Lyric of the Day
- stovequeen
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The one in my headphones:
Blow in her hair...
Blow on her back...
I like it ruff and I hope she's ruff back.
The lyrics stuck in my head:
Niggaz got beef? Come on let's set it off
Talent like mine is rarely seen like handicaps havin intercourse
Niggaz wanna floss in, celebrate, lyrically won't elevate, they flimsy
I'm breakin out my shell like Mork and Mindy
Chino XL - Freestyle Rhyme
Blow in her hair...
Blow on her back...
I like it ruff and I hope she's ruff back.
The lyrics stuck in my head:
Niggaz got beef? Come on let's set it off
Talent like mine is rarely seen like handicaps havin intercourse
Niggaz wanna floss in, celebrate, lyrically won't elevate, they flimsy
I'm breakin out my shell like Mork and Mindy
Chino XL - Freestyle Rhyme
- sweetcheeks
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I'll mack her
Attack her with the smoothness
I do this
Even when my crew gets
Loot, props, respect and blunts to pass
Crews talk shit, but in my face they kiss my ass
They bite flows but we make up new ones
If you're really dope, why ain't ya signed yet?
But I get
My loot from Jive/Zomba
I'ma bomb ya
You will see
From now to infinity
Attack her with the smoothness
I do this
Even when my crew gets
Loot, props, respect and blunts to pass
Crews talk shit, but in my face they kiss my ass
They bite flows but we make up new ones
If you're really dope, why ain't ya signed yet?
But I get
My loot from Jive/Zomba
I'ma bomb ya
You will see
From now to infinity
Skunkhour! Know that lyric very well...such a cool tunevaluetime wrote:we're up to our necks in it:
prettier than that butterfly I watch you head off through that night sky,
the thought of you lingers like smoke drifting from my fingers.
From one of my fave lyricists, Jason "Spaceman" of Spiritualized:
Out of sight is always out of mind
I think out of mind is out of sight
I was just looking for some peace of mind
I just couldn't find a peace of mine
They say that pride comes just before a fall
I have fallen and I wasn't sure
You know that I have fallen further before
I just cannot stand falling no more
If I am good I could add years to my life
I would rather add some life to my years
Life is really what you make it they say
I can't even make my mind up today
The world keeps turning it keeps me in my place
Where I stand is only three miles from space
Standing space is all the space I can stand
Gravity just keeps on keeping me down
(track : Out of Sight)
- Zerotonine
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For my first three years
I was an only child
But I guess to my parents
I was looking lonely while
I laid up in the crib
Until one of them said
"Let's have another kid"
To which I replied
"Hell no, don't do it!"
But all they heard was waa waa
"Oh, what a cute kid..."
"And Alan, just look at his precious little baby frown
He can't wait to have his new sibling around"
From that point on I had nothing to lose
I'd interrupt the mood whenever my dad would try to bust a move
I'd throw the ill fuckin' tantrum
Until they send my bubbe in
And she'd be like "Oi vey, chill grandson..."
But I just keep screamin'
Until my momma runnin' worried
My mad dad steamin'
From the sexual tension
Until one week I caught a throat infection
And it left me unable to evoke a sound
My parents slept in a seperate room
But I knew what was goin' down
And sure enough nine months pass
I got a brand new baby sister
And I can already tell she's gonna be a pain in the ass
I got a sister
She's hot
And quite frankly
I'm not
For those of you who might be a little dumber
That makes me
Her ugly brother
And that's what this song is about
So if you gotta sibling hotter than you
Scream and shout
It's really not a reason to be feeling blue
Cause me and Format know what you're goin through
So the years pass
And like b-boys me and my sister mature
At high school I roll with the nerds
Puny kid
With orthodontic work and glasses
My sister's the polar opposite cuttin' classes
Smokin' grass in bathrooms with heavy metal dropouts
How can I put it?
She was a knockout
Now get off the phone with the shrink's receptionist because I'm not incestuous
I think it's safe to guess that it's not my sister's indepth political perspectives that's so fascinatin'
I'm not bitter
My sister's hotter than me
I had a crappy hand in the genetic lottery
My parents laugh and say I was the practice run
Then my mum feels bad and says
"You have inner beauty son"
What does that mean?
Hot fuckin' tonsils?
