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Thread: Renaissance Rap (Remix) - Track Review

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    Default Renaissance Rap (Remix) - Track Review

    Renaissance Rap (Remix)

    Staten Go Hard Mixtape

    Busta Rhymes
    Lil' Wayne

    J Dilla



    I don't care who first or who last
    I just know y'all better rock this at the drop of a dime, baby
    I don't care what y'all say or what y'all do
    But ya got to be finished before the music is through
    I don't think y'all heard me, hold up


    So here we go now, it be the Midnight Marauder on the scene
    Geographically earthed in a place called Queens
    I perform with my principles, way I display
    When I used to cool out, while all the other kids played
    Cuz I was way too ill, I would hone my skill
    Go out in the park and let my chemicals spill
    Right there, on Farmers Boulevard, I made my mark
    Two dudes, brothers would dip, from it's me and the narcs
    And then my, legend would grow on the A train line
    Where rappers would gather to see me blowing nicks and dimes
    It was me, Big P, Tania and Sir Abu
    In the heat of the cypher, I was not liable
    For all the casualties of the dutty MC's
    I split the train car like Moses did the Red Sea
    Get it in ya head, we gon' rock ya dead
    Night of the living MC's, the weak ones fled, come on Bust'

    (Busta Rhymes)
    Yo, yo, God body wise intelligence
    Smack niggas and wrestle with elephants
    My beloved, respect my benevolence
    Coming like missiles, the issue is this beat is shit you can't revel against
    When I sniff out you niggas that be hiding in bushes, what's up
    And strangle niggas like poison inside the pusses, shut the fuck up
    Back when hazardous weathers and blizzards as I spit
    Sticking out my tongue like an iguana lizard
    At your corny niggas, Animal Planet rap, wildlife
    Stabbing you in your back, wild nights
    While I hunt and eat you niggas like oh, leaving you bleeding
    Beats, rattle your speakers like some buffalo stampeding
    If you don't understand what I'm saying
    Lyrically I'm like goons, accidentally beating you like gorillas playing
    Know when I spit, I be seducing them
    Countless money wit diamonds that's buried in Jerusalem
    The renaissance...



    Whoo, that Busta Rhymes right there
    I don't remember I said that Raekwon in here
    Where Raekwon at? Wu-Tang!


    Aiyo, squeezing Johnnie Walker neck up in the Benzo, freezing
    The head long, cock block pumping is easy
    Poison medals on my neck, wrists and arms
    Louis luggage is bronze, or get buried, D, happy Kwanza
    Together we The Chi-Lites, a twist of The O'Jays
    One line from this'll have you leaning like roach spray
    Poison up ahoy, my boys in, this is how a choice
    Brooklyn/Shaolin wilding in them roasters
    Old gold at the Golden Globes, my robe hit in cement
    Chef in the building, yup, and he bent
    A thousand one goons at the goomba, certified clients
    Drug money and something up, giants
    Yo it's the Tarzan cocaine Clan in the area
    Gorillas in Louis hats, the more, the merrier
    Take mines, take a hundred nines, we be running out of rhymes
    Never bullets, try to front and you mines

    (Lil' Wayne)

    I go off, let me spaz, let me spaz
    Though they call me Weezy F, you gon' let me pass
    So ahead of my time wit my next week ass
    Money on the dinner table like let's eat cash
    And I do it for the killas and the hundred dollar billas
    And for now on, I don't think you should stunt without a million
    Dollars in the bank, I got money in the bank
    Now throw ya hands in the air, if your pussy don't stink
    Fuck a bullet in the shank, I got a bullet in the tank
    I got verb in my boots, and a hoody on the mink
    Stop sweating me, you should finally, I'm directing it
    Other fools break it down, I be dissecting it
    Ever since I made it, the bottom hit all America
    Everybody wanna be in my genital area
    But your boy stay away from my chemical barrier
    Weezy, baby, straight out the cesarean, nigga
    What's it called, man? Aiyo, Renaissance Rap



    Man, I ain't give ya my microphone no more
    Cuz y'all tear it up when you get it
    Let me see who we had out here
    You had Q-Tip, you had Busta Rhymes
    You had Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil' Wayne on here
    Man, I ain't give ya the microphone no more
    Cuz y'all tear it up when you get it
    I just said kick a little something before the beat go
    Last edited by beautifulcock; 01-12-2010 at 11:22 AM.

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    J dilla is just a guess on the production for this one, if anybody knows 4 sure lemme know.

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    I personally thing that this is an underrated song.

    I love the production and the lyrics. Also, I love how Rae, Lil Wayne, Busta, and Q-Tip came together and just laid their skills down in the studio. This track is too good to be on a mixtape, in my opinion.

    Renaissance Rap (remix) should've been a video.

    Classic track.
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