" love changes, and best friends become strangers"
If you don't become a actor,
You will never be a factor,
Pills with million side effects take them when the felt,
Wash them down with diet soda killing of your brain cell,
Crooked banks around the world would gladly give a loan today,
So if you ever miss a payment they can take your home away -Lupe Fiasco
Startin' static with Dre, make way for the AK
That I bring as I slang like cavy
Not from Kris Kross but they call me Mac Daddy
Had he not known about the city I'm from
Long Beach, tic tac, grab your gat, watch your back
Here I come, stompin' in my kakhi suit
Scream at existence, it answers with silence
Silenced the questions without bursts of violence
I'm lost in the maze where I find my reality
I triumph on self defeat and beat myself gradually
I drove myself mad searching for sanity
I lost my way home while exploring the galaxies
I'm fueling these fires that burn my mentality
My muse is abuse and a long road of tragedies
I drown in the depths of my bitter self knowledge
I used all my bravery trying to have courage
I seek for forgiveness but beg to be punished
I fight for my freedom while chained to these gutters
I find all my comforts in deep insecurities
Spoil what's beautiful looking for impurities
I'm buried in the lies trying to live my life truthfully
I sail my ship alone and I'm still having mutinies
I'm wearing a disguise hiding from the phonies
I'm hiding from myself but I'm scared of being lonely
My world's like a cell God created just to hold me
My life's like a game where my death is the trophy
I'm just tryin to do the opposite of left (right)
as long as there's the opposite of death.(life)
Test me, and I just might bring the opposite of life (death)
till there's no one the opposite of right (left)
- Lupe Fiasco
I just love how you can interchange the descriptions (opposite of left) with the meanings (right), and it still rhymes. Plus, he's rhyming two sets of opposites. Lupe for president.
The only good n*?#&! iz a dead n*#?&$
Dats what they used to say
Cant understand why a man
Gotta use a trigga
On his own, suppose to act grown
Cracka in da back
Watch a brother pull a trigga on another brother
Couldn't shoot and shot a mother
Four kids alone home
Ungrown & now they on they own
Now check yourself cool
What good iz da hood if ya actin a fool
Talkin dat gattalk, walkin dat catwalk
I'll be the infamous
Who leaks the witnesses, crack's the wickedest
Run up in your crib, blast your kids
Ain't no myth in this, shit's official
I'll pistol-whip you with my Smith & Wesson
Cause my investin' was sendin rappers to heaven
Gives me an erection
You need protection from the smooth assassin
Who really moves at action, blastin' mothafuckas
Now who's the fat one that you love to hate
Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you
Then I'll wack you with my snub 38
It doesn't take much to make me restless
Look at my face and definite lose your breath
truck my face is Lexus
You want to test this, so really?,
I'll make one call and have the whole WU comin' on the ferry
I'm very dangerous and well-connected
I puff an L with Method, then try to
Decide who's next to fill his neck slit
So respected and admired the boss, retired your lost
Wu Tang, your terror squad, vaya con Dios!
