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Drop your favourite verses...

Post by the acid never lies » Thu Jul 30, 2009 1:51 pm

Favourite rap verses anyone? Here's a couple of mine

Deep Fried Frenz - MF DOOM (hard to pick just one bit!)

Asssociates is your boys, your girls, bitches, ******, homies
Close, but really don't know me
Mom, dad, comrade, peeps, brothers, sisters, duns, dunnies
Some come around when they need some money
Others make us laugh like the Sunday funnies
Fam be around whether you paid or bummy
You could either ignore this advice, or take it from me
Be too nice and people take you for a dummy

(EDIT: maybe 'bitches' should be changed to 'Fine Upstanding Women'?)

8 Million Stories - A Tribe Called Quest

Yo tip I tell you man the devil's trying it
But I'm goin to stay strong cause I ain't buying it
Tonight I'm taking Sherry out I don't have jack to wear
You know I've got to look dipped in the fresh new gear
Cool I found something so I iron it
I then got caught up on the phone, oh shit I'm fryin' it
Will someone tell me what did I do to deserve this?
I think I'll pull out my suit for Sunday service :lol:

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Post by chester perry » Thu Jul 30, 2009 2:27 pm

AZ- Lifes a Bitch

Visualizin the realism of life and actuality
Fuck 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


Raekwon-Can It BE All So Simple

Started off on the island, AK Shaolin
****** whylin, gun shots thrown the phone dialin
Back in the days of eight now, makin a tape now
Rae gotta get a plate now
Ignorant and mad young, wanted to be the one
Till I got (BAM! BAM!) thrown one
Yeah, my pops was a fiend since sixteen
Shootin' that (that's that shit!) in his blood stream
That's the life of a crimey, real live crimey
If ****** know the half is behind me
Day one, yo, growin all up in the ghetto
Now I'm a weed fiend, jettin the Palmetto
In Medina, yo no doubt the God got crazy clout
Pushin the big joint from down South
So if you're filthy stacked up
Betta watch ya back and duck
Cause these fiends they got it cracked up
Now my man from up north, now he got the law
It's solid as a rock and crazy salt
No jokes, I'm not playin, get his folks
Desert Eagle his dick and put 'em in a yolk (AAH!)
And to know for sure, I got reck and rip shop
I pointed a gat at his mother's knot
(Yo, Rae, don't do that shit, man! Don't do that shit! )
Fuck that

Id put the whole of BIBLE,Mass Appeal & Nature of the Threat too.

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Post by 86. » Thu Jul 30, 2009 7:51 pm

Mos Def, Talib, Common - "Respiration"

[Mos Def]
The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
Shinin, like who on top of this?
People was tusslin, arguin and bustlin
Gangstaz of Gotham hardcore hustlin
I'm wrestlin with words and ideas
My ears is picky, seekin what will transmit
the scribes can apply to transcript, yo
This ain't no time where the usual is suitable
Tonight alive, let's describe the inscrutable
The indisputable, we New York the narcotic
Strength in metal and fiber optics
where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips
for profits, thirsty criminals take pockets
Hard knuckles on the second hands of workin class watches
Skyscrapers is collosus, the cost of living
is preposterous, stay alive, you play or die, no options
No Batman and Robin, can't tell between
the cops and the robbers, they both partners, they all heartless
With no conscience, back streets stay darkened
Where unbeliever hearts stay hardened
My eagle talons STAY sharpened, like city lights stay throbbin
You either make a way or stay sobbin, the Shiny Apple
is bruised but sweet and if you choose to eat
You could lose your teeth, many crews retreat
Nightly news repeat, who got shot down and locked down
Spotlight to savages, NASDAQ averages
My narrative, rose to explain this existance
Amidst the harbor lights which remain in the distance

So much on my mind that I can't recline
Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathin
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Sigh before we die like the last train leaving

