Quote A Lyric That Made Ur Face Do This
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You not the first person
The first person from your first curse until your first cursive
And your curse words is in the curve version
It occurs virgin is the word version
That refers perfect to the first person
In the third verse, who's really me
In the third person but prefers the first one
That's me, again
lets see if this shit works, i can never seem to get it to work, but hopefully when you press play, it starts at the timestamp
You not the first person
The first person from your first curse until your first cursive
And your curse words is in the curve version
It occurs virgin is the word version
That refers perfect to the first person
In the third verse, who's really me
In the third person but prefers the first one
That's me, again
lets see if this shit works, i can never seem to get it to work, but hopefully when you press play, it starts at the timestamp
JUDAH
OG
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[Verse 2: Styles P]
Recognize greatness, tenacious
Gracious, mark of design, the new Matrix
I can make Dr. Strange brain look basic
MCs on the dinner menu and I ain't ate shit
Who's the entree? I'm a giant like Andre
You just an appetizer, weak rapper in harm's way
These elite rhymes, prayers and peace signs
Staring at the air, fled the joint, hope the beast died
Icy ass road, no brakes let the Jeep slide
Playing hide and seek with my sleep, where did he hide?
Popular, hook philosopher since knee high
Ironic, I really ran with the wolves at G high
You ain't hearing me, higher power preparing me
To have a higher power in rap for transparency
I'm clear to you, I'm here with you
High and in the cloud, I should put it in the air for you
[Verse 2: Styles P]
Recognize greatness, tenacious
Gracious, mark of design, the new Matrix
I can make Dr. Strange brain look basic
MCs on the dinner menu and I ain't ate shit
Who's the entree? I'm a giant like Andre
You just an appetizer, weak rapper in harm's way
These elite rhymes, prayers and peace signs
Staring at the air, fled the joint, hope the beast died
Icy ass road, no brakes let the Jeep slide
Playing hide and seek with my sleep, where did he hide?
Popular, hook philosopher since knee high
Ironic, I really ran with the wolves at G high
You ain't hearing me, higher power preparing me
To have a higher power in rap for transparency
I'm clear to you, I'm here with you
High and in the cloud, I should put it in the air for you
boy stop
FakeOhMars
MEH!
A divine leader
Shine brighter, bonita mami meet a line sniffer
Never, poetic rhyme writer, chiefer
Ebony empress getter
Celebrity Apprentice a devil show
Big up to Africa, Mexico
Shine brighter, bonita mami meet a line sniffer
Never, poetic rhyme writer, chiefer
Ebony empress getter
Celebrity Apprentice a devil show
Big up to Africa, Mexico
BDP™️
Acknowledge Moi
I been had skills, Cristal spills
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill'
The ice grill make it hard to figure me
Liquor be kickin' me in my asshole
Undercover Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Half a brick of yay in the bra
where her titties at
And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Right hand grip on the whip
for the smooth getaway
Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee,
all about the Benjis, what...
BIG - All about the Benjamins
This verse give me the stank face everytime I hear it...BIG was the greatest and cant nobody tell me different brethren
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill'
The ice grill make it hard to figure me
Liquor be kickin' me in my asshole
Undercover Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Half a brick of yay in the bra
where her titties at
And I'm livin' that for life, we push weight
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
Listen close, it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Right hand grip on the whip
for the smooth getaway
Player haters, get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off 'til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee,
all about the Benjis, what...
BIG - All about the Benjamins
This verse give me the stank face everytime I hear it...BIG was the greatest and cant nobody tell me different brethren
FakeOhMars
MEH!
