm startin to think I'm fallen in love with this bitch. I'm having dreams about her jeans and how they fit. And the Ervingeoffrey Baby Tee. And she's wearing my name already So you know she's fuckin me. I'm a G like dat but for you I fell backwards The only question I ask myself is. [Chorus 1X] [Ja] Why me? Beta yet why You and I? Why I always pick the ones not in they right minds And crazy. Singing dangerously in love this a dangerous broad I'm fuckin Like Al is the Scent of a Woman That got me playin hardball Like ya'll couldn't. Excuse my intruding. I don't mean to be rude But our situation is kinda amusing. Cuz we both like each other But scared of each other. I's like we more than friends And less than lovers. And my niggaz can't tell us What we been doin is wrong And ya girls getting jealous Cuz we been getting along. Hold on! This is how it all begins You call your friends I'll call my friends. We'll all be friends And hang out at the mansion At the Hamptons on weekends. Then it all ends. And the question is [Chorus 1X] [Lloyd] Have you ever been touched like I touch ya? Been held like I hold ya? Been loved like I love ya? Be Real. Be Real. Have you ever been seen like I see ya? Been heard how I hear ya? Been felt how I feel ya? Be Real. Be Real. [Ja] Girl ya my (Sunshine) But sometimes it gets a little cloudy Don't it? Them sunny days See the sunrise And wish that it could hit yaFace it. I'd be great To get up every morning To eggs and steak. But you can't be late So we separated on good terms And no ones concerned About who ya been fuckin And who ya fucked last. But when I see ya still my question to ask is. [Chorus 2X's] http://www.lyricsmania.com http://www.metrolyrics.com
Rappin 4 Tay - I'll Be Around
- Durée: 4:2
- Notation: 5.00 (12 votes)
- Visites: 1111' favoriteCount='9
- Publié par: ShamrockHipHop
Thématique: 4-Tay Area Around Bay Be Don't Feelin' Fight Filmore Frisco Hip Hop I'll Rap Rappin the Westcoast
Don't Fight the Feelin'!! (c)1994 Rag Top Records Regardless if I'm chillin backstage or on tour With my homie Young Fly even Al B. Sure Never hesitate to call me whenever I'm done Cause homie I'm real and I'm always true to my loved ones Too many wakes and funerals full of tears You say there's something on your mind well here I'm all ears Cause nobody thinking about the funk that you're choosin it A lot of my homies stuck in the pen for life for losin it Call up your folks you keep thinkin about home Recorder keeps a peep and there's a block on the phone And all of this is enough to make a brother's nerves bad Reminds me of a sitution that I once had Spent that spent this endless relentless tremendous women on my jock And don't nobody mindin business He say she say throwin salt about it And chooses to talk about you cause there's no one else to talk about Talk about the show and the flow and all the clout Then be real with yourself and talk about and turned it out It's not hard to compete when his name is poppin A scared man can never win that's why I stay clockin Fools be huffin and puffin don't wanna see me about nothin I'm down And if you ever need me Fly I'll be around (chorus- sampled from the Spinners "I'll Be Around) Whenever you call me I'll be there Whenever you want me I'll be there Whenever you need me I'll be there I'll be around (talking) Cause I'll be around you know I love you boy Life ain't based on peaches and cream This new generation lost a whole lot of dreams Future doctors, producers and mothers The list goes on but now we killin our brothers And if we killin our brothers that means we're killin our own kind These kids is watchin now it goes to their mind Rat tat a tat cause you got a gat Then they want a gat you livin like that? Moms ain't cookin she worked the week straight If anything she's the one that deserves a hot plate The ghetto the ghetto ain't nothin to dream about Tryin to get out now that's somethin to think about Fools might disagree but I'm a stay sucka free Now I'm so black so strong they can't fade me Blacks are blacks worst enemy there's still no remedy You got me for a grip do you call yourself kin of me? Jealousy envy I see it in your eyes Tell me what's wrong with seeing a black man rise I keep it funky it's pretty hard to miss it now is it explicit A message for the mind and the moral of statistics So I'm doin what we call a roll call Talkin about the ones who won't rap then take a downfall I spit the street life and then I go underground You silly it's called versatility and I'll be around (chorus) (Talking) Yeah all you bustas yeah I was down but I'll be around Things are gettin crucial you gotta exercise your mind Or learn about life before you're left behind But how you gonna get it right when you're not doin right When you get mad all you want is a gunfight This tension causes a gang of madness Now you want funk that results to sadness Sadness results to a lot of revenge And you're so called friends really ain't you're friends So how do you know who you're able to trust If you think about the past look what happened to us I never trust no one I only trust myself Or I would've been a victim like everyone else In friendship or hardship whenever you need me Just give me a call G I won't deceive thee These fools be shakin best believe they're fakin Just tryin to get a grip of all the money you're makin This ain't race a mind is a terrible thing to waste I drop the rap and J drops the bass To the flow cause ain't nobody get with Fo I'm a down young brother comin straight outta Frisco Droppin a message out of love to your town Love your brothers and sisters and I'll be around (chorus)
Evol is to A like Mike is to D (fresno rap rambler)
- Durée: 2:57
- Notation: 5.00 (1 votes)
- Visites: 154
- Publié par: evolawonder
Thématique: adam alternative beastie electronic evola hipnotehighs indie mikeD pop r&b rap unsigned
man i just seen somethin the other day now i forget but does anyone know what the "D" stands for in MIKE D? cuz i know what the "A" stands for in EVOL A recorded 2003 one nail studio didn't exist then? lil evola wonder with the break beat ryme stealin beats my crime really didnt want to know cuase the more i seem to flow the more i need to show keep you intrested always gotta be Frush thats the reason none of these gangsta rappers afraid of us but i aint scared to say that fity sents dont got a thing up stairs with so many bullet wholes he must not be real i can't just sit here while they take and peel the word and essence of Hip-Hop and give it to people of such morkness?? HipHop is my life it all began in 1982 when i seen BUFFALO GIRLS and being a super music buff thanks to my mommy i could tell right away the sample and i knew i could one day do that of which was being done by Malcolm!