Girls are hostile cause my eyes are smaller than my nostrils
Modellin' agencies telling my sister she's sure hot
Only gigs I'm gettin' is the before shot
For electrolysis clinics
Lack of action makes me a chronic cynic
But at least I'm not alone as I wallow in my misery
Just take a look at Format as he stands next to his sister
She's a heavenly vision
Slender like a swan's neck
When it comes to Format, God's like
"No comment"
Feet to make a sasquatch think "What a freak"
Behind the tables he looks like a nose dropping beats
"Perhaps, but isn't that like the pot calling the kettle black?"
True cause when we face each other on stage it looks like a goddamn fencing match
It's no better when we stand back to back
Cause then we come across as some sort of human pickaxe
So if you're like us ugly with the hot sister
Then straight up might I be so bold as to suggest
That we can arrange a swap mister?
Long post I know, but it's all gold.
DJ Format - Ugly Brother. I pissed myself when Format and Abdominal dropped that track at Good Vibes.
I was an only child
But I guess to my parents
I was looking lonely while
I laid up in the crib
Until one of them said
"Let's have another kid"
To which I replied
"Hell no, don't do it!"
But all they heard was waa waa
"Oh, what a cute kid..."
"And Alan, just look at his precious little baby frown
He can't wait to have his new sibling around"
From that point on I had nothing to lose
I'd interrupt the mood whenever my dad would try to bust a move
I'd throw the ill fuckin' tantrum
Until they send my bubbe in
And she'd be like "Oi vey, chill grandson..."
But I just keep screamin'
Until my momma runnin' worried
My mad dad steamin'
From the sexual tension
Until one week I caught a throat infection
And it left me unable to evoke a sound
My parents slept in a seperate room
But I knew what was goin' down
And sure enough nine months pass
I got a brand new baby sister
And I can already tell she's gonna be a pain in the ass
I got a sister
She's hot
And quite frankly
I'm not
For those of you who might be a little dumber
That makes me
Her ugly brother
And that's what this song is about
So if you gotta sibling hotter than you
Scream and shout
It's really not a reason to be feeling blue
Cause me and Format know what you're goin through
So the years pass
And like b-boys me and my sister mature
At high school I roll with the nerds
Puny kid
With orthodontic work and glasses
My sister's the polar opposite cuttin' classes
Smokin' grass in bathrooms with heavy metal dropouts
How can I put it?
She was a knockout
Now get off the phone with the shrink's receptionist because I'm not incestuous
I think it's safe to guess that it's not my sister's indepth political perspectives that's so fascinatin'
I'm not bitter
My sister's hotter than me
I had a crappy hand in the genetic lottery
My parents laugh and say I was the practice run
Then my mum feels bad and says
"You have inner beauty son"
What does that mean?
Hot fuckin' tonsils?
Girls are hostile cause my eyes are smaller than my nostrils
Modellin' agencies telling my sister she's sure hot
Only gigs I'm gettin' is the before shot
For electrolysis clinics
Lack of action makes me a chronic cynic
But at least I'm not alone as I wallow in my misery
Just take a look at Format as he stands next to his sister
She's a heavenly vision
Slender like a swan's neck
When it comes to Format, God's like
"No comment"
Feet to make a sasquatch think "What a freak"
Behind the tables he looks like a nose dropping beats
"Perhaps, but isn't that like the pot calling the kettle black?"
True cause when we face each other on stage it looks like a goddamn fencing match
It's no better when we stand back to back
Cause then we come across as some sort of human pickaxe
So if you're like us ugly with the hot sister
Then straight up might I be so bold as to suggest
That we can arrange a swap mister?
Long post I know, but it's all gold.
DJ Format - Ugly Brother. I pissed myself when Format and Abdominal dropped that track at Good Vibes.
Allons-y!
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- let the hustlers play
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Black Thought wrote:Keepin' your head above water, hustlin' to survive/
Some people chasin' a dream, others just chasin' a high/
Some people blind leading the blind, they chasin' a lie/
Some people chokin' backs broken barely makin' it by/
But still they workin' all they live, they pushin' for the light/
Givin' everything they got to stitch them swishes on ya Nikes/
Puttin' pockets on our jeans, mining diamonds for them rings/
Rewarded with small change and bullets in the brains/
And it makes me feel strange everything we take for granted/
At times I feel stranded on this planet of mine/
Now should I pull the hammer, clap it out, and laugh about it/
Or stand up, be counted while I cast my ballot/
When the undertaker's busy and the prisons is crowded/
People livin' in fear because they vision is clouded/
But the sky's the limit, I ain't cryin' you a river/
Gotta move me a mountain, I'm a git up and shout it/
DRS wrote:It’s uplifting while we drift through time,
‘cause we keep pushing the vibe.
