100 Songs A Hip Hop Fan Should Hear Before They're Dead.
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75. Ice Cube - It Was A Good Day
http://www.zshare.net/audio/395927522394bc/
Album: The Predator (1992)
"Just wakin up in the mornin gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barkin from the dog, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog (damn)
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
(Whassup?) Hooked it up for later as I hit the do'
Thinkin will I live, another twenty-fo'
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop, at a red light
Lookin in my mirror and not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim, and she can fuck all night
Called up the homies and I'm askin y'all
Which park, are y'all playin basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week fucked around and got a triple double
Freakin niggaz everyway like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day (shit!)"
75. Ice Cube - It Was A Good Day
http://www.zshare.net/audio/395927522394bc/
Album: The Predator (1992)
"Just wakin up in the mornin gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barkin from the dog, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog (damn)
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
(Whassup?) Hooked it up for later as I hit the do'
Thinkin will I live, another twenty-fo'
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop, at a red light
Lookin in my mirror and not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim, and she can fuck all night
Called up the homies and I'm askin y'all
Which park, are y'all playin basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week fucked around and got a triple double
Freakin niggaz everyway like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day (shit!)"
76. Jay-Z ft. Biggie - Brooklyn's Finest
http://www.zshare.net/audio/39593069cfa268/
Album: Reasonable Doubt (1996)
"[Notorious B.I.G.]
.. hit ya, back split ya
Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles
Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle
Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle
Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug related
Most hate it..
[Jay-Z]
.. can't fade it
While y'all pump Willie, I run up in stunts silly
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me
But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin soft on him
What's ya name?
[Notorious B.I.G.]
.. Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra
Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet
Tryin to push 700's, they ain't made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbit; rings too
Niggaz 'round the way call me Igloo Stix (Who?)
Motherfucker!"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/39593069cfa268/
Album: Reasonable Doubt (1996)
"[Notorious B.I.G.]
.. hit ya, back split ya
Fuck fist fights and lame scuffles
Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle
Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle
Fuck a tussle, nickel-plated
Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug related
Most hate it..
[Jay-Z]
.. can't fade it
While y'all pump Willie, I run up in stunts silly
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me
But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin soft on him
What's ya name?
[Notorious B.I.G.]
.. Who shot ya? Mob ties like Sinatra
Peruvians tried to do me in, I ain't paid them yet
Tryin to push 700's, they ain't made them yet
Rolex and bracelets is frostbit; rings too
Niggaz 'round the way call me Igloo Stix (Who?)
Motherfucker!"
77. M.O.P. - Cold As Ice
http://www.zshare.net/audio/395959183a64bd/
Album: Warriorz (2000)
"[Billy Danze]
I'd like to welcome motherfuckers to the back of the mind of Bill
See I'm for real
When deliverin these M.O.P. tactics, I'll bury you bastards
I custom make caskets
The B.G. (told ya nigga) the Y.G. (soldier nigga)
Even the O.G. (cobra nigga) told ya nigga
I may come, with my gun in my hand
to make sure you motherfuckers understand
[Lil' Fame]
Pardon me!
How the fuck you gon' start with me?
I'm a heavyweight in this game, you just spar with me
You get laced down, from your face down, drop your shit
Niggaz thought M.O.P. stand for mop and shit
Don't don't DON'T, get it twisted
I told you that we top of the line designed realistic
For instance, MASH OUT POSSE
will come through and clear yo' ass out
dump and air yo' ass out, CHUMP, we cold"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/395959183a64bd/
Album: Warriorz (2000)
"[Billy Danze]
I'd like to welcome motherfuckers to the back of the mind of Bill
See I'm for real
When deliverin these M.O.P. tactics, I'll bury you bastards
I custom make caskets
The B.G. (told ya nigga) the Y.G. (soldier nigga)
Even the O.G. (cobra nigga) told ya nigga
I may come, with my gun in my hand
to make sure you motherfuckers understand
[Lil' Fame]
Pardon me!
How the fuck you gon' start with me?
I'm a heavyweight in this game, you just spar with me
You get laced down, from your face down, drop your shit
Niggaz thought M.O.P. stand for mop and shit
Don't don't DON'T, get it twisted
I told you that we top of the line designed realistic
For instance, MASH OUT POSSE
will come through and clear yo' ass out
dump and air yo' ass out, CHUMP, we cold"
78. Wu-Tang Clan - Protect Ya Neck
http://www.zshare.net/audio/3959559f1580cb/
Album: Enter The Wu-Tang: 36 Chambers (1993)
"I smoke on the mic like smokin Joe Frazier
The hell raiser, raisin hell with the flavor
Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan
Swingin through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman
So uhh, tic toc and keep tickin
While I get ya flippin off the shit I'm kickin
The Lone Ranger, code red, danger!
Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart
The vandal, too hot to handle
Ya battle, you're sayin Goodbye like Tevin Campbell
Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set
The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/3959559f1580cb/
Album: Enter The Wu-Tang: 36 Chambers (1993)
"I smoke on the mic like smokin Joe Frazier
The hell raiser, raisin hell with the flavor
Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan
Swingin through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman
So uhh, tic toc and keep tickin
While I get ya flippin off the shit I'm kickin
The Lone Ranger, code red, danger!
Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart
The vandal, too hot to handle
Ya battle, you're sayin Goodbye like Tevin Campbell
Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set
The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal"
79. Redman - How To Roll A Blunt
http://www.zshare.net/audio/39597041d03bcb/
Album: Whut Thee Album (1992)
"Check out a new type of gimmick which is splendid
Since you're down with other shit let's see if you're down with this
It's about..strictly trying to roll a blunt
When you get the hang of it, you'll catch more blunts than Archie Bunk
First of all you get a fat bag of ism
From uptown, any local store sells the shit friend
Purchase a philly, not the city of Philly
Silly punk, I'm talking 'bout the shit called the Philly blunt
Lick the blunt and then the Philly blunt middle you split
Don't have a razor blade, use ya fuckin fingertips
Crack the bag and then you pour the whole bag in
Spread the ism around until the ism reach each end
Take your finger and your thumb from tip to tip
Roll it in a motion then the top piece you lick
Seal it, dry it wit ya lighter if ya gotta
The results, mmmmmmmm....proper"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/39597041d03bcb/
Album: Whut Thee Album (1992)
"Check out a new type of gimmick which is splendid
Since you're down with other shit let's see if you're down with this
It's about..strictly trying to roll a blunt
When you get the hang of it, you'll catch more blunts than Archie Bunk
First of all you get a fat bag of ism
From uptown, any local store sells the shit friend
Purchase a philly, not the city of Philly
Silly punk, I'm talking 'bout the shit called the Philly blunt
Lick the blunt and then the Philly blunt middle you split
Don't have a razor blade, use ya fuckin fingertips
Crack the bag and then you pour the whole bag in
Spread the ism around until the ism reach each end
Take your finger and your thumb from tip to tip
Roll it in a motion then the top piece you lick
Seal it, dry it wit ya lighter if ya gotta
The results, mmmmmmmm....proper"
80. Run-DMC - King Of Rock
http://www.zshare.net/audio/3959522b669e81/
Album: King Of Rock (1984)
"I'm the king of rock, there is none higher
Sucker MC's should call me sire
To burn my kingdom, you must use fire
I won't stop rockin' till I retire
Now we rock the party and come correct
Our cuts are on time and rhymes connect
Got the right to vote and will elect
And other rappers can't stand us, but give us respect
They called us and said we're gettin iller
There's no one chiller
It's not Michael Jackson and this is not Thriller
As one def rapper, I know I can hang
I'm Run from Run-DMC, like Kool from Kool and the Gang
Roll to the rock, rock to the roll
DMC stands for devestating mic control
You can't touch me with a ten foot pole
And I even made the devil sell me his soul"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/3959522b669e81/
Album: King Of Rock (1984)
"I'm the king of rock, there is none higher
Sucker MC's should call me sire
To burn my kingdom, you must use fire
I won't stop rockin' till I retire
Now we rock the party and come correct
Our cuts are on time and rhymes connect
Got the right to vote and will elect
And other rappers can't stand us, but give us respect
They called us and said we're gettin iller
There's no one chiller
It's not Michael Jackson and this is not Thriller
As one def rapper, I know I can hang
I'm Run from Run-DMC, like Kool from Kool and the Gang
Roll to the rock, rock to the roll
DMC stands for devestating mic control
You can't touch me with a ten foot pole
And I even made the devil sell me his soul"
81. Onyx ft. Noreaga & Big Pun - Shut Em Down (Remix)
http://www.zshare.net/audio/39594991dad7f6/
Album: Shut Em Down (1998)
"NOWWW Sticky Fingaz, I'm still alive
that mean the greatest rapper of all time ain't never died
I'm underground
Too hard for the radio
MTV won't even play my video
They scared to death motha fuckas tryin to ban me
I'm the one who told Ol' Dirty to shut down the Grammys
You think they thinkin kid well me Stick
I burn all o' ya
I don't care if Puffy do ya remix!
