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When i met her she was wearin a black sweater/
Hood on the back of her head/ In case of the weather/ We was walkin different directions/ Intents opposite but that instant was intense/ Idk what it was we sensed/ But i couldn't walk by without sayin a word/ I mean she was serene but i knew she could light me up like kerosene/ Ms i gotta say you lookin good/ I aint tryin to harass you/ Jus couldn't pass you/ And not say what a person who appreciates beauty should/ I'd like to get to know ya/ Do you mind if we speak/ Maybe i could get your name/ possibly your number so we can talk throughout the week/ My name? Well its villain/ Have you ever heard of me/ Yo homegurls probably heard me give a track some surgery/ We could hit the city paint the town black/ Or chill watchin netflix yea im wit that/ Imma need you to not look in my eyes so much/ Im teasin damn you beautiful but the eyes is enough/ I like ya smile and giggle too/ Quit playin girl oh you want me to try and cuff/ You gon get enuff once i get you in the buff/ Ice cream flavor which one butta pecan chocolate deluxe/ French vanilla asian persuasion all up in my cup/ Now watch this ninja ***** get all up in yo guts/ I could make you wifey hold you tightly as i come thru the door nightly/ Mama im jus a man tryin to get his life together/ Been thru so many storms when i see the sun i be like i like this weather/ Give me loyalty and you'll get it back/ Help me grow i help you grow why cant we live like that/ I wanna spend my life gazin in them wonders you call your eyes/ Let you lay on top of me rub ya back to ya thighs/ I can hold you down thats my word like Solomon was wise/ Now lets create somethin like them legends be/ Give me that body and pledge yourself to me/ Hahaha Im baaaaaaaaack |
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Now welcome me back like mase/
Im villain aka death come in tres/ Im here to claim my place/ In the underground im anotha sound/ That these jus aint gettin/ But im cool cuz either way im livin/ Till im struck down for somethin unforgivin/ She be like how could you/ How dare you jus cuz you aint got a heart/ Dont mean im tryin to share you/ This is right after i took her down ****ed up her hairdo/ They hear about villain and think bastard/ Even if they found better grass greener pastures/ next two days anotha falls in line/ Dont know what to call it consider it a crime/ Only life i know thats like fasho/ Put it on every blunt i blow i shattered the underground and wrecked the radio/ |
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Yo welcome bakkkk O.G
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They tried to hide the truth
But I uncovered it, What was presented to me was misinformation, They tried to intimidate me, But I stood up to them, What was presented to me were scare tactics, For too long I believed in what I saw For too long I believed in what I heard For too long I believed in what I read They tried to weaken me, But I become stronger, What was presented to me was lethal, They tried to rob me, But I caught onto them, What was presented to me was a false sense of security, For too long I believed in what they talked about, For too long I believed in what they did, For too long I believed in them, Yes, I was blind to what was in front of me, I felt that things weren't the way they seemed to be, Now I am wide awake, And that's more than I could ask for. |
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See i appreciate beauty even when it subtle/
I seen girls that'll blow your socks or leave ya feathers ruffled Jus like this woman who made it back in my mind/ And now its kind of a struggle/ First saw you when i was 20 leavin teen/ Flippin thru channels on the tv screen/ Rewound the scene focused on you like a fly headed to tha blue beam/ Thought about you for 40 days 40 nights/ After that outta mind outta sight/ Saw you again watchin a hitman go for absolution/ Matta fact we never a conclusion/ This time i got your name/ Years have been good to you.. you still look the same / Maybe someday ill see when i rock some stage/ Maybe meet at a premier or a matinee/ Maybe i can spit out the words i wanna say/ Beauty is expected and yours is eclectic/ Victoria may have her secrets maybe inside you where she kept it/ I remember smokin when i was almost outta green/ I saw a picture of you on the magazine/ One of the most breathtaking ever seen/ So gorgeous even when ya hair long or shortened/ Id take off a few for you like sometimes music ain't important/ Lookin like a million bucks girl/ Claimin you feel like i made a fortune/ But this is real life and i always deal wit real life/ Im destined to be on my own while you be somebody's real life/ Brightenin up they dark nights wit yo real light/ sadly tho i may want you badly real life has you walkin past me/ And you'd never kno from the first glance you had me/ I lament on that sadly/ Wantin things that i can't have/ Gotta hit a blunt take a big drag then laugh/ Cuz i think bout you still damn i got it bad/ Maybe if i play karmas cards right ill meet you in the next life/ Never planned it or can understand it/ But i think i got it deep for shannyn/ Shannyn sossamon/ Damn/ |
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I'm older but love hip hop and rap..no one my age enjoys it. Hate 50s and60s..most clubs for my age dont play rap. There is a message from a rapper
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I took a little stroll down broadway last night,
beneath the glow of the green bay city lights, and I passed the bar where I used to drink, I passed the place where I used to think, about me and you, about me losing you/ ive been thinking it over, and I'm not over you, I'm just falling apart, as I'm falling back in love, with my memories, my memories, My memories of you/ so tell me now girl would you understand, if I said I still want to hold your hand, could you ever love me again, would you ever let me back in, and do you think of me, do you ever think of me// |
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rap lap sap, tap tap rap, hip hip hop, do ya have it got, what it takes to make the world, go bop hip hop.