[Talib Kweli]
Breathin in deep city breaths, sittin on shitty steps
we stoop to new lows, hell froze the night the city slept
The beast crept through concrete jungles
communicatin with one another
And ghetto birds where waters fall
from the hydrants to the gutters
The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be makin
You on the wrong side of the track, lookin visibly shaken
Taken them plungers, plungin to death that's painted by the numbers
with Krylon applied pressure, cats is playin God
but havin children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
we played against each other like puppets, swearin you got pull
when the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes
Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise
Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog
is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene
Thoughts that people put in the air
Places where you could get murdered over a glare
But everything is fair
It's a paradox we call reality
So keepin it real will make you casualty of abnormal normality
Killers Born Naturally like, Mickey and Mallory
Not knowing the ways'll get you capped like an NBA salary
Some cats be emceeing to illustrate what we be seeing
Hard to be a spiritual being when shit is shakin what you believe in
For trees to grow in Brooklyn, seeds need to be planted
I'm asking if y'all feel me AND THE CROWD LEFT ME STRANDED
My blood pressure boiled and rose, cause New York ******
actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go
I take the L, transfer to the 2, head to the gates
New York life type trife the Roman Empire state

[Mos Def and crew]
So much on my mind I just can't recline
Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Yo don't the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathin
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Sigh before we die like the last train leaving

[spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. respirando ??

[Common]
Yo...on The Amen, Corner I stood lookin at my former hood
Felt the spirit in the wind, knew my friend was gone for good
Threw dirt on the casket, the hurt, I couldn't mask it
Mixin down emotions, struggle I hadn't mastered
I coreograph seven steps to heaven
And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leavened
Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go for
What I know or, what's known
So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
From the crib I spend months gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong
Tried to call, or at least beep the Lord, but didn't have a touch-tone
It's a dog-eat-dog world, you gotta mush on
Some of this land I must own
Outta the city, they want us gone
Tearin down the 'jects creatin plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God how he thought travellin the world sound
Found it hard to imagine he hadn't been past downtown
It's deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep
Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep
Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep
Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep

[Mos Def and crew]
So much on my mind I just can't recline
Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Yo how the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathing
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Kiss the Ide's goodbye, I'm on the last train leaving

Prodigy - "Genesis"

I'm bein watched by snake eyes
Peep them shed skin plenty times
Surrounded by crash dummies and empty minds
Get your shit together Dunn, see between the lines
Stay awoke, to the ways of the wickedest kind
Infamous - cause of the way, I write rhymes
Plus my story's more foul than your newborn eatin swine
(Stupid) Catch a seat, it's about to get deep
like squeezin flouride on your brush for your teeth
or, takin your seed to get shots every week
We need to pay more attention to our surroundings
Busy wildin, all for the wrong cause
Put that same strength into somethin that'll pay off
Don't forget your soul's involved
That same energy you put out, comes right back it revolves
I smash you, Dunn only if I have to
I would hate to, but I'll be more than glad to
The positive and negative war has now begun
P helps you seperate both the sides
Let the truth arise, black devil don't hide
You can't hide from me, you might from the others
I've been employed to pull your ass out from the covers
You walk like you got hooves and talk like you 'sposed to
Trickin my brothers into followin you? Yo
Potential energy is easily made kinetic
I turn 'em all back where they belong, don't wet it
What? Set it..

Nas - "Rewind"

Listen up gangstas and honeys with ya hair done
Pull up a chair hon' and put it in the air son
Dog, whatever they call you, god, just listen
I spit a story backwards, it starts at the ending