I'm crazy, runnin up in Def Jam with a handgun
Fuck a royalty I'm a hold Russell for Ransom
I'll make you sleep where the worms do
I couldn't care less if you ate shit and died and turned blue
Niggaz like us gonna bring the game back
There's so many wack rappers out here I don't know where to aim at
I swear to God ain't nobody touchin me
Next time you see me gonna be the last thing you ever see
Word Up"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/39594991dad7f6/
Album: Shut Em Down (1998)
"NOWWW Sticky Fingaz, I'm still alive
that mean the greatest rapper of all time ain't never died
I'm underground
Too hard for the radio
MTV won't even play my video
They scared to death motha fuckas tryin to ban me
I'm the one who told Ol' Dirty to shut down the Grammys
You think they thinkin kid well me Stick
I burn all o' ya
I don't care if Puffy do ya remix!
I'm crazy, runnin up in Def Jam with a handgun
Fuck a royalty I'm a hold Russell for Ransom
I'll make you sleep where the worms do
I couldn't care less if you ate shit and died and turned blue
Niggaz like us gonna bring the game back
There's so many wack rappers out here I don't know where to aim at
I swear to God ain't nobody touchin me
Next time you see me gonna be the last thing you ever see
Word Up"
82. Naughty By Nauture - Hip Hop Hooray
http://www.zshare.net/audio/3959459a129d6e/
Album: 19 Naughty III (1993)
"(vinnie)
You drew a picture of my morning
But you couldnt make my day, hey!
Im rockin and youre yawning
But you never look my way, hey!
Im lickin down you darlin
In every single way, hey!
Your funny flow is foreign
And a green cards on the way!
(treach)
This aint got shit to do wit shampoo
But watch your head n shoulders brother older bold enough to fold ya
Yo I told ya a raid afraid of what I made
Plus played a funky fit so save ya flips
Plus tricks for that music plus the monkey bit.
(vinnie)
Triggas from the grilltown illtown
Some ask how it feels
How the deal is that were real so were still around
Dont lamp wit a freestyle phantom aint tryin to be handsome
Shrinkin what ya thinkin cause Im vampin"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/3959459a129d6e/
Album: 19 Naughty III (1993)
"(vinnie)
You drew a picture of my morning
But you couldnt make my day, hey!
Im rockin and youre yawning
But you never look my way, hey!
Im lickin down you darlin
In every single way, hey!
Your funny flow is foreign
And a green cards on the way!
(treach)
This aint got shit to do wit shampoo
But watch your head n shoulders brother older bold enough to fold ya
Yo I told ya a raid afraid of what I made
Plus played a funky fit so save ya flips
Plus tricks for that music plus the monkey bit.
(vinnie)
Triggas from the grilltown illtown
Some ask how it feels
How the deal is that were real so were still around
Dont lamp wit a freestyle phantom aint tryin to be handsome
Shrinkin what ya thinkin cause Im vampin"
83. MC Lyte - I Cram To Understand You
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4097683a042d1b/
Album: Lyte As A Rock (1988)
"Forgotten, next month we went to the deuce
Well, I thought it kinda strange cause you had lots of juice
You knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts, everybody
Asked ya how you met em, said you met em at a party
Then these girls tried to tell me you were sellin the stuff
I said, its not your business, so shut the fuck up
They said, okay lyte, think what you wanna think
But its gon be some shit when your man becomes a -
I said, look, to bust a move, I dont even know you
To put it lyte, I really dont care to
They kinda got mad and sort of offended
They said, we only lookin out for yo best interest
I said, thanks but no thanks in an aggravated tone
When I wanna find out, I find out on my own"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4097683a042d1b/
Album: Lyte As A Rock (1988)
"Forgotten, next month we went to the deuce
Well, I thought it kinda strange cause you had lots of juice
You knew the dopes, the pushers, the addicts, everybody
Asked ya how you met em, said you met em at a party
Then these girls tried to tell me you were sellin the stuff
I said, its not your business, so shut the fuck up
They said, okay lyte, think what you wanna think
But its gon be some shit when your man becomes a -
I said, look, to bust a move, I dont even know you
To put it lyte, I really dont care to
They kinda got mad and sort of offended
They said, we only lookin out for yo best interest
I said, thanks but no thanks in an aggravated tone
When I wanna find out, I find out on my own"
84. Eazy-E - Boyz In The Hood
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4097650cacd94c/
Album: N.W.A. And The Posse (1987)
"Woke up quick, at about noon
jus' thought that i had to be in compton soon
i gotta get drunk before the day begins
before my mother starts bitchin about ma friends
about to go and damn near went blind
young niggaz at the path throwin up gang signs
ran in the house, and grabbed ma clip
wit the mack 10 on the side of ma hip
bailed outside and pointed ma weapon
just as i thought the fools kept steppin
jumped in the fo' hit the juice on ma ride
i got front back, and side to side
then i let the alpine play (play)
pumpin new shit by NWA
it was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list
then i played my own shit and it went somethin' like this
cruisin down the street in my six-fo''
jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes
went to the park to get the scoop
knuckleheads out there cold, shootin some hoops
a car pulls up, who can it be
a fresh El Camino rollin kilo G
he rolled down his window and he started to say
its all about makin that G.T.A."
