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Old 03-29-2009, 10:47 PM   #51 (permalink)
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Witness
Serendipity's Lips

I've always hated these long good-bye poems
If i saw the face of death, it's cause i kissed her with my eyes open
Lipstick on my closed funeral casket
Asking "what for" like a roman numeral math quiz
It's enigmatic, the way a soul can hang-glide
In a world of diamonds but remain a pearl like Shanghai
I aim jewels at the heads of angels
To examine when the gold in their halos became Fool's
They played pool with my options for eternity
But missed the cue and chose purgatory out courtesy
I was seduced to slumber by Serendipity's lips
And tied to a swan feather like a rotisserie spit
Heaven's on earth and I'm glad that I caught a glimpse
Before they lured me to a sea of slaughtered men with water nymphs
And it's torturing to think it's like this where the light ends
Reminds me of America the way it's run by white men

I'm tiptoeing this tempered katana edge
When I take the time to wonder what's under the monster's bed
These perverts play with feelings while they work nerves
And a piece of me is murdered everytime I say a curse word?
Their land of milk and honey doesn't seem fake
Cause they know you couldn't paint it in your wildest dream-scape
But on the otherside, we can hear our mother's cry
And linger on the muffled highs of their final lullabies
Your soul is scented by a potpourri of lotus leaves
They float the breeze and grow beneath the rosewood trees
It's poetry, no, it's closer to a finger painting
From the simpler days when everything
Was crayon-wax and pencil shavings
I'm integrating 8 millimeter memories
With letters in lipstick that ended with "Remember Me"
Blanketed in purity, security's tight wrap
If this is forever, **** that, i want my life back

If i was death, if I was life, if was pain, if i was strife
if I was man, if i was god, would you walk toward the light?
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Old 05-09-2009, 10:06 AM   #52 (permalink)
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my favorite is
Snoop Dogg on what's my name
It's the bow to the wow, creepin and crawlin
Diggy yes yallin, Snoop Doggy Dogg in
the mother****in house like everyday
Like I said, niggaz can't **** with this
Droppin **** with my nigga Mr Dr. Dre
And niggaz can't **** with that
**** that I drop cuz ya know it don't stop
Mr. One Eight Seven on a mother****in cop
Tic toc never the glock just some nuts and a ****
Robbin mother****ers then I kill dem blood clots
Then I step through the fog and I creep through the smog
Cuz I'm Snoop Doggy (who?) Doggy (what?) Doggy [Dogg]
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Old 05-09-2009, 10:38 AM   #53 (permalink)
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Eh if I gave it more though I'm sure I'd have a different answer, but this is the first one I thought of when I saw this thread.

Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
Usin' his music to steer it, sharin his views and his merits
But there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it
Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America
as a mother****in drug addict - like you didn't experiment?
Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased
And I got nothin' to do but make you look stupid as parents
You ****in do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage!
(Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't
think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go - he's {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*
And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's just the
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Old 05-09-2009, 12:05 PM   #54 (permalink)
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Wow, almost too hard to answer, but I ran through my itunes real quick and picked a classic I've always loved:

Visualizin the realism of life and actuality
**** who's the baddest a person's status depends on salary
And my mentality is, money orientated
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
cause yeah, we were beginners in the hood as five percenters
But somethin must of got in us cause all of us turned to sinners
Now some, restin in peace and some are sittin in San Quentin
Others such as myself are tryin to carry on tradition
Keepin the schwepervesence street ghetto essence inside us
Cause it provides us with the proper insight to guide us
Even though, we know somehow we all gotta go
but as long as we leavin thievin we'll be leavin with some kind of dough
so, and to that day we expire and turn to vapors
me and my capers-ll be somewhere stackin plenty papers
Keepin it real, packin steel, gettin high
Cause life's a bitch and then you die

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Old 05-12-2009, 08:39 AM   #55 (permalink)
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Big Punisher-Twinz (Deep Cover '98)


Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily
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Old 05-12-2009, 08:44 AM   #56 (permalink)
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"What's going on? Everybody's T-shirts are still to damn long" - Chip Tha Ripper


"Skateboarders grind, well I grind too that's why you can catch me in DC shoes" - Chip Tha Ripper

"Put the pounds in the trash can gucci do the dishs don't nobody nobody f*ck wit my kitchen" - Gucci Mane

