"Do you fools listen to music, or do you just skim through it?" Jay-Z
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Method Man I Get My Thang In Action
Hear It!
Niggas wanna test my stees,
Nigga please,
I black that eye like peas
You better freeze
In ya tracks
A Wu-Tang (bzzz) killerbee's on ya back
I comes for the honey plus the phat money sack
You want it all? Yeah I want it all like THAT
I stab my own moms in the back for a stack
Niggas like damn, why youwant it like that?
'Cause I'm a dog, and I got no love for the cat
Attitude's cold like the north polar cap
Where I do my dirt a little further down the map
A little buck wildin Island called Stat
Where niggas carry gats in they black hoody hat
Now I'm mad known for the bones and the rap
And youse an unknown with a phoney contract
Wake up and smell the method, motherfucker, contact
fallin' in a cypher from a fallen head crack
An indian giver and I'm out to take it back
Shaolin Island, baby where you at?
A runaway train that be runnin' on ya track
That's how it's goin' down Yeah, it's goin' down like that
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Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Busta Rhymes Scenario
I think this is the joint that really put Bus on. Personally, I knew something ridiculous was about to transpire from the tone of his voice when he first started to rhyme "I heard you rushed and rushed, AND ATTACKED." Not to mention the fact that he dropped rambunction in the flow. How many cat's really drop words like rambunction in flows, especially back then. What's real, whether it is thin, dreaded up Bus, swole, kickng cats in the head Bus, or pudgy, big belly Bus, long live Busta Rhymes.
Hear It!
Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind
Heel up, reel up, bring it back, come rewind
Powerful impact BOOM! from the cannon
Not braggin, try to read my mind just imagine
Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary
When diggin into my library
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!
Eating ayea toadstool like the one Peter Tosh-a
Uh, uh uhh, alone with the track man
Uh, pardon me, uhh, as I come back
As I did it yo I heard you beg your pardon
When I travel to the Sun I roll with the squadron
RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon
Change your little drawers cause your pants are saggin
Try to step to this, I will, fits you in a turban
And had you smellin right, like some old stale urine
Checkady-choco, the chocolate chicken
The rear cock diesel, for chicks they were kickin
Yo, bustin out before the Busta bust a nut the rhyme
The rhythm is in sync (UHH!) the rhymes are on time (TIME!)
Rippin up this dance just like a radio
Observe the vibe and check out the scenario!!!!
Yeah, my man motherfucker!
Check The Vid!
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Tuesday, December 30, 2008
GhostFace Killah Run 4 Cover
Yo, this MadHater, and I'm pissed off Sun, word up. This being my first post on this SteelBarz sh*t, i'm gonna start off with Ghostface Killah. Don't nobody spit like Ghost spit. I still don't know what the f*ck he's talking about, but don't nobody spit like Ghost, kid!!!! Yo, his flow, delivery, energy all that- these cats can't F*ck with Ghost Sun, real talk.
Hear That Sh*t B!!!!
Don of all dons, behind New York King Tut wit one arm
Banana Nut Crunch last cinnamon toast with power rose
Whips dirty, dustin my bitch, FUCK PAROLE!
Peace out his Wallee Timb's, wild out (wild out)
We in the spot, guns go off though
Came out his mask it was Ollie North
Oh shit, what up what up Ghost
Congratulations on your new flick
Burn it dead who max the most
Word up you got the most Clarks
Bravehearts spin this
For under come down in the pale he need minutes
Told y'all before I kick doors off the hinges
Ain't no cooler and there ain't no Guiness
Money like Barry Blue, Keanu Reeves wit bench slippers
Play the PGA Tour wit Jack Nicklaus
Statues of Mary, gats that bust mercury
Sit through the biggest storm and hand out turkey!
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