"You see the bling up on my bracelet, and the shine on my chest
Syrup in my styrofoam, it's sweet with doja no cess
You done put it down with the rest, time to roll with the best
Cause when you ride with the original, you ain't gotta guess"
Beanie Sigel - The B. ComingSyrup in my styrofoam, it's sweet with doja no cess
You done put it down with the rest, time to roll with the best
Cause when you ride with the original, you ain't gotta guess"
Cage - Hell's Winter
Clinton Sparks & The Clipse - We Got it for Cheap, Vol. 1
Chamillionaire - The Sound of Revenge
Cunninlynguists - A Piece of Strange
DJ Neil Armstrong - Filthy
Dirty Harry and Nasir Jones - Living Legends, Vol. 1
Edan - Beauty and the Beat
GZA vs. DJ Muggs - Grandmasters
J.R. Writer - Writer's Block, Vol. 2
Lil' Wayne - Tha Carter II
One Be Lo - S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M.
Sean Price - Monkey Barz
Kanye West - Late Registration
Young Money - The Dedication
Z-Ro - Let the Truth Be Told
Singles (liberal definition):
Bun B - "Draped Up (Remix)"
Cage - "Hell's Winter"
DJ Shadow - "3 Freaks"
Edan - "Torture Chamber"
Game - "Hate it or Love it"
Jay-Z - "Dear Summer"
Keak da Sneak - "Superhyphy"
Smif N Wessun - "My Timbz Do Work"
Three-6 Mafia - "Stay Fly" (SINGLE OF THE YEAR)
Z-Ro - "From the South"
"They locked me up just like 2Pac and I went plat-ti-num
Laid it down for a calendar I'm right back at them
Took my game then weighed it up on a triple beam
N***** rob kill steal for the ghet-ty green
U.S. Marshal at my folks house want to kill me dead
Wanna see me in a pine box bullet in my head
I'm was like 'I ain't did shit why you hatin this?'
Ghetto thugs know my rap songs they relate to this"
I don't feel like making another in Don't Stop the Music:Laid it down for a calendar I'm right back at them
Took my game then weighed it up on a triple beam
N***** rob kill steal for the ghet-ty green
U.S. Marshal at my folks house want to kill me dead
Wanna see me in a pine box bullet in my head
I'm was like 'I ain't did shit why you hatin this?'
Ghetto thugs know my rap songs they relate to this"
Amerie - "1 Thing"
Bright Eyes - "First Day of My Life"
Gorillaz - "November Has Come"
Kenna - "Face the Gun"
"Among all the urchins and old Chinese merchants
of the old town,
we reigned at the pool hall
with one iron cue ball
and we never let the bastards get us down.
And we laughed off the quick tricks
the old men with limp dicks
on the colonnades of the waterfront park.
As 4 in the morning came on, cold and boring,
we huddled close
in the bus stop enclosure enfolding.
Our hands tightly holding."
Beck - Gueroof the old town,
we reigned at the pool hall
with one iron cue ball
and we never let the bastards get us down.
And we laughed off the quick tricks
the old men with limp dicks
on the colonnades of the waterfront park.
As 4 in the morning came on, cold and boring,
we huddled close
in the bus stop enclosure enfolding.
Our hands tightly holding."
Bloc Party - Silent Alarm
Broken Social Scene - Broken Social Scene
DCfC - Plans
Decemberists - Picaresque
Dungen - Ta Det Lugnt
The Magic Numbers
My Morning Jacket - Z
New Pornographers - Twin Cinema
Queens of the Stone Age - Lullabies to Paralyze
Sigur Ros - Takk
Spoon - Gimme Fiction
System of a DOwn - Mesmerize/Hypnotize
Sufjan Stevens - Illinois
The White Stripes - Get Behind Me Satan
"I leapt across three or four beds into your arms
Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your charm
Our golden handshake has been smashed into this shape.
It's taken magic to a primitive new place
Watch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroic "
In a just world, 2006:Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your charm
Our golden handshake has been smashed into this shape.
It's taken magic to a primitive new place
Watch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroic "
Brother Ali
Cannibal Ox
Clipse
Joe Budden
The Coup
Devin the Dude
El-P
Elzhi
Freeway
J.R. Writer
Lil' Sci
MF DOOM
Mr. Lif
Outkast
Percee P
Project Pat
Saigon
Strong Arm Steady
U.G.K.
