I hope they wheelchair (will cheer) someone with disability (this ability)


Boogey-5AM in Lagos


Another mad double entendre

You can treat me as you would treat you but I don't mind giving you the worst thing you ever heard cos that's all I've got ,nothing to please your ears,I'd rather burst your brains with my mutherfucking raining of curses and blessings upon curses,
So tell me that you loved me........... .

Hell: 4uck you,yo mamma,and your people.

Yo muthafuckers love you while I pray for them cos I ain't got a dime for them....

Hell:4uck you,yo mamma,and your people.

raptex:
Put 2 and 2 together,I'm the one,High 5

Ab soul- Black lip Bastard

Damn!!! This hit me hard mahn! Damn!

HellVictorinho:
Yo muthafuckers love you while I pray for them cos I ain't got a dime for them....

Hell:4uck you,yo mamma,and your people.

My God!!,stop embarassin ursef Victor d vulcanizer

raptex:
I hope they wheelchair (will cheer) someone with disability (this ability)


Boogey-5AM in Lagos


Another mad double entendre

I bet Hellvictorinho and Deckline knws notin abt entendre

I just came here to say I want to petition Seun about Airmark s performance in dis place

And tell hellvictorinho to take two L's to his name

Song- Eminem- Offended

My competition can't see me cos I don't own a mirror


You hope to God I don't explode
I gotta blow this spot up though, I got a lotta mo' »
I won't put the sugar coating on it though »

Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy's expired
Rap's got you drained, dead tired, zapped
You feel like a wet pile of crap »


But look, man, like the feds buggin' my phone
Uh-huh, I get why you're tapped »


But you gotta get your fire back!
"Catch fire, get upset and fire back" »

Is what I tell myself when times get bad

'Cause sometimes I might get sad
But I take the same advice I had
And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie when life's a drag
Told her to do like her dad: don't cry, get MAD! »(Seeing how well this has worked for the legend, I think I'll take this advice. I don't really know how to get mad tho).

This is one hell of a song. It goes hard as hell. This song is even better than Rap God(I heard he broke a record he set in that song in this one).Another thing I like about it is that it's perfect for when you're angry( I rarely get angry tho). You're bound to get angry just by listening to this song.It just has that vibe.The delivery is angry and flawless.

If the organizers of the Grammy's knew anything about Hip hop, a song like this one should have won Best rap performance award. Imagine Drake's Gods Plan winning best rap song of the year. Those people are pissing me off right now. Let me stop here cos If I continue, I'll end up writing an epistle about this song.

I know you've heard about me, walk mellow, talk mellow plus I'm quiet AF/My exterior composed but inside, I'm a nut ( I think this perfectly describes me)

Jay Rock-The ways

See the difference clear, 7up/Niggaz puffin' think they're big(B.I.G) and I hit 'em up

MI Abaga ft Phenom - 6 foot 7 foot freestyle

Your man no dey last, let him go and see him pastor/In bed, he's a trickster, he always pull a fast one
Lol.

Blaqbonez-Rambo

Able to destroy even if the gift is from the maker/ Kane is back to end mankind, hire some undertakers (If you were a WWE fan back in the day, you should understand this line).

Boogey-U.N.I.T.Y freestyle

Take shiit like WC, Come back wanted like WC(Wande Coal)/Saying fvck everybody that thought you lost the game and then you lifting the WC(World championship)/Or a UCL in three if you real and that's the way to get the W, See(Boogey)

Blaqbonez ft Boogey- Bless up

I can't fake humble just cos your ass is insecure

Kendrick Lamar - PRIDE.

All I see is rain, all I feel is pain/How can I maintain with that shii on my brain?

DMX-Ruff ryders anthem

Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy White
pickets outside the Interscope offices every night
What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin a living
off of the world's misery - what in the world gives me the right
to say what I like, and walk around flippin the bird
Livin the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin at night of screamin at mom, schemin to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and people to see
that somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me...

Bitch Please - Eminem Feat. Dr. Dre & Xzibit & Snoop Dogg

Kaki Kadafi
In '96 my Glock's my plastic, passion for blastin' bastards
No faces for open caskets, peelin' your cap backwards
You cowards ain't prepared for pistol practice
I send my missiles through your mattress
Leavin' holes in your body like a cactus
While me and my crew be boppin' more greens than topic
And loot to keep the seams in my motherfuckin' jeans poppin'
Leavin' your spleen to pick up
Half of you niggas is softer than a Snicker
Let's go to war and see who draw quicker
And still I rise, and still I rise…

Outlawz - Still i rise

...Was once a young gangsta hangin' with youth offenders
But since I tasted paper it started losin the friendships
Watchin' kids freeze in winters, they still poor
How could I teach them with Benz's and feel no remorse
Drivin' past them in the lively fashion, diamond colors clashin'
Red stones, blue stones, red bones and black ones
Bleep did I expect with bucket seats in a Lex
And spendin' time in Chuckie Cheese with Little Des
Got guns when I'm with my daughter
Hate to bring a violent aura in her presence
She knows what daddy taught her, it's lessons
Black princess it's a ugly world
I put my life up for yours, see I love that girl
Could you believe even my shadow's jealous...

