EPTOn September 15 2005 21:20 Louispgagne wrote:
people who don't like rap are very likely to be homosexuals
people who don't like rap are very likely to be homosexuals
Nazi
50 Cent: The Poet - Page 2
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Izenra
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HeavenS
Colombia2259 Posts
6. Nightmares [Music: Schaffer / Lyrics: Schaffer] The feeling that you get when we creep inside You won't see us there, you won't feel our stare But when we're next to you we do all we can do To get the cold sweat out, watch you squirm about And as you try to move we grab and strangle you With all of your deceit and our reality Night Nightmares In the night Hell is coming down, your fate has turned around Too scared to make a sound Now you're frozen there in your human shell It's a nightmare I am the god of fear Night Nightmares In the night Another song: 8. Pure Evil [Music: Schaffer, Shawver / Lyrics: Schaffer] Cannons pound into the night Angels soar into the sky The battle rages on Deliverance unholy one The seeds of hate fly tonight Good and evil light the sky Another vision from inside I know it's wrong I can't deny For seven years I have reigned In this damned and desolate hell Now I've lived the masters vengeance It saved me from myself We paint the sky with blood tonight Setting free the damned to fight The whore of Babylon is here The end of the storm is near [Chorus  Pure evil Feel the pain from the jackals wrath Pure evil Dance in flames for the final quest Hear the ghost of violence Fear the God of detriment The land on earth is soaked with blood Hear the screams of the helpless ones Axes yield and daggers fly Ripping through all flesh in sight We paint the sky with blood tonight Setting free the damned to fight The whore of Babylon is here The end of the storm is near ......cmon now... another? ok : 12. Burnt Offerings [Music : Schaffer, Shawver / Lyrics : Schaffer] In one last breath You'll feel this damned old soul You'll see the things I see For all these years Of pain and sacrifice You'll know the pain I know Of all these things I offer unto you Infernal wisdom waits Now unleashed Like the flames of hate My sacrifice is made Every note And every word you hear Comes from deep within An angry soul That twists and turns inside Pondering this life Crimson eyes Staring through your lies Awakes the inner rage Take my knife Make my sacrifice You're my burnt offering Spill your blood Offer me good omen Make the sacrifice, the hours close at hand Burn your soul Offer me good omen Take your very life, this I command Dark shadows fall on this sacred ground Where true evil lies, summon them to rise Take the traitors, thieves and liars Feed them to the fire But first, spread their blood around The message will be found Walk carefully my friends stab my back again A warning from the sky These are not idle threats my friends We're slaughtering the lambs True vengeance is on the rise The traitors shall be damned Cast their bodies to the flames Spill your blood Offer me good omen Make the sacrifice, the hours close at hand Burn your soul Offer me good omen Take your very life, this I command ...now seriously MAN!! I WANNA LISTEN TO THIS TYPE OF MUSIC IN MY CAR !! cmon this shit would depress the shit out of me. Don't get pissed cuz theres people out there that like to listen to more uplifting music than this! I'm not saying its not poetic, its VERY deep ...lol...but something i'd listen to daily if i was living down in a basement maybe. And im not saying songs are like this one, byt if i were...thats exactly what you just did from that song. There's probably nicer songs out there, i don't doubt that, but i would still rather listen to a good beat than heavy metal guitars drowning out words. My 2 cents. Gonna sleep now. | ||
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MPXMX
Canada4309 Posts
Bring your friends It’s fun to lose And to pretend She’s overboard Myself assured I know I know A dirty word Hello (x 16) With the lights out it’s less dangerous Here we are now Entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now Entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yea I’m worse at what I do best And for this gift I feel blessed Our little group has always been And always will until the end Hello (x 16) With the lights out it’s less dangerous Here we are now Entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now Entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yea And I forget Just what it takes And yet I guess it makes me smile I found it hard Its hard to find Oh well, whatever, nevermind Hello (x 16) With the lights out it's less dangerous Here we are now Entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now Entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My Libido Yeah, a denial A denial A denial... ROFL What is this song all about? Can’t figure any lyrics out How do the words to it go? I wish you’d tell me, I don’t know Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, oh no Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know... Now I’m mumblin’ and I’m screamin’ And I don’t know what I’m singin’ Crank the volume, ears are bleedin’ I still don’t know what I’m singin’ We’re so loud and