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headbang123
Registered User
Join date: Apr 2011
1,022 IQ
#1
Love em? Hate em? Well I've got mixed feelings about them. But I'm always up for a good debate about the msucial legitness of BVB.
I'll start:
Pros:
-They're actually quit talented and their sweeping skills are impressive. I mean listen to the solo on Knives And Pens and tell me you aren't impressed. And their drummer does some impressive double bass and tom rolls
-They are very good marketers. Like their music or not they are genius when it comes to promoting themselves. The age group they go for is very open to "scene" music. Although I personally don't beleive in promotion over musical quality, you've gotta give em props.

Cons:
-Ok they're guitarist and drummers are good but I'm sorry, Andy's vocals are like the musical quility of generic Wal-Mart potato chips. I mean the dude sounds like hes throwing up when he's screaming and his vocals sound the same in every song.
-These guys rely to much on image. I mean some day all these 13 year old kids drawn to them by their black hair are gonna group up and they're gonna lose a lot of popularity. If they don't focus on making timeless and influental music everyone's just gonna forget about em.

So what do you think UG?
TheReverend724
another hit, barry bonds
Join date: Feb 2006
2,946 IQ
#2
I sip the Dom P, watchin Gandhi til I'm charged
Then writin in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbin, mechanical movement
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move wit
The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right
The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation, react like I'm facin time like
'Pappy' Mason with pens I'm embracin
Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets
Suede Timb's on my feets, makes my cypher, complete
Whether crusin in a six-cab, or Montero Jeep
I can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleep
I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
thunder4400
Registered User
Join date: Nov 2007
13 IQ
#3
Run wit me or run from me
Pussy's don't get pussy
It's the yacht club baby
I got this
(Maybach Music!) (J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)

He's not bigga than biggie, bitch I'm bigger than you
Just a boat to mi casa like you a milli or 2
Gotta kick off your shoes, okay lets take a cruise
Here's my captain now relax, let him do what he do
Okay, who rolling spinach? cause I'm reeling the anchor
Smoke up up an acre a grass wake up in Jamaica
Couple nautical miles, I call my cubanos to cop
Puerto Rico for women, hit Barbados to shop
Living larger than life call this the yacht club
Before ya join us bitch ya gotta get your stax up
Shes walking back and forth, shes just itchen to ****
And then I heard her whisper: "Girl you know he 's rich as ****"
Travel the seven seas, there is no better breeze
If he indulgen jealousy his ass better breathe
Man overboard cause hes goin overboard
Damn its over for him put that on my vocal chord.

There's a party (party)
Going On
All the girls them welcome
To the Yacht Club
Magazeen (Magazeen)
Let them in (Let Them In)

Kill all the middle men im the millatin gilligans
Speaking creole and gentle men as I cruise the Caribbean
Oh Lord I'm a star down in saint barths
The fat Tommy Lee I made out with like 8 broads
Put up in Costa Rica, I get the most of features
She no speakay no englay, maybe Fat Joe could teach her
Smoking barrels of reefer, only the yacht club
Before ya join us bitch ya gotta get your stax up
Travel the seven seas, there is no better breeze
When we started selling keys that's just how we thought it would be
No one agrees with me, but that's just how it goes
I'm the greater genius no reference to the ugly clothes
I still hustle for dope, but no more me scuffing my
Soles
Make the presentation and trust me the customer sold
I'm cruising in the gulf, I think your so deaf
Janet was in control, because the hoe left

There's a party (party)
Going On
All the girls them wellcome
To the Yacht Cluuuuuub
Magazeen (Magazeen)
Let them in (Let Them In)

My dick a big stretch and quick ta tell a bitch fetch
Tell you to kiss her ass, after you bought the bitch breast
Her head above average, my head above water
But now you could see my balace right off the coast of Florida
Im in ta fine fish with a slight lime twist
Veggies on the side of course, kush appetizez
Let your Mercedes chill, roll wit a navy seal
This the yacht club, wanna trust me your lady will,
Still spillen champagne, or is it merlow
**** it its fine wine, my bitch a vergo
I don't do the signs, unless there dollars on em
I'm the boss a theboat, cashmere collar on em,
Thinking a last year and all the moneys made
Now its corporate invest in, and amongst the other things
No one agrees with me, but that's just how it goes
I'm the greater genius no reference to the ugly clothes

There's a party (party)
Going On
All the girls them welcome
To the Yacht Club
Magazeen (Magazeen)
Let them in (Let Them In)
Last edited by thunder4400 at Oct 21, 2011,
!Mike!
Registered User
Join date: Sep 2009
1,013 IQ
#4
bvb is shit
Gear
- Synyster Schecter Standard
- Peavey Vyper 15