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4097650cacd94c/
Album: N.W.A. And The Posse (1987)
"Woke up quick, at about noon
jus' thought that i had to be in compton soon
i gotta get drunk before the day begins
before my mother starts bitchin about ma friends
about to go and damn near went blind
young niggaz at the path throwin up gang signs
ran in the house, and grabbed ma clip
wit the mack 10 on the side of ma hip
bailed outside and pointed ma weapon
just as i thought the fools kept steppin
jumped in the fo' hit the juice on ma ride
i got front back, and side to side
then i let the alpine play (play)
pumpin new shit by NWA
it was gangsta gangsta at the top of the list
then i played my own shit and it went somethin' like this
cruisin down the street in my six-fo''
jockin the bitches, slappin the hoes
went to the park to get the scoop
knuckleheads out there cold, shootin some hoops
a car pulls up, who can it be
a fresh El Camino rollin kilo G
he rolled down his window and he started to say
its all about makin that G.T.A."
85. Geto Boys - Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4097818e0da830/
Album: Uncut Dope LP (1992)
"Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangta-ass nigga knows the play
Real gangsta-ass niggas get the flyest of the bitches
Ask that gangsta-ass nigga Little Jake
Now bitches look at gangsta-ass niggas like a stop sign
And play the role of Little Miss Sweet
But catch the bitch all alone get the digit take her out
and then dump-hittin' the ass with the meat
Cuz gangsta-ass niggas be the gang playas
And everythings quiet in the clique
A gangsta-ass nigga pulls the trigger
And his partners in the posse ain't tellin' off shit
Real gangsta-ass niggas don't talk much
All ya hear is the black from the gun blast
And real gangsta-ass niggas don't run for shit
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas can't run fast
Now when you in the free world talkin' shit do the shit
Hit the pen and let the mothafuckas shank ya
But niggas like myself kick back and peep game
Cuz damn it feels good to be a gangsta"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4097818e0da830/
Album: Uncut Dope LP (1992)
"Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangta-ass nigga knows the play
Real gangsta-ass niggas get the flyest of the bitches
Ask that gangsta-ass nigga Little Jake
Now bitches look at gangsta-ass niggas like a stop sign
And play the role of Little Miss Sweet
But catch the bitch all alone get the digit take her out
and then dump-hittin' the ass with the meat
Cuz gangsta-ass niggas be the gang playas
And everythings quiet in the clique
A gangsta-ass nigga pulls the trigger
And his partners in the posse ain't tellin' off shit
Real gangsta-ass niggas don't talk much
All ya hear is the black from the gun blast
And real gangsta-ass niggas don't run for shit
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas can't run fast
Now when you in the free world talkin' shit do the shit
Hit the pen and let the mothafuckas shank ya
But niggas like myself kick back and peep game
Cuz damn it feels good to be a gangsta"
86. Lost Boyz - Puff Harder
http://www.zshare.net/audio/40977690aa9a3c/
Album: Game Over Compilation (2000)
"Cypher movin come on, three paws and pass
You gettin happy with my trees like I got tons of grass
Roll up, stop frontin and burn some of that chocolate
Mix with that sticky green with that and squak it
Tell me how you like it, from here it smells good
If it ain't to your pleasure, I got 'dro and backwards
Another drink, bartender to hennecy hit the spot
You ain't got to love the fam, just watch how we rock
I puff pot and keep my head low from the cops
I walk from any hood it's straight John Blaze ya block
I'm J-Drama baby, I stay blowin the ganja baby
Me and the marley smoke mad bags of marijuana baby
JnJ and LB, in the year 2G
Optimose and backwoods, but my dutches burn with ease
Fella please, you ain't ready to puff
I got you O.D.'ing and puffin up your lungs and stuff, what"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/40977690aa9a3c/