The bullet goes back in the gun
The bullet hole's closin this chest of a ******
Now he back to square one
Screamin, "Shoot don't please"
I put my fifth back on my hip
It's like a VCR rewindin a hit
He put his hands back on his bitch
My caravan doors open up
I jumped back in the van and closed it shut
Goin reverse, slowly prepared
My ****** Jungle utters out somethin crazy like, "Go he there"
Sittin in back of this chair, we hittin the roach
The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in growth
Jungle unrolls it, put his weed back in the jar
The blunt turns back into a cigar
We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal fans
Spinnin records backwards of AC/DC
I give my ****** dap, jump out the van back first
Back upstairs, took off the black shirt
I'm in the crib with the phone to my ear
Listen up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear
The voice on the phone was like, "Outside right we"
So with my mouth wide, holdin my heat
Bullets I had plenty to squeeze, plenty for ya
'Cause Jungle said, "Block your on enemies the"
Hung up the phone, then the phone rang <phone>
I'm laid in the bed thinkin 'bout this pretty young thing
Who left, she came back, her clothes just fell to the rug
She fell to my bed and gave me a hug
I told her, "No hell"
She talkin 'bout, "Me kiss"
Bobbed her head then spit the nut back in my dick
Started suckin with no hands, a whole lotta spit
Then got up and put her bra back on her tits
Got fully dressed and told me, "Stressed really I'm"
Picked up her Gucci bag and left her ****** behind
Walkin through the door, she rang the bell twice
I vomited Vodka back in my glass with juice and ice
The clock went back from three, to two, to one
And that's about the time the story begun
That's when I first heard the voicemail on the cell
It said, "Son we found that ****** we gotta kill"
<Message>
Ay yo son, ay yo son, you hear me, you hear me?
Listen man, this dude right on the block, right now, man
I found him, right now, I see him right now!
Let's kill him)
<Message>
"Yo, this Nas, leave it. Peace"

Nas - "Take It In Blood"

"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that"
"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that..
.. for, you wack MC's"

[Nas]
Currency is made in trust of the Messiah
I'm spending it to get higher
Earth, Wind, and Fire singing reasons why I'm
up early, trustworthy is a nine that bust early
Sunshine on my grill, I spill
Remi on imaginary graves, put my hat on my waves
Latter Day Saints say religious praise
I dolo, challenge any team or solo
You must be buggin out, new to my shit, home on a furlough
Ask around, who's laid up, sharp and straight up
Mafioso, gettin ****** wigs sprayed up
Skies are misty, my life's predicted by a gypsy
I'll one day walk into shots drunk off champange from Sicily
This be the drama, I'ma pause like a comma
in a sentence, paragraph's indented
Bloodshot red eyes, high, yellow envelopes of lye
Openin cigars, let tobacco fly
Condos are tuneproof, we're looking out the sky's moonroof
Shittin like gin and prune juice
Yo the system wants the coon's noose, hang em high
Courtrooms filled up, it's off the hook while I
just wrote a statement, like I'm facing twenty years
in the basement - chilling on the via with Mumia
for wearin chrome - I told the judge snakes slither
like Sharon Stone, but like Capone I'm thrown (yo)

"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that"
"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that..
.. for, you wack MC's"
"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that"
"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that..
.. for, you wack MC's"

[Nas]
Lyrical, ly-lyrical mission..
Lyrical..
Yo the time is wastin, I use the mind elevation
Dime sack lacin, court pen pacin
Individual, lyrical math abrasion
Psychic evaluation, the foulest nation
We livin in, dangerous lives, mad leak and battered wives
A lifestyle where bad streets is patternized
Wise men build and destroy
While the real McCoy dopefiend, named Detroit is still dealin boy
Coke suppliers actin biased
Cause rumors say that ****** wear wires and we liars
But every night the gat's fired, and every day a rat's hired
I still remain the mack flyest in the phat Kani, it's --
-- just the killer in me, slash drug dealer MC
Ex-slug filler, semi mug peeler
Demi, bottles of Mo', yo simply follow me flow
Put poetry inside a crack pot and blow
rough holes for cracked out pussies and buttholes
Bring the G's and the D's roll, they can't touch those
Why shoot the breeze about it, when you could be about it?
My degrees are routed, toward the peasy haired brick houses
instead of the fake medallions
Rich ****** transport in thousands
Foreign cash exchange amountin to millions
Doors is locked, rocks is chopped, watch the cameras in the ceilings
Trick bitches catching mad feelings
Peelin off in the Lex Jeep, techniques is four-wheelin
I bet it be some shit when we connect with Stretch
When we catch them sex ****** with the tecs you blessed, word
So now it's on, never wasted a slug,
Time is money when it comes to mine, take it in blood

"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that"
"I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin like that..
.. for, you wack MC's" (repeat in background to fade)

Yeah, Capone-N-Noreaga
Yeah, yo, offical Queensbridge murderers
Mobb Deep keep it real though
Motherfuckin AZ yo
'Mega, 'Mega, whatever
Scarlett O'Hara
Yo, Fox Boogie
East New York
Gambo, Brownsville
Wizard, Far Rockaway
Big Jersey
Connecticut, D.C., Sudan
V.A. ?? N.C., L.A.
So on and so on...
Big Ha, Houston Fifth Ward
Black Ed, keep it real Moe..

