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Sounds good....fire it up
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Ok lets do one bout holding back when we had a chance or opportunity to do something anything but didn't because of second guessing....
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I held back many times chances to sell plenty rhymes or switch it up get plenty shine/
Is that how I wanted them to gimme mine nah I decline I'll get it when it hit my time/ But time flies by like life no lie will I put out a hit before I die/ Only if they like it that's my reply/ It was a matter of choice tryin to better my voice so I when bring it its more than noise/ Still I hold back time never waits ***** already know that/ Maybe im scared that I'll fail low confidence is hell tho my lyrics show I'm competent as well/ These different times have me questionin should I grind/ I don't spit ******** so will they be questionin my lines/ Another year pass and I'm workin off my *** at a job don't really make cash/ They yellin get famous that aint what my aim is I was been in the struggle **** never been painless/ Maybe it's time to take a risk take time and make a hit/ Maybe the fog'll lift maybe I'll recognize my gift finally be relaxed before I put a blunt to my lips/ |
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I remember being asked what will be my career
I never would say anything really sincere Didn't wanna tell em there's a star in here So I would say i wanna be an office worker Really all I wanted was cash, cars, clothes and hookers Feel like everyone I meet is a future onlooker I would hold a notebook and say it's for school They look inside of it and see it's full of raps I tell them that its poems I know it's uncool But they know I wanna be a rapper cuz of my strap Now I got everyone asking for a freestyle Then I feel like I'm in the movie 8 mile Come up with raps off the head you'll just brag And poor guys bragging bout money makes me gag Definition of a dreamer is me Look in my eyes and you'll see |
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Life is a b i t c h and then you die/
We **** around for the most of our lives/ And we dont know what we got until its gone/ My past may be dead but my heart will go on/ This aint no titanic f u c k that i aint sinking/ I can spit out rhymes faster than you when your blinking/ The devil took my soul and sold it for a buck/ You say your the devil, You think i give a f u c k/ Im like ***** ***** himself with my lyrics i will preach/ Aint no school teacher here cos the stupid priks cant teach/ My hip hop in its most harshest/ Form, from this man im a brand new artist/ Life aint no game take it in with respect/ Or the devil himself will sell that soul and infect/ Your brain and your body-Dude youve ****ed it this time/ I made an effort **** this i got two more lines/ I dont wanna go to hell cos my fans will cry/ The moral is Lifes A B i t c h And Then You Die// |
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Bruh...lifes a ***** then you die/
Have fun have guns die young/ The devil is a lie/ i saw him in my all seein eye/ I was born in a country that has my ppl torn/ Dumbed down before our minds take form/ Each face shot down that looks like mine/ Warns me of the comin storm/ Then i got this chick/ called life and i been dealin wit this *****/ Then her friend karma come around now im in some other ****/ Dealin wit these two till i die/ Exactly why i stay so high/ I get blowed cuz you never kno when you gonna go/ They always **** me fast i jus wanna take it slow/ And jus when i think i got it right/ They back for anotha go/ They say lifes a ***** dealin wit her is no hoe/ |
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It all comes down to trust/
Im steady pursuin the truth/ Now i got friends who could be foes/ And i dont what to do/ Cuz it feel like they schemin on me/ I just need some solid proof/ We been connected a couple months/ Put in work more than once/ But somethin aint right bout em/ It bugs me when i hit my blunts/ The body language strange/ And the eye movement gettin weirder/ It may be me but theres somethin up wit these niggas/ In the beginning we was close/becomin tighter than dap/ But now i feel the distance growin/ an ever widening gap/ Is they they plottin is they plannin/ Will it be a simple robbery or the cannon/ Is the way the group disbandin/ On top of that/ Who really got my back/ I move alone so its kinda easy to catch that clap/ I aint got no main lady/ On less thing to stress me/ Cuz choosin one to trust/ is anotha thing that test me now/ She could have niggas waitin to dress me up/ While im tryin to get her dress down/ Thats the way some of the best went down/ I aint wit no games/ I live on time thats barely mine/ Tryin to figure it out/ So i barely pay femmes any mind/ Concerned more bout handshakes i gotta watch/ These niggas muggin one or all i might gotta box/ I dont move rocks or even push blow/ But why the vibe from the block gettin ever cold/ When im around these niggas its like time slows/ Im tryin to the botttom of they goals/ Before my goose is put on them coals/ I been down this road before the reminders on my soles/ |
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What's good w u droppin_jewelz? It's your girl Dabride aka the Advocate or just call me Bride or Breezy.
