Write or copy/paste a verse and people have to guess it. We move on when someone guesses it...nothing TOO obscure please.

I'll start..
now i ain't tryna be the greatest
i used to hate hip-hop... yup, because the women degraded
but too $hort made me laugh, like a hypocrite i played it
a hypocrite i stated, though i only recited half
omittin the word "*****," cursin i wouldn't say it
me and dog couldn't relate, til a ***** i dated
forgive my favorite word for hers and hers alike
but i learnt it from a song i heard and sorta liked
yeah, for the icin, glamorized drug dealin was appealin
but the block club kept it from in front of our buildin
gangsta rap-based filmings became the buildin blocks
for children with leakin ceilings catchin drippins with pots
coupled with compositions from pac, nas's "it was written"
in the mix with my realities and feelings
living conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic vision
i began to jot, tap the world and listen, it drop

Write or copy/paste a verse and people have to guess it. We move on when someone guesses it...nothing TOO obscure please.

I'll start..
now i ain't tryna be the greatest
i used to hate hip-hop... yup, because the women degraded
but too $hort made me laugh, like a hypocrite i played it
a hypocrite i stated, though i only recited half
omittin the word "*****," cursin i wouldn't say it
me and dog couldn't relate, til a ***** i dated
forgive my favorite word for hers and hers alike
but i learnt it from a song i heard and sorta liked
yeah, for the icin, glamorized drug dealin was appealin
but the block club kept it from in front of our buildin
gangsta rap-based filmings became the buildin blocks
for children with leakin ceilings catchin drippins with pots
coupled with compositions from pac, nas's "it was written"
in the mix with my realities and feelings
living conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic vision
i began to jot, tap the world and listen, it drop


Lupe Fiasco - Hurt Me Soul verse 1

The bling-bling era was cute but it's about to be done
I leave ya full of clipse like the moon blocking the sun
my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch
like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch
and now these parasites wanna prosenna my asscap
trying to control perspective like an acid flashback
but here's a quotable for every single record exec
get your ****ing hands out my pocket ***** like Malcolm X
but this ain't a movie, I'm not a fan or a groupie
and I'm not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me
curse to heavens and laugh when the sky electrocutes me
Immortal Technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams
no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes
I leave ya to your own destruction like sparking a fiend
cuz you got jealousy in ya voice like star scream
and that's the primary reason that I hate ya ***gots
I've been nice since *****z got killed over 8-ball jackets
and Reebok Pumps that didn’t do **** for the sneaker
I'm a heatseaker with features that'll reach through the speaker
and murder counter revolutionaries personally
break a thermometer and force feed his kids mercury
ANR's tribe jerking me thinking they call shots
offered me a deal and a blanket full of small pocks
your all getting shot, you little ****ing tregerous *****es

Lupe Fiasco - Hurt Me Soul verse 1

The bling-bling era was cute but it's about to be done
I leave ya full of clipse like the moon blocking the sun
my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch
like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch
and now these parasites wanna prosenna my asscap
trying to control perspective like an acid flashback
but here's a quotable for every single record exec
get your ****ing hands out my pocket ***** like Malcolm X
but this ain't a movie, I'm not a fan or a groupie
and I'm not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me
curse to heavens and laugh when the sky electrocutes me
Immortal Technique stuck in your thoughts darkening dreams
no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes
I leave ya to your own destruction like sparking a fiend
cuz you got jealousy in ya voice like star scream
and that's the primary reason that I hate ya ***gots
I've been nice since *****z got killed over 8-ball jackets
and Reebok Pumps that didn’t do **** for the sneaker
I'm a heatseaker with features that'll reach through the speaker
and murder counter revolutionaries personally
break a thermometer and force feed his kids mercury
ANR's tribe jerking me thinking they call shots
offered me a deal and a blanket full of small pocks
your all getting shot, you little ****ing tregerous *****es



I'm going to go with.......billy corgan?

I'm going to go with.......billy corgan?

Lol. I didn't even notice that.

Here's another.

