just something about it that stuck with me thru the years, shit is too real
I rap divine Gods check the prognosis
is it real or showbiz
My window faces shootouts, drug overdoses
Live amongst no roses,
only the drama, for real
a nickel plate is my fate, my medicine is the ganja-nas(memory lane)
they say a real man wont hit a girl well i aint real cause i beat bitches up. i keep the gear fresh i keep the braids rugged i never wear rubbers bitch if i get aids, fuck it
Originally Posted by SATAN
my multi topical written flows continuously vary
yet still are relative like west virginians before they marry
chino xl
Verse One: Chino XL Ras Kass
You prayed for me and I came! How far you niggaz wanna push me?
I'm leaving the crowds happy like OJ Simpson when he got his first
white pussy
But I'm still annoyed blowin through your selenoid
Bringing more Blues to Brothers than Jon Belushi and Dan Akroyd
Governmently engineered like E Bola for this rap garage sale
by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail
You can hate me, but await me like I'm Magic Johnson's
death in a box with Jordan's pops that ass'll never take another
breath
'cause, I write the songs like Barry Manilow
I like my Sugar Brown like Hugh Grant fucked D'Angelo
Now I got niggaz claimin they saw God unfortunately
He wasn't in the person of Master Farad Muhammad
Some often ask how can this nigga molest the English alphabet
in one hundred words or less it ain't the chronic
It's all in the mind like Johnny Mmemonic
Before my word is born, surgeons administer antibiotics
to drain the phonics, amniotic fluids
Delivery, to get Nia deep in your Peeples like Howard Hewett
Half-Hitler, half-Jewish, I'm gassed off myself
Icono-clismic, twisted without the use of fiber optics
Noxious I blows out the sockets I got your Adam's Apples in my pockets
Bullshit like Timmy McVey, like kiddie porn I'm getting popular
Popular, no ocular, MC's perp particular
but not quite yet perpendicular
Compound fractures fibulas when niggaz step, contest the upper torso
I got Chino's back like a dorsal, fin
Comprehend, we bend men from within
Chorus: Chino, Ras
Your strength in numbers couldn't hit
The yellow nigga from the Gravity click
You don't give a fuck as long as bud gets lit
You're fuckin with the HemiSidal lunatics
Like licorice, niggaz begin to twist
Lay back and watch your idols get ripped
Yo signify if your crew roll thick
(Yeah) East Coast (West Coast) beeeotch!!!
Verse Two: Ras Kass, Chino XL
I circumnavigate the globe with a one-liner like, latitude
Put my rhymes in mixed fortune cookies to leave Confucious confused
The day a nigga serve Ras is when faggots start straight bashing
Without Jermaine Dupri I'm SoSoDef that I need closed captions
Won't see me stressed from no East/West conflict
the interest Chino X/Ras Kass like Layne Tito removed you from your
bench
My retina expands, my brain is trapped like a rat on a running wheel
Praise the yellow God or I'ma leave you scarred like that nigga Seal
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/riiiot-lyrics-chino-xl.html ]
Vernacular understandable, you in a hearse, megahertz, the truth hurts
Slang botanical, you're moving on time-lapse camera
Indestractable, dig me like an excavation multiracial valuable
Take you out like Saafir took out Casual
So check the milk that Jersey made
I turn artistic children bilingual
On parallel bars I create new dismounts like Chechincko
So keep it short and sweet like Sherman Hemsley bonafide queer
While I shoot shit up you're shooting gerbils up your asshole like
Richard Gere
Verse Three: Ras Kass, Chino XL
Bitch ass niggaz what see?
