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Old 09-02-2009, 08:16 PM   #71 (permalink)
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"We are all here for a reason on a particular path
You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math
Cats think I'm delirious, but I'm so damn serious
That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world
I'm trying to make it better for these little boys and girls
I'm not just another individual, my spirit is a part of this
That's why I get spiritual, but I get my hymns from Him
So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical
I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven-sent instrument
My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental
That's why I'm instrumental
Vibrations is what I'm into
Yeah, I need my loot by rent day
But that is not what gives me the heart of Kunte Kinte
I'm tryina give us "us free" like Cinque
I can't stop, that's why I'm hot
Determination, dedication, motivation
I'm talking to you, my many inspirations
When I say I can't, let you or self down
If I were of the highest cliff, on the highest riff
And you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life in my grip
I would never, ever let you down
And when these words are found
Let it been known that God's penmanship has been signed with a language called love
That's why my breath is felt by the deaf
And why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind
I, too, dream in color and in rhyme
So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house
Cuz whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth
A touch of God reigns out"

J. IVY (Never Let Me Down - Kanye West Feat. Jay-Z & J. IVY)
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Old 09-03-2009, 07:20 AM   #72 (permalink)
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this song is too good to pick one verse I did leave out one or two verses though.

[Mr. Lif]
Injury, grab the Ace Bandage, face damage
Rip out ya tounge to change language
[talking in other language]
Did I scare ya? (uh)
Here's some laws to adhere ta
Step in, step up, or break north
My rebuttle is a spaceshuttle ready for takeoff
Blast away, I eat the sun, pass the day
Peace to Jam Master Jay

[Akrobatik]
We ain't gilligan's isle style cast aways
(Bam Boozles)
Doing what masters say
(we'll broose you)
Perceptionist crew is a who's who
Of dope beats, rhymes, and cuts now WHAT (now what!)

What's that sound the jams about to (BLO!)
Lif and Akrobatik, yeah we don't sniff (BLO!)
You might miss the bounce as the wind (BLO!)
How could you be commited if your girl won't (BLO!)
I heard your new album kid, that **** (BLO!)
Here's an oppurtunity you just can't (BLO!)
Come see Perceptionists at the show
If you wanna see the real flow lets GO!

[Akrobatik]
I love it when I see my people bobbing they head yo
Crowd straight wiling got security petrol
If you think you too good to move ya ass
Take your narrow tail to the back of the class
Yeah I know we known for bringing facts to the mass
Me and Mr. Lif back to back for the past decade
Now we moving on to the next phase
New album (world tour), let's get paid!

[Mr. Lif]
Everybody in the place better duck down
You try to jump up, you'll getta buck now
Rough style sandpaper, meet ya make-up, faker
Ak apply the back breaker

[Akrobatik]
You got your back broke on vinyl
Ask Mike Tyson, homeboy, "It's Spinal"
Niggaz need to move on up like Lionel
You ain't seeing Perceptionists and that's final!

The perceptionists - Blo
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Old 09-03-2009, 12:44 PM   #73 (permalink)
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It's important to practice good hygiene,
At least if you want to run with my team.
I'm ‘bout to get into some **** that I've seen.
This fool's breath forments so bad it'll melt your ice cream.
They say don't say nothing if you cant say nice things
Sittin' too close and hear my boy like my eye sting
I tried to be subtle, hand him a stick of gum
I was a victim of breath on the
Running his yap about what sets he from
Gotta get some gum, gotta gets him some
He turned it down, his teeth was brown
excruciating, boring, it was a new sensation
I had to ask the dope to pass the soap
Cuz his toe had the stench of crustaceans
Or bathrooms in the bus station
He had a can of oh he had some raisins
Amazin'
Head to toe BO, he didn't know
Used to the fragrance
Just as the days went without bathin'
He felt manly and not like a maiden
He had one dread and fungus
Said he worked on people's toilets with plungers
Girls thought the guy we were with the tongue, yo
So guys take your queue from this little number

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Old 10-05-2009, 10:53 PM   #74 (permalink)
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I came to the realization this evening that The Harbor Is Yours by Aesop Rock is about fucking a mermaid.