incoherent Boy, this oughta bug your parents Yeah It’s unintel-ligible I just can’t get it through my skull It’s hard to bargle nawdle zouss(? ) With all these marbles in my mouth Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, oh no Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know... Well, we don’t sound like madonna Here we are now, we’re nirvana Sing distinctly? we don’t wanna Buy our album, we’re nirvana A garage band from seattle Well, it sure beats raising cattle Yeah And I forgot the next verse Oh well, I guess it pays to rehearse The lyric sheet’s so hard to find What are the words? oh, nevermind Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, oh no Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know... Well, I’m yellin’ and we’re playin’ But I don’t know what I’m sayin’ What’s the message I’m conveyin’? Can you tell me what I’m sayin’? So have you got some idea? Didn’t think so -- well, I’ll see ya Sayonara, sayonara Ayonawa, odinawa Odinaya, yodinaya Yaddayadda, yaaahyaaah Ayaaaaaah | ||
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{CC}StealthBlue
United States41117 Posts
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IcedEarth
United States3661 Posts
On September 15 2005 21:28 eG)HeavenS wrote: Iced earth lyrics: 6. Nightmares [Music: Schaffer / Lyrics: Schaffer] The feeling that you get when we creep inside You won't see us there, you won't feel our stare But when we're next to you we do all we can do To get the cold sweat out, watch you squirm about And as you try to move we grab and strangle you With all of your deceit and our reality Night Nightmares In the night Hell is coming down, your fate has turned around Too scared to make a sound Now you're frozen there in your human shell It's a nightmare I am the god of fear Night Nightmares In the night Another song: 8. Pure Evil [Music: Schaffer, Shawver / Lyrics: Schaffer] Cannons pound into the night Angels soar into the sky The battle rages on Deliverance unholy one The seeds of hate fly tonight Good and evil light the sky Another vision from inside I know it's wrong I can't deny For seven years I have reigned In this damned and desolate hell Now I've lived the masters vengeance It saved me from myself We paint the sky with blood tonight Setting free the damned to fight The whore of Babylon is here The end of the storm is near [Chorus Pure evil Feel the pain from the jackals wrath Pure evil Dance in flames for the final quest Hear the ghost of violence Fear the God of detriment The land on earth is soaked with blood Hear the screams of the helpless ones Axes yield and daggers fly Ripping through all flesh in sight We paint the sky with blood tonight Setting free the damned to fight The whore of Babylon is here The end of the storm is near ......cmon now... another? ok : 12. Burnt Offerings [Music : Schaffer, Shawver / Lyrics : Schaffer] In one last breath You'll feel this damned old soul You'll see the things I see For all these years Of pain and sacrifice You'll know the pain I know Of all these things I offer unto you Infernal wisdom waits Now unleashed Like the flames of hate My sacrifice is made Every note And every word you hear Comes from deep within An angry soul That twists and turns inside Pondering this life Crimson eyes Staring through your lies Awakes the inner rage Take my knife Make my sacrifice You're my burnt offering Spill your blood Offer me good omen Make the sacrifice, the hours close at hand Burn your soul Offer me good omen Take your very life, this I command Dark shadows fall on this sacred ground Where true evil lies, summon them to rise Take the traitors, thieves and liars Feed them to the fire But first, spread their blood around The message will be found Walk carefully my friends stab my back again A warning from the sky These are not idle threats my friends We're slaughtering the lambs True vengeance is on the rise The traitors shall be damned Cast their bodies to the flames Spill your blood Offer me good omen Make the sacrifice, the hours close at hand Burn your soul Offer me good omen Take your very life, this I command ...now seriously MAN!! I WANNA LISTEN TO THIS TYPE OF MUSIC IN MY CAR !! cmon this shit would depress the shit out of me. Don't get pissed cuz theres people out there that like to listen to more uplifting music than this! I'm not saying its not poetic, its VERY deep ...lol...but something i'd listen to daily if i was living down in a basement maybe. And im not saying songs are like this one, byt if i were...thats exactly what you just did from that song. There's probably nicer songs out there, i don't doubt that, but i would still rather listen to a good beat than heavy metal guitars drowning out words. My 2 cents. Gonna sleep now. Except Iced Earth incorporates MUSIC, something rap rarely-if-ever does. Good music as well. And no one ever called Iced Earth lyrics "poetry". Burnt Offerings was written from the perspective of a human possessed by Lucifer in "Dante's Inferno". Oh yeah, and Nightmares is one of the worst songs Iced Earth has EVER done. | ||
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gLyo
United States2410 Posts
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HowitZer
United States1610 Posts