Album: Game Over Compilation (2000)
"Cypher movin come on, three paws and pass
You gettin happy with my trees like I got tons of grass
Roll up, stop frontin and burn some of that chocolate
Mix with that sticky green with that and squak it
Tell me how you like it, from here it smells good
If it ain't to your pleasure, I got 'dro and backwards
Another drink, bartender to hennecy hit the spot
You ain't got to love the fam, just watch how we rock
I puff pot and keep my head low from the cops
I walk from any hood it's straight John Blaze ya block
I'm J-Drama baby, I stay blowin the ganja baby
Me and the marley smoke mad bags of marijuana baby
JnJ and LB, in the year 2G
Optimose and backwoods, but my dutches burn with ease
Fella please, you ain't ready to puff
I got you O.D.'ing and puffin up your lungs and stuff, what"
87. D.I.T.C. - All Love
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4097852634820f/
Album: D.I.T.C. - The Official Version (2000)
"Yo my cash flow don't get low, it just increase
And whoever tries to take mine will rest in peace
Keep a stone look, peace to every known crook
Not those who go to jail and can't hold they own and come home shook
So hold on and prepare to get rolled on
My crew robs every fag that walks through the ???
Cats who act rah rah will catch a jim star scar
Punks who fake the funk don't get far, pah
Me and my clan parlay sipping Grand Marlet
At a party at the bar is where we stand all day
In '97 I'm bubbling, no more stuggling
If I fall, it's back to selling drugs again and busting slugs in men
No doubt, you know what I'm about
The last slouch that walked through my block didn't make it out
Because I stuck that nigga, then I bucked that nigga
(I felt sorry for that kid) I didn't fuck that nigga"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4097852634820f/
Album: D.I.T.C. - The Official Version (2000)
"Yo my cash flow don't get low, it just increase
And whoever tries to take mine will rest in peace
Keep a stone look, peace to every known crook
Not those who go to jail and can't hold they own and come home shook
So hold on and prepare to get rolled on
My crew robs every fag that walks through the ???
Cats who act rah rah will catch a jim star scar
Punks who fake the funk don't get far, pah
Me and my clan parlay sipping Grand Marlet
At a party at the bar is where we stand all day
In '97 I'm bubbling, no more stuggling
If I fall, it's back to selling drugs again and busting slugs in men
No doubt, you know what I'm about
The last slouch that walked through my block didn't make it out
Because I stuck that nigga, then I bucked that nigga
(I felt sorry for that kid) I didn't fuck that nigga"
88. Big Daddy Kane - Set It Off
http://www.zshare.net/audio/409788077c6b77/
Album: Long Live The Kane (1988)
"Rappers, take a step back, or you will soon regret that
You ever had to confront me and you can bet that
I come correct, perfect, in full effect
Disconnect, dissect, eject as I wreck shop
Stand in command with the clan
Caravan or van, we go man for man and
Without further ado or any delay
Mister Cee as we say, call him the DJ
Mad Money Murf with the triple M
Smooth the barber keepin' my flat-top trim
Scoob Lover my brother, Scrap Lover my other
Dancin' with the crew so allow the boys to smother
The floor, and endure just for your pleasure
As the microphone lord proceeds to get raw
Acrobatic, Asiatic, rap fanatic
I get dramatic and rhymes start flowin' automatically
From me, so don't play me, obey me
When asked "Who's the best?", you better say me
I'm sendin' sucker MC's headin' north
And if you still want some...set if off
For you to cope is just a wish and a hope
And if you are what you eat they're feedin' me dope
Cos I'm just about as dope as dope can get
Ultimate, legit, Kane is a perfect fit
The king of my kingdom, completin' a cipher
The lyrics I bring them keeps the crowd hyper
As I release the masterpiece
The groove will never cease until Kane says "Peace"
So, maestro, yo, hit it
Big Daddy Kane's about to come with it, cos..."
