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djcham

Guest
damn..i gotta say my fav line/verse is from 2pac..(all of them are my favorite)

but the one that sticks to me the most is from keep ya head up:

"because too many things for you to deal with..dyin inside..but outside you lookin fearless"

i do'nt know..2pac is great..pure genious
 

DJ Excellence

ILLIEN
ill o.g.
Battle Points: 264
I like Ras Kass' "Nature of the Threat". I think it's like 8 minutes long and he just drops knowledge there....I'd like to pick a verse , but the whole thing is just amazing.


Artist: Ras Kass
Album: Soul On Ice
Song: Nature of the Threat
Typed by: Kedar_abhyankar@hotmail.com, OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

Let freedom ring with a buckshot, but not just yet
First we need to truly understand the nature of the threat
And a pale man walks in the threshold of darkness
Roughly 20,000 years ago the first humans evolved
with the phenotypical trait, genetic recessive
Blue eyes, blonde hair and white skin
Albinism apparently was a sin to the original man, Africans
So the mutants traveled North of the equator
Called Europeans later, the first race haters
So here's the Devil's alpha to the beta
Cause history's best qualified to teach one
Quoting German philosopher Schopenhauer
"Every white man is a faded or a bleached one"
Migration created further mutation
Genetic drifts, evolution through recombination
Adaptation to the climate
As the Caucus Mountain man reverted to that of a primate
Savage Neanderthals, until the late Paleolithic age
That's when the Black Grimaldi man came
With the symbol of the dragon, fire and art
Check cave paintings in France and Spain to the Venus of Willendorf
Around 2000 B.C. Southern Russians migrate in small units
Those who travel West populated Europe
Those who went East settled in Iran, known as Aryans
1500 B.C. some crossed the Khyber Pass into India and
created Hinduism, the first caste system, the origins of racism
A white dot on the forehead meant elite
The black dot - defeat; untrustable, untouchables
They wrote the holy Vedas in Sanskrit
That's the language that created Greek, German, Latin and English
Now the Minoans around 2000 B.C.
Starts on the island of Crete, in the Agean Sea
The Greek culture begins Western Civilization
But "Western Civilization" means "White Domination"
Myceneans learned from Kemet, called Egypt in Greek
It existed since at least 3000 B.C.
Creatin geometry and astronomy
This knowledge influenced Plato, Socrates and Hippocrates
Cause Imhotep, the real real father of medicine
Was worshiped in Greece and Rome in the form of a Black African
The word Africa comes from the Greek "Aphrike"
meaning "without cold"; the word philosophy means "love of knowledge"
Stole from first man, Greek power expands
The first Greek fraternities band
The word gymnasium is Greek for "naked"
This was the place where adolescent boys were educated, and molested
This was accepted because Greek culture was homosexual
For example, Sappho trained girls on the island of Lesbos
Hence, the word lesbian (Ay let these dumb motherfuckers know)
December 25th, the birth of Saturn
A homosexual god, now check the historical pattern
December 25, now thought the birth of Christ
Was Saturnalia, when men got drunk,
fucked each other then beat their wife
Fact is, it was still practiced, til they called it Christmas
So put a gerbil on your Christmas list
The Hellenistic Era, Alexander the Great
Conquers all the way to India leavin four successor states
By the Fifth century B.C., R.O.M.E.
succeeds to be the conqueror of Egypt and Greece
But had the threat of the Black Phoenicians in Sicily
The Punic Wars began 264 B.C.
The Black general Hannibal and Carthaginian Peace
In 146 B.C. Carthage fell after a six-month siege
Rome sold every citizen to slavery
The first genocide of history
And more bisexuality in sight; Julius Caesar was known as
"every woman's husband and every man's wife" (BEOTCH!)
Spartacus Revolt, a slave rebellion that lost
Where 6,000 slaves was nailed on a cross
Cross? Aw, shit! Jesus Christ! Time for some-act-right
Christians get your facts right
Cause Christ was not his name
That's Greek for "One who is anointed"
Yoshua Ben Yosef was his name, do Christians know this?
So who do you praise, do you know his name?
Or do you do this in vain?
Accepting the religion they gave slaves to behave
Peep the description of historian Josephus
"Short, dark, with an underdeveloped beard was Jesus"
He had the Romans fearing revolution
The solution was to take him to court and falsely accuse him
After being murdered by Pilate how can it be
these same white Romans established Christianity
Constantine would later see the cross in a dream
In his vision, it read "En Hawk Signo Wonka":
"In this sign we conquer" - Manifest Destiny
In 325 he convened the Nicean Creed
And separated god into three
Decided Jesus was born on December 25th
and raised then on the third day is a myth
Plus to deceive us
Commissioned Michelangelo to paint white pictures of Jesus
He used his aunt, uncle, and nephew
Subconsciously that affects you
It makes you put white people closer to God
(Yo, 'The Man' got game like a motherfucker!)
True indeed, fuck it, Jihad
In the eight century Muslims conquered
Spain, Portugal and France and controlled it for 700 years
They never mention this in history class
cause o'fays are threatened when you get the real lesson
Moors from Baghdad, Turkey threatened European Christians
Meaning, the white way of life; hence the Crusades for Christ
On November 25th, 1491
Santiago defeats the last Muslim stronghold, Grenada
King Ferdinand gave thanks to God for victory
And the Pope of Rome and declared this date to forever be
A day of "Thanksgiving" for all European Christians