There�s so many things that we miss in our everyday lives
We�re so busy hustling, bustling chasing far away dreams
We forget the little things
Like blue skies, green eyes and our babies growing
Like rainbows, fresh snow and the smell of summer
We forget to live.
Give us eyes like children so we live each day as others
We�re so sure we know so much that we forget to listen
Then we wander freckle faced
Like cheep thrills bad spill and constant consumption
Like tv, cds and cars that speak our names
We forget to live.
There�s so many things that we miss in our everyday lives
We�re so busy hustling, bustling chasing far away dreams
We forget the little things
Like blue skies, green eyes and our babies growing
Like rainbows, fresh snow and the smell of summer
We forget to live.
We�re so busy hustling, bustling chasing far away dreams
We forget the little things
Like blue skies, green eyes and our babies growing
Like rainbows, fresh snow and the smell of summer
We forget to live.
Give us eyes like children so we live each day as others
We�re so sure we know so much that we forget to listen
Then we wander freckle faced
Like cheep thrills bad spill and constant consumption
Like tv, cds and cars that speak our names
We forget to live.
There�s so many things that we miss in our everyday lives
We�re so busy hustling, bustling chasing far away dreams
We forget the little things
Like blue skies, green eyes and our babies growing
Like rainbows, fresh snow and the smell of summer
We forget to live.
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Zero 7 wrote:Faith sealer
I don't feel you
Don't hear you speak
Maybe
Someone else will
Help you to see
Warm sounds
Falling slowly
Takes the time away from me
Warm sounds
Feeling no pain
Taking the time away from me
Fake feeler
I see through you
With my eyes closed
Warm sounds
Falling slowly
Takes the time away from me
Warm sounds
Feeling no pain
Taking the time away from me
They can't tell me
What they can't see
How it feels here
Just how it feels here
Just how it feels here
DRS wrote:It’s uplifting while we drift through time,
‘cause we keep pushing the vibe.
- Lós Kasino—
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- Location: Brooklyn, NYC
You'll not find a style like this,
when i was a youth i listened t'Miles Davies,
Lost In Space and Neil Armstrong,
I used to hum melodies from Louis Armstrong,
Last night i fell asleep in my home,
had a little dream about Nina Simone,
I laid down and before i came round,
She told me "Get Up" I aint Mr James Brown,
really creative lyrics in that one Darrison is a clever cat !
That album rockssystem wrote:Zero 7 wrote:Faith sealer
I don't feel you
Don't hear you speak
Maybe
Someone else will
Help you to see
Warm sounds
Falling slowly
Takes the time away from me
Warm sounds
Feeling no pain
Taking the time away from me
Fake feeler
I see through you
With my eyes closed
Warm sounds
Falling slowly
Takes the time away from me
Warm sounds
Feeling no pain
Taking the time away from me
They can't tell me
What they can't see
How it feels here
Just how it feels here
Just how it feels here
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- Ag3nT[]0raNg3
- old boy
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".. but he never meant shit to me, flat out racist the sucker was simple and plain, MUTHAFUCK him and John Wayne.."The Mixtress wrote:Elvis, was a hero to most
Elvis, was a hero to most
Elvis, was a hero to most, but he never meant nuthing to me...he was flat out racist (something something)
Fuck him AND John Wayne
There are 10 types of people in the world.. those who understand binary and those who don't.
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- breaksRbest
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This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin
And I've been thinkin - I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin
And I've been thinkin - I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
I think I am, Therefore I am. I think
"You suffer....
...But Why?"
Napalm Death - You Suffer.
...But Why?"
Napalm Death - You Suffer.
Who made you Judge Judy and Executioner?
http://www.soundcloud.com/directive
http://www.myspace.com/directivednb
http://www.soundcloud.com/directive
http://www.myspace.com/directivednb
Step by step by step by...........
As i....step into the roof of my mind lookin for the right path where the musics gonna take me, i feel it comin on a new phenomonen on the rise, u just show me where it lies, as we takin the ride as we dip as we glide, its like the sound music being in you, musical fact love it likes (somthing somthing) let me see ya step into the world of my brain, reminisce a rythm maintain flowin through my vains holdin my sole ur on a role in the mainframe its a picture not a fixture.............
MC Conrad - Progression Sessions 01! Track 2....all the words may not be corrcet (system - zip it ) but thats all of the top of my head.
FUCKING TUNE!
