fuck it, I'll do it, Manifesto lyrics

[beautifulrock]

Tombstone Intro

I was chained in the dungeon
Bangin' bustin'
came from nothin' but hunger, pains, and sufferin'
dumped in a cage for pumpin'
A younger with hopes of becomin' a boss
runnin' a force
no respect for none of da laws
stuntin' because I'm in front of the broads
Some of y'all be talkin'
but avoid the confrontation
It's one of dem situations
that'll be hard to walk away from
Grown man, stone jam,
damn you taming a lion
broad day, blazin' the iron
Hallways but they survivin'
You gangsta, you lyin'
You fake and you hidin'
I destroy Bocce ball
You taste it and ride it
Made man with close ties to both sides
Known to get it and blow digit
If the hoe ride, fo' sho' right?
Broadband heavy hand,
hit you wit' the contraband
Wanted man, A-Alikes salute me as I walk the land
New nigga near the czar
The feeler raw
No appealing the charge
Catch a bad hand
watch who dealin' the cards
I speak from the heart
You reek from the start
I be sleepin' with sharks
You be briefin' the NARCs
Give me reason to start
I be eatin' your heart
I'm a beast with the bar
You'll be bleedin' 'He's stuck!'

[beautifulrock]

The Champion

You never will conquer the champion

I stream
Machine Gun Funk
Trunk slayer
Major Payne
game hunter
Summertime shine,
mind controller
hold da crowd still
hilltop dweller
Sell the Garden out,
HouseGang
chain, cuban link
blink lose shoes
you could never wear,
Stare hard
God rise above
love hate
Make your choice,
voice like Luther
future hall of famer
came a long way
Stay fly,
I soldier
Ayatollah Airbender
send a chill,
drill sarge
hard bottom
Got em hooked,
took my time
grind heavy
ready for the world
Girl breeze
he's too experienced

Been a Don
avalon size
Wise to it
do it like
Nike type gritty
city boy
Noyd Never
better recognize
eyes of a tiger,
the firebreather
he the truth son
...The Champion

This is Ruger rap
clap clips
strips buzzin'
cousin got the
spot ablaze
J's Crisp
this how I'm styin'
Island of Stat
Blackhawk
Walk wit me
fifty cal flow
Blow the roof
youth learn
burn unit
truist pop it
watch it work
Purp's smokin'
token rappin'
catch a tidal wave
slave to the rhythm
Give em hell
Bell ringer
Springer show
throw a chair
air it out
doubt Deck
Check ya pulse
folks, witness history

rewritin' the script
Switch it on em'
taught em how
Nows a new day
SAY WHAT?
Clutch shoota
through the storm
calm bomb
arm dangerous
spit game
flame throwa
Cobra commander
Pandemonium
It's only him
Swim with the sharks
spark light
nightbreed
seed planter
camara flash
cash only
homey and not jam til
the band done
...The Champion

[beautifulrock]

Born Survivor

(Cormega)

They say God don't like ugly
Blessing are upon us
Bush hated niggas
Now the president's a brotha
Whether you in a gutta
or ya residence enormous
That shit don't matter
when death around the corner
Before ya book of life ends
recognize the author
All praise due
Things you do bring Karma
Ya seeds shouldn't need
cuz you beefin' wit baby mama
Will be the one you need
when police raid the corner
ain't nuttin but niggaz frontin'
shitty drugs and drama
Girls who want Prada
Women who want powder
children are more violent
from livin' with less guidance
and don't learn respect
til they fit in with old timers
You walk the same path
now they road is wiser
A quiet man's a giant
when the code is silence
Speaks volumes
Loud dudes ain't always liver
My city never sleep
I'm a born survivor

[Obama sample]

(Inspectah Deck)

I slanged base and that powder too
team was the wildest crew
I seen what a dolla do
Broke nights, fiend for a pot of food
lean on the block rude
CREAM got it poppin' too
and they don't stop to git it git it
Fo' shots will wet'cha fitted
Fo' cops will get aquitted
I roll dolo
I don't ask for love
Niggas be actin up
afterwards packin' slugs
every hood got heaters
many generals defeated
heavy metal pop frequent
the world crazy foul
How we supposed to raise a child
Face a trial
Bail over eighty thou-
In the street life
you can't playa haze
make the pain clear
eight days the same stare
so mama say a prayer
cuz I'm out there
I'ma keep talkin' 'til they hear

[Obama sample]

(Inspectah Deck)

I thought the block was all there was to life
Surfin' on the drug site (ZOMBIES)
Meetin' up at nights
and I got tired of roamin' halls
Got wise to protocols
and I got mines with no regards
So all I know is all I show
So all I see before I go
That all I am is the truth
With his land and his roof
Overhead and his roots to the future fruits
Worth more than your Gucci boots
I ain't trashin' fashion, I like to do me too
Still I'm quick to pop it off
With the model broad or with the molotovs
Like rocks at ya tank
Might make me take the safety off
deposit in ya bank like
You see me? I'm Major
I told this story to a class of 9th graders
They sayin' fuck school we some fly gangstas
I gave em something that could change they life later

[Obama]

"That's a message we need to send!"

