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WhooCares
spaghett

Registered: Sep 2003
Location: Tx TA #11
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Sep-20-2004 20:09
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Slylee
love lockdown

Registered: May 2001
Location: Hollywood, FL
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ok so judging by what everyone wrote, i guess "underground" basically means the lyrical content has to have more meaning than just rapping about a hard knock life and selling drugs and hooking up with hoes. that's fine, but i mean don't you guys agree that it's also the actual music/beat/melody that is important?...i would certainly hope so, since you guys are into edm.
and i seriously don't know what you guys are talking about with nas, because if i remember correctly, didn't he have this lyrical war going on back and forth with Jay-Z? all they did was go back and forth with those, "fuck u N* i'm badder than you" type of stuff...still sounded good, but i mean c'mon. jay-z is awesome too in my opinion.
lyrical masters TO ME, are andre & b-boi from outkast...
one of my favorite songs from ATliens.
Intro: Big Boi
Uhh
As I sit in my b-boy stance
With flip-flops and socks, and sweatpants
We finna enhance your brain, check it out
Once upon a time not long ago
When the playa from the Pointe didn't have no flow
A nigga hit me for my tennis shoes, walkin to the sto'
Caught a nigga slippin, but now I lay it to the flo'
just like carbon, cuz I got the heat in my rhythm
Momma nay not, never braggin just to stay knot
Even when I was a younger lad I learned my lesson
Never talked to strangers in the trap and answered questions
The Pope and his folks got us under a scope
But for unknown reasons cuz we don't sell dope
That you distribute, we don't contribute, to your clandestine
activity, my soliloquoy, may be hard for some to swallow
But so is cod liver oil
You went behind my back like Bluto when he cut up Olive Oyl
Two things I hate lies and thieves they make my blood boil
Boa constricted, on my soul that they call
Touched by the wheelz of steel...
Now show me how you feel...
Touched by the wheelz of steel...
Now show me how you feel...
It took your momma nine months to make it
But it only took a nigga thirty minutes to take it
Cut that kronk clean up I did, but I did so not safely
Don't want no AIDS, *clapping* no claps, or no rabies
Yo, we take no shit, like arms stuffed up commodes
Gotta collect call, they done locked up my folks
Low blow, hit me in the left ventricle
We won't be able to ride out till two thousand fo'
But not for long cuz we got a better sack to serve
Tryin to take you other people for your rims at the curb
Fore you swerve and bust ya forehead, go head, go head
More head for me, while you ride to the beat
Drop, like Tears, like For Fears, you know
Shout Shout let it all out, just for my peers
And pupils who feel like it's time to unwind
Like December 31st, on nineteen-ninety-nine
Okay, like this, yeah yeah
One time for my boy doing King shit
Two times for Legit and it don't quit
Three times for my folks in the drop top
Four times OutKast and it don't stop
One time for my cuz doing Queen thangs
Dead fresh to the teeth eatin chicken wings
Three times for my guhls in the beauty shop
Four times OutKast and it don't stop
i haven't heard that song in so long since i lost that cd...i think i'll go buy it today after work
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My soliloquy may be hard for some to swallow, but so is cod liver oil.
| quote: | Originally posted by notelfreak
man i can't believe i tried to come off as responsible in that other thread, i am so full of shit just don't tell anyone |
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Sep-20-2004 20:24
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Emil
Minister of Information

Registered: Apr 2002
Location: L.A. TA#2
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Sep-20-2004 20:36
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