Nas ft Blitz - Every Ghetto

This song! Man Man Man!!!



Big L-Lifestyle ov da poor and dangerous



[Intro]
(Everybody everywhere is scratching for what they can get
Did you think anybody in this town is any different?
They don't give a damn who gets killed
Just as long as "the dice keep rollin
The hoes keep hoeing and the money keeps flowin"

[Verse]
My name is L, and I'm from a part of town where clowns
Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds
On 139 and Lenox Ave. there's a big park
And if you're soft, don't go through it when it gets dark
Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax
They're sneakier than alley cats
That's why I carry gats
Yo, I'm a muthafuckin' fugitive
Buckwild and foul is the lifestyle that I choose to live
Because to me it's all about a buck
I used to have a partner in crime by the name of Chuck
We stormed the city, shooting shit up like Frank Nitti
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50
One day we stuck a dice game on the ave. and split the cash
Then I murdered his ass and took his half
Because I'm all about ends and skins
When you got those, you don't need no muthafuckin friends
If I catch you on a late night, black, you're getting stuck, jack
My moms told me to get a job, fuvk that
Ayo, picture me getting a job
Taking orders from Bob, selling corn on the cob
Yo, how the hell I'mma make ends meet
Making about 120 dollars a week
Man, I rather do another hit
I want clean clothes, mean hoes and all that other shiit
Yo, I admit, I'm a sucker
A low down, dirty, sneaky, double-crossin connivin' muthafucka
Breaking in cribs with a crowbar
I wasn't poor, I was po' - I couldn't afford the 'o-r'
I used to wait until it gets dark
And tell a nigga to strip, I wanna see some birthmarks
Like a ninja, dressed in black with a ski mask
I take all the funds, then I run down the street fast
I vicked this nigga named Eugene, took his brand new ring
Cause sticking up's an everyday routine
Once I was cruising in a beat-up ride
Saw this nigga named Clyde
And snuck up on him from the blind side
I told him, "give up the dough, before you get smoked
Oh you're broke? *gunshots*
Now you're dead broke"
The Big L was cold crazy
A top-notch crook snatching pocketbooks from old ladies
I don't care, I'll do anything to get a buck
Even rob a Miller truck, cause I don't give a fuvk
Some say I'm ruthless, some say I'm grim
Once a burglar broke into my house and I robbed him
Plenty and many brains I bust
Cause I was livin' the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous
[Outro]
Word
All of us from Harlem
139
That's living the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous
KnawhatImsayin?
This goes out
To my brothers
Big Lee and Don Ice
Reggie Reg, T.C., Todd, Lou, Black Tone
Whitey, Ty Speeder, Ru Dog, Herb McGruff
E-Jet, G Love, Doc Ring, Slice and Rich Dice
I can't forget the 1-4-0, Lennox Ave, crew
And I gotta say rest in peace to Mate the Skate, Dog
And my man Kerry, peace

Now what kinda life is that for a child
Now what kinda life is that for a child
Now what kinda life is that for a child
Now what kinda life is that for a fucking child
Word to mother, fuvk all that stupid shiit
Controversial, not commercial,nigga

Rappers ain't hard no more, them dudes flaccid/They too basic,you need some new acid-MI Abaga

DJ Neptune ft Jesse Jagz and MI Abaga-Blood and Fire

I hustle in my dreams, no play when I sleep/Monday to Sunday, I need more days of the week

Jesse Jagz-Nigerian gangster

Was a nice middle-class nigga
But no one knew the evil he'd do when he got a little bigger
You'd often find him blazed, for puffing on a Newport
Plotting on a another way to catch a case
Was only 16, yet convicted as a felon
With a bunch of old niggas, but you the only one ain't tellin'
I tell you it's a cold world, stay in school
You tell me it's a man's world, play the rules
And fade fools, break rules until we major
Blaze up, getting with hoes through my pager
Was raised up, commence to money-makin' tactics
It's getting drastic, niggas got automatics
My finger's on the trigger
Tell the Lord to make way for another straight thug nigga
I'm sitting, getting buzzed, looking for some love
From the homies, ‘cause shorty wanna be a thug

