Lines that make jay-z a top emcee
|9 years ago||'05 #141|
$2,825 | 186
R Kelly should of listened to this song before going on tour.
|01-22-2008, 07:08 PM||#142|
I just hope I'm hearing right
Karma's got me fearin' like kalik are u praying for me
See I got demons in my past so I got daughters on the way
If the prophecy correct then the child shall have to pay for the sins of the father
So I barter my tomorrows against my yesterday's in hopes that she'll be okay
And when I'm no longer here to shade her face from the glare, I'll give her my share of Carol's Daughter and a new beach chair
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|01-22-2008, 07:16 PM||#143|
Now I'm knee deep in the concrete
Like a street's made a quicksand, it's beyond deep
I got a chemical romance, two left feet
So now I dance with the devil, please G-O-D
Save me from the black parade, release me
My life like Grant Theft Auto, PSP
-Oh My God
|01-22-2008, 07:39 PM||#147|
one of the best intros to a song.
Yeah, hah, yeah Roc-A-Fella
We invite you to, somethin epic y'all know?
Well we hustle out of a sense of, hopelessness
Sort of a desperation
Through that desperation, we 'come addicted
Sorta like the fiends we accustomed to servin
But we feel we have nothin to lose
so we offer you, well, we offer our lives, right
What do you bring to the table?
by the way its annoying as fu*k watchin you muphuckas put whole verses. anybody can do that it's about pointing out certain lines thats the difficulty
|9 years ago||'06 #148|
$521 | 0
|9 years ago||'07 #149|
$27,058 | 10
that last "hov still alive" sh*t was dope and tru. n the shot at r. kelly was mastercard priceless. thats what i like jay's music for. he's clever.
|01-22-2008, 08:22 PM||#151|
I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi's
to Guess to Versace, now it's diamonds like Liberace
That's just the natural cycle, nobody wanna be like Michael
where I'm from, just them n*ggaz who bounce from a gun
We out here trying to make hard white into cohhhhld green
I can help shorty blow out like Afro-Sheen
"Coming Of Age"
|01-22-2008, 08:24 PM||#152|
Too many f*g**t n*ggaz, clockin my spendin
Exercisin you're, gay like minds like Richard Simmons
If you could catch Jay right, on the late night
without the eight right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, speak quicker than you ever seen
adminster pain, next the minister's screamin your name
At your wake as I peak in, look in your casket
feelin sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin"
You never ready, forever petty minds stay petty
Mines thinkin longevity until I'm seventy
Livin heavenly, f*ck, felony after felony, what?
n*gga ya broke, what the f*ck you gon' tell me?
|9 years ago||'05 #153|
$8,517 | 0
You lil n*ggas ain’t deep, you dumb
You n*ggas ain’t gangsta, you gum
I chew lil n*ggas
Hock-tphew spew lil n*ggas
I can only view lil n*ggas like lil n*ggas
But in lieu of lil n*ggas
Try to play that, boy?
I ptoo-ptoo lil n*ggas with the latest toy
Unlike you lil n*gga, I’m a grown a.ss man
Big shoes to fill, n*gga, grown a.ss pants
Prolly hustle with ya pops, go ask ya parents
Its apparent ya’ll staring at a legend
Who put a few lil n*ggas in they place before
Trying to eat without saying they “Grace” before
Blasphemous bastard, get your faith restored
Ya’ll viewin’ ya’ll version of the Lord
God MC lil n*gga, applaud or
Forever burn in the fire that I spit at ya’ll
I rebuke you, little n*gga!
The meek shall perish, I ROOF you little n*gga
I’m a project terrorist
CUTE you little n*ggas think you in my class
Substitute lil n*ggas who feel my wrath
I mute you little n*gga
You a lil n*gga- I child abuse you lil n*gga
I’m a ill n*gga
Now shoo! You lil n*ggas go somewhere and play
Cause the day I lose to you lil n*ggas? No day!
|9 years ago||'05 #154|
$8,517 | 0
You let that man hype you to go against your idol
Knowing good and god damn well this what I do
Think I’m in the office, I’m off my grind?
That’s how kids become orphans-
You lost ya mind?
I keep my enemies close
I give ‘em enough rope
They put themselves in the air
I just kick away the chair
|01-22-2008, 11:00 PM||#156|
I got to this thread late damn.
