Permalink Reply by Alex on October 19, 2008 at 3:52pm
"Smart went crazy, truth went trendy
The story got lazy so I rewrote the ending
Manipulated the entry, more user friendly
Now a city full of pain pills and tattoos defend me
I waver from the dead to the half dead
Grey space between the fan base and the crackhead
Sunset, sailboat set course for hell
A cross and a hammer, but you'll have to get some nails
Take credit, for anything embedded in the edit
As long as you meant it when you said it
And all of the kids laugh, when you admit that
It might been witchcraft that made my noose fit bad
Well I'ma act like I don't give a make love
Take what I got to teach everyone to break stuff
I'ma act like there's poison in the pancakes
And amputate the one that wasn't loyal with the handshakes"
"I'm so cold I cut myself and bled out freon"
All of Big L's "Ebonics"
"Now I'm curbin my bad words, they say that the bad burn
I left it on bad terms, with a chic with a bad perm
Whose case took a bad turn, and face caught a bad burn
And took the news bad when they said she had bad germs
The bad thing about it, the bitch was bad and bout it
But the pussy smelled bad, so I had to get up out it
So now we got bad blood, her son is a bad blood
But it happens in the hood when you inherit that bad blood
And once it get bad, it be bad for good
THAT'S BAD MEANING BAD NOT BAD MEANING GOOD" -Consequence
"Welcome all of y'all to my dark recesses, that's where i keep my bars like bathtub edges/ my levers and my doves, my ivory's and my zest(e)s, it takes half of your bubble bath to match the freshness..../and i be on my green like irish spring, 'til i coast, fudge wit' it, get a mouth full of soap, it's mean."
"Affirmative, no further furnishin' is needed, In believe we are completed, dig/ we all in agreement on the wallpaper, happy with the color scheme, welcome to the crib/ a two family habitat for humanity wit' a view of the insanity... live./ My vida loca was built like Bob Vila via God/ He architect it, I arked it when I harbored, Jimmy Carter from Chicago's west...side/ no further construction, no we hold the comin' (cummin') like contracepts"
Hov... come on
"Inspired by Boschi, and my chariot's on fire, everybody takin' shots, hit my body up, i'm tired/ build me up, break me down, build me up again, they like 'Hov, we need you back so we can kill ya ass again'/ Hov got flow, though he's no Big and Pac, but he's close, how I'm 'posed to when they got me fightin' ghostss......
damn....
"Same say they knight you, they gon' goodnight you, and... that's only half if they like you/ that ain't even the half what they might do... don't believe me? Ask Michael/ See Martin see Malcolm, see Biggie see Pac, see success and its outcome/ see Jesus see Judas, see Ceasar see Brutus, see success is like suicide/ Suicide, it's a suicide, if you succeed prepare to be crucified."
My crew be deliverin hot lead when gats are clenched Rappers I jack and lynch Nobody can fuck with the way I be killing the shit in rap events
Big L is the nigga you expect To catch wreck in any cassette deck I'm so ahead of my time, my parents haven't met yet
I'm feeling like Billy Bathgate My rap style is past great I love to fuck a bitch from the back and watch her ass shake
I probably got your mommy strung Niggaz hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung My clan plans to get Guillianni hung
Never had a gassed head Got loot cause I stash bread Try to tax and I'ma beat your fagot ass half-dead
I stomp white cops till the life stops For a low price hops Cause my blood is colder than an ice box
On 1-3-9 you don't want a block war Cause my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor
And every time a mack eleven bucks I'm killing at least seven ducks I never was a follower of Reverend Butts The bitch type I dislike, I'm rougher than a fist fight All chicks ain't shit, ain't no such thing as Miss Right
So we can never be a couple hun Fuck love, all I got for ho's is hard dick and bubble gum
And clown emcee's I be attacking quick I'm on some rappin shit and some car jackin shit
I ran up on this nigga name Mac in a black ac And put the gat to his cap, click-clack Sorry jack but get up out of that
My 38 works great, so make a mistake and hesitate I can't wait to demonstrate this nickel plate
He didn't listen to what I was speakin He started reaching So I left him sleepin with his temple leaking
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