I gives a fuck who's certified platinum or gold
Cause I got rhymes for every unit you sold
Your plaques corrode when I collage colloquials
At first the buzz was local but now the nose grows like Pinnochio
No lie, no T-H-C, T-H-E, T-H-O-U-G-H-T
Makes me high in intelligence quotient
I drop facts like attache
Exfoliate rap and come cleaner than Jeru's enema
What's the secret within my esophagus
is discovered like Tutenkahmen's sarcophogous
I got niggaz lookin for Webster's like George Papadopolous
Yo Ras pardon me my unfamiliar soliloquies, similies
similar to Reginald Denny's, facial injuries
You couldn't locate my transient thoughts with lo-jack
Molest your mind like Oprah Winfrey's behind when she was a small
child
Punchlines with more elasticity than Biggie's stretch marks
Chino X sparks, mad urban
I ain't scared to put the things that going around me
on tape like Mark Fuhrman
Sexing picture perfect hoes like Pocahontas often
And I'd rather hear Willie Nelson than fucking Montell Jordan!
i didnt kno wut part to quote!!!
Last edited by spiggity_ace; 09-03-2010 at 04:28 AM.
anything canibus
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 - AZ
I woke up early on my born day, I'm twenty years of blessing
The essence of adolescent leaves my body now I'm fresh in
My physical frame is celebrated cause I made it
One quarter through life some God-ly like thing created
Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some
Load up the mic and bust one, cuss while I puffs from
my skull cause it's pain in my brain vein money maintain
Don't go against the grain simple and plain
When I was young at this I used to do my thing hard
Robbin foreigners take they wallets they jewels and rip they green cards
Dipped to the projects flashin my quick cash
and got my first piece of ass smokin blunts with hash
Now it's all about cash in abundance, niggaz I used to run with
is rich or doin years in the hundreds
I switched my motto -- instead of sayin fuck tomorrow
That buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto
Once I stood on the block, loose cracks produce stacks
I cooked up and cut small pieces to get my loot back
Time is Illmatic keep static like wool fabric
Pack a four-matic that crack your whole cabbage - Nas
I'm the verbal-spit Smith Wesson
I unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-second
Bomb with a lit wick expression
You here a tick tick then you testin
- Royce Da 5'9
Last edited by Inspektah Meth-Tical; 09-04-2010 at 12:29 AM.
Inspektor Deck
C.R.E.A.M.
It's been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... could not...
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin -- going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be accepted
That what? That life is hectic
"When we die hard, to build the monument to honor us with
humungous effect in the world we could have conquered it" - Deck
"Invite the fight, we all die tonight" - Deck
"The earth daughter rest her head on my chest
Through the struggle we cuddle under half-moon crest" - Deck
"I rip it hardcore, like porno-flick bitches
I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits
Check it, my method on the microphone's bangin
Wu-Tang slang'll leave your headpiece hangin" - Deck
"Some niggaz in the jet black Gallant
Shot up the Chinese resteraunt, for this kid named Lamont
I thought he was dead but instead he missed a kid
and hit a twelve year old girl in the head and then fled" - Deck
"There's no escape from straight from the brain come the great one
My blade swung, decapitate your snake head
Slit your snake tongue make one false maneuver you a mystery
Unsolved, the mob that we robbed's automatically involved" - Deck
"Amateurs get hung with they own gold chains" - Deck
"Supplier with the goods like cartels in Spain
While your autopsy shows hemorrhage to your brain
Standin close range will leave ya eardrums in flame
Darts lightin up the charts with sharpshooter aim
This Uncontrolled Substance can't be contained
with the blood of battle, I remain stained" - Deck
"Blessed with the art rhymes that's sharp like a circular saw
Hit the floor like Thor, who wants the war
Then slide by my, lyrical driveby" - Deck
"Hitman like Thomas Herns, bustin while the weed burns
Shorty sixteen yearns for my crew to take turns
I'm a loose cannon, medically examined
Found deadly as a plague, soon to spread like famine" - Deck
"Never met a force deadly as my own anger" - Deck
"Yo, examinin her hour-glass frame
Exotic name, passion, splashin the fly fashions
On the 2 train, words soothin her brain
There's the cue, cross the platform, she 'bout to exchange
She wooed slowly in plannin a kiss
And in the same motion, bounced off with the switch
Couldn't let here go, before the train pulled off
She gave me a look that described my thoughts
And I was hypnotized by her ebony eyes
She wised to my scheme, made her temperature rise
Hours later, still zonin off the moment
Happened so fast, it's over with
And now you're gone, like the same short time
But stay so heavy on my mind, I'm..." - Deck
"Yo, the plan is to grap what I can within my reach
Expand like the crystal white sands that fill the beach" - Deck
Deck should be dedicated a own thread.