The beat breaks and your teeth break
Keep your canines embedded in my knuckles as a keepsake
It would seem your veneers just mere souvenirs falling out Your mouth and on to the landscape
Me and El-P do the secret handshake
Then I pummel punch a pumpkin head punk in his pimple face
'Till he's punch drunk cause he's sweet as a pound cake
(Ain't he pussy, Mike?) Yeah, El, I'll say
Into the wild, wildstyle ghetto child running wild
Where the lions and the owls stay
Killer Mike - A Christmas Fucking Miracle
Keep your canines embedded in my knuckles as a keepsake
It would seem your veneers just mere souvenirs falling out Your mouth and on to the landscape
Me and El-P do the secret handshake
Then I pummel punch a pumpkin head punk in his pimple face
'Till he's punch drunk cause he's sweet as a pound cake
(Ain't he pussy, Mike?) Yeah, El, I'll say
Into the wild, wildstyle ghetto child running wild
Where the lions and the owls stay
Killer Mike - A Christmas Fucking Miracle
"But you gotta eat the booty like groceries"
Golden
Administrator
Instead he spent hours at some corner spot
With some bar pop named Cookie
Putting his thing down
Soiling Mommy's sheets with
Sweet, talk shit,
Cookie's cheap lipstick,
Hair grease, sperm, and Jezebel juice
To hell with the good news that
He was a father for the first time
His thirst for wine and women
Clouded his vision
No warm welcome for mother and son
Just
The rank smell of ass-crack, funk, and cum
But Mommy's prayerful strength-her best defense
She, burned the dirty linens
Made a fresh bed
- The Roots, Return to Innocence Lost
With some bar pop named Cookie
Putting his thing down
Soiling Mommy's sheets with
Sweet, talk shit,
Cookie's cheap lipstick,
Hair grease, sperm, and Jezebel juice
To hell with the good news that
He was a father for the first time
His thirst for wine and women
Clouded his vision
No warm welcome for mother and son
Just
The rank smell of ass-crack, funk, and cum
But Mommy's prayerful strength-her best defense
She, burned the dirty linens
Made a fresh bed
- The Roots, Return to Innocence Lost
Uhh.. I'm flaming' gats, aiming' at, these fucking
Maniacs, put my name in raps, what part the
Game is that? Like they hustle backwards
I smoke Backwoods and Dutchies, you can't touch me
Try to rush me, slugs go, touchy-touchy
You're bleeding lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above me
Or beneath me, your whole life you live sneaky
Now you rest eternally, sleepy, you burn when you creep me
Rest where the worms and the weak be
My nine flies, baptize, rap guys
With the Holy Ghost, I put holes in most
You hold your toast shaky, slipping' trying to break me
Look what you made me do, brains blew
My team in the marine-blue, six Coupe
Skied it out, weeded out, cleaning' out -- the block
For distances, giving' long kisses BITCH!
Big killed that nigga without uttering his name.
Maniacs, put my name in raps, what part the
Game is that? Like they hustle backwards
I smoke Backwoods and Dutchies, you can't touch me
Try to rush me, slugs go, touchy-touchy
You're bleeding lovely, wit'chyo, spirit above me
Or beneath me, your whole life you live sneaky
Now you rest eternally, sleepy, you burn when you creep me
Rest where the worms and the weak be
My nine flies, baptize, rap guys
With the Holy Ghost, I put holes in most
You hold your toast shaky, slipping' trying to break me
Look what you made me do, brains blew
My team in the marine-blue, six Coupe
Skied it out, weeded out, cleaning' out -- the block
For distances, giving' long kisses BITCH!
Big killed that nigga without uttering his name.
Black
🍂
"Everybody, everybody...everybody.
EverybodysitchabitchassdownandlistentothistruemothafuckinstorytoldbyKendrickLamaronrosecranssss ya bitch.
Smokin on the finest dope, ai ya ya ya.
Drank until I cant no mo, ai ya ya ya.
Really Im a sober soul, but Im wit the homies right now.
And we ain askin for no favors.
Rusha nigga quick and laugh about later, ai ya ya ya.
Really Im a peacemaker, but Immm wit the homies right noww.
And momma used to say...
One day it's gon burn you out.
One day it's gon burn you out, out.
Ahhh one day...
One day it's gon burn you outttt.
One day it's gon burn you, but Im wit the homies right now."
Kendrick Lamar - Art of Peer Pressure
One of my fave songs by Kendrick. Vibe so hard to this and then the beat? I just love this song mane lol.
EverybodysitchabitchassdownandlistentothistruemothafuckinstorytoldbyKendrickLamaronrosecranssss ya bitch.
Smokin on the finest dope, ai ya ya ya.
Drank until I cant no mo, ai ya ya ya.
Really Im a sober soul, but Im wit the homies right now.
And we ain askin for no favors.
Rusha nigga quick and laugh about later, ai ya ya ya.
Really Im a peacemaker, but Immm wit the homies right noww.
And momma used to say...
One day it's gon burn you out.
One day it's gon burn you out, out.
Ahhh one day...
One day it's gon burn you outttt.
One day it's gon burn you, but Im wit the homies right now."
Kendrick Lamar - Art of Peer Pressure
One of my fave songs by Kendrick. Vibe so hard to this and then the beat? I just love this song mane lol.
Old Man Cain
OG
Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
to conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly
I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me
while, funny style niggaz roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the
pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual
Nas a fool with the pen
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
to conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly
I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me
while, funny style niggaz roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the
pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual
Nas a fool with the pen
you lose limbs when fuck with him
That be I strapped and high
FBI all on back want to trap the guy
Got niggas in all black want to snatch my pies
Never that too many gats
Too many guns
Too many vest
Tough guys not too many left
Where they at?
Dead gone locked behind bars in jail
I know I aint too far from hell
I'll spit the devil these bars in hell
Dog I been through it son
Look at my scars and tell
Catch Mac in a Chevy truck slightly tinted
No excuses on who might be in it
You know passenger side twisting backwoods
Slightly spin it
Crack the window the indo slightly scented
Splash of haze and hash lightly blended
Put the pressure on niggas who might be timid
Like, you got like a minute
To put the cash in this bag or ya ass just might be in it
In small pieces, I'll snatch your family up
Start from tall nephews to your small nieces
Bitches
That be I strapped and high
FBI all on back want to trap the guy
Got niggas in all black want to snatch my pies
Never that too many gats
Too many guns
Too many vest
Tough guys not too many left
Where they at?