Pac- shorty wanna be a thug

raptex:
Song- Eminem- Offended

My competition can't see me cos I don't own a mirror


You hope to God I don't explode
I gotta blow this spot up though, I got a lotta mo' »
I won't put the sugar coating on it though »

Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy's expired
Rap's got you drained, dead tired, zapped
You feel like a wet pile of crap »


But look, man, like the feds buggin' my phone
Uh-huh, I get why you're tapped »


But you gotta get your fire back!
"Catch fire, get upset and fire back" »

Is what I tell myself when times get bad

'Cause sometimes I might get sad
But I take the same advice I had
And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie when life's a drag
Told her to do like her dad: don't cry, get MAD! »(Seeing how well this has worked for the legend, I think I'll take this advice. I don't really know how to get mad tho).

This is one hell of a song. It goes hard as hell. This song is even better than Rap God(I heard he broke a record he set in that song in this one).Another thing I like about it is that it's perfect for when you're angry( I rarely get angry tho). You're bound to get angry just by listening to this song.It just has that vibe.The delivery is angry and flawless.

If the organizers of the Grammy's knew anything about Hip hop, a song like this one should have won Best rap performance award. Imagine Drake's Gods Plan winning best rap song of the year. Those people are pissing me off right now. Let me stop here cos If I continue, I'll end up writing an epistle about this song.

When I heard Drake's God's plan won best rap song of the year when Eminem's Lucky you was there, I was just smh guy.

Johntitus:




When I heard Drake's God's plan won best rap song of the year when Eminem's Lucky you was there, I was just smh guy.

They know nothing about hip hop. In 2014, they awarded Macklemore the rap album of the year over Kendrick Lamar's classic Good kid maad city.

raptex:
They know nothing about hip hop. In 2014, they awarded Macklemore the rap album of the year over Kendrick Lamar's classic Good kid maad city.

I think the Grammys has been politicised. Everything goes to the highest bidder. No one cares about the lyrical content of a song anymore. It's all about shouting 'aii aii aii' or 'Gucci gang Gucci gang Gucci gang' and shooting neat but thought provoking videos... Lol

Joey Bada$$- Land of the free



[Intro]
Yeah, you know sometimes I think
They don't truly understand me, you know
Cause they don't, yeah, uh

[Bridge]
Can't change the world unless we change ourselves
Die from the sicknesses if we don't seek the health
All eyes be my witness when I speak what's felt
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt
Three K's, two A's in AmeriKKKa
I'm just a black spade spawned out the nebula
And everything I do or say today that's worthwhile
Will for sure inspire actions in your first child
I'll begin my verse now

[Verse 1]


Sometimes I speak and I feel like it ain't my words
Like I'm just a vessel channeling inside this universe
I feel my ancestors unrested inside of me
It's like they want me to shoot my chance in changing society
But how do I go about it? Tell me where I start?
My destiny rerouted when I chose to follow heart
You told to follow suit, but tell me what it do for you?
Except weigh you down, now you trapped inside the cubicle
They built for us
The first step into change is to take notice
Realize the real games that they tried to show us
300 plus years of them cold shoulders
Yet 300 million of us still got no focus
Sorry America, but I will not be your soldier
Obama just wasn't enough, I need some more closure
And Donald Trump is not equipped to take this country over
Let’s face facts 'cause we know what’s the real motives

[Chorus]


In the land of the free, it's full of free loaders
Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners
Still got the last names of our slave owners
In the land of the free, it's full of free loaders
Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners, yeah

[Bridge]


We can't change the world unless we change ourselves
Die from the sicknesses if we don't seek the health
All eyes be my witness when I speak what's felt
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt
Three K's, two A's in AmeriKKKa
I'm just a black spade spawned out the nebula
And everything I do or say today is worthwhile
Will for sure inspire action, hold up, yeah, uh

[Verse 2]


Trickery in the system, put my niggas in prison
All our history hidden, ain't no liberty given
We all fit the description of what the documents written
We been lacking the vision and barely making a living
We too worried to fit in while they been benefitin'
Every time you submittin', we all guilty admit it
The Lord won't get you acquitted, but you still ask for forgiveness
Put opiates in syringes then inject his religion
How many times do I gotta tell you I'm a man on a mission
Many times I gotta tell you I don't need no permission
A human with super vision, ain't no livin' condition
I'm reaching out to my children, just hoping that they will listen
Start a new coalition against corrupt politicians
It's not enough pots to piss in, too many murder convictions
Another family evicted, another black man a victim
That's as real as it's getting, you should take recognition