Kurupt - "Trylogy"
[Kurupt]
Rainstorm the back of the bank, bustin loose like Muggsy
Typhoons, Kurupt Calhoun
with a platoon of backwards ass buffoons
Ready to shoot anything that moves
Load to tunes from "The Blue Lagoon"
Mask on, khakis, ounced on house shoes
So I'ma start it off skitzin on the first ******
Saul hit the stack, heard me, hear me?
Heard that, word don't pass the front do'
before you gotta show em your heart and soul and Desert Eagle fo'
Explode then watch em fold, the other ****** froze
He knew better, mask in an all blue sweater
Two pumps ready for a riot
Full Baretta, six hostages with a loss of oxygen
Wet as a river, sixteen bricks to flip
After I flip these bitch ****** for they shit
I been down with the twist since eighty-six
Hyperactive with a automatic, snappin reaction
I'm sick of waitin, a thirty-eight, I'm jackin for Daytons
Kick the door in for sure, double four's rammin
Hollow bandit, ready to knock him off if he standin
Position the cannons, telegraph the whole parameter
Paralyze anything that walks through perimeter
Cervical veins lacerated lost to missiles
Interrogated and I paraded posted with pistols
Time for war this is when the heart's exposed
Change up the game, cockin and sparks explode
I'm a marksman, touch of death, ten steps to draw
And that's all, end to anything before
In a world war, off like a Concorde jet
But fool, D.P.G.'s the set
In a world war, this is when the heart's exposed
Change up the game, cock, sparks explode
Manic-depressive panic and then start skitzin
Not givin a fuck while all y'all bitchin
Dis is for all my G's, my ho-mies
Flippin birds and servin ki's
I'm with King T and Tha Liks, Alkahol-ed it up
like BITCH, get the fuck off my dick!
I got pistols, pills, acid, bomb, crank
Crystallized coke and limes, I don't give a fuck!


Random ones....I could go on all day

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Post by crowleyhead » Thu Jul 30, 2009 9:04 pm

All of "Phone Tap". As much as I mock Nas, that was essentially him all over.

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Post by j_one » Fri Jul 31, 2009 1:19 am

Jehst's verse in Communications...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=65_O_EZ91jc

"Jehst I post e-mails in brown paper envelopes"

Love it.

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Post by el diablo » Sat Aug 01, 2009 12:11 am

pharoahe monch (oranized konfusion) track: "releasing hypnotical gases"


As you look from whenceforth I come; riding the wind
thus eliminating competition from bird`s-eye view, I`m
descending in helicopters -- in a village raid
Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade
I`m highly intoxicating your mind -- when I`m operating
on cell walls to membranes, cytoplasms to protoplasms
Disintegrate em eliminate em now no one has em in battle
I display a nuclear ray that`ll, destroy bone marrow in cattle
Thereby destroying the entire food supply
that`s crawling with AIDS, maggots, flies
It`s ironic, when a demonic, government
utilizes bionics and a six million dollar man to capture me
Clever, however; you could never ever begin to apprehend a hologram
Who`s determined to fight solely, to defend in wars a land of the holy
I threw I-raq/a-rock and I-ran/I-ran
cause I couldn`t stand anymore within the depths of the sand
So don`t ask me Hu-ssein/who-sane
cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain

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Post by el diablo » Sat Aug 01, 2009 12:13 am

pharoahe monch (oranized konfusion) track: "releasing hypnotical gases"