On September 15 2005 21:34 MPXMX wrote: Load up on guns Bring your friends It’s fun to lose And to pretend She’s overboard Myself assured I know I know A dirty word Hello (x 16) With the lights out it’s less dangerous Here we are now Entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now Entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yea I’m worse at what I do best And for this gift I feel blessed Our little group has always been And always will until the end Hello (x 16) With the lights out it’s less dangerous Here we are now Entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now Entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yea And I forget Just what it takes And yet I guess it makes me smile I found it hard Its hard to find Oh well, whatever, nevermind Hello (x 16) With the lights out it’s less dangerous Here we are now Entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now Entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yea ROFL What is this song all about? Can’t figure any lyrics out How do the words to it go? I wish you’d tell me, I don’t know Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, oh no Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know... Now I’m mumblin’ and I’m screamin’ And I don’t know what I’m singin’ Crank the volume, ears are bleedin’ I still don’t know what I’m singin’ We’re so loud and incoherent Boy, this oughta bug your parents Yeah It’s unintel-ligible I just can’t get it through my skull It’s hard to bargle nawdle zouss(? ) With all these marbles in my mouth Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, oh no Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know... Well, we don’t sound like madonna Here we are now, we’re nirvana Sing distinctly? we don’t wanna Buy our album, we’re nirvana A garage band from seattle Well, it sure beats raising cattle Yeah And I forgot the next verse Oh well, I guess it pays to rehearse The lyric sheet’s so hard to find What are the words? oh, nevermind Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know, oh no Don’t know, don’t know, don’t know... Well, I’m yellin’ and we’re playin’ But I don’t know what I’m sayin’ What’s the message I’m conveyin’? Can you tell me what I’m sayin’? So have you got some idea? Didn’t think so -- well, I’ll see ya Sayonara, sayonara Ayonawa, odinawa Odinaya, yodinaya Yaddayadda, yaaahyaaah Ayaaaaaah The chorus to Smells Like Teen Spirit is describing the feeling of when you first arrive at a party. And you got the last part wrong. He ends with "a denial" like 4 times. | ||
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fubar
United States59 Posts
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DarkGhost]Coon[
United States1471 Posts
On September 15 2005 22:03 fubar wrote: All I have to say: he got shot 9 times, biatch. And you believe it. | ||
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MPXMX
Canada4309 Posts
I'm not a big fan of nirvana, and I think it's a pretty dumb song  | ||
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RivetHead
United States842 Posts
[Verse One] I didn't tell anyone about what I seen or heard that day, mums the word still I'm scared to plant ideas into your head while your rebellious side is fertile Hurdles are getting knocked down I'm running a losing race Your legs aren't the only ones marked up - how many dreams have you chased? If I could have said this to your face maybe you wouldn't have to write like I do, Except I use paper instead of my body now; it's something you might want to try too From haikus to horror stories, it's something in our blood that we share, Something in our blood that appears on the surface of our skin when we bring it there My facial expression said I didn't care Hate and aggression must've made an impression on the little kid who stared, Sitting on stairs when I would bother to bring my skates My feeble attempt at being a strong, big brother doing father figure 8's Ripping my cape on the ground that it dragged on Tripping on fate and hearing the sounds of a sad song Listen, it's great sharing time now that dad's gone, But what's with the choice of words? Or the body parts that you decided to tag them on? I'm a vagabond, who moved to modern day Babylon and then back again With minimal contact and you know I can't ask your mom what's happening You've got such beautiful gifts What are you doing ruining the packaging? How ironic come to think I probably put this ink on my back for him I want you to laugh and sing more, But you dropped anchor in a place where dreams go to die and you're keeping your ass indoors I'm asking for you to stick it out and see things through You're asking for me to zip my mouth and keep it just between me and you [Chorus] If I could have been there from the beginning if I could be there right now if I could promise to be there when you need me, would it raise an eyebrow? How would your body be different if I still dropped by for visits? Is it my place to put a smile on your face? Could I erase your body language telling you its all been said before? Or change the words you wrote, exchanging your scars for my metaphors? I'd add them to my collection while smiling Next time you want to paint with razor blades and need a canvas use my skin [Verse Two] Hiding your sins well, but I see the hell that your limbs speak Tongue in cheek Lying awake in bed while other kids sleep The strength of evil begins to keep your grins weak No matter the length of the needle marking up one's body is so much more than skin deep Feel the pin prick The grim reep what they sew and you're trained to say that you're fine Your threshhold for pain is greater than mine So I'm waiting in the lines that you give me patiently, While you get cut in the lines that THEY make YOU wait inin ways that they can't see If there's a vacancy as far as room in your life goes, say it to me But don't do it with a knife under your clothes Because the anguish of hidden skin is letting my ghosts be shown Plus the language its written in hits especially close to home I'm most alone when I'm out of touch with the people who feel this type of pain You might just aim for a day that its raining to strike a vein to take my name in Changing your uniform and altering your mind set Has your pointer finger decided if it was a fault of his or mine yet?I bet I know the dialect It's nowhere I haven't been before With skin that's sore Battle scars that rise from our inner war Are decorative medals of honor that our father decided to pass through inheritance And it is repetitive when the kids head in the direction of evidence proving the pain and hurt is relative All this pain and hurt is relative... (repeat chorus) Fade to black | ||
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bulls-on-parade
United States35 Posts
here are some words to white people who try to be black....... snot nose faggot in your black bandana man you realy think you are realy tuff to def talking to yor girl ,nokia in your right sterring your mamas benz with your left you aint realy seen no gansta sh!t cause if u did you would piss on your self bumping to much tupac, thinking you are a rider in reality your just playing your self chorus la la la la la YOUR NOT A TOUGH GUY ypur just thugen in the suburbs and you better watch your self cause when your thugen in the suburbs you might run in to real gangstas you aint realy seen no gansta sh!t cause if you did you would leave it alone we got orange county thuggin buckhead thuggin cape cod thuggin ...pleese east hampton thuggin maibu thuggin scottdale thuggin YOUR NOT A TOUGH GUY PULL YOU PANTS UP!!!!!!!!!! that was a song by a band called el-pus name of the song is suburb thuggin | ||
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(AnGeLs)
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Intro: Havoc (50 Cent) It's the Infamous Mobb, M-O-B-B (Ha Ha) We can't be touched nigga can't you see (G-Unit!!!) 50 Cent: You do you man cause me I'm 'gon do my thang (You know I do my thang) I'm a get my drink on and party like it's ok Verse 1: 50 Cent Trust me man it's ok bounce with me in slow mo When they hear the kid in the house it's like oh no 50 got 'em locin again, they open again Got 'em sippin on that juice and gin You could find me in the background burnin that backwood Stylin and stuntin doin my two step frontin Now I'm a tell you What Em told me homey Just lose the parental discretion's advised this is grown folk music Now blend in with me, as I proceed to break it down It's always off the chain man when I'm around I play the block bumpin, it was all for the dough I get the club jumpin, cause I'm sick with flow You know it's sold out, like wherever I go I jam packed the show man that's fo' sho' I got the info you already know Man I get it poppin in the club everybody show me love let's go Chorus: 50 Cent You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now shorty let's get into it You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now homey let's get into it Verse 2: Havoc You wanna search me than search me but hurry up cause I'm thirsty I need that, grind in my system P, on my side twistin In club today for the chick to go both, ways let me see that ID just for proof With the drink till the burn is gone, hit the dancefloor like a scene from soft porn Before it pop, make me sign a disclaimer Try to get me on some pop shit these chicks will frame ya But, in any event, keep fuckin with 50 it make cents Cents, into them dollars, the hoes wanna holla But you lookin at a nigga that done came from the squalla Now my buddy so gone I can pop ya collar Now follow same nothin let me see you swallow In my crib got the co-ed back the new problem In the club feed them liquor of the wise I'm starvin So much green gettin twisted like Botanical Garden, let's go Chorus: 50 Cent You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now shorty let's get into it You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now homey let's get into it Verse 3: Prodigy You already know how it go I bang I shine I play I stay I'm goin for mine I'm young I'm black I'm rich and yes I'm ghetto than the motherfuckin project steps I'm cool I'm calm you lookin real stressed I'm strapped I'm armed kid hold your head I'm known for Gat poppin, when I got problems I don't run, I just gun you all up But we ain't come here to start no drama We just lookin for our future baby mamas With money with face with style and body I cook I clean I swear that mami Just as long as you don't go off and tell nobody I go down low, I'm lyin I'm tryin my best to let you know Sugar pop get at P The Doc beat make it easy to get 'em in the bed sheets Chorus: 50 Cent You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now shorty let's get into it You, know, I, got, what it takes to make the club go outta control Quit playin turn the music up a little bit, bounce with me now homey let's get into it Best song on the massacre album imo | ||
