A Jay Z verse I always thought was ill but definitely ballsy.
I'm that same nigga from the corner bubblin' raw,
skully tilted, pants saggin' damn near touchin' the floor,
And I come wit do-rags to your so called awards,
T-shirt wit my chain out like f*** y'all all,
Retrospect, ain't been the same till I lost my dad,
he still alive, but still, f*** it, don't cross my path,
A&R's had me feelin like moss in the draft,
so I turned the league out wit Reasonable Doubt,
Get 'cha CD's out, lets do it song for song,
I'm the illest nigga doin' it till y'all prove me wrong,
Do you believe?...................... It's Hova tha God,
Vol. 3
__________________ "The darkside, Sidious, is an illness no true Sith wishes to be cured of, my young apprentice .."
lol, I'd be nice if i possessed clairvoyance but i don't so but how can I know if i'll like it or not if I haven't read it yet.
Check it, a classic "the world is yours" verse. - no tears -
We play this game for keeps and if you sleep, i guess you sleep
You show no f*** and now yo ass is 6 feet deep
Cause where i come from yo everybody's got a gat,
a niggas try yo ass just to see where you got your heart at,
and if yo s*** is flimsy then yo ass is gonna bend,
and like i said before, there be no tears in the end,
im rollin thru yo hood and now my heart is filled wit anger,
you at your sisters house and now your sisters life's in danger,
*by a cold stranger*
wit the hanga, niggas wanna bang ya, and hang ya
stang ya, wit one up in the chamber,
Lets take a trip up Holloway,
so you can see how many niggas in my hood is down to die today,
We standin up for our own shit,
and if you outside the click, then you die b****,
It ain't no love in this mothu****u,
I aint no love for yourself or your other brother,
Im goin of on the deep end,
i find myself face to face wit myself while i'm sleepin',
i see your picture in my head, now my hands shake,
you can run, you can hide, but theres no escape,
my inner feelin's show no mercy on my enemy,
i got to get this muthu****u 'fo he gets to me,
so in your own blood your banged,
and i won't stop until i put this mothu****u in his f***in grave,
and i can say this once again...,
you can cry but you'll still die,
there be no tears in the end,
(cue police dispatcher)
- Scarface
lol some ignorant s***, hu.
I still gotta give it to face though, man. He's ill.
__________________ "The darkside, Sidious, is an illness no true Sith wishes to be cured of, my young apprentice .."
You were supposed to be my dog
Homey when I first met you what was told to me was fraud
What a shocker an imposter, I been crossed I lost ya
My best friend turned out to be an enemy the sin in me hit me
No sympathy no empathy either, Homey I never denied ya
Nothing that you wanted women, I never player hated I hooked
You up booked you up from the beginning the sin in me had
Love for you shed blood for you when you wanted to dig
I dug for you nigga, But you a double crosser nasty hand tosser
I should've known you was evil, when you told me it was cool
For we to be sex fools when we under the steeple the retrieval
I'm trying to get my life back no more stopping women
From putting a knife at your cap remember when we were
Kickin' it bitches was giving everyday we did it in
Everyway, but the respect went away you got a mind of
Your own now you're grown now can I ask you a question
Did you forget we were kinfolk nigga we the same complexion
I'm stressing
You was always in front of me so I listened everyday
You wanted me on a mission I even let you have sex
With my lady like a g. infatuated with you and not me
I sucked it up; I got back with her you ****ed it up
By letting her know I creeping around with every chick in the
Town buster, I should've known not to trust you
Listen I'm losing my life because of you
I lost my life because of you; I'm losing my wife because of you
I even had sex and a baby with that crazy ***** you introduced me to
Now I'm straight depressed, I hate your flesh
The fate was just, belate the Tech laid to rest
Every time you got drawls you made my
Poor little life fall nigga you got balls
You ain't never had a partner like me, real a never
Ever sold you pipe dreams personal yes it might seem
Nigga when you was burning, I went and got the doxcycline
Looked out for your health, and this is all the respect
I get hater your neck I slit but I can't cause I'm
Attached to ya and I don't know why sometimes I wish
You would just die
It would eliminate all this hurt maybe I could
Get up out of all this dirt you caused me so strong
Nothing can stop ya not even cerebral pawlsy I can't believe
It my best homey turned on me you must have forgot
We grew up together I'm thru life is over now it's
Nothing else to do point the finger and blame it on you
[Chorus]
It's all because of you, you, you. I lost my girl, my world
Is upside down because I found you wasn't shit.
It's all because of you, you, you. Broke us into you untrue
Don't know what to do I'm talking to you, who?
My dick!