I'm currently using Cubase 5 for any recording purposes.
BK202
The Shape of Jazz To Come
Join date: Jul 2008
614 IQ
#5
[Hook: Palaceer Lazaro]
Now, if you talking bout it, it's a show
But if you move about it, then it's a flow
Now, if you talking bout it, it's a show
But if you move about it, then it's a go
Now, if you talking bout it (nah) that's for show
But a nigga move about it, then it's a go, yeah
Now, if you talking bout it, that's show
But if you move about it, it's a go, well

[Verse 1: P.L.]
Dynamic electromagnetic style utensils
Golden-tempered circles enjoyed only by the members
Heat sparkles, raining octaves upon the spinners
Moving and proving smooth shit, you grooving, you a winner
Aqua-walking, languid-talking, just stepped in the cleanest
Upper levels, precious metals drip your neck and fingers
Fifty zillion pops shirts, wave this and leaners
The hard sounding peoples, ain't nothing can't get between us
Dances received from the splash signals so to swim in
Magical places we get and with the shiny women
Win our idle pink girl, our bodies by wraith division
The moonlight and donnin' cloud glistenin' glazed, that we giftin
Every sound, we trying to mash and attention
We bung the latest feelings, they just re-rap through the givens
Them are talk first, we are observe and listen
Then shit you off the fiction plots and friction to the pistons
Ladies that twistin' it, music's kissin', you forbidden
Rappers that's fake, make no mistake, you we are dissing
To dance on the floor, and around, that is our mission
No sittin', getting fit and shit and enjoy your chew with them niggas from
The does where the block space flow
Black cats, freestyles, big bro
Fly, die high, super wise on the floor
Said it go out fast, but it come back slow
What you know? (what you know?)
That it come back slow
It go out fast, but it come back slow
Nigga, mind how you go, keep your swerve in control
'Coz it go out fast, but it come back sloooooooooow

[Hook: Cat Satisfaction]
Boogie woogie with your body, feel free
My mind loses connectivity
Over the years, and plenty of seed
Wiggle, move the cold in me (saying)

See, you reap what you sow
Gathering it knows really never gets old
Stories and dance around to be told
So I

Shiver me timbers, relax my spine
Play it then, let my soul unwind
Streams of energy now intertwined

To sway my ifs comes instinctively
Communication distinctively
To unchain those likeminded with glee
To wig out philocaly

[Verse 2: Thee Stasia]
United negro, movement improvement, eh
Like you wanted when the groove went improved you, that
You were wanted on the dance floor and you move back
To the wall with all the ((chu nu sta sing kat))
You plant wildflowers, I was dancing back-to-back
Ch-ch-cheeky, no, we stay geek, asthma attack
As we sweat it out, we get it out, we deal to that
To a girl that make me say, "Bang my heel to that"
And there's no need to oppose or appeal to that
Once the rhythm hits the rhyme I'm a filled with that
Nigga down la sol lime, I'm Corneel, get that
We catch it on libid's fine, say the realest cats

And it was never dubbed our trance
Back to 3 dimensions and hands in our pants
It was such a force, I tried to stop it but I can't
So still it morphs, this shit is way too advanced (too advanced, too advanced)
tunamelt
UG's Avatar-less Wonder
Join date: Sep 2011
13 IQ
#6
*Random lyrics here
Not exactly a frequent poster.
TheReverend724
another hit, barry bonds
Join date: Feb 2006
2,946 IQ
#7
I close my eyes and seize it
I clench my fists and beat it
I light my torch and burn it
I am the beast I worship...

And I know soon come my time
For in mine void a pale horse burns
But I fear not the time I'm taken
Past the point of no return.
Wage war like no tomorrow
Cuz no hell there won't be one
For all who deny the struggle
The triumphant overcome

Trips to where, few have been
Out of thin air, upon high winds
Rites begin when the sun descends
Have felt what few will ever know
Have seen the truth beneath the glow,
Of the ebb and flow, where roots of all mysteries grow
I am below, so far below
The bottom line
Transmitting live, transmissions rise
From the depths out of controlled by
Suspended glance of an unblinking eyes
Imminent gaze cast 'pon the path that winds
'Pon the path I find, and claim as mine
To ride the waves, of unrest
Made to make me shine as a testament
To why the ways of the blind will never get
Shit but shanked by my disrespect
Dismiss this life, worship death
Cold blood night of serpent's breath
Exhaled like spells from the endlessness
In the bottomless wells of emptiness
Channeled to invoke what we represent