http://www.zshare.net/audio/409788077c6b77/
Album: Long Live The Kane (1988)
"Rappers, take a step back, or you will soon regret that
You ever had to confront me and you can bet that
I come correct, perfect, in full effect
Disconnect, dissect, eject as I wreck shop
Stand in command with the clan
Caravan or van, we go man for man and
Without further ado or any delay
Mister Cee as we say, call him the DJ
Mad Money Murf with the triple M
Smooth the barber keepin' my flat-top trim
Scoob Lover my brother, Scrap Lover my other
Dancin' with the crew so allow the boys to smother
The floor, and endure just for your pleasure
As the microphone lord proceeds to get raw
Acrobatic, Asiatic, rap fanatic
I get dramatic and rhymes start flowin' automatically
From me, so don't play me, obey me
When asked "Who's the best?", you better say me
I'm sendin' sucker MC's headin' north
And if you still want some...set if off
For you to cope is just a wish and a hope
And if you are what you eat they're feedin' me dope
Cos I'm just about as dope as dope can get
Ultimate, legit, Kane is a perfect fit
The king of my kingdom, completin' a cipher
The lyrics I bring them keeps the crowd hyper
As I release the masterpiece
The groove will never cease until Kane says "Peace"
So, maestro, yo, hit it
Big Daddy Kane's about to come with it, cos..."
89. Heltah Skeltah - Leflaur Leflah Eshkoshka
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4098007a54f222/
Album: Nocturnal (1996)
"I control the masses, wit metaphors thats massive
Don't ask if the nigga Ruckest bash shit like Cassius
I'm drastic, when it comes to verbs I be flippin
Cuz herbs jus be shittin off the words I be kickin
I scold you, double headed swords for the petty
but I told you, bitch niggaz that Headz Aint Ready
Now I mold you, back to the bitch that you are
fuckin wit the Ruckest get bruised, battered and scarred"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4098007a54f222/
Album: Nocturnal (1996)
"I control the masses, wit metaphors thats massive
Don't ask if the nigga Ruckest bash shit like Cassius
I'm drastic, when it comes to verbs I be flippin
Cuz herbs jus be shittin off the words I be kickin
I scold you, double headed swords for the petty
but I told you, bitch niggaz that Headz Aint Ready
Now I mold you, back to the bitch that you are
fuckin wit the Ruckest get bruised, battered and scarred"
90. Joe Budden - Whatever It Takes
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4117567112a4ee/
Album: n/a (2005?)
"Alright I'm dealing with some shit homey, it's in the back of my head
and it's some shit homey, but I just rap it instead
see I got wolverine bones in me
but the whole world's throwin stones at me it's like they all gotta bone with me
got a child's mother, and I hate her to death
but that's my child's mother, so that's my mate to the death
It's wack how I love her for puttin little me here
and me and her could beef forever, she gon still be there
Then there's some other niggaz, I'm just a character to em'
but they some other niggaz, now let's get back to the song
I got a drug problem, that I aint tending to
because I got enough problems
and my solution is to stuff problems
but if something goes wrong with that
then it's back to pcp and solong with rap
see I'm depressed lately, but nobody understands
that I'm depressed lately, I'm sorta feeling repressed lately
When all they hearin and seein me less lately
like has anyone noticed the regress lately
look deep nigga don't I seem stressed lately
seem disturbed, by the regress lately
I got a company that I'm signed to
but they ain't in my company, when all I need is some company
when I start feelin like everybody's done with me
I tryna see what everybody want with me
then the mistress, yeah, the girl from ten minutes is huff
now I'm needing ten minutes from her
I can't get into it, but I want y'all to know
that I'll get into it, but I'll save that for the growth
then theres rap beef, but I'm so secure with me
it's only rap beef, I don't need se-cu-rity (never)
wanna get at me, wanna go to war with me
that's just one phonecall for me
check the shit, I got a whole hood, that don't appreciate
it's not the whole hood that depreciates me
what you gon tell me, when it's the streets that made me
and I won't let the belly of the beast degrade me
and then there's rap critics, they say all I make dance music
but to almost anything you can dance stupid
they ain't like the single, so they ain't copped that album
wouldn't give a chance to it, not a second glance to it
they say he wines to much, he's too bitter
they call it complaining, I call it explaining
Now normal niggas could get caught up in the game and
lose they mind and y'all call it entertainment
some shit with me, but dude's been knew that
but I'm gambling a lot and I ain't used to do that (I didn't)
If rap ain't payin the bills, it's mo money mo problems
or it's no money mo problems
all enormous when you play at these stakes
Plus how it feel to have a warrant on a famous face
then the album's pushed back, cause they say he needs a single at the moment
but what he needs is a single moment"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4117567112a4ee/
Album: n/a (2005?)
