muthafucka, hit the dirt-- when my semi auto squirt
jah blaze got a girl and hes in love with her
i saw her on facebook but she added me first
She looked real good in the I <3 Stoop Kid shirt
she hit me on the chat, said, "come c me at wrk!"
I wasnt trippin on the ho but it was free desert
she kiss me on the cheek, and grabbed her purse
handed me a twenty, said, "my boyfriends a jerk"
I know it hurts homie, make ya stomach curl
thats why stoop kid dont fall in love wit girl
play games with their mind and i become their world
but i dont give her no time no fancy pearls
stop actin all tough jah blaze, stop lyin
ima shake you like a baby that wont stop cryin
you can call yourself a king im a fuckin tyrant
Break yo ass down in 8s like Kobe Bryant
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Gregg Popabitch
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Pop don't stoop to levels of stupid dudes
stoop should be leavin rap like turkoglu
i'm known for mercing crews and sonning fools
he got semen on his face like he scarfed some dunkaroos
and in a month or two, stoop understands his error
that you don't get in the way of a muslim's plan for terror
give this man umbrellas, cause i make it rain
when i tell him to "seize" the opportunity, he shakes insane
straight raising flames, i'm like the phoenix, know this
stoop only rises from ashes cause he's fucking homeless
stoop should be leavin rap like turkoglu
i'm known for mercing crews and sonning fools
he got semen on his face like he scarfed some dunkaroos
and in a month or two, stoop understands his error
that you don't get in the way of a muslim's plan for terror
give this man umbrellas, cause i make it rain
when i tell him to "seize" the opportunity, he shakes insane
straight raising flames, i'm like the phoenix, know this
stoop only rises from ashes cause he's fucking homeless
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Gregg Popabitch
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i bring heat, a piece inside of my holster
reminiscent to the plane carrying riley and spoelstra
awake to my foldgers, lava melting the boulders
mount vesuvius, not known to give a cold shoulder
so let me begin to explain what my duty is
i bring the light, that will burn up your doobie, kid
you're like a miller light, being drunk piss warm
feeling the burn of when you get dissed on
so that never ending fire burning inside of my cavity
caused a mushroom cloud to a city of peeps that wanna battle me
so stop asking me passively what will extinguish the flame
the fire will only burn brighter if you try to piss on my name
so my mission's engrained, branded to the tip of my brain
writing it best? billy joel started the fire inside of my chest
reminiscent to the plane carrying riley and spoelstra
awake to my foldgers, lava melting the boulders
mount vesuvius, not known to give a cold shoulder
so let me begin to explain what my duty is
i bring the light, that will burn up your doobie, kid
you're like a miller light, being drunk piss warm
feeling the burn of when you get dissed on
so that never ending fire burning inside of my cavity
caused a mushroom cloud to a city of peeps that wanna battle me
so stop asking me passively what will extinguish the flame
the fire will only burn brighter if you try to piss on my name
so my mission's engrained, branded to the tip of my brain
writing it best? billy joel started the fire inside of my chest
Gilbert Subpoenas wrote:Pop don't stoop to levels of stupid dudes
stoop should be leavin rap like turkoglu
i'm known for mercing crews and sonning fools
he got semen on his face like he scarfed some dunkaroos
and in a month or two, stoop understands his error
that you don't get in the way of a muslim's plan for terror
give this man umbrellas, cause i make it rain
when i tell him to "seize" the opportunity, he shakes insane
straight raising flames, i'm like the phoenix, know this
stoop only rises from ashes cause he's fucking homeless
that was retarded, ya flows missin a chromosome
ur kevin, i snatch ur ho and leave you home alone
with ur fitted jeans, and ur tight knit sweater
beatin me's like tryna run with your shoes tied together
im tired of you fags who cant count to 16
you aint know how many ounces in a motha fuckin p?