Dead, men, tell no tales.
Up push the daisies ‘till the soil is stale.
In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sail.
Mister big sleep with the carp and kale.

Once upon a time in the days of yore.
When the people lived fresh outta legend and folk lore.
There was an old pirate who piloted a vile slang
Had a bird perched on him, and swashbuckled the same
Peg leg navigated starboard to port
By the nautical starry night yellin' "The harbor is yours!"
You should tell him where you situate the gold
That is unless you'd like a vacation with Davey J-J-J-Jones

Like walk the plank, for whom the shark thank
Maroon the mutineers, consume the souvenirs
And while the shiny spoils piled higher every year
He was suffocating slow in the box of a buccaneer
Ten summers prior on a night like this
Crows nest saw something that float to the boats west
Sword blew him a kiss, and when he focused
Seen the face of an angel upon the body of a F-F-F-Fish.

What the heck! Frazzled, his telescope shattered, gathered himself
She was ghost, he was down the rope ladder to deck
Circled the vessel 360, swiftly
Found nothing in the water but salt, piss, and whiskey
Yargh, heckled by the Swabies at the bar
He’ll be the laughing stock of the Barbary Coast War
Like “This dude either got two glass eyes
Or he’s wearin’ his patch on the wrong S-S-S-Side"

Now he knew what he saw, but had to prove he was raw
So he raped and he pillaged and he’d feud any brawl
Tried to rekindle his rep via sabers and gun smoke
And vowed to always find her, though he never told his cutthroats
Meanwhile, back in the now,
Got a brand new skeleton crew on the move now
When they aren't manning thirty burning cannons stern and bow
They are prying shiny metals out your M-M-M-Mouth

Okay, youth wanes, holler wisdom n disease like the scurvy made his yellow gums bleed
And he was achy from his boots to the feather in his hat
‘Till his quartermaster showed up with a stolen treasure map
One look down and leaped off the dock
See if you can guess where X mark the spot
The capital was buried at sea in a cursed cave
Only one mile from where he'd seen the M-M-M-Mermaid

Anchors up, hoist the jolly roger thank you much
Day and night with his hook hands raised and clutched
But see, the vitamin deficiency was strong
So by the time they bumped into the island, he could barely lift his grog
Crawled off the boat, collapsed in the sand
Prayers in the air, seashells at his hand
An area high tide so grand
It's the one that put the lady of the lake on dry L-L-L-Land

And I wish I could tell you that it ended happy
Pretend like his bones weren’t practically snapping
Pretend like her gills didn’t dry up and suffer
But that's a half dead pirate and a fish out of water
No lie, scouts honor, got a million more
From the burgundy lighting above the Shores of Whores
Before your visions of grandeur go to swell those sails,
Remember dead men tell no T-T-T-Tales.

Dead, men, tell no tales
Up push the daisies ‘till the soil is stale
In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sail
Mister Big Sleep with the carp and kelp
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Old 10-05-2009, 11:07 PM   #75 (permalink)
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Speakin' of Aesop:



Sharks in the dunk tank, vipers in the garden
Locusts stole the groceries out the local Farmer's Market
All God's critters hold positions
Some are violent, some are victims
Each alive is an equal and vital piston I support
So when the piranhas honor New York
My daddy long legs dangled and mangled for sport
And while I bring in every dink in the kingdom with open wings
It all boils down to them ****-soaked pigs
The pigs, the pigs, the dregs of what y'all aim for
The gluttonous muddy stomachs under the pudgy cakehole
Two-track braniac using the food and payroll
To chew up and consume every cookie, crumb, and peso
And place a cloven hoof on the lucrative when convenient
As the bourbon-odor smokers' coughs smolder off the Cohiba
If Noah had the benefit of hindsight on his ship
He could've snatched two unicorns and left behind the mother****ing...