Wu-Tang
0: I'm betting someone from the Bay gets considerable buzz
It's stuck between platinum and flop, underground and mainstream
Concious, backpack, scratch that, same thing
I'm somewhere between the real and the fakeness
The red pill, blue pill, real and the Matrix
And I can't take this
If the game needs a new look, I'm a do a tummy tuck and a face lift
And everything I say in these pages
Is straight from the heart, nah magazines, y'all can't rate this
But I'll be debatin it, it's a bit outragous
Like it's an air virus, and this shits contagious
I'm downloadin like niggaz actually play this
Maybe I'm buggin out, maybe I'm on a spaceship
See I was on my stay out chill shit
The way Mouse kills shit, I'm here just to lay out real shit
Besides, other dudes styles remind me of spinnin rims
That shit got played out real quick
See some wrote him off, some said he was done
Made a joke of, hope he enjoyed the run
I don't enjoy bein shunned, so I'm back as Neo
Fans enjoyed The One, annoint me as begun
I had the whole hood thinkin' he would never eat
Rappers tried to diss, thinkin' we would never meet
I heard it if you said it
You wrote it on online then I read it, now I match it nigga bet it
Cause I remember clearly
Once "Pump It Up" stop soarin, there's a few mother fuckers stopped callin
See I remember shit spread like cancer
I would call folks said, folk ain't answer
A few chicks runnin started pullin they pants up
A few stopped actin like my private dancer
But a lightbulb hit once they started the neglictment
See there I was, thinkin' I was all that sexy
Beautiful words: "little update on the lif album tentatively entitled "MO' SUFFRAGE"Concious, backpack, scratch that, same thing
I'm somewhere between the real and the fakeness
The red pill, blue pill, real and the Matrix
And I can't take this
If the game needs a new look, I'm a do a tummy tuck and a face lift
And everything I say in these pages
Is straight from the heart, nah magazines, y'all can't rate this
But I'll be debatin it, it's a bit outragous
Like it's an air virus, and this shits contagious
I'm downloadin like niggaz actually play this
Maybe I'm buggin out, maybe I'm on a spaceship
See I was on my stay out chill shit
The way Mouse kills shit, I'm here just to lay out real shit
Besides, other dudes styles remind me of spinnin rims
That shit got played out real quick
See some wrote him off, some said he was done
Made a joke of, hope he enjoyed the run
I don't enjoy bein shunned, so I'm back as Neo
Fans enjoyed The One, annoint me as begun
I had the whole hood thinkin' he would never eat
Rappers tried to diss, thinkin' we would never meet
I heard it if you said it
You wrote it on online then I read it, now I match it nigga bet it
Cause I remember clearly
Once "Pump It Up" stop soarin, there's a few mother fuckers stopped callin
See I remember shit spread like cancer
I would call folks said, folk ain't answer
A few chicks runnin started pullin they pants up
A few stopped actin like my private dancer
But a lightbulb hit once they started the neglictment
See there I was, thinkin' I was all that sexy
so far we have 9 jams done. 6 by me, 1 by lif, 1 by print, and one by lifs man from australia (forget his name, will update). everything is fuckin nuts. im taking a grimey-er approach with this record. not much syth work... lots of bomb squad influence and organic breaks and
drums." - El-P
"Life and death law around us
Four pounds and pounds a verb from out of towners
It's hard to stay grounded
We stay high, thats why old folks down us
Lost, nobody found us, the force that sorrounds us
Ain't with us, they get us on the ground and hit us
We paint pictures of the chains under their names and scriptures
Removed from earth, only to return through birth
Knew this girl sellin her body, wish she knew what it was worth.
Between God and trash, lookin in every car that pass
With a walk that suggests head, to milk niggaz she was breastfed
She know dairy so she say cheese to get bread
In the area where it's more weaves and less dreads
Kinda scary, amongst theives and base-heads
Said it was her toes, but I could tell her soul hurt
She was colder (?), growin up she got to know hurt
very well in a world where self hate is overt
Her step-father that he was aite, so her mother he striked
she got to like like minded niggaz, who liked crimes and figures
Doin white lines and liquor, see hard times had kicked her
In the ass, it used to be thicker
Life is fast, some choose to be quicker
I remember in high school she had a passion to sing
Now she see herself in a casket in dreams
These are the children of crack and rap, blacks done lack
Self-esteem, yo we forgot the dream
On our jeffersons y'all but we forgot the theme
In the Chi, we even rootin for a garbage team
This queen never seen herself on this Corner
She still wanna see California
But this is her world"
Da Beatminerz did the damn thing on the Smif N Wessun album. The album with Sean Price is highly anticipated.Four pounds and pounds a verb from out of towners
It's hard to stay grounded
We stay high, thats why old folks down us
Lost, nobody found us, the force that sorrounds us
Ain't with us, they get us on the ground and hit us
We paint pictures of the chains under their names and scriptures
Removed from earth, only to return through birth
Knew this girl sellin her body, wish she knew what it was worth.
Between God and trash, lookin in every car that pass
With a walk that suggests head, to milk niggaz she was breastfed
She know dairy so she say cheese to get bread
In the area where it's more weaves and less dreads
Kinda scary, amongst theives and base-heads
Said it was her toes, but I could tell her soul hurt
She was colder (?), growin up she got to know hurt
very well in a world where self hate is overt
Her step-father that he was aite, so her mother he striked
she got to like like minded niggaz, who liked crimes and figures
Doin white lines and liquor, see hard times had kicked her
In the ass, it used to be thicker
Life is fast, some choose to be quicker
I remember in high school she had a passion to sing
Now she see herself in a casket in dreams
These are the children of crack and rap, blacks done lack
Self-esteem, yo we forgot the dream
On our jeffersons y'all but we forgot the theme
In the Chi, we even rootin for a garbage team
This queen never seen herself on this Corner
She still wanna see California
But this is her world"
That beat DJ Premier gave the Teriyaki Boys gives me hope.