Ur steppin to me wack, askin why I say shit
ur flow is hella cheesy and ur style's all abrasive
Come at me bro, i dont give a muthafuck
ill throw yo ass away like a styrafoam cup
Stoop kid bitch, rob your house on christmas
steal your credit card and buy my amazon wishlist
all your girls love me, they say i write good songs
they i do like subway, serve em 5 dollar footlongs
go ahead with your lines and your shit all rented
im twice as fresh as febreez hawaii scented
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Texas Raised Mikey
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don't know how you'd bring heat to this tired uninspired 80's beat with no fire
and get beat like it's a try out your species bout to die out I doubt Texas raised Mikey
sounds like your parents were some faerie's gettin hyphy
you sounding dope? highly unlikely all those bitches in your picture line up to bite me
I'll serve ya knock ya out my circle knock you back to your day job on them geico commercials
I don't know what it's sadder to be, my weight or 25 lbs. from being fatter than me
and climbing hit the buffet stop rhyming I'm serious why you trying?
forever I chill hot I cleverly kill drops
did you steal this beat from beverly hills cop?
my brain sounds like this whenever I pill pop
I still lock and load firing shots at your abode
you couldn't hit the top if your name was a la mode
and get beat like it's a try out your species bout to die out I doubt Texas raised Mikey
sounds like your parents were some faerie's gettin hyphy
you sounding dope? highly unlikely all those bitches in your picture line up to bite me
I'll serve ya knock ya out my circle knock you back to your day job on them geico commercials
I don't know what it's sadder to be, my weight or 25 lbs. from being fatter than me
and climbing hit the buffet stop rhyming I'm serious why you trying?
forever I chill hot I cleverly kill drops
did you steal this beat from beverly hills cop?
my brain sounds like this whenever I pill pop
I still lock and load firing shots at your abode
you couldn't hit the top if your name was a la mode
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Texas Raised Mikey
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Your belly sweats so much your belt buckle errodes
Your gut looks like a water balloon right before it explodes
your overweight body looks like a giant chode
fuck a diet nigga, you need to implode
Or just let your body get eaten by a bunch of nematodes
They say have you seen Behemi it looks like he growed
I saw him running with a sandwich it was out of control
He's a nice guy with an insulated soul
He can light lamps like a champ with the blubber he conceals in his pants (nh)
but his shirts stay damp
When he buys underwear online he needs three extra stamps
Your gut looks like a water balloon right before it explodes
your overweight body looks like a giant chode
fuck a diet nigga, you need to implode
Or just let your body get eaten by a bunch of nematodes
They say have you seen Behemi it looks like he growed
I saw him running with a sandwich it was out of control
He's a nice guy with an insulated soul
He can light lamps like a champ with the blubber he conceals in his pants (nh)
but his shirts stay damp
When he buys underwear online he needs three extra stamps
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RAP_DREAM$!!!
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Bussed Der Scientifikalz
I annex mikes devises like Der Furhrer took Vienna
troop and wreck a clan like panzers thru Sudetenland,
then I
kicking most miracle molecules, rock arealist sparks to bussed
illiodic shyne hoegaarden glockenspiel marvelous
pippy longstockings get the wienerschnitzel raw
you opposed to me your liederhosen leaking braw
never a thing sweet, sour kraut is game name now
Einstein mind combining for Van Damme out of frame
BLAOW!
troop and wreck a clan like panzers thru Sudetenland,
then I
kicking most miracle molecules, rock arealist sparks to bussed
illiodic shyne hoegaarden glockenspiel marvelous
pippy longstockings get the wienerschnitzel raw
you opposed to me your liederhosen leaking braw
never a thing sweet, sour kraut is game name now
Einstein mind combining for Van Damme out of frame
BLAOW!