.. Now listen, when you celebrate "Thanksgiving"
What you are actually celebratin
is the proclamation of the Pope of Rome
Who later, in league with Queen Isabella
sent Cardinal Ximenos to Spain
to murder any blacks that resisted Christianity
These Moors, these black men and women
were from Baghdad, Turkey
And today, you eat the turkey, for your "Thanksgiving" day
as the European Powers destroyed the Turkeys
Who were the forefathers of your mothers and fathers
Now fight the power, you bitch-ass niggaz!

Now around this time, Whites started callings us Negroes
That's Spanish for black object meaning we're not really people
but profit, and the triangle trade begins - they seize us
Queen Elizabeth sends the first slaves on a ship named Jesus
Stealin land from the indigenous natives
Gave them alcohol to keep the Red Man intoxicated
Whites claim they had to civilize these pagan animals
But up until 1848 there's documented cases
of whites bein the savage cannibals, eatin Indians
In 1992, it's Jeffery Dahmer
They slaughtered a whole race with guns
Drugs, priests and nuns
1763, the first demonic tactic of biological warfare
As tokens of peace, Sir Jeffery Amherst
passed out clothin and blankets to the Indian community
Infested with small pox, knowin they had no immunity
Today it's AIDS, you best believe it's man made
Cause ain't a damn thing changed.. let me explain
Now since people of color are genetically dominant
and Caucasoids are genetically recessive
and Whites expect to be predominant, meaning survive as a race then
they simply must, take precautions
That's why they're worried about their future now
Cuz by 2050, almost all the Earth's population
will be brown, then black, so understandin that, whites counterreact
(I'm sayin.. man.. them fools
ain't nothin but a teaspoon of milk in the world color majority)
So they created a system
to force blacks into an unnatural position
That re-enforces the position of natural inferiority
In addition, created guns and developed the ethnocentric view
that God justifies every fuckin thing they do
Condition people to perceive whites' culture as civilized
and every other culture considered primitive - not true!
Racism is the system of racial subjugation against nonwhites
in every areas of human relation
Entertainment, education, labor, politics
Law, religion, sex, war and economics
See blacks were 3/5ths of a man with tax purposes intended
You think you're Afro-American?
You're a 14th amendment and a good nigga
Jews don't salute the fuckin swastika
but niggaz pledge allegiance to the flag that accosted ya
They never teach about the break of islands like Jamaica
But before slaves came here whites would take a
pregnant women, hang her from a tree by her toes
Slice her stomach with a knife
and let the unborn baby fall to the flo'
And stop an unborn child in front of all the slaves
to inbreed fear, so they'd be scared and behave
and not rebel more
Understand all whites must be perceived as potential predators
I paraphrase historian Ishakamusa Barashango
"Understand that regardless of the lofty ideas ingraved on paper
in such documents as the Constitution or Declaration
the basic nature.. of the European American white man
remains virtually unchanged".. so check
This is the nature of the threat
 