Big Cheese - Come With Me (Cant Believe It Instrumental)
- Durée: 4:38
- Notation: 4.83 (24 votes)
- Visites: 647' favoriteCount='6
- Publié par: DJchedda727
Thématique: 23 727 Be Believe Big Can't Chedda Cheese Come Deal December DJ DJchedda727 Featuring Get Instrumental It KIT Lil Me Music Productions Rap Real T-Pain Video Wayne With
Mixtape Drops December 23rd!!! Be Real N' Get A Deal Vol. 1
King Just - Shaolin Soldiers
- Durée: 4:46
- Notation: 5.00 (2 votes)
- Visites: 382' favoriteCount='2
- Publié par: Kibathakat
Thématique: clan hip-hop Just King tang wu
King Just - Shaolin Soldiers Album: Mystics Of The God [intro] Thats all we got, we gonna need Choose, you ready Yeah, lets do this shit Yeah, yeah, yo who be that? Yo thats the god? Yeah, word up, niggas gotta learn to fuckin answer me dude I want em all, fuck that Shaolin, shao!!! [king just] What, what, my gods is raced up The thought that I throw is like a blow to your gut Word up, what the fuck, the God creates drama Two-six horror, terrorize the nigga mama I smell marce in the air, yeah Where, all my gods standin right here In the rear, tryin to sneak me from behind Shaolin, rush em, nah nah hes mines Die earth scum, die, die Its just like a needle goin straight to my eye Oh why, does it have to be this way I dont know, but I flip the shit everyday So come on, where you at, where you at Pass me my gat, ima kill a cat, if they ever fuck wit the rats And that be the shit in my life The God aint trife, yikes, yikes Fool strikes, kung fu, killa comin through Ooh, that be that nigga from the zoo But yet ya wanna ask me, how I slam a jam Its simple, all I do is gram on a gram in a cracker Hit ya like a linebacker, imma gat ya When I get ya, imma blast ya Blaow, like kool moe dee, how ya like me know When my style is ill, raow raow [chorus 6x] Shaolin soldiers! (hey!) [king just] Enough is enough, wit this corn ball stuff About who can get rough and tough, or who can get snuffed Please, if you came to battle, then rap Cuz your name aint scarface, and you dont own no gat You aint hurtin nothin, aint no future in frontin You probably aint even sayin nuthin Yo youre bluffin, puttin like your styles is phat But your rhymes are wack and you sound like you on plaque New jack, youre a wanna be, down to be, soon to be Whatever you want, let it be And imma hit ya wit a safer rap To make you shut ya trap, and get the God hand clap, smack Hit across your lips wit some shit That make ya wanna spit and do two back flips Blue top, I clear through the air You against me? well I dont think thats fair You need more people to match my equal And even if then, there wont be no sequel Yo, lets get straight to the matter How my thoughts get phatter and phatter and phatter Ask betty crocker, yo its in the batter And imma climb the charts and splatter [chorus 5x] [king just] Why would you wanna write my shit like that? Why must the God chase the cat? Why would you even wanna front like that? Smile in my face, and talk shit behind my back Damn nigga, you must of wasted ya time If you wanted to be rapper, I done wrote you a rhyme Yo, you dont get no props, for bitin my shit You only get props, for bein on my dick But when you hear this, dont be mad Just be glad, that I aint whip on ya monkey ass You got a lotta balls bitin my style Soon we gonna be on it like aow, aow Put your shit on the court Cuz this one here takes to take em, yo Im brake Lord forgiveness sake, for they do not know what they do When they bent the zoo, I should of brought it to they whole crew Badoop a doo, oh my God nigga, lets be real The eight commandment, says thou shall not steal Help police, Im being robbed By some corns on the car, that need to get a fuckin real job The mob rocks more shit than boulders I told ya, everybody cant be a soldier
My love dont stop - kLumzii
- Durée: 2:56
- Notation: 3.20 (5 votes)
- Visites: 1102' favoriteCount='5
- Publié par: kLuMzii904
Thématique: asian dont hip-hop hot karma love music my pop pryde r&b rap remix sexy stop unsigned xxx
http://www.myspace.com/anthony904 add it now! free downloadable song link is below. [lyrics] (first verse) first verse one a couple living it up how we started out strangers and worked our way up shawty imma be real with chu i dont gotta lie how the dudes be trippin, that i have you on the side naw naw baby its not what you think it is look at the whole picture, see how beautiful it is how you cant compare to the rest, i want you as my miss be your antidepressent, just relieve all the stress its you, i be kissing, mistle toe hanging midnight moan banging, afternoon caking, saying come here miss thang, cause that body shaking making, me want you every second of a minute 24 hours of the day, got no regrets and no complains if you got question, just check my resimay alright let me get what im trying to say my love dont stop, babys making me go crazy (second verse) second verse two hearts beating the same pace holding each other, just frozen in place how everything is nothing, zoned out in spaced no traces, complications, the nomaination for the best couple in high school, who knew boo that id be that one dude that will be rolling with chu my partner in crime, we break all the rules we dont care, what people have to say no matter what, you will always be my baby you make me go crazy, im your little physco for you i will go to the end of the world for you we druggies off a drug called love being with you, i will never get enough plain and simple, your so special to me a diamond in a ruff late nights we just talk all night telling you the truth, if you think i lie had to do this, a little love song about love that never went wrong [download link] http://rapidshare.com/files/102806961/kLumzii_-_My_love_dont_stop.mp3.html