As i....step into the roof of my mind lookin for the right path where the musics gonna take me, i feel it comin on a new phenomonen on the rise, u just show me where it lies, as we takin the ride as we dip as we glide, its like the sound music being in you, musical fact love it likes (somthing somthing) let me see ya step into the world of my brain, reminisce a rythm maintain flowin through my vains holdin my sole ur on a role in the mainframe its a picture not a fixture.............
MC Conrad - Progression Sessions 01! Track 2....all the words may not be corrcet (system - zip it ) but thats all of the top of my head.
FUCKING TUNE!
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I even be gettin more graphic tha a neo geo
32 bit computer chip be slipped between my lips
and then ill spit
spit it out spit it out, go ahead spit it out
that itty bitty style you upchuck
betta believe i buttfuck emcees from the rear it appears youre stuck up
its my terminology that strikes up mind and rips this beat apart
you know the many styles i choose will bruise crews from the start
i flow awkwardly cause awkardly i flow fast to the ryth,
incisions are made into the brain and then i begin to give em
a lobotomy, follow me im shapin your brain..like..pottery
all over the track!
gimme the PH gimme the AR gimme the OA gimme the HE,
Pharoahe
crazy poison tip arrows are hitting you from all directions
you cannot dodge, or manage to dislodge, them from the point at which they are connecting
i am se se selecting a ne ne new style style for pa pa pa piles of emcees who try to be bu bu bu buckwild
fu fu fu fuck that, when im in a renovative style of mind im innovative
never been afraid of rockin the microphone
im prone to be eliminating
cling when i sing a song of sixpence if it makes sense then sing along
swing along to my nuts if you got guts then bring it on
doesnt get any better
32 bit computer chip be slipped between my lips
and then ill spit
spit it out spit it out, go ahead spit it out
that itty bitty style you upchuck
betta believe i buttfuck emcees from the rear it appears youre stuck up
its my terminology that strikes up mind and rips this beat apart
you know the many styles i choose will bruise crews from the start
i flow awkwardly cause awkardly i flow fast to the ryth,
incisions are made into the brain and then i begin to give em
a lobotomy, follow me im shapin your brain..like..pottery
all over the track!
gimme the PH gimme the AR gimme the OA gimme the HE,
Pharoahe
crazy poison tip arrows are hitting you from all directions
you cannot dodge, or manage to dislodge, them from the point at which they are connecting
i am se se selecting a ne ne new style style for pa pa pa piles of emcees who try to be bu bu bu buckwild
fu fu fu fuck that, when im in a renovative style of mind im innovative
never been afraid of rockin the microphone
im prone to be eliminating
cling when i sing a song of sixpence if it makes sense then sing along
swing along to my nuts if you got guts then bring it on
doesnt get any better
sneaky flow like cash flow
on the first of the month
for broke cats that's thirst for the blunt
on the first of the month
for broke cats that's thirst for the blunt
Oh when the Saints...Sunshine, lollipops and rainbows,
Everything that's wonderful,
That's what I see when
We're together!
or, if you prefer....
I've got that joy joy joy joy
Down in my heart (where?)
Down in my heart to stay!
And if the devil doesn't like it
He can sit on a tack (Ow!)
Sit on a tack all dayyyyy!
Go over there... ... over there
Oh when the saints go over there...
Who made you Judge Judy and Executioner?
http://www.soundcloud.com/directive
http://www.myspace.com/directivednb
http://www.soundcloud.com/directive
http://www.myspace.com/directivednb
Can you name the truck with four wheel drive,
smells like a steak and seats thirty-five..
Canyonero! Canyonero!
Well, it goes real slow with the hammer down,
It's the country-fried truck endorsed by a clown!
Canyonero! (Yah!) Canyonero!
[Krusty:] Hey Hey
The Federal Highway comission has ruled the
Canyonero unsafe for highway or city driving.
Canyonero!
12 yards long, 2 lanes wide,
65 tons of American Pride!
Canyonero! Canyonero!
Top of the line in utility sports,
Unexplained fires are a matter for the courts!
Canyonero! Canyonero! (Yah!)
She blinds everybody with her super high beams,
She's a squirrel crushing, deer smacking, driving machine!
Canyonero!-oh woah, Canyonero! (Yah!)
Drive Canyonero!
Woah Canyonero!
Woah!
smells like a steak and seats thirty-five..
Canyonero! Canyonero!
Well, it goes real slow with the hammer down,
It's the country-fried truck endorsed by a clown!
Canyonero! (Yah!) Canyonero!