got hatas on my j-iz-ock, plus the frickin c-iz-ops
All of whom want to hit me with sh-iz-ots til I dr-iz-op
Thank God for hip hop, or I be in the b-iz-ox, uh
Jail or casket, either way you r-iz-ot
But now I'm so fresh you could smell me through a ziplock
Mr. S d-iz-ot, it's not gon' st-iz-op
Too much pizzas for these piss-ass n*ggas to get past
Too cool for c-iz-ops to cuff his iz-ass
Snitch-ass they made, they can't get the boy
These n*ggas givin' out cases like a liquore store
Runnin' to the DA tryin' to get me for it
All the money it made, I'm like forget the law
I'm not 'fr-iz-aid, it J-iz-ay homie you got pl-iz-ayed
Take it like a man, the flow ran you off the st-iz-age (go sit down)
Wastin' ya time tryin' to sue S. tell ya lawyer
"Take that civil case and drop it like it's hot"
Uh, more than a hustla I'm the definition of it
Master chef, Lord of the kitchen cupboard
More than a street legend, homey it's hova
More than a relief pitcher, I'm the closer
The Mariano of the Mariott, ah
If money talks, the whole world's bout to hear me out
See I'm a hustla's hope, I'm not his pipe dreams
So when they speak of success, I'm what they might mean
Attract money my worst color is light green
My favorite hue is Jay-Z blue
Don't follow me youngin, follow my moves, I'm not a role model
A bad influence got the world drinkin gold bottles
When Puff was in that tuff spillin Mo'
I was at my video, Cris' on the speedboat
In my lifetime n*gga, go through your research
Same timers my n*gga, that was me first
Chrome shoe'd the GS, I came feet first
In the game like a baby boo on the reach birth
I got the keys if you need work
I can Kingpin you a line, the diamond of time, uh!
My n*ggaz love it when I talk like this
My corporate people start buggin cuz I talk like this
The corporate thugs is like, "Nah Hov" Talk that sh*t
The dope boys go crazy when they hear that boy Jay-Z
Heart of the city - Entire Song
"I Keep my head, both of them where they suppose to be"
"Shooting air balls at the basket, what you call money I paid more in taxes" - Sorry Jimmy
"He is to the east coast what Snoop is, to the west coast what Face is to Houston"
You know why they call The Projects a project, because it's a project!
An experiment, where in it, only it's objects
And the object for us to explore our prospects
And sidestep cops on the way to the top - yes!
As kids we would daydream, sittin on our steps
Pointin at cars like yeah that's our s3x
Hustlers, prophets, made our eyes stretch
Swanson got the spot, sh*t we started our trek
Some of us made it, most of us digressed
In the name of those who ain't made it my progress
Show success please live through me
See I'm the eyes for Emory, keep him alive
(This is a collect call) So everytime I press five
All he wanna hear is his boy talk fly
Up in the fed, and still holdin his head
So when he hits the streets he gon' eat through this bread
Now let's ride
"sh*t I part's wit nothin
Y'all be frontin'
Me give my heart to a woman
Not for nothin' never happen'
I'll be forever mackin' "
Kills me everytime ^
"Little did I know my mo' potent delivery
would deliver me, kingpin of the inkpen
Monster of the double entendre, Coke is still my sponsor"
KC had some ill sh*t ^
|01-22-2008, 11:02 PM||#157|
Everybody wanna rhyme like Hov'
'Cause I rhyme like, I be rhymin' in the Rove', rhymin' in them HO!
Ma like the diamond will blind you at the show
I don't shine, I glow, I remind you of that dough
Don't I, did I, hustle the game, just the thought alone
Give me a boner, coach caved into a coma
Can't out hustle a hustla
You can't out play a player, this rap sh*t is a lay-up
In my former buis' motherfu*kers will spray ya
In the music buis' motherfu*kers, just say stuff
Spit on ya sprayer, n*ggaz just play tough
When the camera's on, when the camera's gone
n*ggaz wanna set up meetings
'Cause they know most likely when I see 'em, I'ma set up a beatin'
Windows no tints, cars, no rims
That's because we handle ours, like grown men
I ain't touch ya wheels, sent I drove the Ben'
That's 'cause it was a Coupe, nah I ain't suit
I'm just telling the truth, you Tom Cruise
You can't handle it, handle it, n*gga is what I do
I try to be modest, on "Blueprint 2"
Y'all don't respect modest, y'all respect my dollars
You gotta believe, I think like an artist
But my bills through the roof, can't do numbers like The Roots
(Oh No) No disrespect, I be tryna disconnect
But n*ggaz keep pulling me back in, trapped in
My pops gotta live wit this order, my whole live in disordered
And I just got his living room ordered
And you wanna why the chip on my shoulders
Is more like a brick or a boulder, you understand maybe, when you get older
Got a hundred n*ggaz on ya d*ck, saying you oughta
Record like this or what have you, n*gga's is back stabbing you
bi*ches mad at you, 'cause they can't have you
Press wanna know about the daughter of Matthew
Now it's back to the hood again, all Black hood again
Back to old lady saying, what I coulda been
Back to the gats, you forgot, I'm real good with them
They gon' put a n*gga in jail, oh well
I'm not the two, not the three, not the four, the five
I take the pain from my life, pour it all inside
Take my strain and my strife, take my ego and pride
Used it to kick down the door, brought my people inside
And I hope you, ain't think I wrote this
To entertain you, that ain't what I came to do
I will bang you, I will act like orangutan's do
I give you hot wings, turn n*ggaz to angels
Understand my angle, I'm safety first
Don't make me act, like the safety don't work
Tough n*ggaz get it the worst, I'm beggin you come for us
I'm giving motherfu*kers, dirt com-forters
|9 years ago||'08 #158|
$1,732 | 7
"Never read the Koran or Islamic scriptures/Only Psalms that I've read was on the arms of my n*ggaz"
i didn't read through this thread to see if this was there, but it doesn't even matter, jay's got lines for years to come, although his new sh*t is suspect
Last edited by thewallochamp; 01-22-2008 at 11:14 PM..