Rhymes Instead Of Crimes!
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ApR1zM a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 12:24am |
-waking up every morning by the same dream
-dreaming about the time we were still a team -everytime i think about you i want to scream -i want to be far away a.s.a.p @ da speed of a light beam! -now its okay i finally got over it -I finally got a hold of myself not takin anymore of your shit -Im not perfect but youre fucked up you gotta admit -hope you feel better now if youll excuse me i gotta split -better off alone than contaminated by your lifestyle -i am just tired of taking all your shit with a smile -every second passed with you was everything but worthwhile -everything you gave to me is nothing but a junk pile peace heahaeh! |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Agent_Yogurt a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 12:28am |
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Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» somekid a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 2:25am |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» eLDee a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 12:47pm |
meh? since when did you turn into a cow? I guess I have to drag you to the slaughterhouse right now and I'm beggining my shift in 15 min. Mouauheauehauhaueauheau |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» mindset a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 5:12pm |
Lord how you be madam G peace God
Fuck frauds get yours kick ass leave scars On Mars I built a school to study life on Earth Thoughts burst, a million rappers murdered in the first verse Now what's than eating dirt, being buried alive Put to death by surprise in the name of black gods Ain't I most fly? Young pie don't cry Dry the tears from your eye and your lover might live Like to give, like to take, never making mistakes All wise enjoying everything right and exact Poor facts, pro-black, Donnelly Homes projects Learn that time is the same on Casio or Rolex Knowledge James, chapter two, verse one through six But try not to judge a man by the price of his kicks |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» PitaGore a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 5:19pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» tuesmondieu a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 5:31pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» mindset a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 5:36pm |
Since I've been away I've been thinking about
How gunslingers turned singers and black culture went out Wake up all you teachers tired of teaching and wait Grass roots, pass truth into the ears of black youths Watch me talk the talk and walk the walk right now As mystic as it seems, I bring for real to your dream seeing Midnight marauder got it dipped off the block drug Street niggas bug cause they know we do it for the love We rose abouve every limit that they said we had Who loves your ass enough to strictly educate the mass? Come get your cash, fill your mind with swine and dash For longevity, these niggas we will never be You will remember we from now till forever gee I am infinity, lyrics flowing endlessly You ain't no friend to me so don't even pretend to be Like O.J. Simpson be sleeping with the enemy I call you out and make the world know your ass is lacking Quoting some lessons but see no parts of understanding You standing under my rain, snow, sleet, hail and thunder That's why you wonder what's causing this to exist I raise the mist, distill the myths of many currents Don't be determined except to life forget the death Nevertheless you're being blessed cause I'm who God is Don't know the time niggas must be wearing Guess watches Hands on your boxes, turn 'em up like seven notches Your Magnavoxes amplify my super conscious Shit providers, we'll call us straight civilizers And true suppliers for Gods, Earths, and 85ers y'all |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» PitaGore a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 5:37pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ApR1zM a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 6:13pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» eLDee a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 7:03pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» eLDee a répondu le Thu 28 Nov, 2002 @ 7:11pm |
Man your shit was really tight
Out of the heart you bust it righ The rhimes you spill are bright like light But don't be surprised if some fakes will start a fight Two minutes after we stop the plight Wait till comes the night Bust some cans and go paint a freight I'm sorry if I can't be polite Coz' just one rhyme is enough for me to ignite Spread the truth and rule with might peace |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» Unknown User a répondu le Fri 29 Nov, 2002 @ 12:08pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» PitaGore a répondu le Fri 29 Nov, 2002 @ 12:10pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» mindset a répondu le Fri 29 Nov, 2002 @ 12:10pm |
Yo.. I'm from a place where some mothers sell they babies for crack
Where young cats buy gats, shoot and never look back Where the whites live with the whites, and the blacks live with the blacks But somehow we unite, through the culture of rap Where thugs bust guns, and sons are raised without they fathers We do away with has-beens, rock the latest fashion The rule's never rat - what you want to know, or who's askin Just some habits of highly effective MC's Y'all is pussy rap, my speech made you weak in the knees But talk's cheap, I'm straight from the streets I'm action-oriented when I'm screamin KILL CORRUPT POLICE I read books, reap intelligence to compromise my bad looks I roam with God-bodies and crooks But when I rest my head at night, I'm just happy that I made it Cause someone could take your life, be it my friends or my neighbors Whether, you police or a thug on the streets Whether, you look for beef or you livin in peace Whether, you back down or you stand strong bold Yo we never know what tomorrow gon' hold |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» PitaGore a répondu le Fri 29 Nov, 2002 @ 12:14pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» ApR1zM a répondu le Fri 29 Nov, 2002 @ 12:36pm |
welcome 2 the land of the ill tempered
where everything you say is listened as if it mattered here all your little dreams are shattered if you find the real me ill be flattered Nothing less but the best in the south-west so much time to invest, to protest fuck the rest im not wearing a bulletproof vest so maybe you should digest the fact that were blessed stop living under stress you need some rest ! COFFEE is my drug , never pretented to be a thug i need another mug , god fuck i hope nobody saved this last rhyme in a LOG :) |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» PitaGore a répondu le Fri 29 Nov, 2002 @ 12:40pm |
Good [+1]Toggle ReplyLink» mindset a répondu le Fri 29 Nov, 2002 @ 2:03pm |
the cult leader, the war-monger, armed with four high-powered
firearm barometers; i visited Andromeda the human cloner, the donate to my fam organ donor the morbid odor of corpses lowered, the coroner the cult leader, result needer, the skull and bones bleeder the chrome heater, the soul eater, the tome reader the cloak and dagger magnum packer; convert star systems to active vacuum the illest shit since Manson had goons the great communicator; alien tomb raider consume data - cut from the same cloth that produced Vader the cult leader, the ultimate fighting champion the benificient, the lamb, the messiah, the religion there's a thousand faces, more than the cross and the Star of David i'm the combination of God and Satan the humble shepherd, the son of lepers, the stuff of legends the cult leader, i've indulged in the most disgusting of pleasures likeable and charismatic; my smilin face has been enough to make a mother leave her children in a violent place i turn knees to noodles; i make my female followers want me until they pussy's drippin like fruit juice the pervert, the pathological, the prophet i'm the second coming, the antichrist, the final conflict who got nuclear weapons and a suicidal doctrine? the cult leader, and i'll never stop until i got you locked in |
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