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Comedy Quaddafi
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intrepid egg-omelette for breakfast, nexus flash exit
spectable brass method with left-centric rhetoric
detonate keg-stands with meth-lab pyrotechnics
metternich in the austrian-hungarian parliament, harleuquin
armoring myself with baguette karma-rings
concentrate too hard to blink with lethargic things
sarkozy conservative verbiage, serbian puppy-thrower
ghostriding a german lawn-mower while doing yoga
watergun supersoaker exploding supernova
check my eskimo-status laughing icelandic catnip
spectable brass method with left-centric rhetoric
detonate keg-stands with meth-lab pyrotechnics
metternich in the austrian-hungarian parliament, harleuquin
armoring myself with baguette karma-rings
concentrate too hard to blink with lethargic things
sarkozy conservative verbiage, serbian puppy-thrower
ghostriding a german lawn-mower while doing yoga
watergun supersoaker exploding supernova
check my eskimo-status laughing icelandic catnip
Whether to Jason of Philaflava or John Podesta, I will speak my fucking perspective openly
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Texas Raised Mikey
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- Joined: Sat Oct 03, 2009 10:28 pm
- Location: Austin Tx
- Contact:
thats right sonComedy Quaddafi wrote:intrepid egg-omelette for breakfast, nexus flash exit
spectable brass method with left-centric rhetoric
detonate keg-stands with meth-lab pyrotechnics
metternich in the austrian-hungarian parliament, harleuquin
armoring myself with baguette karma-rings
concentrate too hard to blink with lethargic things
sarkozy conservative verbiage, serbian puppy-thrower
ghostriding a german lawn-mower while doing yoga
watergun supersoaker exploding supernova
check my eskimo-status laughing icelandic catnip
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Texas Raised Mikey
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Sumthin_Funky
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- Joined: Tue Aug 25, 2009 11:01 pm
Listen
I wrote this rather quickly, while listening to After Hanabi (Listen to my Beat) by Nujabes. The beat is just so dope it inspired to put some lyrics to it. I don't think it's particularly good, and there is almost no point in you listening to the beat and trying to read this because I flowed it in my head a certain way. Basically it will probably have no flow at all if you try doing it, actually I could be completely wrong, idk, fuck it. It's 2 am and I'm bored so yeah.....
Yo after hanabi there is only me
So listen to my beat, try following
Down these hollowing brain receptors
I left her a letter, with only few sentences
Nothing clever, just filled with grievances
And how I can't seem to learn my lesson
At least not the hard way I'm guessin
Pressin these keys, this feelin never flees
Digressin will ease any of the emotions I please
At least for now, with a lowered brow
I find how easy it is to come crashing down
Not catastrophically, but some cats shockingly
Pray on that failure hopin you stay hurt
Found murdered in an abandoned trailor
Which doesn't sound so bad as a matter of fact
Nah never that
See my brain fills up like a bladder in that
I can't release through my proper bodily tract
So I'm stuck in this track
Mistakenly attacked by my foolish actions
Achingly backed in with elevated traction
I just wish you listen and listen and listen
Listening until sunbeams are glistening
Like diamonds and crystals upon the horizon
Sometimes I wonder why I'm even tryin
I feel like going to sleep, and dreaming
Of those gleaming sun rays on Sundays
Children's innocent laughs on playgrounds
Stay found in the sand surrounding the swings
Parent's offering arms that automatically clings
Providing that sense of safety and warmth
Fireworks explode like a July on the fourth
And I'll wake up of course to heat like a torch
Sweating not knowing the meaning and such
But that's why I simply ask you listen
Yo after hanabi there is only me
So listen to my beat, try following
Down these hollowing brain receptors
I left her a letter, with only few sentences
Nothing clever, just filled with grievances
And how I can't seem to learn my lesson
At least not the hard way I'm guessin
Pressin these keys, this feelin never flees
Digressin will ease any of the emotions I please
At least for now, with a lowered brow
I find how easy it is to come crashing down
Not catastrophically, but some cats shockingly
Pray on that failure hopin you stay hurt
Found murdered in an abandoned trailor
Which doesn't sound so bad as a matter of fact
Nah never that
See my brain fills up like a bladder in that
I can't release through my proper bodily tract
So I'm stuck in this track
Mistakenly attacked by my foolish actions
Achingly backed in with elevated traction
I just wish you listen and listen and listen
Listening until sunbeams are glistening
Like diamonds and crystals upon the horizon
Sometimes I wonder why I'm even tryin
I feel like going to sleep, and dreaming
Of those gleaming sun rays on Sundays
Children's innocent laughs on playgrounds
Stay found in the sand surrounding the swings
Parent's offering arms that automatically clings
Providing that sense of safety and warmth
Fireworks explode like a July on the fourth
And I'll wake up of course to heat like a torch
Sweating not knowing the meaning and such
But that's why I simply ask you listen
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Comedy Quaddafi
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- Location: Southsea, UK
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Comedy Quaddafi
- Posts: 13515
- Joined: Mon May 14, 2007 12:15 pm
- Location: Southsea, UK
Black Gloves
your vice is a locked room and only i have the key
answer my plea, i might let you look inside and see