"*Yeouckh*
Young, obnoxious, hand on our crotches
Swagger out of this world, call us the diddy-boppers
Fuck the shit out your girl, let the city watch us
Hit her with the 'doggie' like Cam'ron
Move bitch, move bitch, throw that shit, my jam's on
White Lambo, hear them fans blow
Black interior, as a modern-day Sambo
So n*****ish, their flow's frivolous
Tickle us pink like white girl clitoris
Fuckin the game up, re-up, them n****s deceive ya
We get it for thirteen fever
We don't believe ya
My reputation carry stripes in hood, I am zebra
Fucka, neither
You know my man's my caliber
I challenge ya, the cocaine balancer
We hit ya from a far, I'm silencer
Neighborhood P"
If you talk to 7 Syns on MSN, his little sister will track you down and find out who you are.Young, obnoxious, hand on our crotches
Swagger out of this world, call us the diddy-boppers
Fuck the shit out your girl, let the city watch us
Hit her with the 'doggie' like Cam'ron
Move bitch, move bitch, throw that shit, my jam's on
White Lambo, hear them fans blow
Black interior, as a modern-day Sambo
So n*****ish, their flow's frivolous
Tickle us pink like white girl clitoris
Fuckin the game up, re-up, them n****s deceive ya
We get it for thirteen fever
We don't believe ya
My reputation carry stripes in hood, I am zebra
Fucka, neither
You know my man's my caliber
I challenge ya, the cocaine balancer
We hit ya from a far, I'm silencer
Neighborhood P"
Chad Hugo, wake up and control your boy.
Lupe Fiasco, please go away.
POOR PEOPLE'S DAY. Listen to it now.
"So far I'm tourin on foreign land
Worldwide I'm known for the Arm & Hamm-
-Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man
(But the flow's like dope) So it's on again
Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then I charted with the ROC n****, hit by hit
I'm retarded with the glock n****, clip by clip
The competition is none, they deceased to exist
Let it breathe a little bit
He's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz'
Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw
Now I got the game sewn like granny's good shawl
Sure, y'all n****s want war
Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw
Y'all should want more"
Trife da God killed a lot of his own hype. Shame.Worldwide I'm known for the Arm & Hamm-
-Er, Murder the streets I'm a wanted man
(But the flow's like dope) So it's on again
Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then I charted with the ROC n****, hit by hit
I'm retarded with the glock n****, clip by clip
The competition is none, they deceased to exist
Let it breathe a little bit
He's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz'
Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw
Now I got the game sewn like granny's good shawl
Sure, y'all n****s want war
Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw
Y'all should want more"
Lil' Jon's "Trill Recognize Trill" is a great beat.
What in God's name is that unholy sound Sandman from the Re-Up Gang makes before his mixtapes? Is Pusha T's "Eyuckh" a reaction to that? Is it the aroused noise he makes upon hearing Jeezy's adlibs? Does Juelz Santana have something to do with this?
Project Pat and Pimp C, welcome home.
"They told me that pain was just in the frame, the irony of that
Cause that was the slogan showing, when they tried to see my tats
Never knew what was in the skin, would finally be a fact
Feeling like mother nature's, right behind me with a gat
Take that, the rain's loud on the window when it taps
To help with the time, I thought that I could finally be relaxed
Tired of being po', yeah trying to leave the rats
Walk out to see three of your tires, that be on flat
And that one tire, left a sign of hope
That helps you to keep on grinding, when you kinda broke
That helps you to keep composure, up around your folk
That keeps from trying to wrap a rope, around your throat
Don't choke, you feeling like giving up
Life isn't a million bucks, you feeling like living sucks
God's telling you hear your boy, but you don't wanna give him trust
Mama telling you pay your ties, and you yell at her back for what
To the path took a ride fast, to get some rims on his truck
I don't think that they'll miss, ten percent of negative bucks
Put some Henny up in your cup, your problems will start to drown
But soon as your buzz leaves, then problems come back around damn"
In 2006, let's try to be better posters.Cause that was the slogan showing, when they tried to see my tats
Never knew what was in the skin, would finally be a fact
Feeling like mother nature's, right behind me with a gat
Take that, the rain's loud on the window when it taps
To help with the time, I thought that I could finally be relaxed
Tired of being po', yeah trying to leave the rats
Walk out to see three of your tires, that be on flat
And that one tire, left a sign of hope
That helps you to keep on grinding, when you kinda broke
That helps you to keep composure, up around your folk
That keeps from trying to wrap a rope, around your throat
Don't choke, you feeling like giving up
Life isn't a million bucks, you feeling like living sucks
God's telling you hear your boy, but you don't wanna give him trust
Mama telling you pay your ties, and you yell at her back for what
To the path took a ride fast, to get some rims on his truck
I don't think that they'll miss, ten percent of negative bucks
Put some Henny up in your cup, your problems will start to drown
But soon as your buzz leaves, then problems come back around damn"