I'm like Malcolm out the window with the joint
Hoodied up blood in my eye, I let two fly
Like fuck it [2 gunshots], look how these niggas duck shit
^^
"an i dare a nigga to challenge us
I'll turn the love, peace, an happiness into your blood on a napkin in an ambulance
fuckin with the nigga called canibus
just the sound of my voice will give you a positive urine analysis
I'm a lyrical demon
stronger then crack fiends who smoke two P's with a C inbetween 'em"
"my cousin with mad guns, is where i get the nines from
Area 51 is where I be gettin rhymes from
I'm not a human being, I'm a human being ILL
with a IQ thats off the scale
if words could kill, a verse of mine would murder a mill
and mc's would be gnashin they teeth burnin in hell"
"you could battle me an possibly survive
but you could never see me and walk away without a black eye
word up ock, killuminati call the cops
an if the cops aint trynna see me the cops call swat
scar ya whole squad with bullet scars
no holds barred, i'll even hassle the national guard"
"the maximum lyrical nigga you minimal
theres a big hole in the desert i told the men in blue to dig for you"
"the only thing faster then the speed of light is the speed of dark"
"yo bust it, the blood in my brains super conducted
a supreme intelligent being you dont wanna scuff with
cassette tapes laced with a chemical substance
thatll cause it to explode if you try to dub it"
"So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
You don't know shit so when you see one flee
You can be Run-D, you'll never beat the MC
I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T"
"Ayo, biters are like tarantulas, vandealous
Living as scandalous as a television evangelist
But I can handle this, I'm the rhyme biter crime fighter
Caped crusader, taking care of undeserving lime lighters"
"But you can bring yours let's see what you got
But don't front and never try to be what you're not
Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack"
"That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing
Except for a dream, and a fuckin' rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives
Till they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die
Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe
We're nothin' to you but we're the fuckin' shit in they eyes
That's why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and
hold it
Cause we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our
songs"
The bare facts make you take flight like Air Max, hypodermic raps, share it and ya both have tracks
'Without HIV I'm positive you don't wanna test...I leave rappers confused like homeless cats on house arrest.'- Chino XL
'Clear the runways, cause I'ma make you rappers my examples
Avoiding battling me like I'm Eazy-E's blood samples ' - Chino XL
'You get KILT like them plad skirts scottish men be wearin' - Chino XL
'How the broke crooks in videos leave me stressed
I'll turn on channel 2 if I wanna CBS, bitch (See BS)' - Chino XL
'Think of me as a caveman, I invented Fire' - Chino XL
'I'm rarely seen, loch ness and bigfoot take pictures of me' - Chino XL
'A samauri how i shoegun (show gun)' - Chino XL
'Chino dissed me, rappers whine/To disrespect you I would have had to had respected you at some time/ I never did and don't care so come up for air put your money where your mouth is make my crotch a millionaire' - Chino XL
'These Homos been in the closet so long i'ma donate them to the Salvation Army' - Chino XL
'I died a thousand deaths to posses skills such as this'
'With delivery like where arabs live in-tents(Intense)' - Chino XL
"Put a quarter in your ass cause you played yourself!" - Big Daddy Kane'
"you get pissed on like pregnancy tests" - Cassidy
^^that cassidy line is whack
Motherfucker, ask God about 'Pac
Ask about B.I.G., motherfucker ask about Pun
Gangsta rappers can't fight, so they rap about guns one
Sean Price
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