[beautifulrock]

This is it

I came in game,
Young nigga bangin' for fame
In the process stakin' my claim
and I train like Leonidas' son
The fire and sun
the blood sweat and tears grindin for ones
nearly died for it, cried for it
hustle and flow
Wife and the seed competin' wit' my love of the dough
The hunger it burns I wonder they yearn
They tried skippin' my turn
This time muthafucks gon' learn
Bout the rap gereral rebel
I stack regular revenue
Globally local mogul
vocally soldier hold you
Dude fakin' and frontin'
You just say that you want it
I'm the next Nike ad, greatness is nothing
Who run it? I'm comin'
I can't won't don't stop gunnin'
Til the dough stop comin'
Til the hoes stop stuntin'
Label it a rap, case closed no discussion
I'm back to the block
Got the whole spot dumbin'


I hear plenty barkin'
got the semis sparkin'
It's my time, this is it, like I'm Kenny Loggins
Empty cartidge like Hannibal AT
stop me? Wake out'cha daydream
Stay out the way please
before ya have ya facin' like eighteen
It's gotta be, then let it be
I'm straight and I'm state greens
I been through it all still I'm stuck in the mud
eatin' good livin' right, still them fuckas 'll judge
Like a nigga can't get no breaks
When I hit, make the Bricks go ape
Cuz i spit cocaine
and I'm leanin' 'em
Blue coats is beamin' 'em
Rollin wit' the team and 'em
But really few folks are seen wit' 'em
Y'all better mark my words
Before it's all said and done
I'ma stun ya like Spock and Kirk
Honor the rep, UD's Donny and Fes
BC, Fist banger straight body the set

I even the odds
I'm bleedin' I'm scarred
A nickel bag in the park, believe I'm involved
I'm on everything cuz I ain't feelin' a job
Ya boy Deck's a king keep it realer than y'all
Oh Slick keep it true, ya watchin' like the streets'll do
hip hop is fallin' apart, Deck, he's the glue
haters get off me, ya sinkin' my ship
fixin' ya lips yappin like you thinkin' he slip
I got a million niggaz thinkin' he's sick
A million kids thinkin' he rich
a million bitches think he the shit
You think it's a game
laugh when you leakin' in pain
speakin' my name
Hater I'm the reason you came

[beautifulrock]

Luv Letter

[Intro]

Hey wassup baby
I need you to sit down for a minute
Relax ya feet
I keep a eye on-a dinner
Sumptin I been wantin' to say for a minute
so just listen

(Inspectah Deck)

I'm just sittin' here pourin' my heart
Even though, usually about now I be tourin' wit' the gods
Playa status like I'm MJ, scorin' wit' the broads
My love for you is deep, a little more than what is called
So how am I at fault? We both got issues
I miss you on the road but at home I fight with you
At times I might be tight wit'chu
Take my life before I hit you
Situation difficult to get through
You is just concerned with all the bitches in my face
I was just concerned with all the riches in my face
Grown man so these bitches know they place
I know it's no love cuz yo they fuckin' diff'rent niggaz every day
Couldn't wait to hit the crib and see ya face
If only for one night the sunlight's gleaming in our face
No love without pain
I still love you the same, we still share the same love for the game
and so...

[chorus x2]

(Ms. Whitney)

Baby, I just gotcha love letter
I'm trying to do better cuz now I know better
I'm gon' hold ya down I'm gon' stay strong
You gave me the world so I ain't gonna do ya wrong

(Inspectah Deck)

There'd be days when you call I'm on stage
Text messenging all in a rage
You think I'm foolin' around
But the truth is I'm movin' around
LA yesterday to the bay next stop Chi-town
Rarely get a chance to lie down
Snatchin' paper with the fly sound
All to hold you and I down
When the going got rough you ain't jump up and leave
But if you did, wouldn't be so tough to believe
Cuz I know I put'cha through it
Woman like you, you just trooped it
Girlfriends calling you foolish
Hang on in there girl cuz when I'm finished
We gon' live it to the limit, I'ma give you the world
Jus' sayin' that it's you on my mind
I wish I was there but I gotta stay true to my grind
Coast to coastlines strollin the curve
Kiss the kids for me baby I'll be home on the third

[chorus x2]

(Fes Taylor)

You told me stay off the block
But still held me down when a nigga got knocked
Yeaaauhh
You brought me clean drawers and socks
On the dance floor dry sneakers and top
It's like my pen be the heart, ink be the blood
I know ya mama pissed that you fell for a thug
I can't wait to give you kisses and hugs
Just to be right near you
Wishin I was, missin' ya love
so close but there's so much distance between us
So I call collect long distance hopin' you pick up
I know the gods try holla,
but I'm that nigga still test the world, get dollas
Survive wit me mama release date soon
Said I'll prob'ly test the streets around the middle of June
Can't wait to get you undressed
PS sincerely yours always
My Ma Love Fes

[Outro]

(Ms. Whitney)

baby...

[Jin10304]

Gotta Bang

[Intro: ?]
Yo man, like you see all of them creeps over there man?
And you know they ain't cool cuz you know they gonna want some static

[Kurupt]
I just might slap ya bitch and strip her clothes
For fun, and pull out guns like Axle Rose
Undermine me, and see your future dissipate
Right in front of yo eyes, ain't no surprise
Cuz I leave you fucked up, laid out, dilated
Pupils, everybody you with, all pupils
Poodles to pit bulls, quiet as cougars
Maneuvers, silent, violent shooters
Get involved in this tangle, try me mane
And I'ma hit you so many times I'll be damed
If your homies don't feel it, yo mama too
I kno about your block and where we bring the drama to
I'm more than set, I'm set and more
And I said it before with the choppers, I'm war
Thug illegal for a ??? to start poppin them thangs
Before you say another word, tryin to talk and explain

[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
Niggas wanna shout my name, best believe we got to bang
Squeeze off, pop them thangs, yes indeed we bout them thangs
I walk my talk, I'm a boss, I leave you out your frame
Haters wanna block my game, don't twist it, it's not no game

[Inspectah Deck]
Yo, I'm still on top of the game, nd the thrill's still hotter than flame
What I spill cause drama to brains, and I ?still drop bombs on ya lane?
Killa Hill, still honor the name, the drill's still more of the same
More portion to gain, I'm rock bottom, no problem to bang
Beyond locks, son got em in chains
He knock on them chains, he on the block where they're poppin them thangs
Six figure wide ride, broads be flier than dimes
She like the iron, she be right be my side
Reason why she be liver than guys
Niggas plot your demise
Shake your hand, look you right in your eyes
I only fuck with heads I can trust
The usual suspects, the next up, Deck and Kurupt
Get your neck cut messin with us, the weapons'll bust
Your best bet, just step to the cut

