sometimes I sit and i think to myself, whats more important, my girl, my family, or even my wealth, not even thinking about my health, never been scared of death, I just do me and let god handle the rest, no time to rest or to be depressed, im taking different routes now, dont with the last and on to the next, im all about life like its open gated, but seems like its faded, need some color in my life, could somebody bring me joy? life would be so much greater if we had a little thing or more, so we strive for it, open sky soaring, ride or die pouring, next day wake up and do it all over... hi morning, come on now, would you die just to try? take a minute out your life and realize why im trying so hard to justify, then wonder why folks go through what they do just to find, love, faith, and all of the above, man this is so absurb, if you hate him that much then just kick him to the curb, then spit in their face and tell your mind to erase, all the memories you had and escape to a better place, have faith, and know that the sun will rise the next day, life is crazy, you can have your worst day then suddenly be suprised in the best way, keep moving and never give up, cause you never know what kind of treasures you can dig up, but i hope you got the keys for it, nice cloths, nice cars, big house, three story...
Now this is a story all about how my life got twisted upside down and id like to take a minute just sit right there ill tell you how i became the prince of a town called Bel-Air In west Philadelphia born and raised on the playground my momma said most of my days chilling out, maxing and relaxing all cool and all shooting some b-ball outside of school when a couple of guys they were up to no good started making trouble in our neighborhood i got in one little fight and my mom got scared she said your moving in with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air i whisted for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and had dice in the mirror if anything i could say that this cab was rare but i thought nah, forget it yo home to bel-air! i-pulled- up tp a house about seven or eight i yelled to the cabbie yo home, smell you later looked at my kingdom i was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of bel-air
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Suddenly, from all the green around you, something-you don't know what-has disappeared; you feel it creeping closer to the window, in total silence. From the nearby wood you hear the urgent whistling of a plover, reminding you of someone's Saint Jerome: so much solitude and passion come from that one voice, whose fierce request the downpour will grant. The walls, with their ancient portraits, glide away from us, cautiously, as though they weren't supposed to hear what we are saying. And reflected on the faded tapestries now; the chill, uncertain sunlight of those long childhood hours when you were so afraid.
I can read sheet music. Anyway, here's mine... Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed, A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed, Then one day he was shootin' at some food, And up through the ground came a bubblin' crude. Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea. Well the first thing you know, ol' Jed's a millionaire, Kinfolk said, "Jed, move away from there," Said "Californy is the place you ought to be," So they loaded up the truck and moved to Beverly. Hills, that is. Swimmin' pools, movie stars. Well now its time to say good-bye to Jed and all his kin, And they would like to thank you folks fer kindly droppin' in. You're all invited back next week to this locality, To have a heapin' helpin' of their hospitality. Hillbilly that is. Set a spell. Take your shoes off. Y'all come back now, y'hear?
start my rhyme, clever lines cross my mine from time to time.. i make ya get ya ass up from the seat that is recline drop your jaw, u hit rewind.. how this all come 2 my mind.. in first grade, i would always draw outside the lines... teacher always naggin, get ma momma on the line.. i aint go change cause you wrote it in my yearbook.. take care cause i care, what a bunch of lil rooks.. bangs in the front, wearin dickies like a crook.. rat food at the school house,i learn how to cook... b-ball at lunch time, im actin like im aaron brooks... 8th graders come around, benched like brian cook... if i ever make it big im puttin clutch fans on my hook... i tried
[scatting] "my name is peaches... and i'm the best all the DJs want... to feel my breasts..." [scatting] :grin:
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ? My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends. Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends, So Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ? Oh Lord, won't you buy me a color TV ? Dialing For Dollars is trying to find me. I wait for delivery each day until three, So oh Lord, won't you buy me a color TV ? Oh Lord, won't you buy me a night on the town ? I'm counting on you, Lord, please don't let me down. Prove that you love me and buy the next round, Oh Lord, won't you buy me a night on the town ? Everybody! Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ? My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends, Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends, So oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz ? That's it!
lol damn bro, your rhymes are wack and im just stating facts, I feel like Im reading some old nursery ****, but i cant hate on that, atleast you tried, but on the real you sound like drake on crack, so its best you do what jay z did and just fade to black
Scatting eh? Everybody stutters one way or the other So check out my message to you. As a matter of fact don't let nothin' hold you back. If the Scatman can do it so can you. Everybody's sayin' that the Scatman stutters But doesn't ever stutter when he sings. But what you don't know I'm gonna tell you right now That the stutter and the scat is the same thing. Yo I'm the Scatman. Where's the Scatman ? I'm the Scatman. Why should we be pleasin' all the politician heathens Who would try to change the seasons if they could? The state of the condition insults my intuitions And it only makes me crazy and my heart like wood. Everybody stutters one way or the other So check out my message to you. As a matter of fact don't let nothin' hold you back. If the Scatman can do it brother so can you.
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This is what I did to some dude from Boston: "hmm well i gotta give you props for that **** that was off the hook, amazing, n fantastic but it don't mean jack **** if you can't rap it imma turn this tragic when i take your fagg*t rat dick and wrap it in plastic bags n light it with a match stick it'll kill you so fast it will make you end up in a casket then i'll take you n bury you somewhere in grand rapids but ***** it enough with the antics and murder tactics i aint gon' talk about how i'll literally BLAST YA mind a lyrical MASTERmind, look at the syllables AND THE rhymes this is pretty GRUESOME, i just ripped you a NEW ONE boston vs. HOUSTON, the score is now TWO-ONE so now whachu don' DO SON?"
Let me lay down some old school... Every shaver / Now can snore / Six more minutes / Than before / By using / Burma-Shave Your shaving brush / Has had its day / So why not / Shave the modern way / With / Burma-Shave Shaving brushes / You'll soon see 'em / On the shelf / In some / Museum / Burma-Shave Does your husband / Misbehave / Grunt and grumble / Rant and rave / Shoot the brute some / Burma-Shave A shave / That's real / No cuts to heal / A soothing / Velvet after-feel / Burma-Shave Within this vale / Of toil / And sin / Your head grows bald / But not your chin - use / Burma-Shave Keep well / To the right / Of the oncoming car / Get your close shaves / From the half pound jar / Burma-Shave Don't take a curve / at 60 per / we hate to lose / a customer / Burma-Shave Past / Schoolhouses / Take it slow / Let the little / Shavers grow / Burma-Shave A peach / Looks good / With lots of fuzz / But man's no peach / And never wuz / Burma-Shave Broken romance / Stated fully / She went wild / When he / Went wooly / Burma Shave Let's make Hitler / And Hirohito / Look as sick as / Old Benito / Buy defense bonds / Burma-Shave I use it too / The bald man said / It keeps my face / Just like / My head / Burma-Shave In Cupid's little / Bag of trix / Here's the one / That clix / With chix / Burma-Shave The wolf / Is shaved / So neat and trim / Red Riding Hood / Is chasing him / Burma-Shave A chin / Where barbed wire / Bristles stand / Is bound to be / A no ma'ams land / Burma-Shave He lit a match / To check gas tank / That's why / They call him / Skinless Frank / Burma Shave Henry the Eighth / Sure had / Trouble / Short term wives / Long term stubble / Burma-Shave
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