Dead gone locked behind bars in jail
I know I aint too far from hell
I'll spit the devil these bars in hell
Dog I been through it son
Look at my scars and tell
Catch Mac in a Chevy truck slightly tinted
No excuses on who might be in it
You know passenger side twisting backwoods
Slightly spin it
Crack the window the indo slightly scented
Splash of haze and hash lightly blended
Put the pressure on niggas who might be timid
Like, you got like a minute
To put the cash in this bag or ya ass just might be in it
In small pieces, I'll snatch your family up
Start from tall nephews to your small nieces
Bitches
So me I maintain
But its stress on my brain
But your death ain't in vain
Lost my breath when it came and uh
They say rejoice in death but the pain
Best believe my first boy gon' be blessed wit your name
All that's left is your face on the picture
On my dresser in the frame
And it just ain't the same I'm like
Dam man, how my another homey missin
Not to mention big homey stressin
Where do I go for advice
Man its shows every week
But its bodies every night
Man is cold on these streets and uh
Niggas know the police
And the drama its still there
And my momma she still there
we needa have a young chris appreciation day....lawd
But its stress on my brain
But your death ain't in vain
Lost my breath when it came and uh
They say rejoice in death but the pain
Best believe my first boy gon' be blessed wit your name
All that's left is your face on the picture
On my dresser in the frame
And it just ain't the same I'm like
Dam man, how my another homey missin
Not to mention big homey stressin
Where do I go for advice
Man its shows every week
But its bodies every night
Man is cold on these streets and uh
Niggas know the police
And the drama its still there
And my momma she still there
we needa have a young chris appreciation day....lawd
Old Man Cain
OG
Rare nigga, I'm a wonder
Your best success is my worst blunder
Feds tap the number
Jewelry Jacqueline Onassis could appreciate
Weed to alleviate the pain
Eddie Kane, Richard Pryor pinky ring
Watch your conduct nigga
Throw parties for my niggas that’s living, you guessed it
Models ya’ll keep them if they anorexic
Love em but can’t trust them
Hate em but won’t bust them
Caking in savings, spending, wasting
It's like a custom
Tats are hieroglyphics
Lipstick on the collar
I got more to lose than you do but I’m a rider
When did the rules change
Y’all living trendy on pennies
Meeting deadlines with ease, no game
You fire, I'm butane
Gator Timbs, ostrich belts
These be the times that I surprise myself
My niggas looking like black crows and packed shows
The Don voice stay pristine like I'm still seventeen
Jesus Christ I'd start a fight in the club just because if this came on
Your best success is my worst blunder
Feds tap the number
Jewelry Jacqueline Onassis could appreciate
Weed to alleviate the pain
Eddie Kane, Richard Pryor pinky ring
Watch your conduct nigga
Throw parties for my niggas that’s living, you guessed it
Models ya’ll keep them if they anorexic
Love em but can’t trust them
Hate em but won’t bust them
Caking in savings, spending, wasting
It's like a custom
Tats are hieroglyphics
Lipstick on the collar
I got more to lose than you do but I’m a rider
When did the rules change
Y’all living trendy on pennies
Meeting deadlines with ease, no game
You fire, I'm butane
Gator Timbs, ostrich belts
These be the times that I surprise myself
My niggas looking like black crows and packed shows
The Don voice stay pristine like I'm still seventeen
Jesus Christ I'd start a fight in the club just because if this came on
Yo I gotta back ache stomach ache diarrhea vomiting
Cold feet runny nose head ache insomnia
Cranky moody burpin' while I'm cursin'
Baby chair tied in a suburban drinkin' bbourbon
I'm only three and gotta chip Motorola
A hoochie babysitter with snitches on the stroller
Lyin cryin whinin' teethin'
Suckin' tities like I had years of breast feedin'
In the beginning I was sinning
Kept my mama back and forth
To the hospital for the constant kickin'
Kept a ass whippin', I get in them all
Show off like i'm for dolo, so fuck all y'all
Do you get your ass whipped with your mom's bad luck
Like ahuh yeu yeu get hit by a truck
Playin' catch a girl, fuck a girl
Put 'em in a sandwich
Just a young boy doing grown man shit
Cold feet runny nose head ache insomnia
Cranky moody burpin' while I'm cursin'
Baby chair tied in a suburban drinkin' bbourbon
I'm only three and gotta chip Motorola
A hoochie babysitter with snitches on the stroller
Lyin cryin whinin' teethin'
Suckin' tities like I had years of breast feedin'
In the beginning I was sinning
Kept my mama back and forth
To the hospital for the constant kickin'
Kept a ass whippin', I get in them all
Show off like i'm for dolo, so fuck all y'all
Do you get your ass whipped with your mom's bad luck
Like ahuh yeu yeu get hit by a truck
Playin' catch a girl, fuck a girl
Put 'em in a sandwich
Just a young boy doing grown man shit