[Chorus]


In the land of the free, it's full of free loaders
Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners
Still got the last name of our slave owners
In the land of the free, it's full of free loaders
Leave us dead in the street to be their organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners, yeah

[Bridge]


We can't change the world unless we change ourselves
Die from the sicknesses if we don't seek the health
All eyes be my witness when I speak what's felt
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt
Three K's, two A's in AmeriKKKa
I'm just a black spade spawned out the nebula
And everything I do or say today is worthwhile
Will for sure inspire action in your first child, yeah

Jay Rock ft Kendrick Lamar and Giddy- Diary of a broke nigga


[Verse 1]
Look inside the eyes of a broke nigga
See the stress on his face
Look at his heart, ain't no love in the place
What's on his mind? - murder, money and mayhem
If he don't see a dollar somebody visiting Satan
He grabbed his gat from under the mattress, he cocked it back
Then grabbed his gloves and a mask, then threw on his hat
Looked in the mirror and said, "times is hard"
So hard that he got gray hair on his balls - pause
In the ghetto, you destined to fall
That's why it's a must that we ball
That's why he on the corner lurkin', waitin' for a mothafucka to slip
Soon as he see the chance, he takin' a risk
What should you do, when this nigga snatch you out of your whip
Empty out your pockets then snatch what's on your neck and your wrist---NOTHING!
Cuz when the gat in ya mouth, so speechless
Any false move and ya brains on the CE-ment
It gets gutter, when niggas starvin'
Niggas will run inside ya house, kill you on target--heartless
This is way beyond a cold thriller
This the diary of a broke nigga

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar & Giddy]
PUMP PUMP
Everybody lay down on the ground
Give me whatever you got right now
PUMP PUMP
Everybody lay down on the floor
Give me whatever you got plus more
When times is hard and I'm prayin' for change
My funds is low when I need some change
WOP WOP
Make sure you hide your goods when I come mista
You dealin' with the diary of a broke nigga
[Verse 2]
It's been a whole month he still ain't see no paper
Nigga losin' weight every time that he wake up
Plus, he tired of askin' niggas for favors
Cuz when they got mad they throw it back in his face
That's foul, flagrant this nigga been slavin'
In the spot all week still ain't see no paper, that's fuvked up
They say don't bite the hand that feeds you but if that hand don't feed you where would that leave you?
Now that the stress come
Can't turn back the hands of time
Got him thinkin' back on what he should've done
First thing on his mind now get a gun
Shiit you gotta eat, and you got a son
And a daughter, now that's two mouths to feed
And that money seems far like miles to reach
But it's right there
But his brain clouded
Life on the wrong road can't reroute it
Caught the nigga, and showed him what that heater do
If you don't feed your wolves your wolves eat you
This is way beyond a cold thriller
This the diary of a broke nigga

[Hook]
PUMP PUMP
Everybody lay down on the ground
Give me whatever you got right now
PUMP PUMP
Everybody lay down on the floor
Give me whatever you got plus more
When times is hard and I'm prayin' for change
My funds is low when I need some change
WOP WOP
Make sure you hide your goods when I come mista
Ya dealin' with the diary of a broke nigga

Rakim- The Mystery (Who Is God?)



[Hook]


If you can see if you can solve the mystery
The answer revolves around your history
So carefully, I drop this degree
Scientifically, and realistically (Who is God?)

[Verse 1]


In eternal blackness, in the midst of the darkest night
Proteins and minerals, exist within specks of light
Solids liquids and gases, and sparks of light within
Infinite lengths and widths and depths and heights
No beginning or ending, the seven dimensions
Enough space for more than a million words and inventions
To travel through time within enough room to be the womb
Of the most high's great mind which he will soon make shine
With intelligent elements in sight that he will gather
In the realms of relativity electricity struck matter
Energies explode he reload to keep releasing
Atoms by the millions, til the numbers increasing
'Til it was burning he kept returning itself to the source
The hotter his thoughts it gave the center more force
He gave birth to the sun which would follow his laws
All caused by his mental intercourse, who is God?

[Hook]


If you can see if you can solve the mystery
The answer revolves around your history
So carefully, I drop this degree
Scientifically, and realistically (Who is God?)

