i’m already sending your beef/between us u should end it
bullets dont come my way/they always go yours
straight to your dome/could be with parents i spray Dem to
pussy u think u cop tools/well i spray dem as well as fools
neither of um can see me/Bali it out and u still try be me
well nether stop will always pop off doors
see how many more wanna give jaw/figure it out
next your door you cant blame me burn or aim free
your more like the Disney channel
i hear MTV calling no not me nor is it you
so u thought you was cool/sending for all MC’S
fuck the lyrical only G’S get highly recognized
mix it with lyrical u get unstoppable
one ta your jaw cuz itz rock-able
aint seen ya mum so i dunno is she fuck-able
send um in seriously i’ll drop um all
I’m already ten steps ahead of the camera flash,
I’ve develop
you just a baby still developing
I’ll D.E.S.T.R.O.Y ya same as a building
my fist like a chain on a ball
your a girl like shops set up in a mall
like tyres and the world i’m travelling all round
just like bullets when they hit and fall to da ground
i’m blending in you get blended like grains of coffee
buried like the seeds of cannabis
but still none of your better buds showing
i’m nearly there more den 9 buds growing
all but dry spunk in ya girls mouth then in her eye
i got straps who needs steel lead my lead straight to ya spleen
catch me if you can in 6th gear
i spose i could be your old man so be careful
my seamen could ave made you
then hole life your dad was me so mommy betrayed you
hold her up dont let her call 911
or they’ll charge u affray so blaze her
smoke more and go crazy psychotic and unlazy
take heat ta your state then to your street
unload and hear screems that sounds sweet
no knocking on kick through hope u aint gone
need to spray so its over and you’ve disappeared
hole clip of a mac11 circle your face
so when they investigate its no case
so i say tightly tie up your shoelace
of get caught slipping face fist in the dirt
you kissed it good glad sorry i cant ask u if hurt
you kipping deep with da worms
and test real see gunz dat real
no fake shit to say See be real
on block all day let you by no way
send a txt to mom quick if ya dont ya already hurt
i’m so sick u’ll get murked
i’m so real you’ll go down in da dirt
i’ll make you ill from feeding ya raw food
i’m off of this cuz i got more humans ta kill
--- (Canibus)i’m walking in swamp water wida a m16/mouth of a blood shove a gun in da mouth of a thug/to brake braces you say grace and make faces/i’ll display hate and brake you in eight places(Canibus)/LIKE TUPAC KEEPING IT £$THUG4LIFE$£
F*** you get off this page on this sight u wasteman if u dont like rap BE GONE
--- (Canibus)i’m walking in swamp water wida a m16/mouth of a blood shove a gun in da mouth of a thug/to brake braces you say grace and make faces/i’ll display hate and brake you in eight places(Canibus)/LIKE TUPAC KEEPING IT £$THUG4LIFE$£
AznSkillz wrote:
A ReMatch.. Rogues Right its not worth wasting me Lyrics, Forgot to Say This is For 98 Supra for
the Tourny.
Your Bitch is Riding my 6 inch TOOL
Your Parallel To a FOOL Ur The Same THING
Whos AznSkillz The Same KING(I was the king in the 1st Battle)
Dude Hop Off My DICK I know you wanna “BE ME”
But I’m like John Cena cause you Can’t fukin “SEE ME”
I wasn’t in the War but I’m Known as a “YOUNG VET” and a
“YOUNG THREAT” This Cat be Biting his Lines Like a “PAC MAN”
Lyrically You Short Man, Lyrically I’m Like “SHAQ MAN”
I’m Unstoppable Like The “SAND MAN” Your Worth a Penny,
When I’m Worth a “GRAND MAN” and I spit more Flames Than
a Mofukin DRAGON Your slow like a computer “LAGGIN”/
My Techs are Locked and “LOADED” Your Crew is all Gased Up
and “BLOATED” like you had to much “DAIRY”/This chinkstah
isn’t bad he innocent like a “FAIRY” Matter fact he Faker
than the “TOOTH FAIRY”
yo, my dream is to be revered like paul
and if you dont respect me, i know you fear my bars
i wanna own nice cars, but til i go that far
ima just spit my own nice bars
and im not afraid to show my scars
but thatll be gone soon
one day ima make it rain like monsoons
and when i make it ill be in the sl with the top down,
blastin this song
with my girl by my side and my boy in the back, with his girl and his mac,
just to prove that you faggots were wrong
chyeah!!