Secret order
Elitist horde of
Creeping fire
Seizing power
Riders of the lupus hour
Eye on palm
Time is gone
Moonlight drawn
Fly til dawn
Sacrifice to rise beyond
Deep inside the violent calm
Of the coming storm
In blood sworn
To glorify and for life adorn
With all that dies to become unborn

I close my eyes and seize it
I clench my fists and beat it
I light my torch and burn it
I am the beast I worship...
I am the beast I worship

In the time before time eyes 'bove which horns
Curve like psychotropic scythes
And smell of torn flesh bled dry
By hell swarms of pestis flies
Vomiting forth flames lit by
An older than ancient force
That slays this life with no remorse

The spiral storm
Of flames inside
The torch I raise
The force I ride

Feel my vessel go up in flames
Flesh torch lit by thee unnamed
Direct connection to the source
Vestment of unnatural force
Forever burning black torch
Wisdom of the old and true
Possessed by the chosen few
Shining to reveal the ways
Of a darkness that pervades
All that is and ever was
Inferno of witches blood

Worship is not on bended knee
Nature knows not of mercy
To pray is to accept defeat
Power pisses on the weak
Bow and beheaded by the beast
Beggar on a bitches leash
Scum is desperate for relief
Worship is the way I ride
Witching currents through the eye
Of storms that force the false to die
Worship the flames with which I rise
Into apocalyptic skies

Harsh winds flay mine flesh to bone
In splintered skeleton I roam
Wastelands with not to call my own
But the path I walk alone
The hunger burns, within my gut
As my bones turn into dust

And I know soon come my time
For in mine void a pale horse burns
But I fear not the time I'm taken
Past the point of no return
Wage war like no tomorrow, know well there wont we one
For all who deny the struggle
The triumphant overcome ...

I close my eyes and seize it
I clench my fists and beat it
I light my torch and burn it
I am the beast I worship...
I am the beast I worship
Mr.-Bungle
Mr. Bungle
Join date: Jun 2008
242 IQ
#8
There's sweeps in Knives and pens? I only listened to it once and heard some slow arse arpeggios near the end..

I was to distracted by the douchebaggery and the 13 year old drummer. They are like a combination of Hinder and Escape the fate.
DamagingExcess
Periphery Nerd
Join date: Feb 2011
107 IQ
#10
They suck and Jinx is up his ****ing ass. He thinks he's so ****ing amazing
Gear:
Shecter Omen 6 with Seymour Duncan SH-6
Epiphone Les Paul Standard
Fender Frontman 25r (crappy)
MXR CAE WAH
Digitech HardWire TL-2 Metal Distortion (Makes the amp sound not shitty)
due 07
haaan
Join date: Jun 2006
2,902 IQ
#12
[Intro]
It's your boy Lil B in this Mother****er
Yeah man violate that bitch brah
I dont give a **** man
Pretty boys I look so good
I'mma violate that bitch
**** her mouth

[Hook]
Let me get that head bitch
Suck my ****ing dick bitch
**** her in her mouth
You a nasty ass bitch
Word around town your bitch sucks on that dick
Face on deck I'mma violate that bitch

[Verse 1]
Word around town bitch I'mma nasty neighbor
30 on my dick and I'm running like the mayor
Young based god bust a nut in her hair
Violate the bitch man make her turn square
Give that bitch a ipad dick
I'm a lesbian man I only **** bitches
Bitches suck my dick cause I look like a Frenchman
Veuve swa bitch I'm on that neck like a lynch-man
Bitch I'm based god so I come with persistence
? head game the bitch look like Regan
Young based god and my nuts like raisins
Young based go I got the bitches in the cages

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Bitch asked me if I pack it with that long one
Ak47 bitch you know I got that long gun
Young based god step my bitch like shogun
Violate that bitch I'mma **** her like no one
**** her like a random
**** her cause I'm handsome
Young based god **** a bitch on the weekend
Took her ass home and I ****ed her on the dresser
Young based god tied her up cause she precious
Throw her in the mansion damn I'm so handsome
Conceited young bitch cause I'm a walking mannequin
Young based god look like I'm Ted Danson
Young based god I got these bad bitches screaming Wow

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Swagging out the frame
Damn I'm so clean
Young Based god came straight with that flame
Swag on my dick and I'm running like the train
Looking at my chain bitch sit down and ride this plank
(Shut up bitch and ride this dick)
****ing with that cane
Bitch snort this ring
Young based god **** her face like I'm trained
Tryna **** that mouth bitch I'm paying like I ?
Young based god pay debit for that face
**** her in her neck when I ask her whats her name
Violate that bitch and I busted through her brain
Ask me bout my name
You know its P. ?
I **** her in her ass and you know I **** that face Based God bitch

[Hook]
synestershadows
UG's Misery Signals Fan
Join date: Jun 2007
2,568 IQ
#14
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Call me Andrew!