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rap lap sap, tap tap rap, hip hip hop, do ya have it got, what it takes to make the world, go bop hip hop. Nice one David
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Edited by
unknown_romeo
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Wed 01/28/15 08:20 AM
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It'��s the symbol you bare,
And it's always there. Death is my only salvation from here, All of this, is it because you don't care? When I see the devil can'��t help but stare, He watches me quietly descending the stairs. I walk through his hallways of death no exit from here. He judges me harshly and exploits all my fears. And I don'��t dare to ask him the reason I'��m here./ Soul trapped in oblivion, I'��ve reached my despair. You made me your soldier I'm at it again, Just give me the order so I can begin. I serve as your demon, my soul you can'��t cleanse. Scratch away slowly and tear at the seams. I wander with evil and destroy all your dreams/ The devil watches my every move, We run 'devils night'�� with something to prove. Storming through the fields of ashes. My eyes change from green to grey, With sharpened blades we'��ll own this day. Old world dramas are todays decay. While battle worn I'm still battle torn. Fighting in a war in which I was born for.// . . |
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Clear black night/ i allow you stars to shine bright/i back away the limelight/keep my artist's soul pure/I am so sure/ that this illness i been giving out has no cure/ a lyricist thats demeanor starting to worsen/my head been thrown about like the headless horseman/ i love hip hop from dj'n mc'n to breakin/ im holding the mic hostage/ good luck the games taken/ i break it down like liam neesan/punch it in the kisser like Jackie gleason/tha way i does it/shows that im lovesick/ but i don't wanna lose that admiration and be loveless/ another song another reflection/ another song checked for correction/ accuracy is key in the delivery/ so i know its stuck in ya memories/ should it be lost/ replay the song its found/ reflect on the villain's somber sound/peek into mind of one from the underground/im encouraged to be famous/ but the media makes each generation shameless/ through this collective/ complex reflective/ this is for real heads/ listeners discretion/
I reflect every hour and every second/then i look in the mirror and face my reflections/i dont have all the answers but plenty questions/then i reflect on the last lesson/ not a thug but i push audio drugs/shootin off hollow tips quips/they still stumblin on rhymes bout slugs/my cousin said i hate you do it for love niggas/ you mc niggas/ you gon see *****/ i told him i hate you fans/ who judge skills by who makin grands/ i understand/ you tapped into they greed/ one mic one love thats all i need/ but you dont see/ so stick to tha radio and b.e.t./ as for me ima be in lair/cookin up something evilly/ i do this easily as long as there's belief in me/ thats why i drop lyrics teasingly/ i want you to need more/ see what i speak for/ as i open each door/ i dunno whats behind em/ but i dont fear it/i go head to head with issues/ thats my warriors spirit/ |
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Edited by
droppin_jewelz
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Wed 01/28/15 11:28 AM
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Lol dub posted
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I'm older but love hip hop and rap..no one my age enjoys it. Hate 50s and60s..most clubs for my age dont play rap. There is a message from a rapper Unfortunately, Rap is the only art form that does not love itself. Music, like other art forms should be timeless. Does a painter stop painting, does a singer stop singing, does a writer stop writing? A true artist will never stop creating. Because it is who they are. It is what makes sense. Creation is their rock to cling to in the storm. Creation is their spirituality whether they realize it or not. A rapper should be able to rap at any age like a singer or a pianist. It's sad that it is looked Down upon for a mature adult to rap. Rap will never mature, with this silly standard upon it. Beautiful art form. Where poetry meets instrumental. I absolutely love it. |