[Chorus:]
Pigs!
God damn... pigs!
Potbelly... pigs!
Punch-drunk... pigs!
Take money, money... pigs!
Loudmouth... pigs!
Wide load... pigs!
Let's make a deal...

[Verse 2:]
When all the wolves in woolly wigs
Have huffed, and puffed, and blew the bricks
The skulls of Brooklyn's cruelest pigs
Will rain on Fulton's newest kicks
As mulish swine of all surrounding counties sniff the gruesomeness
We pass around the pineapples and pull the pins in unison
I will gladly feed you to the breed who wants you sacrificed
No pagan or sacrilege, just bacon for scavengers
I will gladly seat you with the chickens, not the passengers
Hopefully the crack in his armor spreads to his avarice
Never that, Wilburs multiply quicker than triples
And hunt their truffles in fistfuls, but it was all bells and whistles
Bougie this and Bougie that...
War pig or pussy cat...
Glitzy to the pork ribs, had to gold-leaf the booby traps
Powder-pink, double-breasted, mess of mud and money
Waddle off the fire to make his stubborn tummy wroggle
And while I don't really know the working details of your tribes
I know that that's one ugly ****ing tie

[Chorus:]
*******... pigs!
God damn... pigs!
Potbelly... pigs!
Punch-drunk... pigs!
Take money, money... pigs!
Loudmouth... pigs!
Wide load... pigs!
Let's make a deal...

[Verse 3:]
Apple in his mouth, Maraschino eyes
Party like the butcher boy's cleaver is alive
I mosey into sixteen hours of smoke in the misty winter
To see the county fair's blue ribbon winner as dinner
Then dance until the sun has kissed your blisters in the morning
As the misery was dormant and digging in crispy portions
Corporates fund, allure 'em, and they whore 'em
Or does he whore to corporates to expand the more important forums for 'em?
Push the mortar pestle past the ordinary orchard
When the frilly border's faded is the product mine or yours, pig?
Mine, plus I toss a token where I go:
Directly to the worms who shovel **** and yellow snow
This little piggy went to the market with a target
And will subsequently know the armor-piercing forks of farmers
Final words for the finer birds taking notes:
I dig a chicken pig tills, "That's all Folks! "

[Chorus:]
Pigs!
God damn... pigs!
Potbelly... pigs!
Punch-drunk... pigs!
Take money, money... pigs!
Loudmouth... pigs!
Wide load... pigs!
Let's make a deal...
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Old 10-05-2009, 11:37 PM   #76 (permalink)
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Keeping this Aesop Rock train going:

9-5er's Anthem

****... Vanessa, what time is it? aw, **** ... Labor.

Zoom in to the fuming of an aggravated breed
Via the study of post-adolescent agitated seeds.
Half the patients wasted self prior to commencement,
So I focus on the urban Oxygen samples, the half that made it breathe.
This old Pompeii impression sways infection in 12 steps or less
And cretins swiftly tippy-toe on hard to swallow barter concepts.
The give-it/get-it never let itself past wrought iron stubbornness.
Martyrs talk funny causes into a harvesting Spartacus and so on...
I throw long Hail Mary bombs
Toward cookie-cutter Mother Nature's bedazzled synthetic fabrics.
Life treats the peasants like
They tried to **** his woman while he slept inside,
While they're merely chasing perfectionist emblems.
When the clock strikes Nine
I'll be waking with the best of the routine caffeine team players
For the cycle of it.
Under a dusted angel harp-string, Big Brother is watching
My odometer like buzzard to fallen elk, hawkin' stealth.
We got babies, rubber stamps, and briefcase parts.
We on some door-to-door now,
Order ten dollars or more we'll shove it down your throat for free.
I sacrifice my inborn tendencies for copper pennies
From one commander 'gimme that' so he can retain baby fat.
Mega biter snake bedlam,
Holocaust freak heckle shiesty brain headroom shake planet.
Make a move, pause, make a move, break cannon.
Bend barrel 180 u-turn, squeeze, end it.
It's on like it's never been,
It's bleeding well,
It's bigger than a breadbox,
It corrodes my leaky finance.
I take my seat atop the Brooklyn Bridge
With a Coke and a bag of chips
To watch a thousand lemmings plummet
Just because the first one slipped.
Sometimes I laugh at victory, kissing these little question marks.
I tend to underestimate my average.
Just another bastard savage.
Someday you'll all eat out of my cold hand
Cuz every dog has its day
At which point, I'll pull it away.