a blizzard eurpts forming dark clouds as i begin
dreaming at the cathedral, i see a lizard inside a woman's skin
shes romantic and reveals a sordid feeling she keeps
but i hear it every night because she talks in her sleep
mahogany hair and appealing lips shining deep red
a vertigo inside them concealing sleeping secrets
her torso curves from all corners of the earth, far apart
a tormented canvas with all the colors of the dark
face off a mannequin, empty and stiff
my razor's tip caressed her with a gentle kiss
the strange color of her body's dropping tears
was passed down from bloodlines running through years
my ethereal model cuddled in blood and black lace
burning with desire brushing ash off her face
her skirt was breezing as passing wind blows
posing outside a house with laughing windows
the impulse was too strong to not act on
strange and beautiful, unusual, a black swan
once madly in love, but now badly scorned
the leather cracks as i put my black gloves back on
answer my plea, i might let you look inside and see
a blizzard eurpts forming dark clouds as i begin
dreaming at the cathedral, i see a lizard inside a woman's skin
shes romantic and reveals a sordid feeling she keeps
but i hear it every night because she talks in her sleep
mahogany hair and appealing lips shining deep red
a vertigo inside them concealing sleeping secrets
her torso curves from all corners of the earth, far apart
a tormented canvas with all the colors of the dark
face off a mannequin, empty and stiff
my razor's tip caressed her with a gentle kiss
the strange color of her body's dropping tears
was passed down from bloodlines running through years
my ethereal model cuddled in blood and black lace
burning with desire brushing ash off her face
her skirt was breezing as passing wind blows
posing outside a house with laughing windows
the impulse was too strong to not act on
strange and beautiful, unusual, a black swan
once madly in love, but now badly scorned
the leather cracks as i put my black gloves back on
Whether to Jason of Philaflava or John Podesta, I will speak my fucking perspective openly
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Sumthin_Funky
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Comedy Quaddafi
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- Location: Southsea, UK
Santa Lucia the Martyr
An important saint in Nordic countries, shes celebrated in December. I wrote this as an ode.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Lucy
autumn comes far too soon for the harvest to bloom
clairvoyance resume under candles and an august moon
adoring a martyr who'se eyes was round and maroon
when i talked to her it broke up the clouds in the room
i was sitting on my couch, confused and full of gloom
anger looms as i ask, why was her beauty entombed?
she said they didn't respect the sanctity of her womb
men became too anxious and assumed another costume
she had healed her mother and alleviated her wounds
after that, she had decided for christ to be her groom
the prize was not light, as others wanted to consume
it would have been opportune to attune, lucia was immune
she was placed on a bonfire by the pagan-god's platoon
lucia couldn't cry but her body refused to go up in fumes
cherubs were blazing basoons as the angels crooned
now the field is no longer a dune, the cycle returns to june
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Lucy
autumn comes far too soon for the harvest to bloom
clairvoyance resume under candles and an august moon
adoring a martyr who'se eyes was round and maroon
when i talked to her it broke up the clouds in the room
i was sitting on my couch, confused and full of gloom
anger looms as i ask, why was her beauty entombed?
she said they didn't respect the sanctity of her womb
men became too anxious and assumed another costume
she had healed her mother and alleviated her wounds
after that, she had decided for christ to be her groom
the prize was not light, as others wanted to consume
it would have been opportune to attune, lucia was immune
she was placed on a bonfire by the pagan-god's platoon
lucia couldn't cry but her body refused to go up in fumes
cherubs were blazing basoons as the angels crooned
now the field is no longer a dune, the cycle returns to june
Whether to Jason of Philaflava or John Podesta, I will speak my fucking perspective openly
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Aethetical-Hades
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Comedy Quaddafi
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It's more geeky and less intuitive than that, in a way, but you're not too far off. It's inspired by a particular genre of mystery-movies made in Italy in the 70's mostly, trademarks includes black gloves, razors, beautiful women, psycho-sexual themes and pompous titles. I incorporated 10 different movie-titles in to the verse and I did have a specific actress in mind somewhat, so it's seen from the murder-pov as well as many scenes in those movies are.
I heard Hisss is awful btw but I'll see at some point probably.
I heard Hisss is awful btw but I'll see at some point probably.
Whether to Jason of Philaflava or John Podesta, I will speak my fucking perspective openly
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Aethetical-Hades
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Comedy Quaddafi wrote:It's more geeky and less intuitive than that, in a way, but you're not too far off. It's inspired by a particular genre of mystery-movies made in Italy in the 70's mostly, trademarks includes black gloves, razors, beautiful women, psycho-sexual themes and pompous titles. I incorporated 10 different movie-titles in to the verse and I did have a specific actress in mind somewhat, so it's seen from the murder-pov as well as many scenes in those movies are.