[Chorus]

[Billy Danze]
Yo, why would I change my persona, nigga, if it helped me to grow?
Helped me to glow, helped me to help you niggas know
Helped me to show you niggas I'm the same OG
From when the Wu came through like (suuuuu) in the streets
When Tha Dogg Pound drops sounds that you couldn't believe
I'm on the grounds, lead spray painting M.O.P.
(What now?) We ghetto mosh pit in this bitch
Nigga I don't gang bang, but I'll bang a gang you you mothafuckas
I'm tryin to tell you why I'm legit
Nigga I will bang bang until I break a spring in the mothafucka
I'm with it all day, I get love from Brownsville
From Stapleton to Crenshaw to Long Way
So nigga ya'll play and you'll get tossed around
Cuz I'm focused now and I'm with the bosses now, put your pocus down
And if a faggot bitch get one in his abdomen, you know I'm back around

[Chorus]

[Outro: ?]
And they jumped me, you understand?
I didn't see any niggas, they all crawled up on me
You understand? Fuck it, You're ???
Cuz I don't wanna get stabbed in my back or nothin
All niggas get stabbed or shot in my back
But dig this, I want em got, I want em layin out

[beautifulrock]

PSA

I'ma push it to the limits like Manny and Tone
Like somebody carry him home
Deeper than Barry's tome
My young one handed a chrome
I fuck it up, you be hearin' the moans
Feelin' the jones
dude do it smooth as Kalhua
and you thought you was the future
you is the loser
Me? I'm medulla schooler
This just usual manuever
I'm cool as the cooler
With the heart of a champ
So to fail's not part of the plan
I just started to dance
King of Pop, moonwalkin' they ass
Gettin' dirty like part of the sand man
Pump up the jam, cuz the track's Godzilla
Way beyond monster, half bar killa
Charge with the crashbar smash y'all iller
Camouflage large hard head Park Hillaaaaugh

I'm wild like Clifton Powell
Grammar tight like Vanna White hands how I flip the vowel
Give it up son, lift ya towel
shoot like a pitch just missed off the bat
I'ma hit ya foul
Just bow when you face the great
Y'all skatin' on thin ice so INS raised the stakes
Fuck around I'm on nature's stage
Undadogz run the yard AKA doomsday brigade
They say I am not a gangsta
I am not a rapper
but nigga my response shots flyin' at ya Jaguar
Snitchin' in ya song, stop lyin' bout ya swagger
Poppin' shit now, hear him cryin' bout it after
I'm a different claw from them
When I toss the blend
heads spin like Porshe rims
When I talk sure to cause a trend
When I scorch the lens
I got the whole world walkin' in

[Jin10304]

/\ one of my favorite tracks

[beautifulrock]

TRUE

[Intro]

(Meshel)

Oh na na na na na na no
I will stay true
we will make we will make it through
I know that yeah

(Inspectah Deck)

It's like everyday bullets over broadway
pumpin' out the hallway for small change
This is how we live
It's pop city ditty gritty bop
got the glock wit' me
shots if you not wit' me
This is what we give

Born by the liquor store
Used to hit the store for mister George
Where them players and them pimps trick da whores
Saw the dope tracks, I sold crack
Phone taps from Kojack
The old trap, send a fiend through before your home's jacked
Chrome clap, choppin through the gate door
Killas can't escape war
get rich or die, tryin' to make more
corner store cop me a four with da egg an' cheese
Hancock in evergreen stop cop from messin' deez
Young me used to Willy the block
Mountain bike Nike dunks skunk phillies and gwop
I watched the older heads shake those dice
Same night, watched 'em
pull out the guage when he aced out twice
I mean everybody searching for the same thing
tryin' to make a name ring and claim king
The lifestyle the game bring
Sick whips linens and crocs
Thick women in flocks
or just the cell block and prisoners pop

[chorus]

(Meshel, *Inspectah Deck*)

People change like seasons do
*People change like the weather*
You know I always stay true
*Stay true Stay you*
*It's like everyday bullets over broadway*
Though this life ain't promised to you
*pumpin' out the hallway for small change
This is how we live
It's pop city ditty gritty bop*
In the hardest times we'll make it through
*got the glock wit' me
shots if you not wit' me
This is sixteen*

(Inspectah Deck)

And I hit the ave with a brick
Smash with the chicks
dip fast on the dicks
zip bag full of nicks
I was bad on the strip
Deuce deuce in the booth
blue goose with the troops
fruit juice and a loose
on the roof with the city on watch
got that brown bag of chocolate
from up top fifty a pop
since the OG's told me how to get me a knot
since then it's been impossible to get me to stop
In the Pj's where the fiends stay leanin' for days
And the V stay clean blades gleam in the rays
Where the G's play, they don't need a reason to blaze
and the D's stay schemin' to take me to the cage
cuz I'm livin' it deep in this life
and I'ma love it alive cuz any time Grymm Reaper could strike
Another homicide it's side by they son got it
same corner where his father died
hard to hear his mama cry

[chorus]

(Meshel, *Inspectah Deck*)

People change like seasons do
*My people, this is for the struggle*
Through it all I will stay true
*It's not for the ballers, it's for the struggle*
No this life ain't promised to you
*You know our (?) is not guaranteed*
In the hardest times we'll make it through
*You gon' ride You gon' live
Hold ya head up*

[angry!]

brock all hate aside you the man for this!!!!!!!!!

deck killed this album, this thread will force niggas to recognize!!!!!!

got a few corrections i spotted at the top of the champion if you wanna edit...

I scream
Machine Gun Funk
Trunk slayer
Major Payne

thanks for doing this!!!!!!

[BGS]

propz and repped!

[beautifulrock]

brock all hate aside you the man for this!!!!!!!!!

deck killed this album, this thread will force niggas to recognize!!!!!!

got a few corrections i spotted at the top of the champion if you wanna edit...