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thecrowing33
Jack.
Join date: Oct 2009
802 IQ
#15
Now I finally have you, tied up against your will.
Drugged and dismembered, still unconscious, filthy ****ing *****.
Delay her death,
Torture begins,
Penetrate her ass and face.
She will make the perfect specimen, to cut up and sauté,
After we mangle her **** and **** her till she bleeds.
Skin her live, and roll her in salt, just to begin the first stage of assault.
Savagely rape her and beat her in.
Run the blade right down the spine,
Separate skin,
Peel the flesh from off her chest,
Reaching inside,
Cut her up internally
Dull is the blade,
Butcher the rest of her gut,
Leave it in sight.
Bleed you filthy *****.
Rape, devoured you piece of shit, your body so fragile, now broken in half. Misfortune dawned on you and others of backstabbing morals rot together.
Left to rot,
The stench of decay,
Awakes my bones,
In the blood feast
blake1221
‭‭
Join date: Oct 2007
711 IQ
#16
It's the bird, it must have been the bird
Disgusting critter, it must
We should have known better then trust
This disease infested ball of lust and carnage
Piece of garbage with wings and she has the guts to sing
Get the bird, catch her shoot her, I don't care
Get the bird, bring her down to the ground from out the air
Gotta tear her apart, let me at her first
Sink her to the level of the rest of us that inherit the earth

What's she thinking? does she really believe
That she's above the creatures that work the dirt and the streets
See her up in the tree, looking down at you and me
Like she's chosen over those that walk around on two feet
The bird, the melodies she play
The music she make, rubbing our faces in the feces of the daybreak
Trying to remind us, it's time to awake
Antagonizing and instigating my hate
The chirps, I turn them into screams
My feathered friend's end will justify the means
Disturbed, I'll grab her by her beak
And swing her in circles until she's too dizzy to speak

Well I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest
Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast
(She's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the fleas
She thinks she's better then me just because she's free?
I'll shake her from her branch, tear apart her nest
Break her skinny legs and fry her eggs up for breakfast
(She's a snake that can fly) she's just food for the fleas
She thinks she's better then me just because she's free?

My beautiful bird has gone away
GodofCheesecake
Master of the Machines
Join date: Apr 2006
1,405 IQ
#17
Well this is just silly.
My band, Escher
My progressive rock project, Mosaic

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synestershadows
UG's Misery Signals Fan
Join date: Jun 2007
2,568 IQ
#18
Fist****ing Her Decomposed Cadaver

Digging up her corpse, she is worm infested
Badly decomposed, but I take her to my home
Stench of rot turns me on and my **** grows rapidly
I am so horny, I need to **** that dirty *****
I put my **** in her mouth, bitch gives rotted head
It feels so good, I slap her pus-filled face
Now its time to give her something
Tongue****ing putrefying ****
The taste is incredible, much better than the one that is alive
I eat maggots from her pussy
I turn her over and start to **** like a mad dog
Deeper and harder, I am about to go crazy
Now its time to penetrate ass
Her asshole is so tight, this must be her first time
Faster and faster, I can feel my balls banging against her ****
I quickly cum, squirting inside rectum
Pulling my **** out, its covered with with sperm, shit and insects
****ing stupid bitch, your ass was dirty, you ****ing dead slut
I brutally smash my fist up her **** and rip her entrails out
Double fist****ing her asshole
Chainsaw mutilation, she is now in pieces
I put all parts in plastic bags and drive back to cemetary
One by one I throw bags down her grave
No time to bury her again, **** you *****
Call me Andrew!

Check Out My Band
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asator
whatever
Join date: Jan 2007
525 IQ
#19
I'm feeling a great mixture of happiness and pride looking at this thread. Replies could not have been better. Good job everyone, A+ all round.
My name is Danny. Call me that.
TheReverend724
another hit, barry bonds
Join date: Feb 2006
2,946 IQ
#20
Allow me to demonstrate the skill of Shaolin
The special technique of shadowboxing

[Intro: Inspectah Deck]
Poisonous, poisonous (word word word)
I should slap all y'all niggaz for comin in my ****in face with that shit
Alright cool yeah, go ahead man...
Poisonous

