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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Eve EVE Double R What

As Ruff Ryders 1st and only lady, Eve has proven to be one of the most fierce female MC's ever. Her soft voice mixed with her ferocious street attack secured her title as the pitbull in a skirt. But in my opinion, cats need to start sticking to the original script. Ever since her somewhat successful run on her own short lived UPN sitcom, it seems she that she hasn't been rapping the same. Or it that we just hear her differently now? Whatever it is, she is not the same Eve that ripped cats a new asshole on several tracks. She used to be that ghetto ryde or die chick, now she's a pretty girl, is that a good thing? From "What Y'all Want" to "Tamborine," lyrically she is still that business, but will the real Eve please stand up?



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I'm a savage bitch


Ain't nobody gettin' close to this


And ain't nobody flipped and wrote the shit


And can't nobody sit and coach this shit


You feelin' lucky? then aproach me, shit


I'm like the glass, you just the coaster bitch; Under me!


You wanna make it ugly, can't do nothin' 'bout it


Angry at the public, buggin' me


Rat bitch, pot bitch, hungover hot bitch


Wantin' all that money, fuckin' gettin' all that rock, shiiit


Scared of who? huh, we goin' get rid of you


Climbin' the walls wit' gimmicks, that shit is pitiful


Dawgs close by me, so why try me


They wan' cop me but they too sloppy


Damn, I gotchu stuck in a box


You feelin' trapped, got your stomach in knots


'Cause I ain't lettin' goI keepin' it locked


I know you gettin' mad 'cause your luck's up


Plus I'm a purebread, baby, I don't fuck with mutts


Come on!

Sheek Louch Scenario 2000

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Y’all dem bust in them crowd niggaz and hit whoever
When you should aim for them niggaz that took yo leather
They right there, but you scared that they gon bust
Cause they crazy, but crazy niggaz bleed like us
See I’m one shot thru the heart like cupid
Y’all niggaz might be crazy, but y’all not stupid
It’s 99, I’m killin you, woman and kid
Fuck scarface, watch me, I’m mo action to see
Than the muthafuckaz that y’all see on t.v.
And fuck what you heard, check how sheek get down
Comes the gun, shit, I’m rhymin wit one on me now
You neva know, what clown could walk in the studio
Talkin shit, and there’s gon be more than the amps that blow
I’ll pour gas on yo skin and watch yo shit detach
Wit a book of matches, now dats when you met yo match
And the worst thing for you is for me to have a gun when I’m thirsty
I’ll turn niggaz more holy man, than Eddie Murphy
And I deal wit mo bricks than that city do in Jersey
I got call cops niggaz,
I got autops niggaz,
that’ll bust you and slide Wit some of 6-drop niggaz
Revolver pop niggaz,
easy ox niggaz,
get knocked Say I smoked detox niggaz
Drug program, hit the streetz and cop 56 mo gramz
Y’all niggaz ain’t fuckin wit the fam and dats word


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Sheek Freestyle
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Dark Man X Niggas Done Started Somethin

I have to start this off with X. I was hooked when I heard LL's "4,3,2,1" and my man said "But you asked for it baby!!!!" I remember thinking damn, that shit was kind of nice. Then I heard this cat kill it on Ma$e's "24 Hours to Live", I had to hear everything my man got on. I grabbed that "It's Dark and Hell Is Hot" album as soon as it dropped. Back then you couldn't walk the street without hearing somebody barking like X or harmonizing that X shit. Say what you want about his more recent work, "shit gabbage", "shit wack", "X fell off", but one thing about DMX, he did him and expressed himself, unlike most of these cats following trends and wack ass fads. Not a bunch of cats bold enough to attempt that one. So fuck all them legal problems, arrests and drug addictions, I'm still on The Dog's team, and I sincerely hope he get his shit together. We need him.

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Don't come at me wit no bullshit, use caution
Cause when I wet shit, I dead shit, like abortions
For bigger portions, of extortion then racketeering
Got niggaz fearin, fuck whatchu heard, this whatchu hearin
How much darker must it get, how much harder must it hit
See if your hardest niggaz flip,
when I start a bunch of shit
I like pussy, but not up in my face, so gimme three feet
Cause when we creep, no more than
three deep, niggaz see sheep
Bloodhounds found your shit buried in the mud
Following traces of gun powder, residue and blood
A positive ID is impossible, so you know
John Doe is what they gon' be
puttin on that tag on yo' toe
Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's
under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed nigga that wouldn't listen
so you got whatchu came for
[ Sheek ]
What's that?
[ DMX ]
Surgery wit the chainsaw grrrrr, I hit the fuckin streets
cause like I said before ain't
nothin goin down until I eat
Mu'fuckers think it's all about impressin
bitches and stressin bitches
Well, I'm testin bitches game, adressin
bitches, and caressin bitches
And dealin wit mu'fuckers on all levels
What I'm dealin wit is all devils, fuckin with snakes
Runnin wit niggaz you call rebels
I got an army of 730 niggaz, dirty niggaz
that come through and worry niggaz
30 niggaz that like to bury niggaz
And scary niggaz get it all the time
cause what they got is all of mine
Your man was talkin shit until I pulled the nine
And if I don't know you, I don't fuck witchu
And if you wit my man, then he gettin stuck witchu
and gave it the money
Cause I just lost my mind when he crossed the line
Sent his back through his chest
then I tossed the nine, boss of crime
Black Gotti, I stack bodies wit the black shotty
Bitch-ass niggaz who act snotty
Get it

These niggaz is for real
These niggaz ain't playin

This ain't no fuckin game
You think we playin?
Ruff Ryders
Grrrrr

X and Jay Freestyle