I scream
Machine Gun Funk
Trunk slayer
Major Payne

thanks for doing this!!!!!!trunk is right, scream doesn't appear to be. I listened about 30 times and I hear stream, like streaming video. Machine Gun Funk is a song so it would make a little more sense. I dunno, we'll see what other heads think.

[beautifulrock]

We Get Down

[chorus x2]

You know how we get down, we get down
Whenever we come round, it goes down

(Inspectah Deck)

Housegang Undagog Do it for pay
Would tell ya killa rumors but it's true what they say
Yo what they say>?
He be poppin like he usin' a K
UD's Urban I another usual day
You can see me on G street twirlin' a kush
Prime time nigga roll with a circle of crooks
break bread with my G's they be servin it good
what's the time what's the reason what's the word in the hood?
I be movin' so you know I got an ear to the block
Heard a voice then all that I could hear was the shots
Killa Hills!
The badlands where the cops
when you get pop jus' when you nearin' the top
INS I been there lived it and done it
Still grind though I comb through the city for hundreds
still shine though the kid stay gritty and love it
He ain't that nigga you can get it for nothin'
Hey!

[chorus x2]

SI-NY crossin' the water
See stony get that head cracked four and a quarter
Big unit picture this corner to corner
Gettin Gwop See my thought'll cost more than Kimora
Two steppin' to the G fiend real with his sting
True heads represent cuz they feelin' the king
Pop a bottle Daddy start doin' his thing
While the goons in the bathroom stealin' ya bling
Man don't take it personal, it's only the business
All or nothing INS know me to get it
Oak dash stone driveway linoleum kitchen
Big plasma with the game on rogue in my slippers
The shit that I'm on they ain't market it yet
Sick maid with the swift blade honor my rep
New Jack city Nino nigga growin up fast
Get tossed off the forth floor right in the trash

[chorus x2]

[beautifulrock]

The Big Game

[Intro]

(Inspectah Deck)

Yea, major players in the game
Still swingin'
I'm up to bat again
Y'all already know
Barry Bonds Flow
Outta the park wit' it

[chorus]

(AC)

You run through the competition
They treat you like a champ when ya winnin' and ya
Make it to the big game
Live and a pile of riches
fly bitches chain frigid when ya
Make it to the big game
Big money big money big fame fame
Spot packed out and the fans entertained
They like me
We go hard when we play
But that's how the fuck you get to
Make it to the big game

(Inspectah Deck)

Early on the paper route
Blood on my hands Cannons and lasers out
Cool as a fan standing in Satan's house
*Show 'em* What my name about
Bossin' myself turnin' ya lady out
Talk is cheap *shut up* Pay me now
Hands on the dice work stoppin' ya bank
Shorty ya life work
Comic view rap makin' my side hurt
Talent's in the mic worse
Drama the reg. feel like my life cursed
Down to go out, what's the price worth
Seats leanin' with the ride held tight
In the BM dub Gina with the Roswell lights
I spit gem stars splittin' ya dome
and I double up everything
heavy swing bringin' 'em home
So I'm sittin' like a king on the throne
Like I used to be the right hand
Now I got a thing of my own
Showin love for all my ringers home
quotin' my name you niggas been a clone
Homey can't swing in my zone

[chorus]

(Raekwon)

Revolvers with the lazy eye
Late for my play flaming crazy fly
school the tip off jump in the baby I
More papers lil' niggaz All of us jawbreakers
It's on, Vaticans in action and all ages
All my team's armored
from all the way to bulletproof socks
Hit me in the calf it's no option
I won't fold destined to make bail
Call up my Norfolk niggas tip that bill
we can't play jail
No time for Ricos kids egos
Fucked up the game
that's like stickin' your eye next to the peep hole
The next generation of dumb niggas
we break a leg-a-see these bum niggas got invaded by slum niggas
All mine battlin' We gon' battle for mansions
branchin' in more bottles of Gallo
A villian slash gentleman
blowin' with nine thousand Indians
I'm the chief this the millenium

[chorus]

(Inspectah Deck)

After all that I been through
critiquing all that the kid do
The moral though, I'ma continue
We hungry son you ain't seen gully
You Wesley at the Carter
New Jack City you G. Money
I beast money feet stay fresh up the runway
Hotter than a summer day sun ray
I must say...truth like a bible page
twenty fo' sev' night or day
Twenty four heads at you right away
Play maker A-Gamer sell the house out
silence a naysayer throw a shout out
to all my major players
Deck take it outta the park
Barry Bonds stance
Then wanna damn, is his performance enhanced?
Rumble in the jungle blind to the pressure see son's cool
Million to one odds he come through
I leave ya trunk loot holdin' ya head
stuck off the one two
turn up the game, I just begun to

[beautifulrock]

Tombstone interlude

Still runnin' your mouth
gun in your mouth
Why you wanna start shit
with the hardest known
Bad to the bone
Fuck shit up regardless
Modern day martyr
larger than your dollar bill
numerous groups are faded
the die hards holla still
*Killa killa hill*
Still build and destroy the track
Deal is the boy is back
Y'all killin' the thrill
Ideal in the field, walk my talk,
talk revealin' the real
I do it for the smoke and heard
those who feel what I feel
and I won't let up the pressure,
til the pipes bust the mic's dust
Strike up the cash man
I'll catch you when my flight touch
and don't play with the king
and don't play in the ring
The body shots brutal
leave you lames in a sling
Now get ya tombstone
before you moved on
before ya bird get
distracted by the blue stone
Son is a beast come from the East
the mogul keeps it global
mountain mover pounds of Buddha
servin' the streets the soul food
many'll come, few are chosen,
few are hopin', few opposin'
dude is jokin til the Ruger smoked him,
exposed him
It's part of the game
cats who hate rap callin' my name
for that morphine flow
break a needle off in ya vein

[beautifulrock]