[Verse One: Inspectah Deck a.k.a. Rebel INS]
Poisonous paragraphs, smash ya phonograph
in half, it be the Inspectah Deck on the warpath
First class leavin mics with a cast
Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns blast
Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta
Rhymes runnin wild like a child in a walker
I scored from the inner slums abroad
And my thoughts are razor sharp I sliced the mic from the cord
First they criticize, but now they have become
mentally paralyzed with hits that I devise
Now I testify, the rest is I, Rebel INS
Ya highness, blessed to electrify
with voltage of an eel, truth that I reveal'll
crush the amateurs who screamed to keep it real
Caesar black down hoodied up and fatigues
Part time minor leagues receive third degrees
Attack like a wolf pack, once I pull back
the God-U, and bust through like a fullback

[Verse Two: Ghostface Killah a.k.a. Tony Starks]
Yo, you fourteen carat gold slum computer wizard
Tappin inside my rap vein causes blizzards
Do I like the kills for ice trife like botta digits
Gorillas injected with strength of eighty midgets
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends
Let my peeps in, niggaz gaspin swallowin aspirins
What a dosage, you overdosed in rap
High explosives my post-its hypnotize with hypnosis
I sell goods, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers
Record-breaking the album Thriller
Now access the jig who has bombs and rocket launchers
Float like dope killer bees is what I sponsor
Ya entrepeneur, pens and gear like shakespeare
When I **** I grab hair, collect drawers as souveneirs
**** yeah, my crew down German beers
My career is based on guns, throwin cats in wheelchairs
Etcetera, damage any lame ass competitor
Who try to front, get broken and passed like leathers
Whatever hot hardheads get shattered like mirrors
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter ya feathers
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic
Blew my family overseas in mansions
If rap was crack, fully packed I be tour cats
Tax the kingpin of the rap drug traffickin
Village niggaz get slapped in Manhattan
for rappin, big Ghost steps off laffin

(Were you just using the Wu-Tang school method against me?
I've learned so many styles, forgive me)

[Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef a.k.a. Lou Diamonds]
Sit back relax, fake niggaz don't get turns
Watch me massage ya brain with slang that's king
Projects filled with young men cause threats
Who is that? Thousand dollar chains and techs
Focus, the brokest niggaz of life shit
These mics is like cocaine Sun, check the suicidal hype shit
Exchange mad blunts taste the sweepstakes
Keepin up on fakes outta state for cakes
No doubt, plus nobody amount, we making dough off of
Puttin fifty on the Land and Allah, it's like that
Pull ya shoes up black, matta of fact just adapt
Tie up, ya black Nike's and tight hats
Corners, stay surrounded with foreigners
Whattup dread? Feds caught you grudgin for his bread
But regardless, peace to jail niggaz with charges
Unify layin in the guard with La
My Clan done ran from Japan to Atlanta, with stamina
Clingers and gamblers, and gram handlers
Tical like the Isle, so God, let's get steamed
Infrared guard yo' Beem, so seek nuff respect
Rude bwoy you bet, keep it movin par shallah
Pro black like tar
Designin the fly shit and stay shinin and
the RZA pours more beats than Cristal's fine wine
Concrete raps go to black
with 50 other niggaz on the other side of the map
Knew it's all good and all done what, we want some
Mike Tyson of this rap shit, pullin out Macs for fun

[Verse Four: The Genius/GZA a.k.a. Maximillion]
The nigga don't get mad, I got mad styles of my own
And it's shown when my hands grip the chrome microphone
Verbally I catch bodies with cordless shotties
Intriguin emcees, I keep em trained like potties
I bomb facts, my sword is an axe
to split backs invisible, like dope fiend tracks
Sky's the limit, niggaz are timid, and nobody knows
How we move like wolfs in sheep clothes
Producin data, microchips or software
Undaground and off air, the Land of the Lost
Notorious henchman from the North
Strikin niggaz where the Mason-Dixon line crossed
synestershadows
UG's Misery Signals Fan
Join date: Jun 2007
2,568 IQ
#22
not funny
Call me Andrew!

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BK202
The Shape of Jazz To Come
Join date: Jul 2008
614 IQ
#23
Quote by Ignite
omg I love BVB so much, I can really relate to their lyrics. Their musicianship is phenomenal too.

so proud to be part of the BVB army!

I wanna b u
synestershadows
UG's Misery Signals Fan
Join date: Jun 2007
2,568 IQ
#24
Quote by BK202
I wanna b on u

Figured.
Call me Andrew!

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BK202
The Shape of Jazz To Come
Join date: Jul 2008
614 IQ
#25
Quote by synestershadows
Figured.

0n1y @zn 0r m3*i<@n sc33n3 gurrrr1z

EDIT: Dude I don't even know what that's trying to say.
Luke200420
Self Proclaimed Astronaut
Join date: Aug 2004
341 IQ
#26
Can't stand them. Their image died circa 1990, the vocalist sucks, and they're full of themselves. The guitarists and drummer are pretty good though.
I don't always post in the threads but when I do its random and pointless because I'm ignorant enough to think you care.
blake1221
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Join date: Oct 2007
711 IQ
#28
Quote by BK202
0n1y @zn 0r m3*i<@n sc33n3 gurrrr1z

EDIT: Dude I don't even know what that's trying to say.