"Alright I'm dealing with some shit homey, it's in the back of my head
and it's some shit homey, but I just rap it instead
see I got wolverine bones in me
but the whole world's throwin stones at me it's like they all gotta bone with me
got a child's mother, and I hate her to death
but that's my child's mother, so that's my mate to the death
It's wack how I love her for puttin little me here
and me and her could beef forever, she gon still be there
Then there's some other niggaz, I'm just a character to em'
but they some other niggaz, now let's get back to the song
I got a drug problem, that I aint tending to
because I got enough problems
and my solution is to stuff problems
but if something goes wrong with that
then it's back to pcp and solong with rap
see I'm depressed lately, but nobody understands
that I'm depressed lately, I'm sorta feeling repressed lately
When all they hearin and seein me less lately
like has anyone noticed the regress lately
look deep nigga don't I seem stressed lately
seem disturbed, by the regress lately
I got a company that I'm signed to
but they ain't in my company, when all I need is some company
when I start feelin like everybody's done with me
I tryna see what everybody want with me
then the mistress, yeah, the girl from ten minutes is huff
now I'm needing ten minutes from her
I can't get into it, but I want y'all to know
that I'll get into it, but I'll save that for the growth
then theres rap beef, but I'm so secure with me
it's only rap beef, I don't need se-cu-rity (never)
wanna get at me, wanna go to war with me
that's just one phonecall for me
check the shit, I got a whole hood, that don't appreciate
it's not the whole hood that depreciates me
what you gon tell me, when it's the streets that made me
and I won't let the belly of the beast degrade me
and then there's rap critics, they say all I make dance music
but to almost anything you can dance stupid
they ain't like the single, so they ain't copped that album
wouldn't give a chance to it, not a second glance to it
they say he wines to much, he's too bitter
they call it complaining, I call it explaining
Now normal niggas could get caught up in the game and
lose they mind and y'all call it entertainment
some shit with me, but dude's been knew that
but I'm gambling a lot and I ain't used to do that (I didn't)
If rap ain't payin the bills, it's mo money mo problems
or it's no money mo problems
all enormous when you play at these stakes
Plus how it feel to have a warrant on a famous face
then the album's pushed back, cause they say he needs a single at the moment
but what he needs is a single moment"
91. Nas - Ether
http://www.zshare.net/audio/41174945392dbb/
Album: Stillmatic (2001)
"Y'all niggas deal with emotions like bitches
What's sad is I love you 'cause you're my brother
You traded your soul for riches
My child, I've watched you grow up to be famous
And now I smile like a proud dad, watchin his only son that made it
You seem to be only concerned with dissin women
Were you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you ugly?
Well life is hard, hug me, don't reject me
Or make records to disrespect me, blatent or indirectly
In '88 you was gettin chased through your buildin
Callin my crib and I ain't even give you my numbers
All I did was gave you a style for you to run with
Smilin in my face, glad to break bread with the god
Wearin Jaz chains, no tecs, no cash, no cars
No jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case
Just Hawaiian shirts, hangin with little Chase
You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan
I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a karate class
You Tae-bo hoe, tryna' work it out, you tryna' get brolic?
Ask me if I'm tryna' kick knowledge
Nah, I'm tryna' kick the shit you need to learn though
That ether, that shit that make your soul burn slow
Is he Dame Diddy, Dame Daddy or Dame Dummy?
Oh, I get it, you Biggie and he's Puffy
Rockafeller died of AIDS, that was the end of his chapter
And that's the guy y'all chose to name your company after?
Put it together, I rock hoes, y'all rock fellas
And now y'all try to take my spot, fellas?
Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot, fellas
In a pine box with nine shots from my glock, fellas
Foxy got you hot 'cause you kept your face in her puss
What you think, you gettin girls now 'cause of your looks?
Ne-gro please
You no mustache havin, with whiskers like a rat
Compared to Beans you wack
And your man stabbed Un and made you take the blame
You ass, went from Jaz to hangin with Caine, to Herb, to Big
And, Eminem murdered you on your own shit
You a dick-ridin faggot, you love the attention
Queens niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons
Ha, R-O-C get gunned up and clapped quick
J.J. Evans get gunned up and clapped quick
Your whole damn record label gunned up and clapped quick
Shaun Carter to Jay-Z, damn you on Jaz dick
So little shorty's gettin gunned up and clapped quick
How much of Biggie's rhymes is gon' come out your fat lips?