We the American working population
Hate the fact that eight hours a day
Is wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn't us
And we may not hate our jobs,
But we hate jobs in general
That don't have to do with fighting our own causes.
We the American working population
Hate the nine-to-five day-in/day-out
When we'd rather be supporting ourselves
By being paid to perfect the pasttimes
That we have harbored based solely on the fact
That it makes us smile if it sounds dope...

It's the Year of the Silkworm.
Everything I built burned yesterday.
Let's display the purpose that these stilts serve.
Elevate the spreading of the silk germ.
Trying to weave a web but all I believe in is dead.
Nah brother, it's the Year of the Jackal.
Saddle up on high horse.
My torch forced Polaris embarrassed.
Shackle up the hassle by the doom and legend marriage.
I bought some new sneakers,
I just hope my legacy matches.
It's the Year of the Landshark.
Dry as sand--parched--damn, get these men some water.
They're out there being slaughtered
In meaningless wars so you don't have to bother
And can sit and soak the idiot box, trying to **** their daughters.
Man, it's the Year of the Orphan.
Seated adjacent to the fireflies circling the torches on your porches.
Trying to guard the fortress of a king they've never seen or met
But all are trained to murder at the first sign of a threat.
Maybe it's the Year of the Water Bug.
****roach. Utter thug specimen.
Fury spawned from dreaming of your next of kin.
I'm still dealing with this mess I'm in.
I've been the object of your ridicule.
You've been a bitch lieutenant.
God, it's the Year of the Underpaid Employee
Spitting forty plus a week
And trying to rape earth in my off time.
You bored dizzy, I can't keep myself busy enough
So you can run, run, run,
And I'ma let you think you won.
EVERYBODY!

We the American working population
Hate the fact that eight hours a day
Is wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn't us
And we may not hate our jobs,
But we hate jobs in general
That don't have to do with fighting our own causes.
We the American working population
Hate the nine to five day-in/day-out
But we'd rather be supporting ourselves
By being paid to perfect the pasttimes
That we have harbored based solely on the fact
That it makes us smile if it sounds dope.

OUTRO
Fumble outta bed and stumble to the kitchen.
Pour myself a cup of ambition.
And yawn and stretch, my life is a mess,
And if I never make it home today, God bless.
Fumble outta bed and stumble to the kitchen.
Pour myself a cup of ambition.
And yawn and stretch, my life is a mess,
And if I never make it home today, God bless.




I use to play this every morning on my walk to work.
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Old 10-06-2009, 06:20 PM   #77 (permalink)
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Keeping this Aesop Rock train going
and killed. :P


So I did what I did,& smoked a blunt after I finished wit her
The next day her boyfriend walks up to me & asks me if I hit her
"Yeah I hit em both it's true,guess i'm more of a pimp then you"
He swung so I beat that foo' you can't playa hate no true...

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"You ain't gotta explain ****!I've been robbin mother ****ers since the slave ships! with the same clip! and the same 45!"
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Old 10-07-2009, 01:54 AM   #78 (permalink)
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I think this is awful, generic garbage.
here is my personal equivalence.
'I have to go pee pee, then i wipe my ass with TP, got some on the seat said 'hee hee', the teach said who, i said 'me me!', we call my town CC, whic stands for Cape Coral, where chicks do oral, and the scenery is floral, i nutted on a bitch named laurel, there was actually 2 so i'll make it plural, i came on there chins, and then on there shins, then wrote this garbage which trumps your **** in 3.5 mins."
How can you be a rap fan, come to a rap forum and say Inspectah Deck... wait Inspectah Deck? Inspectah Deck. ... Inspectah Deck sound like Lil' Wayne and Master P's qay lil' cousin? You obviously have no clue what he just said, therefore CANNOT comprehend the genius of how it was accomplished.