9th Chamber part 2

Deck / Angry Deck

The real hip hop is over here x3

Blue and white / yankee fit-
HG / they the shit
A-list / the basics
the basement / the greatest hits
prototype / sho' ya right
high roller type / fly overnight phenom
recon / soldier type
In the streets / been a beast
industry / entity
the remedy / my chemistry
is synergy / it's meant to be
INS / Max Payne
pump through / the track vein
Make a move / act strange
fold 'em like / back pain
Black bang / break em down
guns don't / make a sound
thirty eight / gauge appear
everybody / gangsta now
I'ma ride / I don't hide
get mine / bottom line
Big time / papa shine
stop mine / you out your mind
B twelves / homey dubs
females / show me love
Stunting son? / Know he was
blunted son? / Know he buzzed
Quarter G / fresh kicks,
quarter P / fresh piff
Corner don / what I'm on
always be / that next shit

[chorus]

(Nas sample *Inspectah Deck*)

Pay homage, respect, acknowledge the rep
Niggas is this and that, I'm just the best
*Honor the vets, still causing a threat
Knocking heads, no problem to Deck*
Pay homage, respect, acknowledge the rep
Niggas is this and that, I'm just the best
*I'm INS, brave heart in my chest
I don't follow, I don't mob with the rest*

Killa Bee / Part 3
RP / Trilogy
Heartbeat / feeling me
Pa be / still a G
Mosh pit / mob shit
bomb like / Saddam hit
Armed with / the hottest shit
Human Torch / arsonist
Burn baby / burn it down
two step / turn around
Ooh Deck / hurt 'em now
Park Hill / murder town
Stat boy that boy's /
lord on the track boy, you roy on your back, boy, you 'nnoyed off the fact, boy
Franken-rhyme / monster mash
napalm / bomb the mass
Blaze a line / bong of hash
stay calm / start to spaz
Hit 'em hard / hit 'em up
heads nod / listen up
Split a dutch / bitch what
this is us / get in touch
Concrete / jungle-list
stomp beats / thunderous
From on the streets / busting clips
to palm trees / loving it
Your highness / survivalist
wireless / pirate
My shit / ride for this
the cure for this / virus

[chorus]

[beautifulrock]

Really Real

[intro]

(Carlton Fisk)

Hey yo, go against Housegang and handle the wall
In the streets we ain't askin' who you handlin' for
weigh my hand have y'all faggot niggas huggin' the floor
Scarface shower scene angel blood and a chainsaw
shells hit ya car tear ya frame off
Beef got ya covered like ya faggot niggas wide as a steak sauce
What you think I bought all these lines of H for?
Shotgun pellets have me dumpin ya face boy
Baby it's jungle I got animal taste for
Real estate, cars, plus keepin' my safe full
Live banger Donnie cash catchin' a caseful
Duck tape ya face then empty ya safe all
Soldiers got more than eight balls
You just a running back play the front line with hand offs
Carlton Fisk ready for the standoff
Fi' hundred grand's half a man watch me ?get that man off?

(Fes Taylor)

Yeah real shit we tryin' get a meal quick
Son try block shots right after the steel click
click go and getcha clique, crew, squad, bring 'em through
I'm so soulful flow like a singer do
some bitches love me, I live like a swinger too
Niggas scared to play in the game, I brought some ringers through
Go ahead say my name the type to look for drama
I snatch your chain, test out your body armor
My reputation like Jeffery Dahmer I eat niggas
You runnin' wit' rappers I get money with street niggas
I put fire to leech niggas,
gasoline homey with cheap liquor, Burn unit see the picture *fire*
See a Sai S-I chief in Thai
Rest in peace LI, Cut 'em like a pizza pie
I need paper, cop cars I don't even drive
I am not a rapper nah I don't even rhyme *nah*
speak true life stories in song format
So I use these fake ass rappers like they was doormats *yup yup*
Taylor put in work, no W-2's
so I don't file taxes I just hustle my way through

[chorus]

(Inspectah Deck)

Born with the struggle used to hustle for crumbs
fillin' blunts in the building front thuggin' for ones
full clips fly nicks dimes something to pump
whole clique's fly whips dimes nuthin' to son
city boy on the corner I was so involved
So the drama I embraced it with open arms
tryin' to shake the pain hopin' I could break the chains
every day the same who am I to make a change?
Will my niggas risk it all just to play the game
and the youngers goin' through it tryin' to play the same
through the rain through the fire handcuffed by desire
Cynthia's son forgive me for the sins that I've done

[chorus]

Stop the real really, you only feel me
if you walk the same road, talk the same code
still dwellin' in the hell and find the time to make a home
The few who escape are tryin'find a safer zone
I ain't waitin' for Obama ,never doubted him, I'm proud of him
He real, He'll spend a couple million in the housin' 'en
Seein' is believin', my vision is blurred
Cuz I ain't seen nothin' I heard Really nuttin' but words
The bottom line I'm still stuck to the curb
Sky high but it wasn't for Sherm, Really nuttin' but herbs
I risk it all for the cause, even if it's war with the law I won't pause
I can't won't don't stop, I ain't got a off switch
Dyin' tryin' to live it just to get a small part of it
My squad is sick, type that you don't want problems with
Rollin' like seventy Mack trucks, What's stoppin' it?