[Verse 2]


He began to explain his craft, the master in the attic
He dealt with measurements his language, was mathematics
His theoretical wisdom of the numerical system
The complete number nine which means born or existed
He gave birth to all planets, inorganic, and organic
So you wouldn't take it for granted
They rotated they own distance around the sun
And fully submit to the existance of one
And each one was promised everlasting perfection
If each one keeps spinnin in the same direction
To the East, and each speak the motion of peace
And harmony, and each show devotion to teach
The universe is to come, the whole world must go according
Know your galaxies and mirages stars start fallin
So stay in your orbit maintain safe and sound
Like the planets each cipher remains perfectly round

[Hook]


If you can see if you can solve the mystery
The answer revolves around your history
So carefully, I drop this degree
Scientifically, and realistically (Who is God?)

[Verse 3]


From unconciousness, to conciousness
By knowledging his wisdom his response is this
A understanding, which is the best part
He picked the third planet where new forms of life would start
He pursued show and prove every move in order
Back to the source he let off his resources in the water
Climb his climax, where the climate is at, high degrees
See he start to breathe deep in the darkest seas
And the plan is, to lay in the clays to form land
And expand, usin the same clays to born man
In his own image our origin begins in the East
Culture rise to breed, with the powers of peace
Deal in equality nature's policy is to be God
Build or destroy positively born life like Allah
And each one was given everlasting perfection
If each one keep living in the same direction
And life was life, and love was love
We went according by the laws of the world above
They showed us physically, we could reach infinity
But mentally, through the century we lost our identity
Life start and ending, we got trife and started sinning
Lost touch with the beginning now ciphers stop spinnin
And what was once easy became confused and hard
Which brings us back, to the mystic question, who is God?
Sixty-six trillion years since his face was shown
When the seventh angel appears, the mystery will be known
Check Revelations and Genesis, St. Luke and John
It even tells us we are Gods in the Holy Qu'ran
Wisdom Strength and Beauty, one of the meanings of God
G.O.D. you and me Gomar Oz Dubar
Knowledge Wisdom Understanding Sun Moon and Star
Man Woman and Child, and so is Allah

[Hook]
If you can see if you can solve the mystery
The answer revolves around your history
So carefully, I drop this degree
Scientifically, and realistically (Who is God?)

[Outro]


Bear witness to Allah, gave birth to all
For Allah was all, and therefore, life itself
And the universe gave birth to man
The universe was man, and man was the universe
And the universe was always existed
And existance was life
And life is Allah
And Allah had no beginning because he is, what always was
Rakim Allah, peace
Now who is God?

Eric B. and Rakim- Paid in full

[Intro: Eric B. and Rakim]
Yo Rakim, what's up?
Yo, I'm doing the knowledge, E, man I'm trying to get paid in full
Well, check this out, since Norby Walters is our agency, right?
True
Cara Lewis is our agent
Word up
Zakia and 4th and Broadway is our record company
Indeed
Okay, so who we rollin' with then?
We rolling with Rush of Rushtown Management
Check this out. Since we talkin' over this def beat right here that I put together. I wanna hear some of them def rhymes. You know what I'm sayin'? And together we can get paid in full

[Verse 1: Rakim]
Thinkin' of a master plan
'Cause ain’t nothin' but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pocket, all my money spent
So I dig deeper, but still coming up with lint
So I start my mission, leave my residence
Thinkin', "How could I get some dead presidents?"
I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain’t nothing funny
Stop smilin', be still, don’t nothing move, but the money
But now I learned to earn 'cause I’m righteous
I feel great, so maybe I might just
Search for a 9 to 5, If I strive
Then maybe I’ll stay alive
So I walk up the street, whistlin' this
Feeling out of place, 'cause man do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Eric B and a nice big plate of
Fish, which is my favorite dish
But without no money, it’s still a wish
'Cause I don’t like to dream about gettin' paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made
So now's a test to see if I got pull
Hit the studio, 'cause I’m paid in full

[Outro: Eric B. and Rakim]
Rakim, check this out
Yo, you go to your girl's house and I'll go to mine
'Cause my girl is definitely mad 'cause it took us too long to do this album
Yo, I hear what you're sayin', so let's just pump the music up and count our money
Yo, well check this out; yo, Eli
Turn the bass down and just let the beat keep on rockin'... and we outta here
Yo, what happened to peace?
Peace, peace, peace

This song was released in 1987(almost two decades before I was born) and it's still better than most of today's music!

My Tee is wrinkled but the irony is that I'm so depressed

-Ab_soul

Tried to stay above water, that's why we shun the navy
Kendrick Hiipower

souloho19:
My Tee is wrinkled but the irony is that I'm so depressed

-Ab_soul

What song?