As you look from whenceforth I come; riding the wind
thus eliminating competition from bird`s-eye view, I`m
descending in helicopters -- in a village raid
Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade
I`m highly intoxicating your mind -- when I`m operating
on cell walls to membranes, cytoplasms to protoplasms
Disintegrate em eliminate em now no one has em in battle
I display a nuclear ray that`ll, destroy bone marrow in cattle
Thereby destroying the entire food supply
that`s crawling with AIDS, maggots, flies
It`s ironic, when a demonic, government
utilizes bionics and a six million dollar man to capture me
Clever, however; you could never ever begin to apprehend a hologram
Who`s determined to fight solely, to defend in wars a land of the holy
I threw I-raq/a-rock and I-ran/I-ran
cause I couldn`t stand anymore within the depths of the sand
So don`t ask me Hu-ssein/who-sane
cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain

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Post by cr1tt3r » Sat Aug 01, 2009 4:07 am

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rrhKpgZ75Ek


Yo word the fuck up this is for.. (DJ Mr. Len)
the motherfuckin (El P) undisputed (Stylemaster)
CoFlow (Phase 2) Bigg Jus (yo check it)

The elevated trainline of the day linin the A
Where I first encountered the likes of Baby168
Stan Iz the Wiz K56 T.K.A.
Kingpin throwups and way back then was Abe
who watched us all rippin all loud up on the inside no E
As I progressed to the 7 yard, early Johnny D
Caine, Officer147, C.R.A.
Fuzz, Comet, Blade, Ajax and Angelduster
Cuttin school with Roman, hittin my first uni-wide
Ridin the L, overlookin the handball courts
A giant top to bottom flame, Demo TBA
Ghost TMR, Easel CUK
Switchin gears, Lay the One towards the end
Who could forget the Master of Destruction
led by Quik, Stash and Min
Destroyin all lines of thought, the Vamp Squad were bugged
I was a young kid, watchin these writers styles that bugged
Fab 5 Freddy, ? models, then Slug
I was a young kid, watchin these writers styles that bugged
We cheer ? Kay Park, dirty Slug
I keep it movin like Flint 707

I'm out to bomb Ban 2, ??
Rip 170, ??, F.B.I.
Hi Darth Bramble, 147 Shy
Rockin whole cars, you ain't seven Kevin Krash
Just to name a few style elements from my past then
while my crew tend to see technology in it's grasp
From All City built upon the foundation of true masters
Therefore when a architect delete old b-boyism I'm mackin
And why Indelible continue kid to advance material that's classic
Fundameric bus y'all to the uptown 1 2's and 3's
From the Queens parts to layups to the Brooklyn I-N-D's
I keep on like T-Kid, Lionel West a to S-E
Top Cat, rockin up tall letters from Philly
To the transit cop, Curly, Ferrari, Hicky and Ski
Lady Pink, Lady Heart, add the essence ??
Searchin for the hidden message, hit up me aersol alphabetics
Subvert word brutalizer
Critical thinkin modifier
Bigg Jus, Lune TNS, stark black tunnels a live wire
Soaked in burgundy, float master ??
I'll make the tails Red Devil
Rust on flat black, you ain't with Krylon J-3
mixed with amazon green, hit the ghostyards
like TNT Skeme, the ex-vandal
Nicer T-A-T, ebony dudes
Family163, V-F-R Sharp Delta chrome
?? 3YB
SUPERKOOL123, K-161
Jive156, Cuz NFC
Stay high 149
Mitch 77, L-T-N-S
Vade, Hondo U-G-A
Original freight hater RibOne, AB 63
Cope Two, still showin versatility
Peace to Don P and 168 Tracy
I was a young kid, watchin these writers styles that bugged
Fab 5 Freddy, ? models, then Slug
I was a young kid, watchin these writers styles that bugged
We cheer ? Kay Park, dirty Slug

Straight up, for ****** who don't understand
Obviously this wasn't made for you, so fuck you
Bigg Jus, Lune TNS and we out

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Post by el diablo » Sat Aug 01, 2009 10:48 am

el diablo wrote:(oranized konfusion)

*organized konfusion

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Post by menacetosobriety » Sat Aug 01, 2009 11:47 am

el diablo wrote:
el diablo wrote:(oranized konfusion)

*organized konfusion



good call

Pharaohe's verse on 'Extinction Agenda' is incredible too

and as for the flow

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JRRzMkHE ... re=related


same again with 'Prisoners of War'

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Post by menacetosobriety » Sat Aug 01, 2009 11:50 am

Organized Konfusion 'Prisoners of war'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GO0EWrnsbOY

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Post by slugabed » Sun Aug 02, 2009 7:50 am

Yo, don't throw the beat on yet... throw it on, NOW!