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(AnGeLs)
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Kane] Where's 2Pac and Biggie Smalls?? *crowd goes nuts* [Scoob] Yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!) [Scoob] Keep it goin! [Kane] Mister Cee.. Yo Scoob, you set it off and let's get down for the crown [Scoob] Let the place.. rock.. that ill shit [Big] One two.. one two.. one two.. [Scoob] Brooklyn.. JFK, all my niggaz, Richie, Matt Ready to get wreck, ahhhhhhhh-iight? UHHH! AWWWWWWWWWWWW SHIT! [Kane] Go Scoob! [Scoob] Check it, check it, check it, check it This here for the motherfuckin record Here we here we here we go, here we here we go Can I can I can I kick a motherfuckin flow chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang bang Motherfuckin niggaz can't hang Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's gonna rain But I don't give a fuck I'm lettin niggaz know they can't hang Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once again, niggaz know my style, GOD DAMMIT unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam it Hard like Shaquille, OH you better KNEEL When you see me comin, BIG SCOOB GOT EM RUNNIN Sex when I flex I catch wreck on the world tour with dough in my pockets big like the biscuits, in CB4 Set up a contest, I'm comin, I'm takin the dough They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro So dont try me, you better walk by me I'll do you like the first part in Menace II Society Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm INSANE I'll shoot a hole in your toe I'll make you jump like the House of Pain Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang Niggaz can't hang, niggaz can't hang Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang.. [Kane] Biggie Smalls, why don't you come do it? [Notorious B.I.G.] One two, one two, gonna do it like this WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT WHERE BROOKLYN AT, WHERE BROOKLYN AT We gonna do it like this Anytime you're ready, check it I got seven Mack 11's, about eight 38's Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits never ends You can't touch my riches Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches Biggie Smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yacht The two weed spots, the two hot glocks That's how I got the weed spot I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread Little Gotti got the shotty to your body So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas I tote guns, I make number runs I give mc's the runs drippin when I throw my clip in the AK, I slay from far away Everybody hit the D-E-C-K My slow flow's remarkable, peace to Matteo Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffed the yeyo That's crazy blunts, mad L's My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells Oh my God, I'm droppin shit like a pigeon I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening [Tupac] Motherfuckin Biggie Smalls! [Kane] What you gonna do with it Tupac? [Tupac] Yeah where the motherfuckin thugs at? Throw your motherfuckin middle finger We gonna do this shit like this I thank the Lord for my many blessings, never stressin Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a Smith & Wesson And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go again Ain't nuttin separatin us from a mack-10 Born in the ghetto as a hustler, told ya A straight soldier, buckin at the bustaz No matter how you try, niggaz never die We just retaliate with hate, then we multiply You see me strikin down the block, hittin corners Mobbin like a motherfucker, livin like I - wanna And ain't no stoppin at the red lights, I'm sideways Thug Life motherfucker crime, pays! Let the cops put they lights on, chase me nigga Zig zaggin through the freeway, race me nigga In a high speed chase with the law The realest motherfucker that you ever saw [Kane] Yeah! Come in now man Now I wanna see what my man Shyheim gonna do with it [Shyheim] Yo, this goes out to everybody from Staten Island {*ah Mister Cee, and you don't stop*} Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to God I even got caught tryin to steal from the junkyard A born terror, a rebel without a pause I never had a good Christmas, so who is Santa Claus? I walk the streets at night with my head down In this lil town you see clowns that wanna be down So they get a glock and lick shots to get props And when shit rocks all you can hear when the shells drop An old man got shot in the parkin lot In front of my buildin I hang with his grandchildren And for the nigga that pulled the trigga then tried to slide and hide, but he got knocked by the homicide And this happens everyday around my way So I pray that I can live another day [Kane] This how we gonna do it, hold up Cee, aiyyo, let's