[Krusty:] Hey Hey
The Federal Highway comission has ruled the
Canyonero unsafe for highway or city driving.
Canyonero!
12 yards long, 2 lanes wide,
65 tons of American Pride!
Canyonero! Canyonero!
Top of the line in utility sports,
Unexplained fires are a matter for the courts!
Canyonero! Canyonero! (Yah!)
She blinds everybody with her super high beams,
She's a squirrel crushing, deer smacking, driving machine!
Canyonero!-oh woah, Canyonero! (Yah!)
Drive Canyonero!
Woah Canyonero!
Woah!
I kissed a squirrel and I liked it... taste of her acorn chapstick
- Ag3nT[]0raNg3
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lol @ Canyonero. haha
I might be movin' to Montana soon
Just to raise me up a crop of
Dental Floss
Raisin' it up
Waxen it down
In a little white box
I can sell uptown
By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss,
But I'd be raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Well I just might grow me some bees
But I'd leave the sweet stuff
For somebody else...but then, on the other hand I'd
Keep the wax
N' melt it down
Pluck some Floss
N' swish it aroun'
I'd have me a crop
An' it'd be on top (that's why I'M movin' to Montana)
Movin' to Montana soon
Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon (yes I am)
Movin' to Montana soon
Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune
I'm pluckin' the ol'
Dennil Floss
That's growin' on the prairie
Pluckin' the floss!
I plucked all day an' all nite an' all
Afternoon...
I'm ridin' a small tiny hoss
(His name is MIGHTY LITTLE)
He's a good hoss
Even though
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
Any way
I'm pluckin' the ol'
Dennil Floss
Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
I'm gonna find me a horse
Just about this big
An' ride him all along the border line
With a
Pair of heavy-duty
Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
Every other wrangler would say
I was mighty grand
By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss
But I'd be raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Well I might
Ride along the border
With my tweezers gleamin'
In the moon-lighty night
And then I'd
Get a cuppa cawfee
N' give my foot a push...
Just me 'n the pymgy pony
Over the Dennil Floss Bush
N' then I might just
Jumb back on
An' ride
Like a cowboy
Into the dawn to Montana
Movin' to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Movin' to Montana soon
I might be movin' to Montana soon
Just to raise me up a crop of
Dental Floss
Raisin' it up
Waxen it down
In a little white box
I can sell uptown
By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss,
But I'd be raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Well I just might grow me some bees
But I'd leave the sweet stuff
For somebody else...but then, on the other hand I'd
Keep the wax
N' melt it down
Pluck some Floss
N' swish it aroun'
I'd have me a crop
An' it'd be on top (that's why I'M movin' to Montana)
Movin' to Montana soon
Gonna be a Dental Floss tycoon (yes I am)
Movin' to Montana soon
Gonna be a mennil-toss flykune
I'm pluckin' the ol'
Dennil Floss
That's growin' on the prairie
Pluckin' the floss!
I plucked all day an' all nite an' all
Afternoon...
I'm ridin' a small tiny hoss
(His name is MIGHTY LITTLE)
He's a good hoss
Even though
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
He's a bit dinky to strap a big saddle or
Blanket on anyway
Any way
I'm pluckin' the ol'
Dennil Floss
Even if you think it is a little silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
I don't care if you think it's silly, folks
I'm gonna find me a horse
Just about this big
An' ride him all along the border line
With a
Pair of heavy-duty
Zircon-encrusted tweezers in my hand
Every other wrangler would say
I was mighty grand
By myself I wouldn't
Have no boss
But I'd be raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Raisin' my lonely
Dental Floss
Well I might
Ride along the border
With my tweezers gleamin'
In the moon-lighty night
And then I'd
Get a cuppa cawfee
N' give my foot a push...
Just me 'n the pymgy pony
Over the Dennil Floss Bush
N' then I might just
Jumb back on
An' ride
Like a cowboy
Into the dawn to Montana
Movin' to Montana soon
(Yippy-Ty-O-Ty-Ay)
Movin' to Montana soon
thanks for the reminder yesterday, i haven't listen to wu-tang in ages...
open track of ghostface killah's ironman cd (ghostface is watching a movie):
n1: What you doin' on our turf, punk?
n2: Got a message for Smokey.
n1: Give it.
n2: You Smokey, man?
n1: Give it!
n2: If you ain't Smokey, it ain't yo' motherfuckin' message
n1: Motherfucker, I said gimme the message!
n2: It's from Willie, in the slam.