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Clear black night/ i allow you stars to shine bright/i back away the limelight/keep my artist's soul pure/I am so sure/ that this illness i been giving out has no cure/ a lyricist thats demeanor starting to worsen/my head been thrown about like the headless horseman/ i love hip hop from dj'n mc'n to breakin/ im holding the mic hostage/ good luck the games taken/ i break it down like liam neesan/punch it in the kisser like Jackie gleason/tha way i does it/shows that im lovesick/ but i don't wanna lose that admiration and be loveless/ another song another reflection/ another song checked for correction/ accuracy is key in the delivery/ so i know its stuck in ya memories/ should it be lost/ replay the song its found/ reflect on the villain's somber sound/peek into mind of one from the underground/im encouraged to be famous/ but the media makes each generation shameless/ through this collective/ complex reflective/ this is for real heads/ listeners discretion/ I reflect every hour and every second/then i look in the mirror and face my reflections/i dont have all the answers but plenty questions/then i reflect on the last lesson/ not a thug but i push audio drugs/shootin off hollow tips quips/they still stumblin on rhymes bout slugs/my cousin said i hate you do it for love niggas/ you mc niggas/ you gon see *****/ i told him i hate you fans/ who judge skills by who makin grands/ i understand/ you tapped into they greed/ one mic one love thats all i need/ but you dont see/ so stick to tha radio and b.e.t./ as for me ima be in lair/cookin up something evilly/ i do this easily as long as there's belief in me/ thats why i drop lyrics teasingly/ i want you to need more/ see what i speak for/ as i open each door/ i dunno whats behind em/ but i dont fear it/i go head to head with issues/ thats my warriors spirit/ I have to give you your props. I dig your writing. Fun. |
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Hiphop is about reprezenting yourself & expressing yourself...
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Thanks daydream but yes mainstream hip hop hates ppl older than 24 that attempt a debut honestly i hate that idea age doesn't matter its all about skill and love for the culture. Now its bout money and ********. I love hip hop cuz thats what i am, my talk walk creativity all my expression has been hip hop and martial arts. Hip hop is a cultural thing its about expression thru mc'n, break'n scratchin, graffiti....but since the music industry took control all of that has been forgotten...
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Verse i wrote to jhene aiko's the worst
My blunt needs a torch/kick off the munchies/ i need an appetite/ too much on this fork/ **** gets hard to chew/past hard to swallow/sink my teeth into the fact/ all i bring you is sorrow/ i know i said today/ but i swear our day tomorrow/i give you so many doubts surprised i aint been followed/still wherever i went you followed/ you used to call me like what you doin where you at can you see me/had dinner had a bath but im freezing/ i dont know what you're on/ but can you come keep me warm/ but now you don't need me/ and im gettin over you im surprised its this easy/ you wanted to be wit me but not as much as you wanted to leave me/blow the smoke/ easy out tha throat/ im doin me love has no hope/hope i choke/ on the next declaration of love before its aired out/ my heart was on overexertion now its weared out/ I may have been the worst/ horrible terrible/ i heard you screaming had you goin hysterical/love was strong/ though not strong enough/ said you could ride but i jus called your bluff/ seperate ways thats how its gon be boo/ you say you don't need me/ and i wont need you/ |
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Here I am left with no excuses,
No more hiding from the truth Lay it out in the open, Write it on the walls for all to see, When your left with only yourself You decide what kind of man will you be, Who am I where am I going Thats the question Here I am this is where life is taking me, It seems today we've got so much to say, There's all of this motivation, But not enough creation, Here in these words find your way, Please don't waste the hands of time, The stars don't give out all the answers, Sometimes we have to make them on our own, To many stare at the constellations, Bring me back down to earth, Where I can finally show my worth, Left here to my own devices, Never again indecisive, Watch & see how far I've come... |
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Edited by
unknown_romeo
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Mon 02/02/15 04:05 PM
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Evolution sings a chorus of subordinate sounds,
whether we are strong or weak, high or low, fast or slow, even if we can see or hear, we are all in the dark. we are all in the dark from sun set to sun rise, we are all in the dark, from dawn till dusk, we are all in the dark. we catch glimpses of porcelain sun light, it dabbles and teases over our skin, we long to embrace the righteousness, we long to bath in the truth, escape the sea of lie's and deception. the sea speaks of a moral analogy, we run towards the courage, shadows, lie'��s and deceit flow from our bodies there are no secrets here, WE ARE ALL IN THE LIGHT// . |
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Thanks blondey....it would be cool to do tracks with droppin jewelz,
in tha studio 
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