You know why they call The Projects a project, because it's a project!
An experiment, we're in it, only as objects
And the object for us to explore our prospects
And sidestep cops on the way to the top - yes!
As kids we would daydream, sittin on our steps
Pointin at cars like yeah that's our six
Hustlers, prophets, made our eyes stretch
So on some +Dr. Spock+ ****, we +star+ted our +trek+
Some of us made it, most of us digressed
In the name of those who ain't made it my progress
Show success please live through me
See I'm the eyes for Emory, keep him alive
(This is a collect call) So everytime I press five
All he wanna hear is his boy talk fly
Up in the fed, and still holdin his head
So when he hits the streets he gon' eat through this bread
Now let's ride

Lol. I didn't even notice that.

Here's another.

You know why they call The Projects a project, because it's a project!
An experiment, we're in it, only as objects
And the object for us to explore our prospects
And sidestep cops on the way to the top - yes!
As kids we would daydream, sittin on our steps
Pointin at cars like yeah that's our six
Hustlers, prophets, made our eyes stretch
So on some +Dr. Spock+ ****, we +star+ted our +trek+
Some of us made it, most of us digressed
In the name of those who ain't made it my progress
Show success please live through me
See I'm the eyes for Emory, keep him alive
(This is a collect call) So everytime I press five
All he wanna hear is his boy talk fly
Up in the fed, and still holdin his head
So when he hits the streets he gon' eat through this bread
Now let's ride


Buckshot????????????

Lol. I didn't even notice that.

Here's another.

You know why they call The Projects a project, because it's a project!
An experiment, we're in it, only as objects
And the object for us to explore our prospects
And sidestep cops on the way to the top - yes!
As kids we would daydream, sittin on our steps
Pointin at cars like yeah that's our six
Hustlers, prophets, made our eyes stretch
So on some +Dr. Spock+ ****, we +star+ted our +trek+
Some of us made it, most of us digressed
In the name of those who ain't made it my progress
Show success please live through me
See I'm the eyes for Emory, keep him alive
(This is a collect call) So everytime I press five
All he wanna hear is his boy talk fly
Up in the fed, and still holdin his head
So when he hits the streets he gon' eat through this bread
Now let's ride

Jay-Z ft. John Legend- Do U Wanna Ride

Angelina Jolie, let me see those
Beautiful babies I'm all about the tedos
Miss Jackson packing them holy toledos
Missed the flash cause I didn't have Tivo
Ask me who's finer, player I'mma yell Tyra
Little sick in the head, still got the magazine of El Vira
Life is so grand, when you got your fans
Blasting off their shirts, flashing their Lindsay Lohans
I got a pocket full of Trojans,
We can all get nasty if you flash me baby,
You know the program

Only a few people if any would get this right so i guarantee somebody will probably google it

Angelina Jolie, let me see those
Beautiful babies I'm all about the tedos
Miss Jackson packing them holy toledos
Missed the flash cause I didn't have Tivo
Ask me who's finer, player I'mma yell Tyra
Little sick in the head, still got the magazine of El Vira
Life is so grand, when you got your fans
Blasting off their shirts, flashing their Lindsay Lohans
I got a pocket full of Trojans,
We can all get nasty if you flash me baby,
You know the program

Only a few people if any would get this right so i guarantee somebody will probably google it

I'm not sure, Too Short or Devin the Dude???

Look up too, I said not TOO obscure.

I'm not sure, Too Short or Devin the Dude???

Look up too, I said not TOO obscure.

Its Tech N9ne. Theres a few fans on here so i expected somebody may get it. I should have guessed somebody who thought Tupac was born in Baltimore wouldn't thought. just kidding :)

Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Got a ***** wantin it so bad I'm bout to pass out
Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it
Baby just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it
Catch you at a club, oh **** you got me fiendin
Body talkin **** to me but I can't comprehend the meaning
Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance
Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can
Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man
All I want is money, **** the fame I'm a simple man
Mr. International, playa with the passport
Just like Aladdin *****, get you anything you ask for
It's either him or me -- champagne, Hennessey
A favorite of my homies when we floss, on our enemies
Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need
Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need
Approachin hoochies with a passion, been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way
Your body is bangin baby I love it when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy ***** now tell me how you want it

