I think cats slept on John Forte, but he rarely left you disappointed when he blessed you with a flow. This is the joint that put me on. It is well worth the a listen, because everyone featured had an ill flow.
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We used to jump rope,
But now we gun hope
Bustin shots off of project roof tops
Sending signals with the blunt smoke.
Ock, dont talk a lot if you cant hold it in lock
If you think lips sink ships,
Imagine full glock clips.
I hold a glass of remy martin
Gettin milks by the carton
Extortin the light weights for thinkin they important
The night pays and heavenly waysAint nothin free ah
Knowledge of your family and steppin to your b.i.
You see i, stay on top of shit like a fly
My niggas reach when they got beef
Then jet down to south beach
Yo mouthpiece is yappin
I hear it in your rap and
My family is thick so that bullshit could never happen.
What can I say about Com Sense, other than that is one of the most gifted, uplifting and inspiring artists ever. Common has continued represent what can only be desribed as true Hip-Hop even before the days of Resurrection when he explained to us why he used to love her. Also showing his more grittier side with his brief beef with Ice Cube in The Bitch In You. These days it is obvious that he loves her once again, and is dedicated to her resurrection. With his calm mellow tone, witty punchlines and smooth delivery, Com has definately forced his way into Hip-Hop greatness, and proven to be deserving of his staus as one of the elite. Hear It!
Get em high like noon, or the moon or room filled with smoke
A hype filled with dope
Y'all assumed I was doomed, out of tune, but I still feel the notes
The real nigga quotes
Real rappers is hard to find, like a remote, control rap is out of
Used too but still got love, that's why I abuse you who are not thugs
Rock clubs, it's like Tiger, Woods in the hood, to have my own reality show
Called Soul Survivor, I stole all liver, niggaz than you
You'se a bitch I got ones that are thicker than you
How could I ever let your words affect me, they say Hip-Hop is dead
I'm here to resurrect me, marcs is to sexy to even make songs like these
That's why the raw don't know your name, like Alicia Keys
To many featured emcees, and pro-ducers is popular
Twelve thousand spins, nobody got there cop in the
Album, how come, you the hot garbage of
The years clear your image and snooped up
Label got you souped up, tellin you you sick
Man you a dick with a loose nut
Video hard to watch like Medusa
Even your club record need a booster
Chimped up, with a pimp cup, illiterate nigga
Read the infa- red across your head I'm bread king like Simba
Bolder then Denver, I ain't a Madd Rapper just a MC with a temper
You dancin for money like Honey, I did this my way
So when the industry crash, I survive like Kanye
Spittin through wires and fires, MC retirin
Got yo hands up, get them motherfuckers higher then
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
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
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
Hip Hop aint dead, but it's damn sure on life support. This is where we display Hip Hop's most ridiculous verses, artists, and I just give my all around opinion on whatever I decide to complain about in the game. Speak on it, leave your 2 cents. Say if it's on point or wack. Enough with the intro shit, let's just get right to it. 1