Maxi Priest - Back Together Again
- Durée: 3:22
- Notation: 4.56 (9 votes)
- Visites: 5482' favoriteCount='35
- Publié par: maxipriestmusic
Thématique: Again Back combination concert elisha Elliot facebook Jamaica La'Verne live London Max Maxi music myspace Priest reggae show Together Tube UK video You YouTube
CombiNation (1999) [Duet with Elisha La`Verne - Featuring IRON RYAN (rap)] It seems we've weathered Hard times we've been through In silence I've waited I've missed you missed you too **Coz you, you and I back together again We got the world in a spin, Coz you you and I back together again, We've got the world in a spin** It's all come together Problems we've defeated I'm here heart in hand You take all that I've got if you need it baby ** Repeat** Love will last forever We can make it real (Got to be real) Say you'll leave me never We can truly feel (Watcha feel) (I feel like getting...) Back together,., Younger and wiser Time has shown the way We've come full circle here to stay (here to stay) **Repeat** (Rap) Truth is the light It's the joy that we both share Make love day and night It's so easy to do when you care **Repeat** Coz you you and I back together again We've got the world in a spin,., back together again...
2Pac - I'll Be Missing You (remix)
- Durée: 4:12
- Notation: 4.78 (23 votes)
- Visites: 6670' favoriteCount='31
- Publié par: LcCo27
Thématique: hip-hop miss music my nigga rap tupac unsigned world you
Changes remix Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares one less hungry mouth on the welfare First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other It's time to fight back that's what Huey said 2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere unless we share with each other We gotta start makin' changes learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers and that's how it's supposed to be How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me? I'd love to go back to when we played as kids but things changed, and that's the way it is [Bridge w/ changing ad libs] Come on come on That's just the way it is Things'll never be the same That's just the way it is aww yeah [Repeat] [2] I see no changes all I see is racist faces misplaced hate makes disgrace to races We under I wonder what it takes to make this one better place, let's erase the wasted Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right 'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight and only time we chill is when we kill each other it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other And although it seems heaven sent We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks But some things will never change try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game Now tell me what's a mother to do bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you You gotta operate the easy way "I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid," Well hey, well that's the way it is [Bridge] [Talking:] We gotta make a change... It's time for us as a people to start makin' some changes. Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we live and let's change the way we treat each other. You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do what we gotta do, to survive. [3] And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace It's war on the streets & the war in the Middle East Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me And I ain't never did a crime I ain't have to do But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up You gotta learn to hold ya own they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone But tell the cops they can't touch this I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust this That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool my mama didn't raise no fool And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped& I never get to lay back 'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs some punk that I roughed up way back comin' back after all these years rat-tat-tat-tat-tat that's the way it is uhh
Butterflies (Master Mix)
- Durée: 3:47
- Notation: 5.00 (1 votes)
- Visites: 328
- Publié par: FLyTV2008