"300 Bars and Runnin
Just loan me your ears for 15 minutes
Walk with me

Here the breakdown, pass the doja, .45 in the holster
Hollow tips'll fold 'em, them niggaz they toy soldiers
Oh, that boy colder than Hova unless he sober
Like I'm the president, but this ain't the takeover
Now, there's the speaker, bring your ears a little closer
Before you call this a diss, and you make Hova pissed
Why would I wanna do that? When I'm just the new cat
That was taught if a nigga take shots to shoot back
Defending his yard, yeah standing his ground
I'm saying if you gonna retire, then hand me the crown
Nah, let Bleek do it, then throw him a concert in Madison square
Watch everybody sleep through it
We can go bar for bar, I'll let the lines speak to 'em
What they say? Bleek is over let Chris and Neef do it
They say the wrong thing, I'ma smack 'em silly
What you thought? Them was the only niggaz that rapped in Philly?
See them niggaz with the soonies leave you wrapped in Philly
Then dash in groups like Beanie Mac in Philly
?? said Curtis Jack in Philly
Make a U-turn, I gotta go back to Philly
I forgot my cheese stake, that's what I told the cops
So they wouldn't get the dogs start searching for the glock
And I can't forget, B.I.G. got murdered by the cops
Even I was Ready To Die, when I heard that he was shot
What's beef? Beef is when I murk you on the spot
Labels signing many things, still searching for they Pac
I put purple on the block
So I don't feel threatened when Ludacris say he coming for the #1 spot
Ask 50, it get lonely on top
You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got
When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop
You sell records but a GGG-u not!
Acting big on the radio, to me you not
You can ask Mr. CCC who hot
Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop
Run up on that new 300 C you got
Stop hoping I fall, hope the bleeding stop
And I hope you black out before you see the cops" - The game



"You wanna rhyme like Lloyd Banks repeat after me
I'm a G-Unit toy soldier
On Sesame street doing voice overs
Bitch ass nigga need a rhyme dictionary, to rehearse his lines
Sound like Oscar the Grouch, with them nursery rhymes
We was in the studio, when I first got signed
He got stuck, he called 50 tryna borrow some lines
That's the wrong nigga, when you need help with your rhymes
All he gon' tell you is say G-Unit one more time" - The Game
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Old 05-12-2009, 10:40 PM   #57 (permalink)
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My name is Joker, habitual smoker,
I burn so many trees that I have splinters in my toaster,
I need a bitch to stay below on my waist like a hoaster,
And then I sit my cup up on her booty like a coaster,
I brag about my money so they're calling me a boaster,
I holler giddyup like I was on the Ponderosa,
You say that you don't feel me, well come a little closer,
I show you what a gangsta look like, at least a supposed to,
My blunt is filled with very deadly weed I call it through my eye,
Stay low like a *** dudes, in the mens bathroom,
Do you marvel at my flow, or shiver at my genius,
You think of STD's from all the hickeys on my penis,
We let the beat live, these other rappers are a bore,
I kill so many tracks, they recognize me at the morgue,
Bought a 20 pack of Trojans on my last trip to the store,
I did a show that night and had to go the next day to buy more,
You can test me if you want, examination if you choose,
But my glock will leave your shirt, looking like Dorothy's shoes,
No little Dorothy, see home is a place where that I can't go,
After a couple puffs I'm somewhere over the rainbow,
I have these hoes afraid to take a look into there mirrors,
Skeet something on their faces that resembles aloe vera,
Reply to the officer, that's parsley on my seat,
We pass the blunt to one another like batons at a track meet,
Exactly, I know just what you peons are thinking,
Mississipi niggas ain't ****, I don't see haters like I'm blinking,
My money keeps on growing, while your fan base keeps shrinking,
You wish you were a psychic so you could rap just what I'm thinking.
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^if you wanna know perfection that's it, you dumb shits
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Old 05-12-2009, 11:03 PM   #58 (permalink)
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please no. there was more useless similes in there than actual lyrics. pretty much the entire problem with rap today.
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Old 05-12-2009, 11:06 PM   #59 (permalink)
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Sorry, I didn't realize fun rhymes were bad.
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Laser beams, psychedelic hats, and for some reason kittens. Surrel reminds me of kittens.
^if you wanna know perfection that's it, you dumb shits
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|i am a heron i ahev a long neck and i pick fish out of the water w/ my beak if you dont repost this comment on 10 other pages i will fly into your kitchen tonight and make a mess of your pots and pans
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Old 05-13-2009, 12:59 AM   #60 (permalink)
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Sorry, I didn't realize fun rhymes were bad.
they aren't. bad rhymes are bad.
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