djswivel

Producer Extraordinaire
ill o.g.
i would have to say all the verses from Renegade by Em and Jay-Z...that shit makes my head spin every time...

[Jay-Z]
Motherfuckers -
say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothin, I made somethin doin
what I do through and through and
I give you the news - with a twist it's just his ghetto point-of-view
The renegade; you been afraid
I penetrate pop culture, bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they
pop toasters, and they live with they moms
Got dropped roasters, from botched robberies niggaz crotched over
Mommy's knocked up cause she wasn't watched over
Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
No he's not around - now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without ridin 'round
hidin down duckin strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways
Just read a magazine that fucked up my day
How you rate music that thugs with nothin relate to it?
I help them see they way through it - not you
Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes
Bet everything you worth; you lose your tie and your shirt

[Eminem]
Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
usin his music to steer it sharin his views and his merits
But there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it
Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America
as a motherfuckin drug addict - like you didn't experiment?
Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased
And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents
You fuckin do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage!
(Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't
think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go - he's {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*}
And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's just the

RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say
what's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk
about anything (ANYTHING) anything (ANYTHING), RENEGADE![Jay-Z]
Never been afraid to say
what's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE Never been afraid to holler
about anything anything? Anything ANYTHING!

[Jay-Z]
I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles
Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project bench
Whatchu hollerin? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
By the bodega, iron under my coat, feelin braver
Doo-rag wrappin my waves up, pockets full of hope
Do not step to me - I'm awkward, I box leftier often
My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't home
Could not stress to me I wasn't grown; 'specially on nights
I brought somethin home to quiet the stomach rumblings
My demeanor - thirty years my senior
My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin green up
Raisin my fingers to critics; raisin my head to the sky
Big I did it - multi before I die (nigga)
No lie, just know I chose my own fate
I drove by the fork in the road and went straight

[Eminem]
See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here
To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me
as a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist
But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste
We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is
Or is he the latter - a gateway to escape?
Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today
See it's easy as cake, simple as whistlin Dixie
while I'm wavin the pistol at sixty Christians against me
Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics
in holy water - no wonder they try to hold me under longer
I'm a motherfuckin spiteful, DELIGHTFUL eyeful
The new Ice Cube - motherfuckers HATE to like you
What did I do? (huh?) I'm just a kid from the gutter
makin this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a muh'fuckin RENEGADE
 

Cleverwon

Paradigm P
ill o.g.
Battle Points: 74
The bling-bling era was cute but it's about to be done
I leave ya full of clips like the moon blocking the sun
my methaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch
like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch
and now these parasites wanna percent of my ascap
trying to control perspective like an acid flashback
but here's a quotable for every single record exec
get your fucking hands out my pocket, nigga like Malcolm X
but this ain't a movie, I'm not a fan or a groupie
and I'm not that type of cat, you can afford to miss if you shoot me
curse the heavens and laugh when the sky electricutes me
Immortal Technique stuck in your thoughts darken your dreams
no ones as good as good as me, they just got better marketing schemes
I leave ya to your own destruction like sparking a fiend
cuz you got jealousy in ya voice like star scream
and that's the primary reason why I hate yall faggots
I've been nice since niggaz got killed over 8-ball jackets
and reebok pumps and didn't do shit for the sneaker
I'm a heatseaker with features that'll reach through the speaker
and murder counter revolutionaries personally
break a thermometor and force feed your kids mercury
A&R's tried jerking me thinking they call shots
offered me a deal and a blanket full of smallpox
your all getting shot, you little fucking treacherous bitches
 