try this [Shy] Staten Island in the motherfuckin house Whassup Wu-Tang Clan in here or what? [Kane] Hold up Cee.. Now what's the bullshit niggaz been saying Dont try to act like Martin now with that "I was just playin!" No need to grieve now on, now that the beef is on Uhh!! Oh yeah motherfucker, your teeth is gone Just cause you rap don't meant that you're catchin wreck with me Step to this I'll give your mic a vasectomy I only know one nigga that can come next to me No, that's a tattle, cause I can't count my own shadow A battle, I gots to have it, 'lest you're gonna rob me like they did, Whittaker when he fought Chavez Cause when it comes to goin against Kane rappin That's like a pimp trying to pull a nun, ain't nuttin happenin Non resistable, non compatible I'm not saying I'm the best, I'm just saying I'm fuckin incredible And let's just get one more thing understood If I fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon' sound good | ||
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Chobohobo
United States945 Posts
MC Hawking Trash talk oh, yeah! damn, this is smooth. yo, a lot of people been askin' what the hawkman's all about, this one's for you. Verse 1 "e" stands for energy, yo that's me, i'm a brilliant scientist and a dope mc. before you step to me i'd think twice g, i'm the lord of chaos, king of entropy. you down with it? i motherfuckin' hope so, 'cause if you're not, i got a motherfuckin' rope yo! i'll string you up, from a big-ass tree, with a sign round your neck that says, "wack mc". there ain't another motherfucker hard like me, i'm a universal constant, i'm a singularity. got doomsday at my back with fat-ass tracks, he pumps funk in the cracks and cuts wax with an axe. so listen up bitch, 'cause there may be a test, my style is smooth, but it's hard to digest. my science is tight, rhymes faster than light, like a ton of tnt i'm about to ignite. Chorus e=mc, e=mc hawking! Verse 2 i explode like a bomb, no one is spared, my power is my mass times the speed of light squared. hoes on my tip, 15 bullets in my clip, my hand rests heavy on my pistol grip. doomsday cuts it up like a shaolin monk, pumping the funk in your junk-trunk punk. there's no escaping here, i'm gonna beat you out of shape, like a fucking black hole even light can't escape. got the mind to bust a rhyme to make your brain bleed, other rappers talk shit, but they gotta concede, that i'm a 3 sandwich eatin', super-model meetin', step to me punk and you're gonna get a beatin'. so listen up bitch, 'cause there may be a test, my style is smooth, but it's hard to digest. my science is tight, rhymes faster than light, like a ton of tnt i'm about to ignite. Chorus Trash talk break down! ah yeah, that's right, e=mc hawking motherfuckers! god damn, that was some stanky-ass funk. somebody open a motherfuckin' window. yo doomsday, take us out. | ||
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Kyrgyz Republic1462 Posts
I wanted you near but I bred your hate You left me for dead, deep down in the mud With scars of my head, in my heart and my blood On my head, in my heart and my blood On my head, in my heart and my blood A caress of stars A silhouette in the twilight sky The daybreak sets on silver seas My name echoes through crimson hills On the horizon, where seas meet clouds A scenery shimmers beyond reality I glance a world as a recent lit star I am swallowed by universe A vacant eye caught the last moonlight A wish to die to be shining bright As a star to light your way To where we are not led astray Where we are not led astray Where we are not led astray A caress of stars A silhouette in the twilight sky The daybreak sets on silver seas My name echoes through crimson hills On the horizon, where seas meet clouds A scenery shimmers beyond reality I glance a world as a recent lit star I am swallowed by universe Deep in death Wrapped in the morning deauty Comes close my love My dearest sister and friend | ||
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Kyrgyz Republic1462 Posts
You dream of love and so do I But in your sleep you cannot see This pain which is always haunting me What I need I'll never feel This world is for me unreal So I drink to darkness with a candle lit And through the whole night alone I sit The sleeping beauty She stops the bleeding She stops the bleeding in my soul She is fresh air in this stinking world The more I drink, the more I see That suicide could be the key To the place called paradise Where pain not dwells, not hate nor lies But if I look beyond all this I reckon something I would surely miss Because in my dreams I rule my life And the sleeping beauty is my wife The sleeping beauty She stops the bleeding She stops the bleeding in my soul She is fresh air in this stinking world | ||
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Oxygen
Canada3581 Posts
On September 15 2005 21:36 {CC}StealthBlue wrote: Rap is the rape of Poetry. Actually, rap IS poetry. Of course, 50 cent is a retard, but there does exist good underground rap. | ||
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baal
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If you consider poetry as art then its not. | ||
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