Wanted to be on every last one of my classics
You pop shit, apologize, nigga, just ask Kiss"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/41174945392dbb/
Album: Stillmatic (2001)
"Y'all niggas deal with emotions like bitches
What's sad is I love you 'cause you're my brother
You traded your soul for riches
My child, I've watched you grow up to be famous
And now I smile like a proud dad, watchin his only son that made it
You seem to be only concerned with dissin women
Were you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you ugly?
Well life is hard, hug me, don't reject me
Or make records to disrespect me, blatent or indirectly
In '88 you was gettin chased through your buildin
Callin my crib and I ain't even give you my numbers
All I did was gave you a style for you to run with
Smilin in my face, glad to break bread with the god
Wearin Jaz chains, no tecs, no cash, no cars
No jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case
Just Hawaiian shirts, hangin with little Chase
You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan
I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a karate class
You Tae-bo hoe, tryna' work it out, you tryna' get brolic?
Ask me if I'm tryna' kick knowledge
Nah, I'm tryna' kick the shit you need to learn though
That ether, that shit that make your soul burn slow
Is he Dame Diddy, Dame Daddy or Dame Dummy?
Oh, I get it, you Biggie and he's Puffy
Rockafeller died of AIDS, that was the end of his chapter
And that's the guy y'all chose to name your company after?
Put it together, I rock hoes, y'all rock fellas
And now y'all try to take my spot, fellas?
Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot, fellas
In a pine box with nine shots from my glock, fellas
Foxy got you hot 'cause you kept your face in her puss
What you think, you gettin girls now 'cause of your looks?
Ne-gro please
You no mustache havin, with whiskers like a rat
Compared to Beans you wack
And your man stabbed Un and made you take the blame
You ass, went from Jaz to hangin with Caine, to Herb, to Big
And, Eminem murdered you on your own shit
You a dick-ridin faggot, you love the attention
Queens niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons
Ha, R-O-C get gunned up and clapped quick
J.J. Evans get gunned up and clapped quick
Your whole damn record label gunned up and clapped quick
Shaun Carter to Jay-Z, damn you on Jaz dick
So little shorty's gettin gunned up and clapped quick
How much of Biggie's rhymes is gon' come out your fat lips?
Wanted to be on every last one of my classics
You pop shit, apologize, nigga, just ask Kiss"
92. Notorious BIG ft. The Lox - Last Day
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4117611434f3f3/
Album: Life After Death (1997)
"Who the fuck wanna squeeze?
My Desert Ease make MC's freeze
You wakin up in cold sweats, they just dreams
You still apoligizin, analyzin, my size and your size and
realizin, a fist fight would be asinine
You just pop wines I must pop nines
Genuine steel piece, nozzle in your grill piece
You're shook up, two bricks, every cook up
We can hook up, all I see is the future
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
Play for keeps wet shirts with experts on the creep
I be the mob fiance, about to marry it
Illegal transactions in Farragut with Arabics
Why not, they fit twelve up in the bedroom
Imagine what they stash is like, make you a classic like
my first LP, beef with me is unhealthy
F**k around and get an ul-cer, loose your pulse or
collapsed lung, look how many gats I brung
For them homos, still doin promos
Break both your legs you're movin slow-mo, got shined to glow
mo'
Nine hundred and ninety six grams, you need for mo'"
http://www.zshare.net/audio/4117611434f3f3/
Album: Life After Death (1997)
"Who the fuck wanna squeeze?
My Desert Ease make MC's freeze
You wakin up in cold sweats, they just dreams
You still apoligizin, analyzin, my size and your size and
realizin, a fist fight would be asinine
You just pop wines I must pop nines
Genuine steel piece, nozzle in your grill piece
You're shook up, two bricks, every cook up
We can hook up, all I see is the future
Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet
Play for keeps wet shirts with experts on the creep
I be the mob fiance, about to marry it
Illegal transactions in Farragut with Arabics
Why not, they fit twelve up in the bedroom
Imagine what they stash is like, make you a classic like
my first LP, beef with me is unhealthy
F**k around and get an ul-cer, loose your pulse or
collapsed lung, look how many gats I brung
For them homos, still doin promos
Break both your legs you're movin slow-mo, got shined to glow
mo'
Nine hundred and ninety six grams, you need for mo'"
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