FuzE

i make beatz
ill o.g.
Battle Points: 99
B.I.G.'s verse on Victory:

In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit 'em
He don't like me, hit him while wifey was with him
You heard of us, the murderous, most shady
Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of (*Satan*), they say my killing's too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin
Duct tapin, your fam' destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
action, pack guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap flows
militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit
Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit; you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone
Hold hands and say it like me
The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, like +Jurassic+
+Park+ did quick to spark kids who start shit
See me, only me
The Underboss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White


I luv dat shyt!!!
 
T

The Bastard

Guest
mines gutta be cappadonna on milk this cow

Let us milk this cow, the best way we know how
Park Hill projects, chicka-POW
One culture, return of the track slasher
Double doser, Cappadonna broadcaster
Strivin for perfection, the only way I got
my life back was through investin, devotion
Movin my soul toward the skit, vocabulary
comin out my ass like shit, to feed my babies
I gotta fight y'all MC's, this money
be gettin me high just like cheese in these tracks
I milk for all my childhood, make me feel good
So I keep on writin meditatin in the ghetto
Makin love waitin for lost minds to settle
then I speak out, because we all need the guidance
Deep down inside us where you could define science
My mother told me, when I was so stressed out
"All you gotta do is just put your best out"
and I did it, milky
 

Eurydice

ILLIEN
ill o.g.
Big L

Check it, my weed smoke is my lye
A ki of coke is a pie
When I'm lifted, I'm high
With new clothes on, I'm fly
Cars is whips and sneakers is kicks
Money is chips, movies is flicks
Also, cribs is homes, jacks is pay phones
Cocaine is nose candy, cigarettes is bones
A radio is a box, a razor blade is a ox
Fat diamonds is rocks and jakes is cop
And if you got rubbed, you got stuck
You got shot, you got bucked
And if you got double-crossed, you got fucked
Your bankroll is your poke, a choke hold is a yoke
A kite is a note, a con is a okey doke
And if you got punched that mean you got snuffed
To clean is to buff, a bull scare is a strong bluff
I know you like the way I'm freakin' it
I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it

Chorus: repeat (2X)

"Speak with criminal slang" -Nas
That's just the way that I talk, yo
"Vocabulary spills, I'm ill" -Nas

Yo, yo
A burglary is a jook, a woof's a crook
Mobb Deep already explained the meanin' of shook
If you caught a felony, you caught a F
If you got killed, you got left
If you got the dragon, you got bad breath
If you 730, that mean you crazy
Hit me on the hip means page me
Angel dust is sherm, if you got AIDS, you got the germ
If a chick gave you a disease, then you got burned
Max mean to relax, guns and pistols is gats
Condoms is hats, critters is cracks
The food you eat is your grub
A victim's a mark
A sweat box is a small club, your tick is your heart
Your apartment is your pad
Your old man is your dad
The studio is the lab and heated is mad
I know you like the way I'm freakin' it
I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it

Chorus (2X)

The iron horse is the train and champaign is bubbly
A deuce is a honey that's ugly
If your girl is fine, she's a dime
A suit is a fine, jewelry is shine
If you in love, that mean you blind
Genuine is real, a face card is a hundred dollar bill
A very hard, long stare is a grill
If you sneakin' to go see a girl, that mean you creepin'
Smilin' is cheesin', bleedin' is leakin'
Beggin is bummin, if you nuttin you comin
Takin' orders is sunnin', an ounce of coke is a onion
A hotel's a telly, a cell phone's a celly
Jealous is jelly, your food box is your belly
To guerrilla mean to use physical force
You took a L, you took a loss
To show off mean floss, uh
I know you like the way I'm freakin' it
I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it

Chorus (2X)