Only asian or mexican scene girls.

Don't lie.
BK202
The Shape of Jazz To Come
Join date: Jul 2008
614 IQ
#29
I knew what I was saying when I was typing it, but I couldn't figure out what I was saying when I read it again.

That's what happens when you have a cold and take too much robotussin.
Geldin
Registered User
Join date: Sep 2008
1,677 IQ
#30
Definitely not even remotely 'core. This belongs in modern rock if anywhere.
lolmnt
Earth of the Butt
Join date: Sep 2006
4,159 IQ
#31
You say one for the trebble, two for the time
Come on y'all let's rock this!
You say one for the trebble, two for the time
Come on!

Speech is my hammer, bang the world into shape
Now let it fall... (Hungh!!)
My restlessness is my nemesis
It's hard to really chill and sit still
Committed to page, I write rhymes
Sometimes won't finish for days
Scrutinize my literature, from the large to the miniature
I mathematically add-minister
Subtract the wack
Selector, wheel it back, I'm feeling that
(Ha ha ha) From the core to the perimeter black,
You know the motto
Stay fluid even in staccato
(Mos Def) Full blooded, full throttle
Breathe deep inside the trunk hollow
There's the hum, young man where you from
Brooklyn number one
Native son, speaking in the native tongue
I got my eyes on tomorrow (there it is)
While you still try to follow where it is
I'm on the Ave where it lives and dies
Violently, silently
Shine so vibrantly that eyes squint to catch a glimpse
Embrace the bass with my dark ink fingertips
Used to speak the king's English
But caught a rash on my lips
So now my chat just like dis
Long range from the base-line (switch)
Move like an apparition
Float to the ground with ammuntion (chi-chi-chi-POW)
Move from the gate, voice cued on your tape
Putting food on your plate
Many crews can relate
Who choosing your fate (yo)
We went from picking cotton
To chain gang line chopping
To Be-Bopping
To Hip-Hopping
Blues people got the blue chip stock option
Invisible man, got the whole world watching
(where ya at) I'm high, low, east, west,
All over your map
I'm getting big props, with this thing called hip hop
Where you can either get paid or get shot
When your product in stock
The fair-weather friends flock
When your chart position drop
Then the phone calls....
Chill for a minute
Let's see whoelse tops
Snatch your shelf spot
Don't gas yourself ock
The industry just a better built cell block
A long way from the shell tops
And the bells that L rocked (rock, rock, rock, rock...)

[scratching]

Hip Hop is prosecution evidence
The out of court settlement
Ad space for liquor
Sick without benefits (hungh!)
Luxury tenements choking the skyline
It's low life getting tree-top high
Here there's a back water remedy
Bitter intent to memory
A class E felony
Facing the death penalty (hungh!)
Stimulant and sedative, original repetitive
Violently competitive, a school unacredited
The break beats you get broken with
on time and inappropriate
Hip Hop went from selling crack to smoking it
Medicine for loneliness
Remind me of Thelonius and Dizzy
Propers to B-Boys getting busy
The war-time snap shot
The working man's jack-pot
A two dollar snack box
Sold beneath the crack spot
Olympic spnosor of the black glock
Gold medalist in the back shot
From the sovereign state of the have-nots
Where farmers have trouble with cash crops (woooo)
It's all city like phase two
Hip Hop will simply amaze you
Craze you, pay you
Do whatever you say do
But black, it can't save you
*-)
Quote by Bob_Sacamano
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i mean no offense to buttholes and poop or anything

Rest in Peace, Troy Davis and Trayvon Martin and Jordan Davis and Eric Garner and Mike Brown
Meelad360
Oli Sykes<3
Join date: Jun 2009
846 IQ
#32
BVB is my favorite band other than BMTH.

Otherwise,
Right about now NWA court is in full effect.
Judge Dre presiding in the case of NWA versus the police department.
Prosecuting attourneys are MC Ren Ice Cube and Eazy mutha****in E.
Order order order. Ice Cube take the mutha****in stand.
Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth
and nothin but the truth so help your black ass?

Why don't you tell everybody what the **** you gotta say?

