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 Наслов на мислењето: Омилени делчиња од траки?
ТемаИспратено: Jaнуари 31st, 2008, 4:29 pm 
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Па вака.. Зошто сега и разно видов дека е за рап ја сместив темава тука зошто незнаев каде на друго место..
Значи омилени парчиња од траки што ви се.. Не е секад рефренот омилен дел.. А и да е.. И тој може да се стаи.. Сигурно сите имате дел што онака да речеме ви легнал на срце уште од прво, второ слушање..
Ај ќе пишам ја прва -

R.A. The Rugged Man - Die Rugged Man Die

"Yeah, you're right, you said it, I'm a little bit strange,
I don't think rational, I got no brains.
I'm the last Amercian hero,
real weirdo, real zero,
real deal.. Die Rugged Man
"

Necro - Swordfish

"Jesus specialised in chemical weapons and bio-robotics
Met him in Cairo he was chilling with this guy Mohammed
Ex-PLO Honcho, that went AWOL
He sold black market organs at the CIA store
"

Доста се овие два за сеа да не ја преспамирам темава :lol: :lol: :lol:
А и ме мрзи уште сеа.. Ќе допишам попосле :wink:



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[b]Big Daddy Kane - Shame![b]

Now, wait a minute, I'm starting to see lotsa, hip-hop imposters
Is rap a category at the Oscars?
Too much Nino Brown up in your life
Cause since then, man I done seen Wesley Snipes playin' a drag queen
But yet and still you want to mimic the stars of cinema
Pretending huh? So full of it they need an enema
Cause see dig, they all like to talk big
But then they want to renege, when there's a curling iron in their wig
You talking loud and saying nothing, what's the world becoming?

[b]Krs-One - Wannabemceez[b]

How many MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, cause they can't MC
How many MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, cause they can't MC

[b]KRS-One feat Das Efx - Represent the Real Hip Hop[b]

What... I say, follow me follow me
with my syllable syllable lyrical criminal
MC threats are minimal to my phsyical they just
whittle and whittle away, with little and little to say
As they piddle and paddle away, they say OK
But I chop that ass up anyway
What's your handle I got mad MC heads upon a mantle
I got genuine MC skin sandals
I light the mic up like a candle, watch it melt
Cause when I felt lyrics you both are screamin for help
when you hear it, you can't bear it, you can't even wear it
You oughts to just cheer it, go get it spirit!!
As I fa-la-la-la-la, I'm comin with that rara
Rockin mics when you was googoo gaga to your momma
You wanted to battle KRS when you was young you told your poppa
He slapped you in your head and said UHH-UHH
But you didn't heed the warning
Now I'm in the place, now I'm your face
Lookin at your crew but they all broke out
because they nothin but lace
KRS is like mace, in your motherfuckin face
Yo DJ Dice, tear down the place!!

Samo del od neshto omileno :D

_________________
BoWo 'n' SimS
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ТемаИспратено: Jaнуари 31st, 2008, 4:52 pm 
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Локација: Tetovo , Brooklyn
O.C - My World

Bust it, that nigga Slick Rick said
I waited long time sweatin it
I got jerked but now I'm gettin it
Hazy like asthma bizarre disaster
Stress almost held me down from bein a master
The faster, preacher, poet, a teacher
"It's been so long" like Monifah
Believe that, I'm needed, in rappin, I breathe this
Some pick up a microphone and can't even achieve this
Oscar award winning your shit I'm bored with it
Stop copy-catting son (why?) cause your dog did it
Get your own lingo, make up your own jingle
Ten years later you be bitin my single
Primo, take it Downtown, Swing it
Intervenin on the board, sensimil steamin, yeah
Catch the vibe like a tribal dance
In the clubs on the low with the b-boy stance
Money rubbin with a shorty got bumped by a chump
Tell him, 'Step off, I'm doin the Hump'


Biggie feat MethodMan - The What [delot od method]

Here I am, I'll be damned if this ain't some shit
Come to spread the butter lyrics over hominy grit
It's the low killer death trap, yes I'm a jet black ninja
Comin where you rest at, surrender
Step inside the ring, youse the number one contender
Lookin cold booty like your pussy in December
Nigga stop bitchin, button up ya lip and
From Method all you gettin is a can of ass-whippin
Hey, I'll be kickin, you son, you doin all the yappin
Actin as if it can't happen
You front and got me mad enough to touch somethin
Yo I'm from Shaolin, Island, and ain't afraid to bust somethin
So what cha want nigga, ya punk nigga
I got a six-shooter and a horse named Trigger
It's real, ninety-four, rugged raw
Kickin down your god damn door [and it goes a lil somethin like this]

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I'll be Brooklyn till i die!


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Локација: Underground
RNS - Mojot Narod

Ako se pronajdes sebe vo svetot
Kje bidesh razlicen od celoto opshtestvo seto
Sloboden vo letot, no nema da te sakaat civilite
Kje bidesh meta samo radi pantalonite i sukanicite
Kje pocnat da ti vadat iminja, drogiran, izbegan, narkoman, nevospitan
Nebistri lujge na ulica te gledaat so usti zinati
Bledi pogledi, kako da si im ja ubli majka im


Ne sum kriminalec no ja preziram policijata
Znam deka kje mrazat no ne ja znam pricinata
Mozebi radi kosata, pa togas kje ja pustam podolga i pocudna
Eve ti sreden prst, odnesi go vo stanica




Necro - White Slavery

I'm enslaving woman from Ukraine, they don't understand english
but they understand pain, It's the language of anguish
your situations hopeless, decieved into dancing topless
then force you into prostitution with coke heads
police keep the silence while you sleep with clients

_________________
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ТемаИспратено: Jaнуари 31st, 2008, 8:20 pm 
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2pac - fucking wit the wrong nigga


I was raised by thugs, schooled by killers,
learned my mathemathic skills from real drug dealers...


