Scarface Real Niggas

Scarface has got to be the realest of the real when it comes to the hardcore gangsta rap. Make no mistake about it, Brad Jordan is reps MCing to the fullest. This by far is NOT the dopest shit Face has ever spit, but he showed mad versitlity by flowing with Redman, Icadon, Jamal and Treach. Plus he acted a damn fool on it. Check it.

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I be the street sweeper nigga
Quick to leave your whole block shook and shot at
from fuckin round with the mi-dack
Eleven, twenty-four, AK 47
Fuck who's standin around them get close up and down and
I done came here to get brains
Shoot you twice in your stomach
then leave your boxin shorts full of shit stains
You're bitch-made, you ain't a gangsta you a sucker ass
These niggaz scared of your bark {*barkin*} but bitch I touch ass
and bust back, what's that? It's Face-mob in effect
with Icarus, Reggie, Jamal and Treach
I told you that talkin wasn't shit to me
So bitch be more specific when you spit for me
"It ain't shit to me," you a hoe in fifth degree
A discharge from a dick disease
You lil' maggot, part time thug for a faggot
Plastic-ass chump, you don't want no static


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Since the beginning, Face has been one of the sickest MC's putting down from the south. If you aint heard Made yet, ya fuckin up!

Nas Verbal Intercourse

In my opinion, one of the hottest flows ever from God Son. Nas has always displayed incredible depth, wide vocabulary and one of the games smoothest most flawless flows. Truthfully speaking, my man has been a little confused in the past, considering he was a italian mob figure, a prophet, a revolutionary, and a gangsta all at the same time. Often times you didn't know which Nas you'd get from one joint to the next. Honestly, I love Jay Z for dissing Nas openly on The Takeover, because I couldn't sit through another Oochie Wally. Stillmatic renewed my faith in an artist that I was totally done fucking with.

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Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
to conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly
I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me
while, funny style niggaz roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the pretty things in life,
props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual



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If you aint got the Untitled album, ya fuckin up!

Starang Wondah Hurricane Starang

Why is it that everytime I say Boot Camp Click, cats start talking to me about Mystikal and Black Menace? The Duck Down family seems to me to be some of the most heavily skilled, yet overlooked MC's in the game. From Buckshot on down to the Reps ya'll, these cat's have been banging out hits for over a decade. Starang Wondah (no relation to Stevie) is displayed here in Hurricane Starang from OGC's Da Storm album. Just check him.

I be Grand like Puba but I most move wit Dru Ha
puts the B in hoo-ya, Strang cummin to do ya
scream halleluyah, but it still wont help ya
run from OGC and get caught by Heltah Skeltah
jet to the other side, run for cover hide
niggas still wouldnt be safe even if I let em slide
This aint baseball, I waste yall, ask no question
attack from the back from the Black Smif N Wessun
I be rubbishin, any crew that claims they be bubbilin
get that ass capped (ascap)
like them niggas when they be handlin my publishin
I be lovin when fake rappers
question my status when my crew be the phattest
add this, you can ask my man the Big Kahuna
kablow make you say yaow (seau) like Junior
[Rock] You been warned
[Strang] The storms in the atmosphere
move over make room gunn clappers here
cuz its ill how I kick lyrical skill wit the force
no joke when I leave ya chokin off the exhaust
of course, who else could it be but Mr.Strang
who'll hit that ass from every angle
they dont really wanna tangle




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2 Pac Shakur Got My Mind Made Up

Don't be mad at Pac because he tantalized your favorite rapper. With his A.K. he's still that thug that you love to hate. Thus far, I don't think that there has been another artist who could talk as much shit as Tupac Shakur. Pac had an incredible ability of raising his voice and getting your adrenaline pumping. Pac could make you feel invincible, bulletproof, like you could take on the world. Mentality of a revolutionary damaged by the harsh reality of life, Tupac was a gifted individual who, like all other human beings, made many mistakes throughout his brief, troubled time upon this earth. "Got My Mind Made Up" from the All Eyez On Me remains one of my favorite flows from 2Pac because shows a great deal of versitility and damn near smashes every other MC to appear on the record. This is a huge statement considering they all brought their A game.

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So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with tha nigga you facin
We must be based on nothin better than communication
Known to damage and highly flamable like gas stations
Sorry I left that ass waitin
No more procrastination give up to fate, and get that asss shakin
I'm bustin and makin motherfuckers panic
Don't take ya life for granted put that ass in the dirt
You swear the bitch was planted
My lyrics motivate the planet
It's similar to Rhythm Nation
but thugged out, forgive me Janet
Who's in control I'm acvtivatin yo souls
You know, the way the games get controlled
Yo, two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alize and Cristal blows your mind
Bear witness to the dopest fuckin rhyme I wrote
Takin off my coat, clearing my throat







A sick number of albums, more released after his untimely death than before. In all honesty, some probably should not have been considering it was murdered much like him. 2Pac's lyrics will always be incomparable, yet some producer should have never been allowed in the same room with his music. They could not produce the sound needed to carry Pac's spirit. Jazzy Pha needs a good old fashion south-side of Chicago ass whuppin for his role in Better Dayz. Although Eminem is capable of occaisionally pulling a hot track out of his ass (Renegade), his also did not have what it took to capture Pac's intensity. The man's music is too great to have it continuosly butchered, go ahead and drop that paper on Just Blaze, 9th, Timmy, Neptunes, Dre or Kanye or somebody like that who has shown the abilty to set the mood for vaious artist. Style.

Can-I-Bus Desperados

You can love him, or you can hate him, but Can-I-Bus is that same cat that went hard at L.L. Cool J and definitely got his attention. Still one of the baddest and one of my personal favorite MC's, Bus posesses more skill than most and is one of the most slept on lyricists of the present. Partly his own fault, Can-I-Bus was damn near flawless, but way too arrogant and attacked a veteran without first doing his homework. Respect, people. Never underestimate another man, the results can be deadly, or in Bus' case, career suicide.

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At a thousand degree Celsius I make MC's melt
Fuck my record label I appear courtesy of myself
Let me explain how I maintain thresholds to pain
I walk across the Sun barefoot lookin for shade
I rearrange your rib cage like a twelve gauge at close range
and change the position of your brain
My hard raps penetrate through your hardhats and all that
nigga, get ya wig peeled back
I scalp you like the indians on horseback
Running Bull will hit you harder than runningback
Stunning man with brave and cunning rap
Swiftly running laps around 48 tracks
Like uncut crack you fiends keep coming back
Heads is flippin like acrobats on gym mats
From wax to analog tapes to digital DAT's
It's critical black, that Canibus is ill like that
In fact perhaps you should quit rap,
instead of always tryin to diss back,
cause niggaz keep tellin you that your shit's wack
I rip raps, hardcore raps rushin you to the floor mat
Put you in the figure four, break your thorax
Jump off the top turnbuckle and land on your back
til I hear it snap or crackle, the ref says chill black
You get clapped bringin the wrong raps to combat
Like bringin a paint gun to a shoot out with real gats
Y'all niggaz is wack, rappin over microphone feedback
My intelligence begins where yours peaks at
From Fox Boogie in the see-through brasierre, to Nasty Nasir
My nigga Nature'll explain it further if it's not clear.





Way too many albums, but few released with a major deal. If I had a major label, I'd sign this cocky asshole in a heartbeat. We need real MC's in the rap game right now. Major labels, ya fuckin up!


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