06-30-2013, 08:35 AM
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The Landlord
Join Date: Jan 2013
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Loast
i'm with GOW
Jay-Z his wordplay and lyrical content is amazing when u really listen to him
that renegade track he killed Em... Em had a ridiculous flow with some good at lyricism but Jay spit that Real shit.... had to hustle back to the wall ashy knuckles..
if u really pay attention to what he said his in verse.. i like Real shit.. muffuccas who talk to ya
Hov... i gotta post it whether u read it or not
Motherfuckers -
say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
See I'm influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothin, I made somethin doin
what I do through and through and
I give you the news - with a twist it's just his ghetto point-of-view
The renegade; you been afraid
I penetrate pop culture, bring 'em a lot closer to the block where they
pop toasters, and they live with they moms
Got dropped roasters, from botched robberies niggaz crotched over
Mommy's knocked up cause she wasn't watched over
Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
No he's not around - now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without ridin 'round
hidin down duckin strays from frustrated youths stuck in they ways
Just read a magazine that fucked up my day
How you rate music that thugs with nothin relate to it?
I help them see they way through it - not you
Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes
Bet everything you worth; you lose your tie and your shirt
[Jay-Z]
I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles
Pockets filled with a lot of lint, not a cent
Gotta vent, lot of innocent of lives lost on the project bench
Whatchu hollerin? Gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
By the bodega, iron under my coat, feelin braver
Doo-rag wrappin my waves up, pockets full of hope
Do not step to me - I'm awkward, I box leftier often
My pops left me an orphan, my momma wasn't home
Could not stress to me I wasn't grown; 'specially on nights
I brought somethin home to quiet the stomach rumblings
My demeanor - thirty years my senior
My childhood didn't mean much, only raisin green up
Raisin my fingers to critics; raisin my head to the sky
Big I did it - multi before I die (nigga)
No lie, just know I chose my own fate
I drove by the fork in the road and went straight
That's real talk... i dnt know if yall can relate.. but that's real shit!!
Right now.. My FAv. MC is Starlito he spits that's real shit.... ain't no1 in the game fucking with Lito... check out that Mental Warfare - shit is ridiculous
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ur the first person other then me that is een that thinks jay killed em on renengade lol
cognrats U WILL NEVER LOSE ON THIS SITE AGAIN!
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