[chorus]

[Outro]

[beautifulrock]

Serious Rappin'

(Termanology)

It's the aura
Don't break or take orders
I drink holy water they follow me like the Torah
Gettin' tore up four months out in Europe
Deck told me term Yorva don't curl up
We makin' chedda' out dis smokin on some leather couches
Stretchin' out's has been about this, break baking coke mountains
From LA town to Staten to Boston to Manhattan, this is what you call serious rappin'
The serial scratchin' murder material is a ratchet fearin' the blackness
seek a soul drift in when you passin'
I gotta be a thug angel smokin' angel dust
who can I trust I'ma bust til my stainless rust
The devil harm me til my pillow soakin' wet and steamin'
I see the demons are creepin' in my biblical teachin'
So Just remember if my next to split, catch a clip
catch a ditch, that I wrecked this shit with Inspectah Deck

[sample scratches]

(Inspectah Deck)

Cold blooded like Rick in his prime
You can see me prime time at the top spot sittin' with Shyne
I leave em' froze like they sniffin' a line
While they bitchin' an' cryin' you find me always in position to climb
I swing like Serena hard as Medina
street could be the beast-a keep mamacitas muy bonita
I breathe ether 1-0-3 fever
spread through recievers and effect the true believers
Murda raps spray at ya dome *The killa's still lurkin'*
Kill the lights, hang up the phone
He a gangsta, claimin he bold
real loud with the crowd, but I doubt you can bang on your own
I earned my stripes, I burn fo' life
I turned your wife, I turned to strife, you heard me right
I learn to fight, I work the night, I splurge the price
I swerve on vice, My word I'm nice

[sample scratches]

(Planet Asia)

Seen it all scenery post war poison takes space so
Meanwhile Casino we was gamblin'
Bowtie cigar sit drench
Cake splash and that's my alibi
the outfit's flavor so taste fashion
Handmade hankerchiefs bottles poppin' but I don't drink
fuck it since we celebratin' I'ma take a sip
blacked down couple of killas who never backed down
trapper clapper max splash burgandy backgrounds
extension of tradition that's passed down
murderous math watch me duffle bag a couple of stacks now
At the bottom with mean face, Bottlin' anger
'Til I got walkin' out of that dream state
Reality is a must, my durag dynasty is the gold rush
Gold chain military is the soldiers Low and behold us
The poisonous ring promoters of the cobra
planet Asia medallions the fuckin Shogun

[beautifulrock]

Do What You Gotta

I ride til I'm through with the case, through the days
used to waste, niggaz talk til they blue in the face
been struggin' is nothin' to me, come and see
I get it in like Kobe at the buzzer for three
When I'm gone better twenty one gun it
Thousand dollar bottles pop, one of the best that ever done it
broke nights comin' with dumbest
sportin' a four four I bought off a fiend for seven hundred
New faces screw facin' niggas from a distance
One time wait to take a nigga through the system
I ain't got time to play, I hit the globe on roam
I'm still home a million miles away
and I grind so my seeds can eat
sometimes I let my eyes close and I daydream of sleep
and if I should die before I wake, then before my wake
hit my wifey off with all my cake
Til then, I'ma live it up, pop corks and split a dutch
walkin on the wild side, just to get a rush
Y'all better get in touch, laws ain't shit to us
Everyone I know is god earth king crip or blood
little nigga listen up
I know you lovin' the life and livin' it fly so how you can't get enough
Son said who gives a fuck
They see I'm makin' my bread escapin' the Feds so why should I give it up?

[chorus]

Ain't nuttin' left to do but
hold myself down in these streets and
if I feel like niggas test me
I'ma reach out for my piece and
I don't run from confrontation
I myself I keep it true
When it comes to gettin' paper
I'ma do what I gotta do

seen million dolla niggas fall flat on they face
best friends, co-defendants, how you rat on ya ace?
scramblers chase, the blood money, hammers on wait
just to trick it on a chick with the candles and lace
believe it it's real, we all out fiendin' for mil's
fools shot up on the block, left him bleedin' and still
nothing worse than power in the hands of fools
they play the game but they don't understand the rules
yo, you should understand the jewels
I got my life on the line There's a fifty fifty chance to lose
Hey yo my due, is bigger than me,
but as the story go, Why buy the cow when you get it for free
To make a living, it's either death or state prison
Deck jus' ain't quittin', either rep or stay hidden
Y'all know the motto, hollow points follow you home
Al Capone cats swallow the chrome
You get blown back outta ya zone like pow to the dome
so watch ya mouth get mono ya tone
Son I ate wit' the greatest, stayed with the latest
I for I boss ain't wit' the favors
I lay where they murk all day where broad day I say
flames will disperse y'all way, Y'all play
Deep inside the game wise guys die fo they name
While the organized minds stay quietly paid

[chorus]

[beautifulrock]

Crazy

[chorus x2]

[chipmunk'd sample]

I know it's crazy
I know it's crazy but you never turn away

It's foul it street, criminal in the street
little child runnin' wild, struck down in street
I'm strapped for the brawl story of the hood
it was written you can read it in the graph on the walls
As long as cash is involved they blast for the cause
and you better break bread or you askin' for war
tryna' to come out da hood, pray for him, Cuz he would
put the gun down if he somehow could
Baby being born, teenage mother
Fly baby boy found laying in a dumpster?
She couldn't bare the load, she begged for forgiveness
Because it's just tears her soul
And the world so cold, world so bold
Gotta make it so my boy and baby girl grow old
Hold my head cuz I could be the nigga in the news
Stressed cuz I need these figures for this food

I want a better life for my children, I'm buildin'
I'm voting for Barack, I just hope they don't kill him
I'm bugging off the government, they bugging off the fact
That the next pres, gonna be a woman or a black
I"m sure what's in store, ain't cater to the poor
And I bet many more won't make it through the storm
But I take it will be strong, we face harder hard ships
Labeled me, low class, treated like I'm garbage
Still I stand tall, rising like a phoenix from the ash
My life tryna' see it if I can
Cuz to me it's all I have, no I wouldn't trade it
I just meet you on the other side, homey, if I make it
It's why I'm bigger on the grind
I'm so close to the edge, cuz I live on the line, and
Mankind's heading for the worst
We gonna end the world if God don't get to us first

My man just lost his job
And he was down three, so, now he forced to rob
He was good til he caught the charge
Trying to live that American dream, a three car garage
Man, it's hard and a ways to go
You can't run from it, cuz there's no place to go
And there's no face you know
And there's no cake to blow, and there's no space to grow

[beautifulrock]