--- "Death is inevitable... Welcome it as a friend, and it can’t be your enemy”
What I wouldn’t give to start over...
yeahh
every day
every night
in the dark
in the light
every day
every night
in the dark
fuck the fights
yeah you cant see me, gone like mic g
from queens, b, this song might be a little like me
cause im havin good times, kickin good rhymes you know i should shine
so ima ''shyne'' like that dude with the raspy voice
pass the lighter and the blunt, fuck clappin toys
im higher than fuck, ima scrap you and your faggot boys
yo its a new dawn like the laundry detergent
the situations not emergent
fuck it just sit down and chill with me
roll with me
fuck x pills just chill with me
and if you still with me
lets do this shit...
^^
lolwtf...
--- "Death is inevitable... Welcome it as a friend, and it can’t be your enemy”
What I wouldn’t give to start over...
Cash rule everything around me, QUEENS get the money, hundred dolla bills yall
yo i got cream like dairy products
i dont slang narcotics but i deliver crack
the mixtapes, songs, man bring it back
one of the hottest, known as one of the best to ever drop this
im a prodigy, got the whole hood to rock with me
you know that you gonna kick it on the block with me
got the cash, rule, blast fools with the black tools
i smack dudes who think they gonna have me trapped soon
cause i dont get caught, on some houdini shit
and you think you gonna school me but you dont teach me shit
--- "Death is inevitable... Welcome it as a friend, and it can’t be your enemy”
What I wouldn’t give to start over...
i’m from the boulevard of broken dreams
where suckas get smoked for cream
and kids got the scopes and beams
in the schoolyards there’s chokin fiends
where the rich got things that one day i hope to see
and the poor got gats that they flashin openly
though they too scared to blast
still thinkthey all that, never fall back
queens, and los angeles,
the theme is cancerous
gang violence spreadin, though its not the answer kid
yo we got these posers who tag up the block
they slang fuckin rock, but they dont do siht
tell these bitches to fuck off, and that’s real talk
yo they’re the only gang in the city... haha there’s not even any rivalry!!
so step off fuck it im done with this recital b
--- "Death is inevitable... Welcome it as a friend, and it can’t be your enemy”
What I wouldn’t give to start over...
Rogue wrote:
nvm all the ones that say they’re keys to the city are fake
Yeah,the track hasn’t been released yet..We know the song exists,we’re just waiting for it to drop,on the album or a street single..I just need to hear some new eminem haha..
DJ Premier revealed to HipHopDX.com that he received a phone call from Eminem requesting that “DJ Premier sound.“[25] DJ Premier confirmed that he produced a track for Eminem entitled, “Keys to the City," which will appear on Eminem’s upcoming album.[25] DJ Premier also noted that the track is “dope," and stated, “Man…Eminem is back," while informing that Eminem “attacked the track with a new style, just fucking ridiculous, kind of like how he came with ‘The Way I Am’ but even more lyrical like the old Eminem.“[25] The track also holds the possibility of being leaked as a “street single”.
yeah
real talk man
you know ima stay right
never gon leave you
cause i love you and always wanna see you
at the end of the day you know ill be true
and never leave you, instead ima
keep right
always down to ride,
shit this beat sucks for freestyling lol
ill do a written.. one day. if i can get this girl in school to be my gf.
--- "Death is inevitable... Welcome it as a friend, and it can’t be your enemy”
What I wouldn’t give to start over...
QUEENS!!!
This is history man!
LAX!!
yeah... yeah.... yeah..
