You don't really want the drama nigga
You'll take more shots in your face then Madonna nigga
You get eight I'm like dime a nigga
You don't battle you make songs for the chicks like Mashonda nigga
The best is me I got stripes like a referee
And coke comin on boats like a refugee
You should switch flow nigga your shits gold
When I drop I'ma shit more than your shit sold NIGGA
- Cassidy
He rips it here
http: // www . youtube . com/ watch?v=GKfJLzu1DRc
I'ma let you talk all stupid, till you get harked all stupid
Sparked out stupid, outlined in chalk all stupid
Dog I bite I don't bark all stupid, it is wat it is
I'm in the coupe room droped all stupid
Fitted hat cocked all stupid, gettin' top off stupid
My clientele cop all stupid
We excels on the block all stupid, it is what it is
It's a fact that I rap all stupid
Get your wig pushed back all stupid
We strapped all stupid, I'll get you clapped all stupid
Don't let the pills and the yack make you act all stupid
Yeah I do my thinh all stupid, let my chain bling all stupid
Ny ring all stupid and my earring all stupid
I got them things and I swing all stupid
- Cassidy
Eminem ft. R5'9
"Bad meets Evil"
So this is what happens when bad meets evil,
we both hit the trees 'til we look like Vietnamese people,
he's evil, and i'm bad like Steve Segal,
against the law cause i don't agree wit police either,
"sh*t, me neither",
we ain't eager to be legal,
so please leave me wit the keys to your Jeep Eagle,
I breathe ether in three lethal amounts,
while i stab my self wit a diseased needle
Crooked I
"..rap's potent as hell, strap-totin' as well,
**** with us and receive a black rose in the mail..
that's the first sign that a cat's going to hell,
gat's blowing caps'll hit ya afro with a shell..
why you punks wanna front hard,
you'll get done in ya front yard..
I'm a walking gun charge...deep as leviathan..
I'll be complex like vitamins with niacin..
Crooked I inspires men..
..to put a gun under ya chin just like a violin
and keep the pistol firing from long beach to ireland
..keep spitting at a quick rate, I don't lift weights..
gonna lift a nigga 6'8, and leave him fish bait..
..and I, drink enough liquor to piss lakes..
I'm wanted in six states for murdering mixtapes.."
"I didnt want to resort to this,
but my cerebrum cortex is a fortress where metaphors exist,
hit you with the force of morpheus,
after i transform my fist,
to a hammer too heavy for thor to lift"
Holocaust (Silkworm) Lyrics
RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo
[Warcloud]
"You've fallen down an endless tunnel of doom reality
Graphically, my Killa Bee family stings the galaxy
Insanity, titanium stomach devourin' Guinness
My flesh is solid stone despite my outer appearance
Still diseased, kill viruses, planets and racial creatures
Made MC's sprout tumors so bad, lost facial features
Waste ya peoples, left out in the rain, fountains of pain
Eighty shots to the mouth and the brain, shoutin' my name
Holocaust, black man whose veins littered with thorns
Back-smack you so hard all your seeds'll be born deformed
Swarm dorms, sting birds, fling verbs like mean curves
Strike three, mics flee, I infect 'em with green germs, ringworm
Cuz I'm filthy and guilty, dastardly mastery
My felony melody has to be a bastard's masterpiece
Stop graftin' me, chump-ass niggaz, eyein' me, tempt me
I'll break it down simply, I'm horrifyingly empty
Spittin' darts on the tip of a glacier, used for my hideout
Rock crush a German Suplex, watch spines slide out the side route
Forearm bash with twenty jabs on the Ave
Or your lab get stabbed and bloodied bad
While I'm sippin' herbal teas, verbal bees plant fertile seeds
Bitches leave with broke backs, swollen palms and purple knees
Circle thieves like vultures in deserts, rest on a cactus
Got Oscar nominee MC's stuck too my hatchet
Drastic, indescribable pain, I injure bars
While Bobby's throwin' Razor CD's like Ninja Stars"
R.A. The Rugged Man
Jedi Mind Tricks-Uncommon Valor: A Vietnam Story
True story...
"Call me Thorburn, John H. Staff Sergeant, Marksman/
Skilling, killing, illing/
I'm able and willing/
Kill a village elephant, rape and pillage your village/
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerillas/
This ain't a real war, Vietnam shit/
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict/
Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing/
Sex, scampling and booz, and all the shit is amusing/
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream/
I don't want to go home, where I'm just a ordinary human being/
Special OP, Huey chopper gun shit, run shit/
Gook run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss, kill shit/
Spit four-thousand bullets a minute/
Bit the Charlie, hit trigger, hit it/
I'm in it to win it, get it/
The lieutenant hinted the villain, I've ended up killing/
The killing, I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it/
A wizard with weapons, a secret mission we about to begin it/
Government funded, behind enemy lines bullets is spraying/
It's heating up, a hundred degrees/
The enemy's the North Vietnamese, ***** please/
Ain't no sweat, I'm told "be at ease"/
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we about to hit some trees/
(???), crash land, American man/
Cambodia, right in the enemy hand/
Take a swig of the whiskey to calm us/
Them yellow men wearing black pajamas/
They want to 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 flying, loss of limbs, explosions/
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestines/
Pray to the one above, It's raining and I'm covered in mud/
I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing 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/
Blacks, Whites, Asians, people of all types/
I must have died, then I woke up, suprised 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, quadriplegic, 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/"
Intersections in real time
The unbroken circle in dimensions of the mind
The tie that binds
The eternal tide that defines
The vanity of my insanity in due time
Will shine, like the night seas under the moon
The haunted corners of familiar rooms
Yet I'm consumed
We're vanishing into thin air
The realization that this shit is my cross to bare
So where, did I think I could run away to see
The people that decide to leave without asking me
But we, decide to wait for happier tomorrows
And find someone so they can be distractions from our sorrows
But my distractions the books of paper that I scrawl in
I'm eloquent as summer breeze and leaves that have just fallen
I've crawled in a corner hoping all of this will end
With the knowledge that love is just another word for revenge
I who have nothing but the comfort of my sins
I who have nothing but the comfort of my friends.
- Ikon the Verbal Hologram
Why oh why doesn't he write like this anymore...
Originally posted by FistOfThe North
Eminem ft. R5'9"Bad meets Evil"
So this is what happens when bad meets evil,
we both hit the trees 'til we look like Vietnamese people,
he's evil, and i'm bad like Steve Segal,
against the law cause i don't agree wit police either,
"sh*t, me neither",
we ain't eager to be legal,
so please leave me wit the keys to your Jeep Eagle,
I breathe ether in three lethal amounts,
while i stab my self wit a diseased needle
That's just lazy. His name is Steven Seagal. Not Steve and not see-gul.
I never liked this song because of that.