Gotta Bang

[Intro]

Yo man, like you see all of them creeps over there man?
And you know they ain't cool cuz you know they gonna want some static

(Kurupt)

I just might slap ya bitch and strip her clothes
For fun, and pull out guns like Axl Rose
Undermine me, and see your future dissipated
Right in front of yo eyes, ain't no surprise
Cuz I leave you fucked up, laid out, dilated
Pupils, everybody you with, all pupils
Poodles, we pit bulls, quiet as cougars
Maneuvers, silent, violent shooters
Get involved in this tangle, try me mayne
And I'ma hit you so many times I'll be damed
If your homies don't feel it, yo mama too
I kno about your block and where we bring the drama to
I'm more than set, I'm set and more
And I said it before with the choppers, I'm war
Thug illegal for it best to start a poppin them thangs
Before you say another word, tryin to talk and explain

[Chorus]

(Inspectah Deck)

Niggas wanna shout my name, best believe we got to bang
Squeeze off, pop them thangs, yes indeed we pop them thangs
I walk my talk, I'm a boss, I leave you out your frame
Haters wanna block my game, don't twist it, it's not no game

(Inspectah Deck)

Yo, I'm still on top of the game,
and the thrill's still hotter than flame
What I spill cause drama to brains,
and I bill drop bomb on ya lanes
Killa Hill, still honor the name,
the drill's still more of the same
More portion to gain,
I'm rock bottom, no problem to bang
Beyond locks, son got em in chains
He knock on them chains,
he on the block where they're poppin them thangs
Six figure wide ride, broads be flier than dimes
She like the iron, she be right be my side
Reason why she be liver than guys
Niggas plot your demise
Shake your hand, look you right in your eyes
I only fuck with heads I can trust
The usual suspects, the next up, Deck and Kurupt
Get your neck cut messin with us,
the weapons'll bust Your best bet, just step to the cut

[Chorus]

(Billy Danze)

Yo, why would I change my persona, nigga,
if it helped me to grow? Helped me to glow,
helped me to help you niggas know
Helped me to show you niggas
I'm the same OG From when the Wu came through like
*SUUUUUUUU* in the streets
When Tha Dogg Pound drops sounds that you couldn't believe
I'm on the grounds, lead spray painting M.O.P.
*What now?* We ghetto mosh pit in this bitch
Nigga I don't gang bang, but I'll bang a gang you you mothafuckas
I'm tryin to tell you why I'm legit
Nigga I will bang bang until I break a spring in the mothafucka
I'm with it all day, I get love from Brownsville
From Stapleton to Crenshaw to Long Way
So nigga ya'll play and you'll get tossed around
Cuz I'm focused now and I'm with the bosses now, put your parkas down
And if a faggot bitch get one in his abdomen, you know I'm back around

[Chorus]

[Outro movie sample]

And they jumped me, you understand?
I didn't see any niggas, they all crawled up on me
You understand? Fuck it, You're just disgrace
Cuz I don't wanna get stabbed in my back or nothin'
All niggas get stabbed or shot in my back
But dig this, I want em got, I want em layed out

[beautifulrock]

The Bad Apple

[Chorus x2]

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan
It's Staten, It's Staten, It's Staten, It's Staten

(Inspectah Deck)

I'm from New York City, birthplace of the gritty
Dog eat dog, only jakes willing to work with me
Watch your back 'fore they lace your syzurp with a mickey
Bodies'll burn like dub sacks of purple sticky
Kojaks developing Kodaks of your meeting engagements
The young guns put pressure on the made men
The fiends, they'll cap you for your package
The mass act savage, little sis selling her ass and tits
Your best friend'll send shots to wet ya
The badlands, hammers on the waistband, the regular
Trapped in this hood dwelling, selling five and dime
Cuz ain't 9 to 5 for two-time felons
And little man wanna be just like me
The saddest thing, he just might be
We're the livest, Christiopher Walken, King of New York, and
Resort to talking when the heater's on him, grieving on him

[Chorus x2]

(Inspectah Deck)

Ol' blue eyes said, you make it here, you make it anywhere
Drug wars for every square, bloodsport, the semi's air
Now watch where you walk through, watch who you talk to
Watch the young Gotti's, they'll off you
It's like the mafia plot
The fishermen they find more bodies then cops
But the shots don't stop tryna' get it get it
Inside where the broads and the ballers kick it
Big city lights, whips, chicks and ice
You live it, you victim to them sick gritty types
Drooling with their tongues out, guns out, spraying clips
Who lay in the pits and pray for a taste of it
If you can sleep you awaken by the loud sound
Of barking chrome, sound foul but I call it home
So keep heat when on the roam, speak brief when on the phone
In these mean streets you all alone

[Chorus x2]

[Come Honor Face]

I gotta say that even though this thread is kinda disturbing, I do really appreciate your effort Rock. Thanks for the lyrics. Are you on house arrest or something?

[beautifulrock]

Brothaz Respect


[sample from Juice]

Yup, you got the juice now, man

[Intro]

Niggas respect mine (brothers respect mine, brothers respect mine)
Respect mine (brothers respect mine)

(Cappadonna)

Yo, I be, out here, in these streets
While you be, in the bed, under the sheets
I grind hard, regardless, I'm gon' eat
I don't care how many niggas you roll with or how deep
Cuz I say one word, now you fast asleep
I rebuke rappers, that spread poison
I come in the meek form, speak words that make porn
You in my brainstorm, I sting men that do the innocent wrong
Your sentiment's gone, you imagining vain things
Neglecting me, but I reign king, savage-y and wankstas
Is not a part of my mainstream, they plain jeans
I'm King Original, Tao Wu Tazine
Solomon darts, vocabulary Nazarines
Come with a sharp sword,
I'm justified by all means, back up from my altar
Falsehood niggas become falser
I came back, and stepped out of the saucer
Respect mines, make me an offer
Or face the 36 Chambers of Torture