First rapper to rip it like this shit im spittin prolific and tippin your witness so instead he snitches on you, sick bitch, you aint real tryna get me locked, fuck that ima let the semi cock, and then let it blast with the hammer back, you hear the steady blasts like *chorus*
we shootin! made you look
probably run to the cops with your notebook
like ''this dude left us both shook, blastin gats in public''
like the qing dynasty im the last republic
yall just democracies, controlled by the people and make what’s popular, while im visionary like somethin that’s ocular, you bite like dracula, fuck it, everything is real that i see
cause they took me outta new york they aint took the new york outta me
its not about the salary or the reality, your fallacies dont work, do your homework next time, you fuckin jerk, i made you look, you a slave to my rhyme book, your time’s up like like george bush junior.. i split your medula with the .44 ruger, now you can’t look cause i blasted your eyes out.. why pout? now you can’t see the violence of the world you should pay me for that
unless you want me to go farther and put a hole where your brain be at
--- "Death is inevitable... Welcome it as a friend, and it can’t be your enemy”
What I wouldn’t give to start over...
ima rhyme in the cypher//
spit fire,my minds the lighter//
no writers as im recitin the flow//
that i might just//
blow,outta control,get sliced...kinda like that street fighter//
i swear im still so smooth even when im hyper//
im just saying words like im a blind typer//
unaware of the consequences when i drop the message//
im hottest,get it?,if not,u could jus let it,go//
like high rollers with the dice,never think twice//
just let it roll,hope u dont pay the price//
rap and hip hop are like the day and the night//
show the words to the observers,there thinkin,“Maybe’s he’s right”//
cuz lately,the life,is not quite..how things used to be like//
No apologies,im droppin these,cuz they might,wanna be stoppin me//
but it CANNOT be,they cant put hip hop to nuthin//
so lets gather and strike,were “gonna be startin sumthin”//
like Mike,Jackson..here the difference,i be up on the mic rappin//
when im spittin,deliberbate delivery’s what im kickin//
they be on that mic laughin',yeah there just kiddin//
Me,im jus killin'..shit happens..so i increase the rippin//
now they keep slippin,like it was grease they grippin//
Easy,yeah ima machine with lyrics//
just insert the green,watch Vin work the dream//
and I’ll jump on the scene,and make sure you all hear it//
Vintage is the king,aint none of u gettin near him//
Aha!! you know it’s real
yeah
yeah
yeah
yo, why do i only see pressure and pain when i see my world?
and why i gave you my heart but you still don’t wanna be my girl?
why we still usin gas when its' almost gone?
why i gotta be away from home so long?
why i always spit hotter but i lose the battles?
why i dont have a studio mic so i can prove my rap skill?
why they racist just cause im a chink?
and why when im spittin, i always try and stop to think?
why am i destined to never succeed?
why i gotta step in and be destined to bleed?
why am i still not a playa, like big pun?
why i do everything right, but you still think im not ''the one''?
why my homie had to move so far?
why am i always spittin the most tight bars?
why do kids get access to burners?
why do they cock it and aim just to get that money in earnest?
and then why they gotta get caught?
now they life is fucked, though they never let off
yo, why i got so many questions and no answers?
why bush spendin money on war instead of a cure for cancer?
why both our presidential candidates are bad?
and why cant we all get along, black, hispanic, white, asian, straight, or fags?
--- "Death is inevitable... Welcome it as a friend, and it can’t be your enemy”
What I wouldn’t give to start over...
yo,im just a kid who could rap,but im white though//
it seemed that i have a dead end dream//
until I saw Asher Roth on my tv screen//
i thought..Damn,I might blow,drop like Nitro//
im from the burbz,but the words are phat,i need lypo-//
suction..fuck this,i cant be a normal person//
I’d rather die than spend my life in a 9 to 5 workin//
a regular job,I’d rather get in the Mob,put innocent people in hearses//
jus vision it,Vintage is the guy that writes verses//
I got a way with words,my mind is poetic//
Im wise,I’d play u herbs,but i dont need weed to be high//
im so fresh its..definitely a crime,some time in the future//
you dudes just dont get..so i give it//
A baller travelin,i swear i’ll never pivot//
stayin in one place aint something that i dream-of//
im gonna tour the country and do concerts live//
just be-cause im that kind of guy//
sell out arenas as I watch the time fly//
this is V-I...better get used the name//
im gonna be here for a while,do some unusual thangs//
the rules wont be the same,and im gonna make it happen//
cuz im speak for the change,some say I’m Barack’in//
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