Yeah, yeah
One love to my big brother, Big Lee
Holdin' it down
Yeah, Flamboyant for life
Yeah yeah, Flamboyant for life
 

Eurydice

ILLIEN
ill o.g.
I want to say my verse is kinda sick:


The Streets
There was this particular night
That I couldn’t sleep
I had this rhyme in my head
That went with my heartbeat
It was like my thoughts I had,
They had something to say
And they was flowing
Through my veins
Making me go crazy
Making me insane
I’m tired of the bullshit
Shit I put up with
Things I got that break
And I don’t know how to fix
Like the streets I grew up with
Broke rules and corrupt with
Now they don’t know me
Since the streets cant control me
I don’t fuck up and don’t act phony
I used to put in work and time
To perfect thought out crimes
Keep the streets flooded
With rocks and white lines
Who say money don’t grow on trees
I used to make a killing selling weed
Box cut and make your bitch bleed
Every club I was STICTLY Street VIP
Credit came with who I be
Cause I got rules to obey
And I never shut up
I always got something to say
I’m never gonna be fake
Always do it for my sake
Cause I’ve lived for the streets
Got fucked and lived on the streets
Got drunk
And seen jail for the streets
Broke the law
And fought on the streets
Ate to eat on the streets
Spent like nine million thoughts
Thinking about the street
Woke up and said fuck the streets
What?
You need me to prove
That I love the streets
Fuck up and die on the street
So now I’m fake
Cause I listen to my own beat
That keeps playing in my head
Not letting me sleep
Cause I wanna close my eyes
And forget about the streets
The liquor the weed
The need for greed that
Had me listening to beats
Beefing to feel real on the streets
Get locked and have to conceal
What I sell on the streets
Get mad and it make me reveal
How I really feel
About the fucken streets
Court cases and probation
They’re Way to keep
Me off the streets
Got disease flooding
Like drugs in the streets
NIGGAS FUCK THEM DIRTY BITCHES
BUT GAVE ME DAP ON THE STREETS
RESPECT ME LIKE A SISTA CAUSE OF MY
KNUCCLE WORK ON THE STREETS
BUT WOULD LOVE TO WIFE THIS DIME
WITH respect from niggas
Cause I kept it real on the streets
The only realer mutherfucker
Was Pac
And that nigger died
Beefing through beats on the streets
That shit that made me
Ride or die for the streets
But now I wanna live
Not FUCK UP AND die on the streets
I wanna rhyme over beats
That you bump on the streets
I want niggers nodding
SIMUTANIOUSLY to my words
About how I came from the streets
Perfected my game
Gained a little weight
And came up outta the streets
Represented respected but retired
AND MADE IT outta THEM STREETS
MADE A WOMAN OF MYSELF
TO RHYME WITH INTELLEGENCE
OVER THIS BEAT ABOUT
HOW I LIVED AND CONCURENED
THEM STREETS AND THEN THIS BEAT
That’s how I feel about the streets
 

Rhythmikal

Beat's Disciple
ill o.g.
NAS - HALFTIME!!

It's like that, you know it's like that
I got it hemmed, now you never get the mic back
When I attack, there ain't an army that could strike back
So I react never calmly on a hype track
I set it off with my own rhyme
Cause I'm as ill as a convict who kills for phone time
I'm max like cassettes, I flex like sex
In ya, stereo sets, Nas'll catch wreck
I used to hustle - now all I do is relax and strive
When I was young I was a fan of the Jackson 5
I drop jewels, wear jewels, hope to never run it
With more kicks than a baby in a mother's stomach
Nasty Nas has to rise cause I'm wise
This is exercise 'til the microphone dies
Back in eighty-three I was an MC sparkin
But I was too scared to grab the mics in the parks and
kick my little raps cause I thought niggaz wouldn't understand
And now in every jam I'm the fuckin man
I rap in front of more niggaz than in the slave ships
I used to watch "C.H.I.P.S." now I load glock clips
I got to have it, I miss Mr. Magic
Versatile, my style switches like a faggot
But not bisexual, I'm an intellectual
Of rap, I'm a professional and that's no question, yo
These are the lyrics of the man, you can't near it, understand
Cause in the streets, I'm well known like the number man
In my place wit the bass and format
Explore rap, and tell me Nas ain't all that
And next time I rhyme, I be foul
Whenever I freestyle I see trial niggaz say I'm wild
I hate a rhymebiter's rhyme
Stay tuned, Nas, soon the real rap comes at halftime



sAfE.
 