**** tha police
Comin straight from the underground
Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown
And not the other color so police think
They have the authority to kill a minority

**** that shit, cuz I ain't tha one
For a punk mutha****a with a badge and a gun
To be beatin on, and throwin in jail
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell

****in with me cuz I'm a teenager
With a little bit of gold and a pager
Searchin my car, lookin for the product
Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics

You'd rather see me in the pen
Then me and Lorenzo rollin in the Benzo
Beat tha police outta shape
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of the slaughter
Still can't swallow bread and water

I don't know if they fags or what
Search a nigga down and grabbin his nuts
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none
But don't let it be a black and a white one
Cuz they slam ya down to the street top
Black police showin out for the white cop

Ice Cube will swarm
On any mutha****a in a blue uniform
Just cuz I'm from the CPT, punk police are afraid of me
A young nigga on a warpath
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath
Of cops, dyin in LA
Yo Dre, I got somethin to say

**** the police (4X)


M. C. Ren, will you please give your testimony to the jury about this ****ed up incident.>

**** tha police and Ren said it with authority
because the niggaz on the street is a majority.
A gang, is with whoever I'm stepping
and the mother****in' weapon
is kept in a stash box, for the so-called law
wishin' Ren was a nigga that they never saw

Lights start flashin behind me
But they're scared of a nigga so they mace me to blind me
But that shit don't work, I just laugh
Because it gives em a hint not to step in my path

To the police I'm sayin **** you punk
Readin my rights and shit, it's all junk
Pullin out a silly club, so you stand
With a fake assed badge and a gun in your hand

But take off the gun so you can see what's up
And we'll go at it punk, I'ma **** you up

Make ya think I'm a kick your ass
But drop your gat, and Ren's gonna blast
I'm sneaky as **** when it comes to crime
But I'm a smoke em now, and not next time

Smoke any mutha****a that sweats me
Or any assho that threatens me
I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope
Takin out a cop or two, they can't cope with me

The mutha****in villian that's mad
With potential to get bad as ****
So I'm a turn it around
Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound
Ya, somethin like that, but it all depends on the size of the gat

Takin out a police would make my day
But a nigga like Ren don't give a **** to say

**** the police (4X)

Police, open now. We have a warrant for Eazy-E's arrest.
Get down and put your hands up where I can see em.
Just shut the **** up and get your mutha****in ass on the floor.
[huh?]>

and tell the jury how you feel abou this bullshit.>

I'm tired of the mutha****in jackin
Sweatin my gang while I'm chillin in the shackin
Shining tha light in my face, and for what
Maybe it's because I kick so much butt

I kick ass, or maybe cuz I blast
On a stupid assed nigga when I'm playin with the trigga
Of any Uzi or an AK
Cuz the police always got somethin stupid to say

They put up my picture with silence
Cuz my identity by itself causes violence
The E with the criminal behavior
Yeah, I'm a gansta, but still I got flavor

Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got?
A sucka in a uniform waitin to get shot,
By me, or another nigga.
and with a gat it don't matter if he's smarter or bigger
[MC Ren: Sidle him, kid, he's from the old school, fool]

And as you all know, E's here to rule
Whenever I'm rollin, keep lookin in the mirror
And there's no cue, yo, so I can hear a
Dumb mutha****a with a gun

And if I'm rollin off the 8, he'll be tha one
That I take out, and then get away
And while I'm drivin off laughin
This is what I'll say

**** the police (4X)

The jury has found you guilty of bein a redneck,
whitebread, chickenshit mutha****a.
Wait, that's a lie. That's a goddamn lie.
I want justice! I want justice!
**** you, you black mutha****a!>

**** the police (3X)
lolmnt
Earth of the Butt
Join date: Sep 2006
4,159 IQ
#33
[CLEF:]
Another MC lose his life tonight, lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
O lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa

[CLEF:]
I haunt MC's like Mephistophales
Bringin swords and Damacles
Secret service keep a close watch as if my name was Kennedy
Abstract raps simple with a street format
Gaze into the sky and measure planets by parallax.
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation.
I Feel like Rockwell, "Somebody's watching me"
I got no privacy whether on land or at sea.
And for you biting zealots, your raps are cacophonic
Hypocrite, critic, but deep inside you wish you had the pop hit.
It hurts don't it, the refugees come to your turf and take over the earth.

[INTERLUDE (Lauryn):]
See my rhymes are the type of fly rhymes
That can only get down with my crew
And if you try to take lines or bite rhymes
We'll show you how the refugees do.