This is Edaaaaaaaaaaan
In the place to be, in the place to be
In the place to do it, where we gots to do it, where we gots to do it
Just do it, just do it, check it out

The beat's gonna pause right now but I'm comin back in
I just wanna make friends, with MC's
Buy em ice cream
Take em to the park
Then we'll hang out
Go see the butterflies, look at the girl
She wants to give us, a toy
MCs.... do you wanna hang out?
Let's chill
Let's be friends
Let's chill
Let's be best friends
So we'll go to the movies
And we'll eat some pop corn
With butter on it
Then we'll go and rhyme
Freestyle a little bit in the park
Let's go hang out, go by the river
And rock some rhymes
MC, let's chill, let's be friends
Let's not fight
Let's just hang out all damn night
Let's just do it til the morning light
Let's just chill
Let's go walk around and talk about each others' problems
Let's go over and play some video games
At the arcade, you know, we just hang out
Yea, and we work on our rhymes
My metaphors are ok, how are yours?
Let's chill
Let's just be some friends
Cuz damn, I ain't got so many friends
I just wanna hang out, with MCs
Yo, they're like me
They write rhymes too
Let's hang out, you know what I wanna do
Just go to your crib
Just eat some ??? food
And then go your house whenever we want
Just hang out, yo, let's not fight
MCs, let's hang out all night
Let's do it
Let's chill, let's work it out
Let's do what we talked about
Let's get together, and help somebody
Let's plant a tree
Let's save the bees
Let's save the cats
Let's buy some cats
Let's eat some food together
Not a hot dog cuz you know that ain't clever
You don't wanna eat some junk food man
Yo, try this apple
Or this piece of broccoli, carrot, beta keratene
Yo, I won't act embarrassing
We'll just hang out
We'll just chill
MCs...
I wanna hang out with you, and you, and you, and yes, you
Go to someone's house or the zoo
Talk to the zebras and giraffes
They're so funny, don't make me laugh
MCs... ha ha ha, I wanna hang out

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Post by cr1tt3r » Sun Aug 02, 2009 9:51 am

ha @ Edan, frenz4lyfeeeeee

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Post by godflesh fiend » Sun Aug 02, 2009 12:45 pm

Edan, along with Aceyalone, Pitman and Schoolly D are the masters of the universe.

Edan should be due to drop another bomb soon I imagine????

ACEYALONE " THE MARCH"

I was born..
I was born..
I was born..

I was born in a concrete jungle
and I learned to make my own way (learned to make my own way)
I was raised by streets and the beats
and the books and crooks of L.A.
I was taken by the power of the word
and I had a whole lot to say (had a whole lot to say)
And I vowed, always to move the crowd
and leave em in disarray
Cause I live by the word AND I die by the sword
These here are strange days AND we here are strong
We live by the sword AND we die by the slug
This here is war AND this here is love
Soldiers are marching in
And they're going to battle again
Somebody's going to win
and somebody will lose -- and that's the truth!
Gotta learn to fight for yours
Livin in this life of yours
See they can't stifle yours
if you refuse to abused, fools listen to this news
I don't beg, steal or borrow
I don't expect to see tomorrow
I don't usually soak in sorrow
cause I keep all eyes on the sparrow
Cause we live by the word AND we die by the sword
These here are strange days AND we here are strong
We live by the sword AND we die by the slug
This here is war AND this here is love
Soldiers are marching in
And they going to battle again
Somebody's going to win
and somebody will lose -- and that's the real!
Gotta learn to fight for yours
Livin in this life of yours
See they can't stifle yours
if you refuse to abused, fools listen to this news
Uh-huh, fools listen to this news
Whashup, crews listen to this news
Oh yeah, you listen to this news
Listen, listen, listen, to this news

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Post by drift » Mon Aug 03, 2009 8:40 am

not a verse but a line that always cracked me up



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