Worst Enemy- Tech 9
Thats pretty talented that he raps about his penis the entire song and you have no idea untill the final verse
Nobody can take nuttin from big l but a loss chief
The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth
I’m known to gas a hottie and blast the shottie
Got more cash than gotti (you don’t know? ) you betta ask somebody
Big l is a crazy brother, and I’m a lady lover
A smooth kid that’ll run up in your baby mother
I push a slick benz, I’m known to hit skinz
And get endz and commit sins with sick friends
Cause I’m a money getter, also a honey hitter
You think you nice as me? ha ha, youse a funny nigga
Album: Roots of Evil
Track : "Let the Games Begin"
Shot exchanges from out the Ranges and Suburbans,
curtains for anybody burpin',
Leavin' 'em hurt for certain,
Blood on the curb and bandages like turbans
We roll the durbin,
All in this dirt, puffin' the herb and,
we bring the verbs in,
double action loaded with germans,
areas urban, block’s hot where we be swervin',
gun fights strike like a serpent,
leavin' nerves jerkin',
Lay down any person,
strictly for just target rehearsin',
cause skills remain tight as Holy Mary, the virgin,
so carry we the burden,
and we carry the shit you heard of,
hit you with the different methods and versions,
We simply,
let bullets rip until the clip is empty,
Get laid in your tracks as if you was Cindy,
Hit you like Jack Dempsey,
The mac packin' M.C., with gats clappin' like an m.p.
Open your friendly wimpy, frame like an m.d.,
Blow you until your block’s windy,
Be on short of a shots frenzy,
My glock won’t stop till the cops hit me,
blow all they hollow tops in me,
Hazardous shit, guns is accurate,
sendin' niggas to meet the King of Nazareth,
Playin me close, has a risk,
I bash clicks like they was massacres,
blast the tear gas, thinkin' I’m pacifist,
pass the fifth, one last kiss before your ass is missed
These bastards is gettin' clapped by the strap activist,
- Kool G. Rap
__________________ "The darkside, Sidious, is an illness no true Sith wishes to be cured of, my young apprentice .."
"Some might even say this song is sexist-es.
Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses.
Whether your ridin' the train or in Lexus-es.
This is for either/or Rollies or Timex-eses.
Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint.
You holdin' up the wall, then you missin' the point."
From Simon Says by Pharoahe Monch.
I really like that part.
Also this line:
"I alleviated the pain with a long term goal." from the same song.
Clairvoyance means clear vision or the ability to see what hasn't been seen yet. Like some sort of psychic ability or something.
I was messin' around sayin' that cause you said "if i don't like opinions then don't read them." But it's like how am I suppose to know I'd like your opinion or not if I don't get to read it in the 1st place,lol. no big deal man, it past and it's been put behind me..let's move on.
Lets throw some ill s*** up in here. i wanna read 'em. I'v been seein' nothing but ill s*** so far from heads, keep 'em comin'. Lets go.
__________________ "The darkside, Sidious, is an illness no true Sith wishes to be cured of, my young apprentice .."
I know what you meant, and thanks, but I know what clairvoyance is
Here, I shall offer you some ''ill shit'' as a sign of good faith
''We're like Neanderthals trapped in ice to be precise
Microchip in your body like Blood of Christ
I fast forty days and pray for forty nights
Return to the essence of Life for all life
Conceived in the Earth and placed upon walls
Resting in the pyramid, wake when night falls
Bless me with the gat and clips to be injected
To the next life it changed my whole perspective
Slaughtering my children - Gentiles and Romans
I'm holding - swords and gats for evil omens
Mark of the beast imprint were being sewed in
To the last day they say - world exploding
1999 unrefined, internet web control your whole mind
My third eye shine insight to lead the blind
Hundred and forty-four thousand more crimes
A fugitive who's wanted by feds of all kinds
For waking up thugs and showing them true signs...
