Method Man Supa Ninjaz

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Hmm, eye spy, with my crooked eye

Four metal street soldiers, born to die

Put em up yeah fuck yeah,

When it's Hammertime niggaz can't be touched here,

The true and livin Night vision unseen,

Like Jean when I Hack-men The Unforgiven,

Left in prison in the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon,

Now you succumbin to my twelve part dirty dozens,

Flabbergasted by tracks that be Tru Mastered,

Opposites attract beef plus they ass backwards,

Stick yourself til I'm felt,

This ass whoopin, is bein dealt

Like hot peas and butter nigga, I got the belt

What the deal huh? Swing low, sweet chariot

I walk the Underground Railroad, with Harriett

Just a slave to the rhythm - victims

I'm like alien About to put that shit up in em,

I Can't Live Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and Runnin

T2 Judgment comin,

Nobody's safe when I reminisce about Case,

Still hit the staircase when the coppers give chase,

I give em finger The only hip-hop singer,

To tell America to kiss his Killer Bee stinger,

Nothin can save ya from this major misbehavior,

Heavy hands layin corners in the elevator,

Guard your grill......

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MJG Lay It Down

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Thirty buster in yard talkin shit bout a bitch


claimin to be that bitch's family but they look like dirty tricks


talkin about why did I meet that hoe, fuck the hoe


charge the hoe, break the hoe, house the hoe, bust her inside her shit and go


Suckers how the fuck you think that MJG was gonna slip


on the only reason you mad cause you sister couldn't pussy whip


a back breakin, check takin, pimp nigga constantly makin


money off your sister and your lady, nigga I ain't tradin


Why don't you niggaz understand I'm the pimp she's the hoe


Now that I told you now you know, break that chain and let her go


Back on the track shake that ass, make my money


Make it fast, get yo head swoll bringin me checks bitch bring me cash


Drop yo panties, to let you start


To open your mouth, slurp and slob


on this dick you, he's the trick you's a bitch, do ya job


when you through, get up and go, get the cheese, hit the door


Catch a cab, back to the lab, bring my motherfuckin money hoe


don't you ever front me with a lame lie about my bank


Oh shit, look out bitch, dump a bitch catch a plane


Yeah hoe now you know, I'm a pimp, and I'ma clown all upside yo head


Yeah bitch, I'ma lay it down

JadaKiss We're Back

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Nahh! Uh, yeah,

AiyyoI got a wet haze, coke, and a p-blow block

But y'all still missin the point like a free throw shot

Get it? This ain't some'n you learn, this is some'n you earn

Turn it up and give me some'n to burn

That boy 'Kiss is a hell of a man

Treat your life like a cell phone, so try to get a helluva plan

Cause most dudes left the hood broke

A couple knew what they was doin, so they came back like good coke

Down South they'll tell you 'Kiss is good folk (that's right)

Up North I hit my niggaz off with good smoke

Out West they ridin with me, now I'm back hard

I'm just worried bout the rats that's in my back yard

Hated by many, confronted by none

I trust two guys, one's God, and one is my gun

Jada is the nice guy, 'Kiss is the monster

D-Block and Double R is my sponsor


Cowards don't mean what they say when they talk

Cowards lean a certain kind of way when they walk

Cowards don't mean what they say when they talk

Cowards lean a certain kind of way when they walk


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Support these cats out here grinding, still repping that true Hip-Hop.

Consequence Uncle Rahiem

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Andre 3000 Thought Process

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The thought process...

Now as an Outkast I was born,

wasn't warned of the harm

That would come to meet me like Met Life,

but yet life

Done sent me through a lot of up's and down like it ain't nothing'

Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons

I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one

They said it skipped from 12 to 14

Still smoking, still drinking,

no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinkin'

that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas

We trapped off in this maze with walls made of layers

And only prayer is the tightest game that you can have

The devil's takin' a swing that might explain the broken glass

But my crystal ball see the pistol fall to the wayside

Nobody would die in cops and robbers when we used to play right

Huh, the only thang we feared was Williams, Wayne

Never though about hittin' licks or slangin' caine

Did not think I'd be the one to give in to abortion

Label me murder because my ass is scorchin'

Hot from the glock that sits under my seat

Yeah, it's real fucked up that my folks come to get me

And it's like dat, yeah...and it's like dem!

Outkast Elevators ATLiens

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Rakim My Melody

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I'm not a regular competitor,
First rhyme editor
Melody arranger, poet, etcetera
Extra events, the grand finale like bonus
I am the man they call the microphonist
With wisdom which means wise words bein spoken
Too many at one time watch the mic start smokin
I came to express the rap I manifest
Stand in my way and I'll veto other words protest
MC's that wanna be dissed they're gonna
Be dissed if they don't get from in front of
All they can go get is me a glass of Moet
A hard time, sip your juice and watch a smooth poet
I take 7 MC's put em in a line
And add 7 more brothas who think they can rhyme
Well, it'll take 7 more before I go for mine
And that's 21 MC's ate up at the same time
Easy does it, do it easy, that's what I'm doin
No fessin, no messin around, no chewin
No robbin, no buyin, bitin, why bottle,
This slob'll stop tryin fightin to follow
My unusual style will confuse you a while
If I was water, I flow in the Nile
So many rhymes you won't have time to go for your's
Just because of a cause I have to pause
Right after tonight is when I prepare
To catch another sucka duck MC out there
Cause my strategy has to be tragedy, catastrophe
And after this you'll call me your majesty
My melody...


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Spliff Star Last Night

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A lot of brothers don't like me

Screw me when they site me

Pop a lot of shit, but they scared to death to fight me

See me in the club wit Bus on some lamp shit

They see me on the on stage wit Bus on some amp shit

Before this rap shit, it was the corner crack shit

But now I'm round the world on some autograph shit

Spliff-I-Spliff strap the 4 5th round the waist

Ya'll niggas want war, let me deal with the case

Ain't nothin to it, brother I got the heart to do it

Blast in, cover the sidewalk wit ya fluid

Ya niggas stupid, ya got brains, brother use it

Ain't nuthin gonna stop my black ass from gettin cash

On the real, that's how deeply I feel

A born again hooligan, hungry for this meal

Got the iced-out platinum rings that you wanna steal

Come and get it, watch ya whole shit get wetted

Street corner colonel, got enough cats to set it

So if you ain't doin shit , ya niggas need to dead it

Watchin my money, it cause bullets in ya tummy

It's all real here, there ain't no fear here

You mess around here, you catch ya death here

I mean it, you could front, but you believe it

Nigga guard your life before I turn around and steal it

Look into my eyes and analyze what you deal wit

If I can't find you, I take it out on who you be wit

Type of bitch nigga I would never smoke a tree wit




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