My brain is a smart bomb, combined with Oppenhiemer design
Mind blowing, samurai ronin
Sleep with my third eye open (scoping)
Candles are played out
On my next birthday, make a death wish then blow my brains out
F*** the world with a big D***
grab mother earth leave the b!tch with her throat slit
- Chester P
Holy paragraphs, what kind of shit is that,
I'm Jesus in the flesh so this is muthaf****** christian rap
- Celph Titlked
"I'm like a street sweeper, greenleaf reaper
Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin somethin deep from they teachers
I'm like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for
Always got you, I'm like Pop Duke you would cry for
I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm like crisp money
Corporate accounts from a rich company
I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm like all races
combined in one man; like the '99 summer jam
Bulletproof Hummer man
I'm like being locked down around new faces, and none of em fam'
I'm the feelin of a millionaire spendin a hundred grand
I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet
Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up
Y'all know what I'm like, y'all play it in your system every night" Nas - Nas Is Like
While I'm battling these rival crews
Yes, BDP would stay in the street news
Some said all they wanna do is battle
They can't write a song, so their careers won't last long
Around this time I used to hang with Ced Gee
And DJ Scott La Rock used to buy gold with Eric B
I didn't meet Rakim till later with Scott
I remember we were jammin' at the rooftop
It used to irk me when these critics had opinions
Scott would say "Just keep rappin', I'll keep spinnin'"
We had a fucked up contract, but we signed it
And dropped the hip-hop album Criminal Minded
We told the critics your opinions are bull
Same time Eric B and Rakim dropped Paid in Full
Hip-hop pioneers we didn't ask to be
But right then hip-hop changed drastically
People didn't wanna hear the old rap sound
We started samplin' beats by James Brown
In the middle of doin' My Philosophy
Scott was killed and that shit got to me
But knowin' the laws of life and death
I knew his breath, was one with my breath
I had nothin' left and it was scary
So I dropped By All Means Necessary
Another hip-hop group that was a friend of me
Was a revolution crew called Public Enemy
It Takes A Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back
These two albums set off consciousness in rap
But all along, I'm still lookin' around
And all I can see are these rap groups fallin' down
"Say she only f-cked like 4-5 n-ggas, so you know you gotta multiply by 3."
"When you're reaching your dreams, you've got reason to brag."
"Y'all n-ggas John Q. Y'all ain't got the heart for it."
"I'll lay your body in that box so comfortably, church.
Lay a n-gga six feet beneath Earth
While the preacher search the Bible for a verse, rest in peace."
"You got an alligator mouth and a hummingbird @$$.
Your mouth writing checks that your @$$ can't cash.
145 and I'm outta your weight class.
Wanna survive, you better scramble like eggs and break fast.
Cause I know how to handle your fake @$$.
I'm a ride on your and hide you in yesterday's trash.
Pull up in the Chevy spraying rounds through the glass.
See you laying face down in the grass and a laugh.
"I get the cookie dough, then I cook it raw.
I bake 'em whole, gimme a line out the cookie jar.
Gimme the pot, gimme the egg beater.
I got six senses, I see dead people.
I can sell 'em whole, but I like to serve slabs.
I live in a bird house, my kitchen got a bird bath.
I give the bird's bath, it's different ones you can cop.
My stove's like a pond, I got swans in the pot.
I hit the block with blocks so block parties start.
I'm in the hood busting bricks like it's martial arts.
Now it's dinner time, so I'm cooking chicken soup.
Birds in my 645, call it a chicken coup."
"When I play stones, it rains dollar bills.
That's why my n-gga's at the house with 'bout half-a-mill."
Look at me
Look at me
Driving and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be
Alive and on top
My reach is global
My tower secure
My cause is noble
My power is pure
I can hand out a million vaccinations
Or let'em all die in exasperation
Have'em all healed of their lacerations
Have'em all killed by assassination
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don't like'em
~ the Flobots
Traveling the land from gravel into sand
Not knowin where Im going never havin any plans
Anything I wanted had to grab it in advance
Abracadabra theres a rabbit in my hands cause
Ive got the magic stick bust the baddest tricks
Fished for a whale brought a ship up out of it
Whats that I just saw? A platypus? Naw.
Maybe its a rat crawling flat on his paws
or a baby dragon just dragon his claws
It doesnt really matter
because its Saturday,
so look thataway
30 clock matinee,
and Ill pay you back soon
with a crazy rap tune.
But for now were just gazing at the moon
~ the Flobots again :p
"Any n-gga with the nerve to say another man name
When that other man ain't even present
And deny it when somebody ask him about it
That n-gga's a lame."
"If you stressin' to get buried
My n-ggas'll send you back to the essence in a hurry.
Sippin' Crunk Juice, blowin' Dutchies in the Chevy.
Try to figure me out dawg, I'm light but I'm heavy."
That verse had me hyped up after Obama was elected. LOL.