(Inspectah Deck)

The General, Rebel the great,
I'm on money like the president face
Next felony's a federal case
New blood, you can never relate
True blood, you can never debate, nada nueve tres
I spit like a deagle with the speed low
Hustle hard, gamble on the game like Pete Rose
Respect mine, steppin' with the G code
Make a nigga move like cops through the peephole
Manny Festo, light it like a techno club
Outsider, don't expect no love
Rolling like a west coast thug til the wheels fall off
And I be damned if you step on cuz
Brohters respect vets, son is a vet
Henny rap, feel it up on your chest
Green eyes try and smuggle my rep,
so upset but you love it to death
Get it in, shit's nothing to Deck, he set

(Fes Taylor)

For respect, I empty shots out of this tech
Catch homey at the light, drag him out of his Lex'
On the edge like Q on the ledge, you got the Juice now
I took a pledge to the streets, since it was goosed down
Police move foul, I can move the crowd
Freestyle or bang bang, any rapper shoot him down
Pull the Ruger out, from the Hill to the Harbor
Bloomingdale Road, Goon-berg, stupid clout
Old school money, get it from my grandad
So I use a nigga face like I'm punchin' sandbags
Ran fast when the van passed
My pants sag, scuffs on my Air Max, blood on my man's rag
Got the homey loc'ing, I'm still Wolfpacking
Looking like Kobe open, just pass it
Two four, numbers I rep
So my hunger for this bread probably hustle to death, yeah

[beautifulrock]

I gotta say that even though this thread is kinda disturbing, I do really appreciate your effort Rock. Thanks for the lyrics. Are you on house arrest or something?Just rep me and shut the fuck up, my ankle bracelet itches.

[beautifulrock]

5 Star G

[chorus]

Whatchu sippin' ma Whatcha smokin' huh?
Henny Louis and Don *meet me at the bar*
fruit colors a charm *got it by the jar*
chea we five stars over here

Camo on the Yankee sign on the daily grind
New York state of mind rugged but my lady fine
Fly face waist 8 or 9 rockin' all the latest designs
Steppin like, y'all don't waste my time
On that Mary J lookin' for some real love
Say you both got somebody knowin' you gon' still fuck plus
dude smother you, don't he make you feel cuffed
why he suprised when he real how she feel, cuz really though
Daddy king size with a mean stride
You ain't seen live, you fuckin' with these guys
she fly on the jean size
sex is a weapon there's a P five seven in her Levis
What you sippin' ma, how you doin' huh?
The way you shine girl you lookin like a shootin' star
She by the bathroom scoped on a soldier heart
I pull strings, no guitar

[chorus]

[part 2]

Whatchu sippin' ma Whatcha smokin' huh?
Nuveau Rose'bottles poppin' off
Poppin off all night with some model broads
chea we five stars over here

nuttin but cases out shuttin' tables down
Pay per view style million dollar faces house
Hatin' ain't allowed so played out
fuck what they say about INI what they sayin' now
I'm a general, you ain't earned a stripe yet
I'm the type to cop and go, y'all the type to price check
Different color cards in my wallet I ain't swipe yet
Man I got a rack of broads I don't even like yet
Yea, I'm a rude boy, I ain't you boy
I got the money and the girl and the cool toys
I'm confident and too poised, ladies call it ooh boy
ecstasy, not the pill, true joy
shorty got a thing for me
she be like INS you can be that king for me
Feel what I feel hit the bar, have a drink wit' me
You say that's ya girl, well she say she only think of me
link with me

[chorus extended]

[beautifulrock]

Sorry I forgot

The Neverending Story

[Intro]

Look in my eyes Ohhhhh OoOOh yeaah



This is the greatest story never told
The life and times seventh episode
based on a dad that I've never known
Mama raised me to hold my own
But I went against the grain
the tracks of her tears show da pain
trapped and caged with the shackles and chains
I lost my grip tryna handle the game
through the fire didn't happen to change
you can try and kick it wit' 'em I ain't listen
I was trapped in my ways
Young and dumb, buzzin' off dat one five one proof
back shot wit' shorty on the project roof wow
Look at 'em now came along ways from the hallways
coppin' on four four and Broadway
I was sixteen workin' da triple beem.
Catch a vic-, jack a whip, anything get this CREAM
The fiends had em fallin' in love
Then the fiend became me, I needed more of the drug

[chorus]

If you look in my eyes see what I see
Take a look at my life, you'll see why I'm me
Every day on the grind, I'm feedin' my seeds
Try to seek out advice, that's where you'll find me

I heard the homeys say this can't be life
This can't be us, he can't be right
Or maybe it's true, or maybe it's you
I say it's the devil and all the things that he persuade me to do
I'm holdin' back just from makin' the news
Chasin' haze wit the booze
doin' the tango while he playin' the blues
Loose cannon, attracted to the neon
Little RC steppin up wit' his "G" on, he on
I learned from the corner dons
The cops, the cons, the sugar daddies, the tricks, the johns
I was quick to get involved, addicted to it all
got my G-E-D behind the prison walls
I risked death just to rep where I'm from
I got slapped in the head with the gun
Second to none, reflection what my kids have become
Cynthia's son, forgive me for my sins that I've done

[chorus]

Sleepless nights
Vampire feastin' on the darkness, how could I see the light?
Grownups tryin to lead him right
still catchin felonies, they tellin' me, everything'll be alright
I'm like, I ain't tryna play the fool, I just wanna plate of food
Pay my dues, hustlin' to make it through
I'm same as you
But I'm considered lucky cuz my buddy's in the grave, shoulda made it too
The stress and the pain, my lifestyle destined to change
Lord bless him for the rest of his days
May he be everything that he say
Give him strength to be a leader or to lead him astray the sheep or the prey
Mama used to say, believe to this day,
situations force people to change, I'm so deep in game
and I will never be the same
Devil be the blame, that's the reason I sing

[chorus]