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Keith Murray (LL Cool J - I Shot Ya remix)
Yo... I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
And let my balls hang like I'm on a toilet takin a ****
My style is all that, and a big bag of chips wit the dip
**** all that sensuous ****
I represent intellectual violence
And leave your click holier than the Ten Commandments
Like Redman I shift with tha ruck
If ya if was a spliff we'd be all ****ed up [Word up!]

Mm, 'least I like it.
Agreed. Great line in a great tune (at least for the first and last rhymers in the song.) BTW, the last line is "If the gift (as in the gift of rhyme) was a splif, We'd be all fvcked up"


WTF? I thought I conquered the world
Crushed Moe Dee, Hammer & Ice-T's girl
But still, niggas wanna instigate sh!t
I'll battle any nigga in the rap game, quick
Name the spot, I make it hot for ya bitches
Female rappas, too. I don't give a fvck, boo
Word. I'm here to crush all my peers
Rhymes of the month in The Source for twenty years
Niggas stare. I'm detrimental to your mental state
I use my Presidential Rolex to be the bait
Niggas fight. Glock c0cked, your temple gets fvcked
MC's, they fvck wit LL they gets bucked
That's real. Wassup wit dat "I Shot Ya" deal?
Like sh!t Niggas slip. Now how the bullet feel?
New York appeal. In LA they gang-bang
But if you touch a mic, your mutha fvckin ass hang
Not this time, but next time I'ma name names
LL, sh!ttin from on top of da game
I shot ya!

L.L. Cool J - I Shot Ya! ft. Kieth Murray, Fabolus, Fat Joe & Foxy Brown

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Now I clown around when I hang around with the Underground
Girls that used to frown, say I'm down when I come around
Gas me, when they pass me, they used to dis me
Harass me, but now they ask me if they can kiss me
Get some fame, people change. (they)Wanna live their life high
Same song,can't go wrong if I play the nice guy
**Claimin fame, must we change now that we became strong?**
I remain still the same **Why two?** cuz it's the same song

Nebody know who that is?

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Crucial issues that get pushed aside
Wish we could getchu to try to take a look inside
And awaken that which has slept too long, cuz
Twisted minds have led you wrong
I just deliver the message. I don't need no "thanx"
I ain't talkin 'bout my bitches. I ain't slingin' no crank. See...
War & poverty, violence & hate are all connected
But you ain't try to relate

You see that one man's pleasure could be the next man's sorrow
No such thing as loyalty. No good examples to follow.
All we're hearin' is (pings from a fax machine), time to fix the distortion
Nothin' but death & disease in epidemic proportions.
The order of the day is hate & greed, It's time we take the lead
Supply the basic need. Now you can...
Deal with it or you can deny it
From the worst comes the best. From the lowest comes the highest.

Slightly Stoopid - The Other Side ft. Guru

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Black Sheep, almighty like Isis. My man, I slam nice.
Yes I am, more fly than Shazam
I am Dres the R E S, roll without flaw
I pound clowns who walk on sounds for encores
Me & my man since '83 makin this fast
But act up and get broken when I'm open like a Mack truck
Slammin' ya
On camera
Like gamma ra(ray)
It's illa
Cuz you never knew the Sheep could catch wrecks like Godzilla

Black Sheep - Without a Doubt

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Hehe, that does sound kinda like Wayne.
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Now I clown around when I hang around with the Underground
Girls that used to frown, say I'm down when I come around
Gas me, when they pass me, they used to dis me
Harass me, but now they ask me if they can kiss me
Get some fame, people change. (they)Wanna live their life high
Same song,can't go wrong if I play the nice guy
**Claimin fame, must we change now that we became strong?**
I remain still the same **Why two?** cuz it's the same song

Nebody know who that is?

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if im not mistaken thats 2Pac's verse on "same song" by digital underground
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