Busta Rhymes Da Goodness

Busta Rhymes is one of Hip Hop's most animated, energetic and gifted MC's and he never disappoints. This is a well known fact, considering he is one the most well known and sought after MC's in the game. He has appeared on and destroyed countless records with a wide range of artist; East, West, Dirty, you name it. With his unmistakable voice, and his ridiculous delivery Bus-a-Bus takes effort he appears on the next level.

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Yo, Pepe LePew I ain't messin wit you

or stressin your crew, your own niggaz be testin you too

Fuckin wit you, makin your bitch unbuckle her shoe

Watchin this bitch while she already know what she wanna do

She follow me home, and on the way she swallow me bone

The Don Corleone, she wildin all inside of my zone

C'mon bitch, let me creep you out, peepin you out

Sneakin you out, over to my crib, freakin you out

Eveready, now turn off the telly, turn off the celly

The way I be hittin it got you sweatin makin you smelly

Shit funky like your mother with her STINKIN ass

Type of shit that'll have you aggie and ready to blast, WHOO!

Baby just hold a second and give me a chance

Let me go put my rubber on so that we really can dance

Now we huggin you know we fuckin until my nuts bust out

Cardiac arrest of the pussy and pass the fuck out

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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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Talib Kweli The Proud

Half of the dynamic duo known as Blackstar, Talib Kweli is one of the most intellectual and impressive Mc's rhyming today. Kweli, known as a polictical rapper, caught some negative critiscism for his sophomore effort The Beautiful Struggle, for having a sound unlike his own with potential club joints, which totally missed in my honest opinion. Being the gifted lyricst that he is, Kweli will always display eye-opening bars, but mainstream pop music is not exactly what we look to this Mc for. We look to Kweli for that revolutionary and controversial sound that he does better than most (not Mos), and that has placed him on a higher plateu than most rappers in the game. That sound that be aquired by listening to Quality and Eardrum, and by reading below. What's real, we can get In The Club from 50 Cent.

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Niggaz with knowledge is more dangerous than than niggaz with guns
They make the guns easy to get and try to keep niggaz dumb
Target the gangs and graffiti with the Prop 21
I already know the deal but what the fuck do I tell my son?
I want him livin right, livin good, respect the rules
He's five years old and he still thinkin cops is cool
How do I break the news that when he gets some size
He'll be percieved as a threat or see the fear in they eyes
It's in they job description to terminate the threat
So 41 shots to the body is what he can expect
The precedent is set, don't matter if he follow the law
I know I'll give my son pride and make him swallow it all (damn!)
Fuck the pigs! I think the pigs killed Big and 'Pac too
If they didn't they know who did, they got to!
Who they serve and protect, nigga not you
Cops shot off of ten G's but they got glocks too
Let you protect yourself, or better yet respect yourself
Straight into the hospital is where you gotta check yourself
They be gettin tips from snitches and rival crews
Doin them favors so they workin for the drug dealers too
Just business enforcers with hate in they holsters
Shoot you in the back, won't face you like a soldier
Kurt Loder asked me what I say to a dead cop's wife
Cops kill my people everyday, that's life

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Shawn Jay Ultimate Satisfaction

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Man Flex drop the bomb, when I rhyme it's TNT

That's why my money long as the line at the DMV

When they askin who was that that was snappin I'm that answer

You like Snickers bring no nuts no (satisfaction)

I hustle and flow, I done been by my cheese since I was knee high

Weed what you need, hit me I'ma drop off peaches like I'm T.I.

Earvin Johnson gimme that rock and magic cap of Shawn Jay

Dope sold money for (satisfaction)

I been the nigga they can't fuck with, hot but the flow cold

Flip rocks by the boatload O.G. no sea see me drift off getcha no-doz

Zip-loc full of dro tote big glocks on the hip cocked try to play the big shot

Get popped with the four four

Don't be the reason they mopped in the floor for payin me, that (satisfaction)

Food for thought let me get that gwap, man I need this cream

Where my cake give me my candles, I got sweet sixteen

Now the kid with the cocaine flow got DTP on his necklace

Now Luda tell them what you think about your invest (satisfacton)

Smoke Ultimate Satisfaction

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I'm the one that went to the gunfight with a knife, and won

Left with his pistol and left him dead, the guy he tried to run

Just because my verse 2nd don't mean I am not the one

When I'm done I'm guaranteed to give you (satisfaction)

I might not be the best in the world, but the best the world ever seen

I'm all been in Georgia's daughter Conde ding-a-ling king

And when I'm digging deep in the spleen, I'ma make the cream and she scream

Baby get me hard like a Snickers bar I give her (satisfaction)

Yessir there ain't not other way so motherfuck what you say

Y'all had this spot, we took you off the top like a toupee

Them coke's been kick and pushed in this fiasco like Lupe

Back that ass up like Juve, cause the south we givin them (satisfaction)

Ever since I signed with Luda and them, my chances of losing are slim

Y'all talk that smack but copycat and do a movie like him

Yessir my mob got that Goodie, as if my group had a Gipp

We gonna continue to give them a double dose of (satisfaction)

Royce Da 5"9 When Bad Meets Evil

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The disaster wit dreads,

I'm Bad enough to commit suicide and survive long enough To kill my soul after I'm dead

When in danger it's funny

actually my flavor's similar to a waiter, Cuz I serve any stranger wit money

I spray a hundred, man until they joint chains

While slippin bullets at point blank range like they was punches

Piss on a flag and burn it,

murder you then come to your funeral service lobby and strangle your body to confirm it

Whippin human ass, throwin blows crackin jaws

Wit my fists wrapped in gauze,

dipped in glue and glass

I'm blazin MC's, at the same time amazin MC's

Somehow MC's ain't that eye-brow raisin to me

From all of angles of us, flash a mack loud enough to cast a avalanche

And bust till volcanoes errupt

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!