Its Tech N9ne. Theres a few fans on here so i expected somebody may get it. I should have guessed somebody who thought Tupac was born in Baltimore wouldn't thought. just kidding :)

Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out
Got a ***** wantin it so bad I'm bout to pass out
Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it
Baby just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it
Catch you at a club, oh **** you got me fiendin
Body talkin **** to me but I can't comprehend the meaning
Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance
Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can
Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man
All I want is money, **** the fame I'm a simple man
Mr. International, playa with the passport
Just like Aladdin *****, get you anything you ask for
It's either him or me -- champagne, Hennessey
A favorite of my homies when we floss, on our enemies
Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need
Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need
Approachin hoochies with a passion, been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way
Your body is bangin baby I love it when you flaunt it
Time to give it to daddy ***** now tell me how you want it

C'mon thats easy...2Pac

C'mon thats easy...2Pac

Yup

Your turn

Rule number one don't go against the grain
Rule number two give respect where respect due
Rule number three if you get knocked play games and say names
[gun click sound] the 45 will tear you out the frame
Its like the rich get richer and the poor don't get ****in thing
Don't mean nothin changed but the things my money bring
My style will leave you aggy like them cats in jail
You peoples got pleany money actin like they ain't got bail
I feel for you *****s gettin shot while I'm sayin this rhyme
Or *****s in the mess hall gettin shot on shallow lines
An old timer schooled me don't burn bridges my friend
Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass gotta swim
I watch the fifth melt a ***** melt a ***** of the sidewalk of New York
Me and shorty saw from afar and had a talk
He said I told em if he came around I'd clap him, I gave him my word
Look at his head its still shakin he had alot of nerve

Rule number one don't go against the grain
Rule number two give respect where respect due
Rule number three if you get knocked play games and say names
[gun click sound] the 45 will tear you out the frame
Its like the rich get richer and the poor don't get ****in thing
Don't mean nothin changed but the things my money bring
My style will leave you aggy like them cats in jail
You peoples got pleany money actin like they ain't got bail
I feel for you *****s gettin shot while I'm sayin this rhyme
Or *****s in the mess hall gettin shot on shallow lines
An old timer schooled me don't burn bridges my friend
Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass gotta swim
I watch the fifth melt a ***** melt a ***** of the sidewalk of New York
Me and shorty saw from afar and had a talk
He said I told em if he came around I'd clap him, I gave him my word
Look at his head its still shakin he had alot of nerve

50 cent. I hate that song aswell.



Life... ain't meant to come around twice
Yeah, that's why I gotta get it right
They said I got it honest now I gotta give it Life
But sleep on it, that's why God give you night
I mean, I had a dream that, God gave me Flight
Too fly for my own good so, God gave me plight
If I wake up in the mornin now I gotta give 'em SIight
Make 'em see, break 'em free, ain't a G, sho' you right

"To my dogs hearin' sirens on and firearms
Outcome, die in wars or behind iron bars
ont he boulevard, retire frauds when I evolve
Try and rob, my dialogue, I am God"

"To my dogs hearin' sirens on and firearms
Outcome, die in wars or behind iron bars
ont he boulevard, retire frauds when I evolve
Try and rob, my dialogue, I am God"

rakim allah....




Call me Thorburn, John H., staff sergeant
Marksman, skill in killin', illin', I'm able and willin'
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage a village
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerrillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam ****
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothin' drug abusin', Vietnamese women screwin'
Sex, gambling and boozin', all this **** is amusin'
*****es and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't wanna go home where I'm just an ordinary human being
Special Op, Huey chopper gun ship run ****
**** run when the minigun spit, won't miss
Kill ****, spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Vic the Charlie, hit trigger, hit it, I'm in it to win it
Get it, the lieutenant hinted, the villain, I been it
The killing, I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons, the secret mission, we 'bout to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines
Bullets is sprayin', it's heatin' up a hundred degrees
The enemies the North Vietnamese, ***** please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told, "Be at ease"
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we 'bout to hit some trees
Nail the road, it broke, crash land
American man in Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the Whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearin' black pajamas, they wanna harm us
They all up on us, bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flyin', loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestines
Pray to the one above, it's raining, I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dyin', I feel dizzy, I'm losin' blood
I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights
Black, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must've died, then I woke up, surprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back, but ain't escape Agent Orange
Two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegia, micro cephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it, they had it
My son died, he ain't live, but I still try to think positive
'Cause in life, God take, God give

rakim allah....