Been on this planet for 25 years but still bleeding
Internally - trapped in Hell but still breathing
Caught up in the Empire State - Garden of Eden
Millennia surround my life for wrong reasons
I didn't ask to be here, god, see I was placed
Amongst Canaanites with six carved in face
Holding all the gods up north behind gates
Amorites ruling the world and all states
True lies coming from tongues of true snakes''
Pito Wilson - El rey de racistas
Pito Wilson - Sera presidente
Pito Wilson - Te quiere ver muerto
Pito Wilson - El cristo de ódio
Hermanos mexicanos - no séan huevónes
Holocausto de la raza - Ya empezó
El Pito del norte - esta creciendo
Será presidente el cristo gabacho
Primero los mojados - despues los mayates
Puro güero o puro muerto
Pito Wilson - Odia la raza
Pito Wilson - Sera presidente
Pito Wilson - Te quiere ver muerto
Pito Wilson - El cristo de ódio
Hated Race (Pete Wilson)
------------------------
wetback brothers- of the United States
He who's gonna fvck you hardest - isn't Satan
They are the most hated race in the white world
Chosen by American hands
Pete Wilson is full of hate
He's looking to fvck up our race
Pete Wilson - The king of racists
Pete Wilson - Will become president
Pete Wilson - I want to see you dead
Pete Wilson - the antichrist
Mexican brothers - don't be ass-holes
Holocaust of the race - Has now begun
Peter of the North - is getting powerful
The prick will become president
First the blacks afterwards the mexicans
Purely white or purely dead
Pete Wilson - Hates the race
Pete Wilson - Will become president
Pete Wilson - I want to see you dead
Pete Wilson - the antichrist .
some sick shit here, spanish and english translation by Skinlab.
[Verse 3]
Now shit gets no realer, reality dictates fate
Global Policy 2000 by then, the planet depopulates
By about 1 billion men women and children
By whatever means necessary
Wars, diseases, starvation, plagues etc.
Set ya watch and watch Lord Matreya ascend
Been in effect since before George Washington Monument
An obelisk the 3300 pound capstone semi conceals the Masonic seal I'm
knowin'
But it's like trying to stop the sun from shining
Soul on Ice damned if I do and ****ed if I don't
Dog eat dog like Jeff Dauhmer
And most brothers ain't soilders cause you gots no code, you gots no honor
Wanna build an empire blood sucking me too get richer
So B, what's getting 6 figures when ya ****in' with ***** niggas
I ask you don't make me gay bash you
So the longer I live the less love I have to give
And the tragedy is it's a vicious cycle everybody's caught up the vortex
So we try to cash more checks and have more sex
The problem gets worse but a solution ain't clear
And we been sayin' the same shit for 650 years
What the ****?
__________________
Life is short and the art long, the occasion instant, experiment perilous, decision difficult.
The next day about a quarter to eight,
I heard a squeak on the staircase,
Got the gat from under the pillow case,
Somebody broke in, now me and boo fully awoken,
Good thing I slept inside my clothes and, shorty was frozen,
I’m waiting for a head to poke in, and start smoking,
The home invasion, right through the door they started blazin'.
Bullets was grazin', s*** was crazy kid, i had to think to fast,
let the gun blast, duck then dash,
Heard a crash, they broke through the door, they on her ass,
Jumped off the balcony like a falcon, G
my honey right in back of me, feel on top of the snow in agony,
s*** was thick, couldn’t get to the six, I loaded the fifth,
and saw the snowmobile yo f*** it, we start jumped it,
got on top of the s*** and peeled,
Mad soldiers out in the field, bustin' they steel,
the raw deal, kill or be killed, shit is real,
Then I got hit me right on my heels, trying to make a thugs blood spill,
in zero degrees, niggas on skis, me and these G's,
we slippin' through pine trees, then skidded behind these,
two big rocks and left off shots, about four dropped,
The other six started to pop, felt somethin' hot,
I think I got hit, my jacket is ripped,
Loaded my last clip then broke out quick and checked the chick,
She on my back tighter than shit, like vise grips,
I started clapping, niggas rolled up in blue and black and,
i spotted this rover by a log cabin, we got our ass in,
Mash the gas, made the ****ing wheels spin,
The safety again, and still doing a hundred and ten,
Shorty shivering, lips quivering, ski suits up in the back seat,
pulled over the jeep, to give her them,
And took a rest stop at the river bend,
we livin in, we made it the f*** out, mad slug deliverin',
Pretty soon we at my rest piece, up in the bedroom,
Got shorty boo tending my bullet wound,
Put on some tunes, she blew my s*** like a balloon,
Up in the moonlit room i zoomed my d*** in her womb,
Hittin' full behind her, grinding her with my anaconda,
She rode the d*** like a Honda,
I took her to the point of no return like Bridgette Fonda,
She back spasmed, giving the crazy orgasm, from steady rhythm,
My d*** glistened, her lips hit’em, I shot jizm,
Then laid back in the sack and lit the izum,
I thought about the realism,
Niggas comin' and bringin' steel wit 'em,
I got just the thing to deal wit 'em,
Nickel plate mac, the laser attached, with two clips packed,
Push a nigga whole head back, so I snatched that,
For quick spray out and play the layout,
Still on alert, me and the skirt, day in and day out,
nothing beats excellent word play with excellent story telling
__________________ "The darkside, Sidious, is an illness no true Sith wishes to be cured of, my young apprentice .."
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