Johnny’s in the basement Mixing up the medicine I’m on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he’s got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It’s somethin’ you did God knows when But you’re doin’ it again You better duck down the alley way Lookin’ for a new friend The man in the coon-skin cap By the big pen Wants eleven dollar bills You only got ten Maggie comes fleet foot Face full of black soot Talkin’ that the heat put Plants in the bed but The phone’s tapped anyway Maggie says that many say They must bust in early May Orders from the D.A. Look out kid Don’t matter what you did Walk on your tiptoes Don’t try “No-Doz” Better stay away from those That carry around a fire hose Keep a clean nose Watch the plain clothes You don’t need a weatherman To know which way the wind blows Get sick, get well Hang around a ink well Ring bell, hard to tell If anything is goin’ to sell Try hard, get barred Get back, write braille Get jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you fail Look out kid You’re gonna get hit But users, cheaters Six-time losers Hang around the theaters Girl by the whirlpool Lookin’ for a new fool Don’t follow leaders Watch the parkin’ meters Ah get born, keep warm Short pants, romance, learn to dance Get dressed, get blessed Try to be a success Please her, please him, buy gifts Don’t steal, don’t lift Twenty years of schoolin’ And they put you on the day shift Look out kid They keep it all hid Better jump down a manhole Light yourself a candle Don’t wear sandals Try to avoid the scandals Don’t wanna be a bum You better chew gum The pump don’t work ’Cause the vandals took the handles Bob Dylan 1965
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The reality of budget cuts is a bunch of crap, They would rather have the unemployed masked behind screens trying to rap, the bandwidth is wasted, so homeboy just face it, and let DD try to displace it, you're married to the money scam before you even get to taste it. My advice to you is to invest what you have, because sooner or later your girl's gonna be paying the bills from the corner of Park and 7th Ave. FAIL!.
I’m in the dictionary boy look up success im talking bout the word that comes after next and i use my reflex to dodge that word hatin on me? yea i dodged dat verb im making right turns, yea i made dat curve too much haters but they know i kick em to the curb wen they gone learn ? they can keep hating but fame im gonna earn im on fire, i'm giving out 3rd degree burns spotlight off of them cuz rite now its my turn u know they say go hard or go home and this is a freestyle so it coming of the dome always timed in so forever in the zone.
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I am the very model of a modern Major-General, I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral, I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical; I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical, I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical, About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news, With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse. I'm very good at integral and differential calculus; I know the scientific names of beings animalculous: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General. I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir Caradoc's; I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for paradox, I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus, In conics I can floor peculiarities parabolous; I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies, I know the croaking chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes! Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore, And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore. Then I can write a washing bill in Babylonic cuneiform, And tell you ev'ry detail of Caractacus's uniform: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General. In fact, when I know what is meant by "mamelon" and "ravelin", When I can tell at sight a Mauser rifle from a javelin, When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more wary at, And when I know precisely what is meant by "commissariat", When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern gunnery, When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery— In short, when I've a smattering of elemental strategy— You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee. For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury, Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century; But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General.
Me levanté en el mediodía Pensé que tendría que estar en Compton ya Tengo que embriagarme antes que comienze el día Antes que mi 'amá me reniegue de mis amigos Al irme casi me vuelvo ciego Jóvenes negros en mi casa tirando señas Fui a mi casa a traer el recargo Con mi MAC diez en el lado de mi cadera Salí afuera y apunté mi arma Tal como pensé, los tontos caminaban Salté en mi 'cuatro le pisé fuerte al jugo Le di al del frente y uno de un lado y el otro Después deje tocar el Alpine Sonaba la nueva mierda de NWA Era "Gangsta Gangsta" en la cima de la lista Luego toqué mi propia mierda y se oyó algo asi: Rolando en la calle en mi seis-cuatro Jugando con las p*tas, cacheteando las viejas Fui al parque a ver que pasaba Unos malvivientes estaban tirando canasta Un carro llega, ¿quién puede ser? Un fresco El Camino adentro Quilo Yi El baja la ventana y comienza a decir: Ya está que hacemos el Robo del Auto Porque Los chavos del Barrio son siempre duros Ven hablando esa basura, te sacarán tu tarjeta Sabiendo nada en la vida, más que ser legítimos No me cotizes, muchacho, que no he dicho mierda (more verses upon request)
"all the things she said All the things she said Running through my head Running through my head" >.<
Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's high, DJ's spinnin' are savin' my mind, Flash is fast, Flash is cool, Francois sez fas, Flashe' no do, And you don't stop, sure shot, Go out to the parking lot, And you get in your car and you drive real far, And you drive all night and then you see a light, And it comes right down and lands on the ground, And out comes a man from Mars, And you try to run but he's got a gun, And he shoots you dead and he eats your head, And then you're in the man from Mars, You go out at night, eatin' cars, You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too, Mercuries and Subarus, And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars, Then, when there's no more cars, You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet, Face to face, dance cheek to cheek, One to one, man to man, Dance toe to toe, Don't move too slow, 'cause the man from Mars, Is through with cars, he's eatin' bars, Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall, He's gonna eat 'em all, Rapture, be pure, Take a tour, through the sewer, Don't strain your brain, paint a train, You'll be singin' in the rain, I said don't stop, do punk rock
An Effervescing Elephant with tiny eyes and great big trunk once whispered to the tiny ear the ear of one inferior that by next June he'd die, oh yeah! because the tiger would roam. The little one said: "Oh my goodness I must stay at home! and every time I hear a growl I'll know the tiger's on the prowl and I'll be really safe, you know the elephant he told me so." Everyone was nervy, oh yeah! and the message was spread to zebra, mongoose, and the dirty hippopotamus who wallowed in the mud and chewed his spicy hippo-plankton food and tended to ignore the word preferring to survey a herd of stupid water bison, oh yeah! And all the jungle took fright, and ran around for all the day and the night but all in vain, because, you see, the tiger came and said: "Who me?! You know, I wouldn't hurt not one of you. I'd much prefer something to chew and you're all to scant." oh yeah! He ate the Elephant werd to ya mutha...
im freestyling where after im done you'll be rewinding, listening like damn this **** is hot, listen again and be like damn this **** is Pac, but im far from dead, far from being dim, high in the sky, shining so I guess im a star instead, stacking up bread while yall dudes wishing for my down fall, but somehow I keep poppping up out the hole like a groud hog, taking over your throne and make you faggots take your crown off, damn, I swear to god i go hard, after I pass away they gon put my **** on the shelf next to mozart, or maybe even the holy bible, the boy jump on every track and own that **** like I hold the title