Call me Thorburn, John H., staff sergeant
Marksman, skill in killin', illin', I'm able and willin'
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage a village
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerrillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam ****
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothin' drug abusin', Vietnamese women screwin'
Sex, gambling and boozin', all this **** is amusin'
*****es and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't wanna go home where I'm just an ordinary human being
Special Op, Huey chopper gun ship run ****
**** run when the minigun spit, won't miss
Kill ****, spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Vic the Charlie, hit trigger, hit it, I'm in it to win it
Get it, the lieutenant hinted, the villain, I been it
The killing, I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons, the secret mission, we 'bout to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines
Bullets is sprayin', it's heatin' up a hundred degrees
The enemies the North Vietnamese, ***** please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told, "Be at ease"
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we 'bout to hit some trees
Nail the road, it broke, crash land
American man in Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the Whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearin' black pajamas, they wanna harm us
They all up on us, bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flyin', loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestines
Pray to the one above, it's raining, I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dyin', I feel dizzy, I'm losin' blood
I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights
Black, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must've died, then I woke up, surprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back, but ain't escape Agent Orange
Two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegia, micro cephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it, they had it
My son died, he ain't live, but I still try to think positive
'Cause in life, God take, God give

thats an all time verse right there....out****ingstanding.

c'mon phags.... i hate you all. i want to play.

I control the masses, wit metaphors thats massive
Don't ask if the ***** ******* bash **** like Cassius
I'm drastic, when it comes to verbs I be flippin
Cuz herbs jus be ****tin off the words I be kickin
I scold you, double headed swords for the petty
but I told you, ***** *****z that Headz Aint Ready
Now I mold you, back to the ***** that you are
****in wit the ******* get bruised, battered and scarred

No one????

I control the masses, wit metaphors thats massive
Don't ask if the ***** ******* bash **** like Cassius
I'm drastic, when it comes to verbs I be flippin
Cuz herbs jus be ****tin off the words I be kickin
I scold you, double headed swords for the petty
but I told you, ***** *****z that Headz Aint Ready
Now I mold you, back to the ***** that you are
****in wit the ******* get bruised, battered and scarred

The Fab. 5

they say a midget standin on the giant's shoulder can see much
further than the giant,
so I got the whole rap world on my shoulder they tryin to see
further than I am,
and I have been tryin to be patient with they reoccupation
of david and goliath,
but sooner or later, that patience gonna run it's course
and I'm forced to be a tyrant

No one????

im not going until someone gets mine...

c'mon phags.... i hate you all. i want to play.

R.A. The Rugged Man. I havent heard much, and what I have heard, I havent liked. But this song and his verse is in-****ing-sane.

R.A. The Rugged Man. I havent heard much, and what I have heard, I havent liked. But this song and his verse is in-****ing-sane.

it was off of servents in heaven, kings in hell.... i loved the album.

I thought this thread was about Versatile

it was off of servents in heaven, kings in hell.... i loved the album.

Yeah, that **** was way better than Legacy of Blood. Best thing about that was the cover.

Yeah, that **** was way better than Legacy of Blood. Best thing about that was the cover.

vinnie paz has improved in leaps and bounds... his punchlines are WAY better. that cover art was dope though.

vinnie paz has improved in leaps and bounds... his punchlines are WAY better. that cover art was dope though.

Indeed. it was the reason i bought the cd.