[LAURYN:]
Behold, as my odes, manifold on your rhymes
Two MC's can't occupy the same space at the same time.
It's against the laws of Physics.
So weep as your sweet dreams break up like Eurythmics
Rap rejects my tape deck, ejects projectile
Whether jew or gentile
I rank top percentile,
Many styles,
More powerful than gamma rays
My grammar pays,
Like Carlos Sanatana plays
Black Magic Woman
So while you fuming, I'm consuming
Mango juice under Polaris,
You're just embarrassed
Cause it's your "Last Tango in Paris"
And even after all my logic and my theory,
I add a muthaf**ker so you ignint niggas hear me.
And you remember take notes,
As I sow my rap otas
And for you biting zealots, here's a quote.

[Chorus (CLEF):]
Another MC lose his life tonight, lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
O lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa

[CLEF:]
You can try but you can't divide the tribe
These cats can't rap, Mr. Author I feel no Vibe
The magazine says the girl should have gone solo,
The guys should stop rapping, vanish like Menudo.
Took it to the heart, but every actor plays his part
As long as someone was listening, I knew it was a start,
For me to get a chance, grab my pen and revamp
Do a cameo while everybody do the dance.
Quick now, cause you runnin' out of lucka
Playin' Mr. Big, I'm gonna get you sucka.
While you munchin at your luncheon, I'll be planning your assassination
Then hit you like the Dutchmen

[PRAZ:]
I compress sound sets with my rap DBX
Then drop vocals on my 456 AMPEX
Bring terror to the shop of horror,
As she cries "Mi amor"
The phantom dies in the opera
And to the youngin's who carry gadgets
And kill 6 days a week then on a sabbath.
Violence ain't necessary, unless you provoke me
Then get buried like the great Mussolini
And for you bitin' Zealots
Your rap styles are relics
No matter who you damage
You're still a false prophet.

[Chorus (CLEF):]
Another MC lose his life tonight, lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
O lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
*-)
Quote by Bob_Sacamano
i kinda wish we all had a penis and vagina instead of buttholes

i mean no offense to buttholes and poop or anything

Rest in Peace, Troy Davis and Trayvon Martin and Jordan Davis and Eric Garner and Mike Brown
thunder4400
Registered User
Join date: Nov 2007
13 IQ
#34
Yeah, mother ****er
sup nigga
Gangsta Rap nigga.
Nigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , im %100 nigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , im %200 nigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why do police hate niggas?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , they hate us cause our dicks is bigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you call yourself a nigga?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , cause im a mother ****ing nigga!
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you drink so much beer?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , I dont drink beer, I drink malt liquor

Cause im a nigga!
Im a mother ****in nigga man, I aint all that african american shit
**** that im a nigga, I aint mixed Im a nigga
N-I-...G-G-A, nigga, you already know

Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you eat so much chicken?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why won't you make it in my kitchen?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you call them hoes bitches?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , cause them hoes is bitches!
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you stay in the hood?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , cause I dont like livin by peckerwoods
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you aint got no job?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , seven dollars all wont feed me dog
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why yo pants gotta sag?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , cause hand-me-downs downs is all a nigga has!
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you scared to go to court?
Shit, cause the judge look just like that put our ass on the boat and made me a nigga
Mama Rag is a nigga
Durag is a nigga
Ballstics is a nigga
And I'm Uretha's nigga
Nigga!
synestershadows
UG's Misery Signals Fan
Join date: Jun 2007
2,568 IQ
#35
Quote by thunder4400
Yeah, mother ****er
sup nigga
Gangsta Rap nigga.
Nigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , im %100 nigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , im %200 nigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why do police hate niggas?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , they hate us cause our dicks is bigga
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you call yourself a nigga?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , cause im a mother ****ing nigga!
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you drink so much beer?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , I dont drink beer, I drink malt liquor

Cause im a nigga!
Im a mother ****in nigga man, I aint all that african american shit
**** that im a nigga, I aint mixed Im a nigga
N-I-...G-G-A, nigga, you already know

Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you eat so much chicken?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why won't you make it in my kitchen?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you call them hoes bitches?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , cause them hoes is bitches!
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you stay in the hood?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , cause I dont like livin by peckerwoods
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you aint got no job?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , seven dollars all wont feed me dog
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why yo pants gotta sag?
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , cause hand-me-downs downs is all a nigga has!
Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga , why you scared to go to court?
Shit, cause the judge look just like that put our ass on the boat and made me a nigga
Mama Rag is a nigga
Durag is a nigga
Ballstics is a nigga
And I'm Uretha's nigga
Nigga!

You win.
Call me Andrew!

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HxC Sun God
Join date: Jun 2011
177 IQ
#36
Quote by BK202
I knew what I was saying when I was typing it, but I couldn't figure out what I was saying when I read it again.

That's what happens when you have a cold and take too much robotussin.

STUNTIN ON TUSSIN


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InstantAXonHero
Registered User
Join date: Dec 2007
713 IQ
#40
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids

Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo)
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
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