I heard Hisss is awful btw but I'll see at some point probably.
You on point, Quad!!
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Aethetical-Hades
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Radio Raheem
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Take One
All thats left to be said, still remains to be seen
I'm feeling better off dead if I can't be the king
At least rock the crown for seconds, while the sceptre points directions
I'll control the crowd with methods rarely seen since the inception
Of the same drive that brought us coronation in the first place
Spit out last words cuz tip of tongue holds the worst taste
The slow pace was better when each of the steps were strong
But its not what you thought hops, you were wrong all along
The solemn song of us solipsists our obvious credentials
Float along the stream of consciousness, we're passing up potential
But what meant to, it didn't bother us, not in the least bit
I'll walk your last mile then keep it moving cuz the shoe fits
That's true shit, underachieving in new kicks
But don't caught up in appearance cuz the souls/soles are underneath it
And despite the many ways I doth protest so much
I'd swear on any grave that I do give a fuck
My right hand over my heart, I got the left one up
You choose the mausoleum and I'll pick what
Gets struck into the granite, right after the stress and panick
Told the reaper I could dig it but I just can't stand it
So I'm handing in my shovel disheveled and disarrayed
So caught up in the struggle that I missed night into day
Should stick to night, you know that's right, we put it all to waste
Only once the scene is empty can something new take place
I'm feeling better off dead if I can't be the king
At least rock the crown for seconds, while the sceptre points directions
I'll control the crowd with methods rarely seen since the inception
Of the same drive that brought us coronation in the first place
Spit out last words cuz tip of tongue holds the worst taste
The slow pace was better when each of the steps were strong
But its not what you thought hops, you were wrong all along
The solemn song of us solipsists our obvious credentials
Float along the stream of consciousness, we're passing up potential
But what meant to, it didn't bother us, not in the least bit
I'll walk your last mile then keep it moving cuz the shoe fits
That's true shit, underachieving in new kicks
But don't caught up in appearance cuz the souls/soles are underneath it
And despite the many ways I doth protest so much
I'd swear on any grave that I do give a fuck
My right hand over my heart, I got the left one up
You choose the mausoleum and I'll pick what
Gets struck into the granite, right after the stress and panick
Told the reaper I could dig it but I just can't stand it
So I'm handing in my shovel disheveled and disarrayed
So caught up in the struggle that I missed night into day
Should stick to night, you know that's right, we put it all to waste
Only once the scene is empty can something new take place
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Sumthin_Funky
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Radio Raheem
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Clean Slate
I wind up with Tabula Rasa when I'm drawing from experience
I guess persona non grata must start and end with Julius period.
This first appeared as fear but what you're hearing is indifference
So you can have a seat, or not. Plug your ears or pay attention.
If you lived in Port Au Prince, you'd already know apocalypse.
There'd be no need to split your lips to speak of thieves that heaven sent.
Weather day or night comes, what we all run away from
Is that briefly scorching heat across our backs from setting sun.
Better burnt by words we've learned than phrases that we can't place,
So I'd rather kneel to kiss her lips than rise to the moon's face.
Either way, I heard'em say, " Dreams come true when you're always sleeping"
So I'm keeping each of my meetings with the cousins of death over the weekend.
What we're speaking about? A cause for reasonable doubt.
And the recent increase in the need for fallout
Space, shelter, or just a place to escape
And hold our breath and wink at death over this here Clean Slate.
I guess persona non grata must start and end with Julius period.
This first appeared as fear but what you're hearing is indifference
So you can have a seat, or not. Plug your ears or pay attention.
If you lived in Port Au Prince, you'd already know apocalypse.
There'd be no need to split your lips to speak of thieves that heaven sent.
Weather day or night comes, what we all run away from
Is that briefly scorching heat across our backs from setting sun.
Better burnt by words we've learned than phrases that we can't place,
So I'd rather kneel to kiss her lips than rise to the moon's face.
Either way, I heard'em say, " Dreams come true when you're always sleeping"
So I'm keeping each of my meetings with the cousins of death over the weekend.
What we're speaking about? A cause for reasonable doubt.
And the recent increase in the need for fallout
Space, shelter, or just a place to escape
And hold our breath and wink at death over this here Clean Slate.