2pac - Hell 4 a hustla


Help me change my ways
Show a little mercy on judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised this way
I never let em play me for a busta,
make it hell 4 a hustler
ow in these last days and times I takes mines so serious
Gotta get that paper quickly and escape the sickness
If I fail, then I suffer, bein broke is hell 4 a hustler
So I stay strugglin and jugglin with all the might I can muster
Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in
One's five's and ten's was funny money
So I sets my sights bigger, four figures or mo'
Real nigga fo' sho', out in the cold for dough
What you thought? Foes fall, lost homies in plenty battles
Last two years shed plenty tears, and I'll send plenty at you
Let me catch you slippin, you soft niggaz is outta here
In case you forgot, we on the same shit that got us here

2pac : black jesus

Outlawz we got our own race, culture, religion
Rebellin against the system, commence to lynchin
The President ain't even listenin to the pain of the youth
We make music for eternity, forever the truth
Political prisoner, the two choices that they givin us
Ride or die, for life they sentence us
Oh Black Jesus, please watch over my brother Shawn
Soon as the sky get bright, it's just another storm
Brothers gone, now labeled a statistic
Ain't no love for us ghetto kids, they call us nigglets
History repeats itself, nuttin new
In school I knew, e'rything I read wasn't true
Black Jesus

[2Pac]
To this click I'm dedicated, criminal orientated
An Outlaw initiated, blazed and faded
Made for terror, major league niggaz pray together
Bitches in they grave while my real niggaz play together
We die clutchin glasses, filled with liquor bomblastic
Creamated, last wishes nigga smoke my ashes
High sigh why die wishin, hopin for possibilities
I'll mob on, why they copy me sloppily
Cops patrol projects, hatin the people livin in them
I was born an inmate, waitin to escape the prison
Went to church but don't understand it, they underhanded
God gave me these commandments, the world is scandalous
Blast til they holy high; baptize they evil minds
Wise, no longer blinded, watch me shine trick
Which one of y'all wanna feel the degrees?
Bitches freeze facin Black Jesus

[2Pac]
All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail
Some missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail
In times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troops
like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through
Black Jesus


Dear Lord can you hear me, tell me what to say
to my unborn seed in, case I pass away
Will my child get to feel love
Or are we all just cursed to be street thugs? Cause bein black hurts
And even worse if you speak first
Livin my life as an Outlaw, what could be worse?
Cause maybe if I tried to change
Who I'm kiddin? I'ma thug 'til I die, I'ma rider mayne
Touch bases, eat lunch at plush places
Regular criminal oasis awaits us
If there's a ghetto for true thugs, I'll see you there
And I'm sorry for not bein there
Just know your daddy was a soldier, me against the world
Bless the boys, and all my little girls
To the Lord I'm eternal, restin in peace
Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child


2pac : Dear mama


hen I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
with the big boys, breakin all the rules
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids


B2b feat girlll- Lil' sis

Lil' sis, whatchu think this is?
Cops and robbers?
Guns and stick-up kids?


Versus ( ja de)- lost souls

They can take advantage of a man,
understand,
all is planned,
put the bullet in his head
watch him fall-get him bent


Dudo - retardirani deca

analiza, primetuvam fejk simptomi
no sepak mislam deka imash vishak hromozomi


Otprilika to je to pa sea.....

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I can't leave rap alone,the game needs me.
Hard to let go, cuz none of this came easy...


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2Pac feat. B.I.G. - Runnin'(na bigi delot)

Check it, I grew up a fuckin screw up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin blew up
Choppin rocks overnight
The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin ta turn into the black Frank White
We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops is on the milk box missin
Show they toes you know they got stepped on
A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
When he drop, take his glock, and I'm Swayze
Summer break, my escape, sold the glock, bought some weight
Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker

mn jako izvedeno

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Pozdrav do ping pong topceto:)


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Immortal Technique - Dance With The Devil

and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
in fact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flow
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because the dance with the devil might last you forever


Biggie - Gimme The Loot

Yo chill, Shorty, let me do that...
Just get the fucking car keys and cruise up the block
The bitch act shocked, gettin shot on the spot
(Oh shit! The cops!) Be cool, fool
They ain't gonna roll up, all they want is fucking doughnuts
(So why the fuck he keep lookin?) I guess to get his life tooken
I just came home, ain't trying to see Central Booking
Oh shit, now he lookin in my face
You better haul ass 'cos I ain't with no fucking chase
So lace up your boots, 'cos I'm about to shoot
A true motherfucker going out for the loot


Big L;Lord Finesse;Mic Nut;Jay Z;Y.U.;Party Arty - Da Graveyard

The way I rock
No way you could stop
I shock pop and drop when Jay gets hot
When I'm in the zone better hold ya own
Cause I like to break when I finish a poem
Pound for p-p-pound the best around
No way you can get up when I get down
I shake rattle and roll and wreck shit like none
And beat a niggas ass half silly on da one
Fuckin' A fuckin' Jay ill with skill
So ladies step up I get around like a wheel
I'm never chokin' off chronic skills are bonic
Bitches will treat me like Onyx
Respect that I'll peel a punks cap back and sign it
Creep through your block fuck a glock I step
Through your neighborhood armed with nothing but a rep
I'm giving these ladies something they can feel cause I'm real
Ya man get outta line and it's kill kill kill

_________________
When the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because the dance with the devil might last you forever - Immortal Technique


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Necro - wnyu 89.1 x-mas freestyle ;)

kje dopisham utre delchinja... Od Eminem ima dosta... ;) pozz.


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