n1: Nigga, you been busted?
n2: Yeah, the man picked me up.
n1: Well, I ain't got no fuckin' time to play witchu! Now gimme the message.
n2: Willie's in Warwick, doin' 1-3. Told me to tell y'all motherfuckers to
keep cool. He be out one way or another. Quick. Maybe I could stick
around for awhile.
n1: Naw, that's out, man. You know? What can we, The Lords, do with a punk like you?
n2: Kiss my ass, motherfucker!
ghostface: Burn 'em!
n2: Just me and you, motherfucker, just me and you. I'll put trademarks around your fuckin' eyes!
open track of ghostface killah's ironman cd (ghostface is watching a movie):
n1: What you doin' on our turf, punk?
n2: Got a message for Smokey.
n1: Give it.
n2: You Smokey, man?
n1: Give it!
n2: If you ain't Smokey, it ain't yo' motherfuckin' message
n1: Motherfucker, I said gimme the message!
n2: It's from Willie, in the slam.
n1: Nigga, you been busted?
n2: Yeah, the man picked me up.
n1: Well, I ain't got no fuckin' time to play witchu! Now gimme the message.
n2: Willie's in Warwick, doin' 1-3. Told me to tell y'all motherfuckers to
keep cool. He be out one way or another. Quick. Maybe I could stick
around for awhile.
n1: Naw, that's out, man. You know? What can we, The Lords, do with a punk like you?
n2: Kiss my ass, motherfucker!
ghostface: Burn 'em!
n2: Just me and you, motherfucker, just me and you. I'll put trademarks around your fuckin' eyes!
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that track also has a line that goes something like "my girl horrified that her man look like emmet till".exploited wrote:"if you could feel how my face felt
you would know how mace felt
thank god I aint too cool for the safe belt"
or something...kanye west, makes me chuckle every time.
i found out who emmet till was last night..kinda bad taste.
sneaky flow like cash flow
on the first of the month
for broke cats that's thirst for the blunt
on the first of the month
for broke cats that's thirst for the blunt
Yeah I watched that too - I was switching between that and Amazing Race. Don't agree that the line is bad taste though......sneaky hands wrote:that track also has a line that goes something like "my girl horrified that her man look like emmet till".exploited wrote:"if you could feel how my face felt
you would know how mace felt
thank god I aint too cool for the safe belt"
or something...kanye west, makes me chuckle every time.
i found out who emmet till was last night..kinda bad taste.
You can dance if you want to,
We can leave your friends behind,
Coz your friends don't dance
And if they don't dance
Then they're no friends of mine....
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i guess my kneejerk reaction was "ohh kanye is making a joke of something mad serious"funkypaws wrote: Yeah I watched that too - I was switching between that and Amazing Race. Don't agree that the line is bad taste though......
thinking about it more, it made me pay a lot more attention to what happened, so in terms of raising awareness of where Black people in the US have come from its a good thing.
sneaky flow like cash flow
on the first of the month
for broke cats that's thirst for the blunt
on the first of the month
for broke cats that's thirst for the blunt
system wrote:it can be strongly argued that not only did he steal 'their' music and dance moves, but he never acknowledged the fact. not to mention his habit of repeatedly uttering racial slurs and epithets in interviews.Hardy wrote:How was Elvis a racist?
more:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/arts/elvis/st ... 42,00.html
yer as that article says his famous quote was "The only thing black people can do for me is shine my shoes and buy my music".....
hence a million lines.......including Chino XL's "shine my shoes and buy my cd's - treating niggas like Elvis"
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The reason why our lives they are so rough
Because the system is unjust
And the reason why the system is unjust
Because it’s not made for us (repeat)
Many they flight for equal rights, no end in sight
Some hold the power so tight, and live alife that’s nice
Who pays the price ?
You’ve got to fight, with all your might for what is right
It is your life, you have a choice you’ve got a voice
No justice no peace if equal rights and justice is what you seek
No justice no peace the power to the people they must be released
Smith & Mighty - No Justice ft. Rudy Lee
Because the system is unjust
And the reason why the system is unjust
Because it’s not made for us (repeat)
Many they flight for equal rights, no end in sight
Some hold the power so tight, and live alife that’s nice
Who pays the price ?
You’ve got to fight, with all your might for what is right
It is your life, you have a choice you’ve got a voice
No justice no peace if equal rights and justice is what you seek
No justice no peace the power to the people they must be released
Smith & Mighty - No Justice ft. Rudy Lee