Indeed. it was the reason i bought the cd.

i passed on it.... i dl'd and i thought it was over hyped.


servants i bought week of release.

k ill continue

I got the drop on you, don't flinch
Pop ni**az like John Lynch
Leave ni**az in they own stench
I'mma light drinker, heavy smoker
Known for duckin' show promoters
Pass the money, over, my whole crew is ex-cons
Be alarmed, when you hear the *err-urrrrr*
It's on, Silverback ni**az under the stairs
When we link up, we travel in pairs
Ya'll ni**az best to beware of the most thoroughest
Cover all aspects, four corners
You can't creep up on us
I'm takin' one for the team, deal me in
And when the smoke clears, do it again
This ain't a side show, you can die slow
There's no I in team, we all ride... yo!
The ***** brought the ceremony, this is my testament
Homicide Housing, that's what I represent

Safebox..
________________________________


He had paper since we was, we was in highschool
Pop was a doc, mom taught at my school
Locked with the rocks, in his ears he kept jewels
One of the Diddy types D-d-d-dame Dash dudes
Pushed the Maserati Sport
reading the Robb Report
Wanting to be Mike, but he was never live in Sports
Since golf was in, he was on the driving course,
To live the rap life, is what he was striving for
Spending cash at the bar to get credit
Drinking Chandon just because BIG said it
They They say Ye is, but dude was big-headed
Rocked the fur in the summer, so... somebody'll pet it
He had a fetish for shoes that's athletic
Pathetic on his myspace page half nekkid
It's a shame what they do for fame and to be respected
Joe you coulda got it if you never woulda stressed it

Finally after things got right
I wanted out of the game cuz I'm searchin for a new life
But I remember what was said
You come in alive, the only way you leave out is dead
So I'm kinda stuck on both ends
I thought I had friends, but I ain't really got no friends
Cuz if they were my friends they'd let me break
Coming out squeaky clean with my .38
But I gotta stay down
Until it's time for me to punch it out and just lay it down
And yo, that's a shame
Tonight I gotta steal another ride with my little gang
So slowly I walked up to it
With no hesitation, I broke the window and jumped into it
Unhooked his lick and was headed off
I opened up the door, that's what set it off
A brother came out with a glock, jack
And put a slug...in little J-Rock's back
And my so called friends
Want me out of the game, cuz they don't know if I'll walk again
Now tell me what that Deuce like
Messed up myself for good cuz I was wrapped up in the street life

Easy One...

Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture
Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector
Better warn 'em kid, Mr. Meth's a boiling pot
About to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV
For cheesy, too many wanna be hard be easy
It's all N'together, going all out together
It don't take much to please me
Still homes I'm never satisfy like the Stones
We don't condone bitin' see them selling crossbones
Protecting what I'm writing
Don't clash with the Titan who blast with a license
To kill rap reciting
Come on, in the zone with ya ***** from the Group Home
Tical! (F*** your lifestyle!)
Put your lights out
Get the sh*t to crackin' got you feenin' with your pipes out
Time for some action, surfin' the avenue
Mad at you, where I used to battle crews
Back when Antoinette had that attitude
Cover me I'm going in, walls closing in
Got us bustin' off these pistols
My *****s got issues, again, same song
Armed with the mega bomb
Blow you out the frame and then I'm gone

Easy One...

Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture
Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector
Better warn 'em kid, Mr. Meth's a boiling pot
About to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV
For cheesy, too many wanna be hard be easy
It's all N'together, going all out together
It don't take much to please me
Still homes I'm never satisfy like the Stones
We don't condone bitin' see them selling crossbones
Protecting what I'm writing
Don't clash with the Titan who blast with a license
To kill rap reciting
Come on, in the zone with ya ***** from the Group Home
Tical! (F*** your lifestyle!)
Put your lights out
Get the sh*t to crackin' got you feenin' with your pipes out
Time for some action, surfin' the avenue
Mad at you, where I used to battle crews
Back when Antoinette had that attitude
Cover me I'm going in, walls closing in
Got us bustin' off these pistols
My *****s got issues, again, same song
Armed with the mega bomb
Blow you out the frame and then I'm gone

I love "Blackout". Great album.

I love "Blackout". Great album.

Well done.

Post a verse

Well done.