Check it... (Eve) Uh oh, she's just your type right Trying to figure out how you could play a Major part up in her life right Cuz shorty got her mind tight And every time you see her walk by Start thinking bout your night life She all that's in your eyesight And ever since the first day you seen her thinking she the wife type You figure she'll be perfect loving you Fantasize the tingle from her fingers rubbing you Trying to analyze the situation You feeling crazy Wonderin' hey forever what's so special bout this lady Feeling like you wanna pull back But you know you perfect for her you got all of what them fools lack Maybe you should make this thing happen Rings and things swinging on the porch while the kids napping You got everything else you need Snatch her up fill that empty space she can make your life complete All you gotta do is walk away and pass me by Don't acknowledge my smile when I try to say hello to you, yeah And all you gotta do is not answer my calls when I'm trying to get through Keep me wondering why, when all I can do is sigh I just wanna touch you I just wanna touch and kiss And I wish that I could be with you tonight You give me butterflies inside, inside and I All I gotta say is that I must be dreaming, can't be real You're not here with me, still I can feel you near to me I caress you, let you taste us, just so blissful listen I would give you anything baby, just make my dreams come true Oh baby you give me butterflies I just wanna touch and kiss And I wish that I could be with you tonight You give me butterflies inside, inside and I (Eve Rap) You like the way you stop the way that she got you hot Excited said you need what she got Enticing Mami like the cream of the crop Pressure getting heavy bout to make your heart pop All your life you waited for this chick Nobody told you it'd feel like this Do anything just to feel that kiss Wanna give her whatever you got In front of millions make it known whatever the plot If you would take my hand, baby I will show you Guide you to the light babe If you would be my love, baby I will love you, love you 'Til the end of time I just wanna touch and kiss And I wish that I could be with you tonight You give me butterflies inside, inside and I
be real by j-roc ft gimics and massacre
- Durée: 4:50
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 26
- Publié par: jroctelevision
Thématique: bet black brooklyn culture entertainment hip hoodzta hop j-roc mtv music news pop r&b rap rydaz soul sports talent
artist: massacre,gimics, and j-roc album: a million dollar's worth released:2006
Oka - You Make Me Cry
- Durée: 3:43
- Notation: 4.86 (36 votes)
- Visites: 43050' favoriteCount='112
- Publié par: R3ndy
Thématique: OKA YouMakeMeCry
He's one of the famous rapper in Indonesia, He's from Bali and this is his first single hits. check this out and here's the lyric, for you who need it enjoy it! Intro: Boy, explain to me Where have u been? Where were u last nite? See I was up all nite Chorus: Things don't seem right Please tell me why Need I say good bye? U make me cry Verse 1: It's not that im not trying to explain the situation But deffinition of a loyalty is me Last nite approx 10 o'clock My boy rade asked me to meet him at the club, so Let's forget about ur instinct Cuz everybody knows and see this wedding ring I never change, u know I don't fling (u know better) So forget about the party, the bullshit, the bling-bling Think about the future, this is nothing, there's more So, let's make a little something We connect, check the zodiak When it comes to sex girl, u like a maniac I like it when u say my name u my top choice not the game, forget the pain look it me, close range even if u fat like..shit I ain't got to explain Back to chorus Verse 2: So wut's nexx? Explain to me wut u wanna do, break up? This cant be real I gotta wake up My mom loves u allready, since we 1st steady Many, many men wish they can have u, but they poof As the earth rotates, only I that stays by ur side Some say time kills, but u know I still luv u I still need u baby Bridge: Cant u see? U don't treat me like u use to be Baby just let me be cant u see?, u don't treat me like u use to be Baby just let me be can't u see? Hook: U've hurt me boy See u cant bring me joy And I just cant go on So leave me alone Verse 3: Baby chill, don't get it twisted I still luv u like I luv chocolate (remember that?) Stop talking like u smell shit Cuz I don't even talk to any of they groupie chick Tequila pitch? I don't touch Trust me and don't judge, eyes shut, hands clutch Don't say bye bye bye Promise I would never make u cry cry cry Even though time flies life goes on Truthfully, without u I cant move on I can tell it's u girl that I belong So please understand baby im not strong Life stinks, I don't have anything I only have u girl, u my everything I cant rap, I cant sing but let me tell u 1 more thing 1 last thing I didn't fling girl Outro: To forgive is a beautiful thing Control ur emotion, it doesn't have a brain To forgive is a beautiful thing Yeah I know u still feel the pain 2X
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