T

The Bastard

Guest
Eurydice said:
I want to say my verse is kinda sick:


The Streets
There was this particular night
That I couldn’t sleep
I had this rhyme in my head
That went with my heartbeat
It was like my thoughts I had,
They had something to say
And they was flowing
Through my veins
Making me go crazy
Making me insane
I’m tired of the bullshit
Shit I put up with
Things I got that break
And I don’t know how to fix
Like the streets I grew up with
Broke rules and corrupt with
Now they don’t know me
Since the streets cant control me
I don’t fuck up and don’t act phony
I used to put in work and time
To perfect thought out crimes
Keep the streets flooded
With rocks and white lines
Who say money don’t grow on trees
I used to make a killing selling weed
Box cut and make your bitch bleed
Every club I was STICTLY Street VIP
Credit came with who I be
Cause I got rules to obey
And I never shut up
I always got something to say
I’m never gonna be fake
Always do it for my sake
Cause I’ve lived for the streets
Got fucked and lived on the streets
Got drunk
And seen jail for the streets
Broke the law
And fought on the streets
Ate to eat on the streets
Spent like nine million thoughts
Thinking about the street
Woke up and said fuck the streets
What?
You need me to prove
That I love the streets
Fuck up and die on the street
So now I’m fake
Cause I listen to my own beat
That keeps playing in my head
Not letting me sleep
Cause I wanna close my eyes
And forget about the streets
The liquor the weed
The need for greed that
Had me listening to beats
Beefing to feel real on the streets
Get locked and have to conceal
What I sell on the streets
Get mad and it make me reveal
How I really feel
About the fucken streets
Court cases and probation
They’re Way to keep
Me off the streets
Got disease flooding
Like drugs in the streets
NIGGAS FUCK THEM DIRTY BITCHES
BUT GAVE ME DAP ON THE STREETS
RESPECT ME LIKE A SISTA CAUSE OF MY
KNUCCLE WORK ON THE STREETS
BUT WOULD LOVE TO WIFE THIS DIME
WITH respect from niggas
Cause I kept it real on the streets
The only realer mutherfucker
Was Pac
And that nigger died
Beefing through beats on the streets
That shit that made me
Ride or die for the streets
But now I wanna live
Not FUCK UP AND die on the streets
I wanna rhyme over beats
That you bump on the streets
I want niggers nodding
SIMUTANIOUSLY to my words
About how I came from the streets
Perfected my game
Gained a little weight
And came up outta the streets
Represented respected but retired
AND MADE IT outta THEM STREETS
MADE A WOMAN OF MYSELF
TO RHYME WITH INTELLEGENCE
OVER THIS BEAT ABOUT
HOW I LIVED AND CONCURENED
THEM STREETS AND THEN THIS BEAT
That’s how I feel about the streets

I THINK HE SAID FAV VERSE,NOT FAV. BOOK ;)
 

kronik12

ILLIEN
ill o.g.
DMX: Look thru my eyes VERSE 3

I bear my soul, niggas wouldn't dare, my role
Gives a nigga a heart of gold but with a hole
Lost all control, my shoulders hold a lot of weight
Just like first I'm sold an eight, then told it's not an eight
But then it's out of state, and it's too late for changes to be made
That's what I get for fucking with strangers in the shade
This is it, that nigga's got to give me a place
For the same reason that fate, chose to give me away
Take away hate, now I'm supposed to love the one that cursed me
The one that wouldn't give me a cup of water when I was thirsty
It was always his versus me, but now I gotta teach him
Personal feelings put aside, cuz now I gotta reach him
What I'd like to do is turn my head, like I don't know him
But it seems like I've been called on to show him
So I'ma show him
And if you never met me, then you've no right to judge me
I've got a good heart but this heart can get ugly
 