Post a verse

not sure on the accuracy of these lyrics.

I hit the loose juice, and pulls up in the duece
He gives me the scoop about the fake ass troops
And how *****'s out they're wanna play
I take another hit of the way, and then I blast away
How far playa?Far enough to go off the edge
I push another ***** off the ledge
So I stumble as I slide to the chevy
Yeah my eyes kinda teary, and gun kinda heavy
I'm a walking dead man is what they call me when I'm comin
Got the big S on my chest, so I'm kinda gunnin
High powered on my way too the west side
To check upon on some chickens, it's a hell of a drive, so drive on
As I hit my dodo stick to the break of dawn
Crime fightings what I do, and *****'s in my crew
Don't take lightly, to you busta's, and so we say **** you
Then buck you, tuck you in for the night
As you think about the paper at the funeral sight
So when I'm hangin wit the click, and we in demand
I feel good that the city of angel's call me black superman

^^above the law, black superman

Easy One...

Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture
Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector
Better warn 'em kid, Mr. Meth's a boiling pot
About to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV
For cheesy, too many wanna be hard be easy
It's all N'together, going all out together
It don't take much to please me
Still homes I'm never satisfy like the Stones
We don't condone bitin' see them selling crossbones
Protecting what I'm writing
Don't clash with the Titan who blast with a license
To kill rap reciting
Come on, in the zone with ya ***** from the Group Home
Tical! (F*** your lifestyle!)
Put your lights out
Get the sh*t to crackin' got you feenin' with your pipes out
Time for some action, surfin' the avenue
Mad at you, where I used to battle crews
Back when Antoinette had that attitude
Cover me I'm going in, walls closing in
Got us bustin' off these pistols
My *****s got issues, again, same song
Armed with the mega bomb
Blow you out the frame and then I'm gone

haha I knew that by the first comma, that was weird...

AZ the Visualiza is wise as Elijah
Here to advise ya, and bring out the realness that's up inside ya
Intoxication, my voice box rocks the nation
Sweet affiliation, the doe or die situation

^^above the law, black superman



haha I knew that by the first comma, that was weird...

AZ the Visualiza is wise as Elijah
Here to advise ya, and bring out the realness that's up inside ya
Intoxication, my voice box rocks the nation
Sweet affiliation, the doe or die situation

that's AZ....lol.

I'm knowin' all the scams, all the tricks to the trade
Know a ***** tryin' to get clean, and you get in the way
Know a ***** tryin' to get green, and you stick out the bait
Cause a ***** like a dopefiend, can't rehabilitate
Still we stickin' to the G Code, we playin' by the rules
We don't **** around with new *****s, cause new *****s is fools
We don't photograph the homies, that'll catch a ***** up
On a picture you a victim, bottom line ***** ****ed
Only connect the real, stayin' down with the truth
I got love for you Ant, you a real ***** Spook
My ***** Spoonie Gee, I can only name a few
But there's a thousand mother****ers in the pen bulletproof
So this one here for you, I'm a rep it 'til I die
**** a 5-K-1, check his P-S-I
Send his ass to the top if he say he sit at home
He a mother****in snitch, snitchin' *****s need this song

that's AZ....lol.

I'm knowin' all the scams, all the tricks to the trade
Know a ***** tryin' to get clean, and you get in the way
Know a ***** tryin' to get green, and you stick out the bait
Cause a ***** like a dopefiend, can't rehabilitate
Still we stickin' to the G Code, we playin' by the rules
We don't **** around with new *****s, cause new *****s is fools
We don't photograph the homies, that'll catch a ***** up
On a picture you a victim, bottom line ***** ****ed
Only connect the real, stayin' down with the truth
I got love for you Ant, you a real ***** Spook
My ***** Spoonie Gee, I can only name a few
But there's a thousand mother****ers in the pen bulletproof
So this one here for you, I'm a rep it 'til I die
**** a 5-K-1, check his P-S-I
Send his ass to the top if he say he sit at home
He a mother****in snitch, snitchin' *****s need this song

Never heard that :nonono:

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!