Eurydice

ILLIEN
ill o.g.
MYSELF

The Game

I take pride in the name
I got in the game
Which has brought me fame
Its a shame
Your lame
And you maintain
To train
Your brain
To complain
How your not the same
But you restrain
From keeping your people as a main
Then claim
You've always been down with the game
 

Cold Truth

IllMuzik Moderator
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Battle Points: 25
*sidenote, on the ras kass verse... dude read a book and just spit the book.........

my favorite verse would probably be common, a toss up between "hungry" and "respiration".
 
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PI$ToLPETE

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i cant call it

yo therez alot of hot verses but my favorites are jada-kiss on ''you'll see''.and Nas ''it aint hard to tell''. But i gotta lot more like Kiss on ''Run'' wit ghostface... it goes on and on. oh yea dat rza song where he's using all the actorz n entertainers namez in it. i forgot wut iz called but it on dat liquid sword album.
 
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The Bastard

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PI$ToLPETE said:
yo therez alot of hot verses but my favorites are jada-kiss on ''you'll see''.and Nas ''it aint hard to tell''. But i gotta lot more like Kiss on ''Run'' wit ghostface... it goes on and on. oh yea dat rza song where he's using all the actorz n entertainers namez in it. i forgot wut iz called but it on dat liquid sword album.
that songs by gza the name of it is fame

part of one of my fav jigga verses from the black album



What up B, they can't shut up me
Shut down I, not even P.E., I'ma ride
God forgive me for my brash delivery
But I remember vividly what these streets did to me
So picture me lettin these clowns nitpick at me
Paint me like a pickany
I will literally kiss T.T. in the forehead
Tell her please forgive me then squeeze until you full 'head
I'm not the one to score points off, in fact
I got a joint that'll knock yo' points off
Young, Hova the God, nigga blasphemy
I'm at the Trump International, ask for me
I ain't never scared, I'm everywhere you ain't never there
And nigga, why would I ever care?
Pound for pound I'm the best to ever come around here
Excludin nobody, look what I embody
The soul of a hustler, I really ran the street
A CEO's mind, that marketin plan was me
And no I ain't get shot up a whole bunch of times
Or make up shit in a whole bunch of lines
And I ain't animated like say I +Busta Rhymes+
But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines
Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times
Times that by my influence on pop culture
I'm supposed to be number one on everybody list
We'll see what happens when I no longer exist
 

M!nd_Ctrl

Posted Up
ill o.g.
Here's mine (I just copied and pasted the lyrics from a website so they might not be correct.):

2Pac - "Staring Through My Rearview"


"Multiple gunshots fill the block, the fun stops
Niggaz is callin cops, people shot, nobody stops
I wonder when the world stopped caring last night
Two kids shot while the whole block staring
I will never understand this society, first they try
to murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed
All my homies trying weed, now the little babies
crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will my enemies
flee when they see me, believe me
Even Thugs gotta learn to take it easy, listen
Through the intermissions search your heart for a plan
and we turnin Bad Boys to grown men, it's on again
I give a holla to my niggaz in the darkest corners
Roll a perfect blunt, and let me spark it for ya
One love from a thug nigga rollin with a posse
full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend
I'm seein nuttin but my dreams comin true
While I'm starin' at the world through my rearview."


Dope.


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woohff

ILLIEN
ill o.g.
I don't know. Eminem's "Just don't give a fuck" made me go crazy back in the day. It gives me weird vibes nowadays too, maybe beacuse I was feeling it a lot back in the day. As a verse it's quite pointless, but extremely crazy...
 
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