Ya'll got me hype on your mic passin but I want in now LOL... Not lazy my brain work of procrastination but it's all sin tho God say ta swim in the summer Go Ahead and try that in the winter bro Me n NY where i'm from know just how ta fit u Our love of money is a condition we licensed to issue But Ima stand for u and be what you called me to be Your adopted one Da b.r.i.d.e This me callin out once again Cryin to you I feel like i'm ballin out in my sins I feel like i'm drownin on a regular I don't know positive from negative, they mesh well Am I really headed to heaven cuz i'm already doin hell I walk life like a cell block but never spent a day in a cell Hmm...my respect im steady tryna earn N from who? others in the same block thats still tryna learn Some with the mentality of an infant Why do I waste my time tryna gain from them But we do it everyday worry about the next man's feelins more than we take time to pray So busy worried about our image than what the father's portrays We want but didn't ask him Our voices were lifted to the advesary's kin We lend ears to the gossiping to get through the day To feel no pain from the past n present These the games we play I feel so lonely and the walls close tighter Harder to breath and even harder to lift my head higher I struggle to awake from sleep It seems the more I need rest the more I grow weak Like a flower uprooted I wither here Hopin you notice my thirst before I disappear I'm out of place these white people don't except who I am n they can't tell me to my face I'm done bein a trophy n**** but then who do I tell When everyone around me still got they same smell... Just came by ta show some love... ya'll are dope. @droppin_jewelz & unknown_romeo. Keep doin your thing boy! |
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I swing rhymes at these simpeltons like you callin me a babe
Cracked em out the park n departed in Ruth's way never look back behind cuz my past is so uglay Those who never knew the advo can depart from mey Your silly ryhmes out shine like mines i grind harder than a morter n pestle but the results is like sunshine fresh like moisture on a dozen rose petals My spittin is welcomed in this generation of settlers Street dosers narcaliptic non hittin urban erosion Washed away from bein too fake to a culture that they had chosen We started this ish but can't seem ta wanna complete these fools out here so tired they won't stand up to compete The advocate keep grindin on real Hip Hop while ya'll n***** stay sleep! |
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I got more names than a certified schizophrenic
Ride for Christ, my life, but as the Advocate the world I represented Are you in it, its kool if you can't fathom My pops is unbelievable I'll always take the stand for him In man we give everything we shouldn't a slave to sin Unknowing that those thats buried can rise again You think i'm playin but I seen some things that'll make you p*** and cringe Like horror it make the hair stand up straight on its ends As Dabride I called em out and ya'll so silly you think im buggin out Advo told Breezy and Bride told the Brizzide We all gone roll with the advocate cuz she got a sound mind Im type nice n might not be ya type thats kool I hope you didn't think I believed the hype My level is higher than candy and more mello than brandy Wipe your nose n bust the bottle for they bury you dead B We have a enemy he is cunning and he is shady Like a politician pedafile sellin parts of aborted babies N they think its bananas I musta gone crazy My personality disordered cuz they cant understand the need for the seed Can you dig me? |
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Once again its the admiral/ welcomin the advo/while i pull this aggro/ wit mad flow/hip hop one thing that calm my bad soul/ this aint a parker bros game/ im bane of an artist like trinidad james/ pyrokinetic flames when i spit off the brain/arms too short to box wit god/these rappers cant enter my range/ wu said for a better tomorrow/ so im killin pop rappers to start the change/ some say i drop jewels/ others say im a devil wit the pen/ i jus say i been on a roll since i passed level 10/ now im addicted to grindin and levelin/ rpg terms in case you wanna learn/ i serve up different ones like a hook from hearns/ book the fuel pen the match/ all thats left is the burn/ im the voice of every mc spurned/ the records no longer bein scratched and turned/ im the bboy spinnin on his head/ tryin to rewind time to when it wasnt dead/ the illest things i learned hide in the illest things i said/ but it goes over heads cuz it aint bout bread/ so i picked up a villain's persona to enforce the principles/ me bein murdered by a rapper?/ chances very minuscule/
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Word up aint no words down for the admiral
At Eastern time I turnt up at this happy hour To fresh words comin from a proficient natural To quench the thirst of a woman that calls herself the Advo You ain't gotta tell me twice homie Hip Hop needed a jump years back they still yellin "clear" I clinched up n curled my lips up when they tightened up they gear N dreamt up a day theyd stop sellin off men like queers Know we searchin for the scratch in turn Some of us eagerly ready to learn Like the pen stay ready to burn Some vets by nature others kept that pen to they paper Bane broke trinidad J before he left Port a Spain a faker It's predestined but these jokers keep on testin Whether it's rap or whatever they gon learn today So I just say bless em I really get your persona villain Like that M-203 connected my M-16 while I was trained for killin Rappers out here give me flashbacks My hand to hand n rifle game might twist a cap back Grindin N levelin like I toted my rucksack I'll poison they water like madame hydra terrorist attacks |
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What it is advocate/ i see you spit better than tha average chick/ or the ones who claim baddest *****/ im the mic mechanic/ givin hop a spruce up/ a lil tune up labels have doomed us/ i heard they rock crowds/ but they barely move us/ im from tha boom bap/ not no mumble mouth rap/ im a tablespoon of nas/pinch of kool g/
Lil bit of mos def sans kufi/ scarfaced geto boy not from the movie/ teach like krs-one/ ill like rakim the master/ i spit in a crowd and they say thats a tough bastard/when it comes to villains im a bit like cell/ laid back polite but i will raise hell/ geese fell from his tower/ we lost another one who chased power/ shish taught me hunger for more/ and your fears you should devour/im chargin up ki like an iphone battery/ if i power up too much then its a catastrophe/ this is droppin jewels spittin more black magic/ now back to learnin more of the supreme mathematics/ |
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I'm just being honest with these words that I write, when these rhymes between the commas outlined my purpose in life / I'm finding that the drama isn't worth the fight, Thats word on my mama who birthed me to life / I try and move from day to day, but all I do is stray away,from all of these jaded claims that someday I'll make a change / Like when I first heard homeboy in the hood say he'
'd save the day / I found myself in a way that my fate was changed / Now a days I'm taking aim, at all the things I see create & say / A faceless gain when all I find are ways to hate / Cuz truthfully it's hard to write about things that ain't abusing me / Like why can't I write about what I find is cool to be / Foolish G', it's not how it used to be, and now I'm losing me to things that I choose to see / Ruthlessly accusing each and every root in me to grow out and loot and spree / It feels like when you lost that friend but still I fight when upon that stretch / It makes you feel like you really lost that step but pause to collect the strongest effect / As honor is pressed you conquer whats left expecting the drama upsetting your mama and you see alot of stress / From god to sex even ya boss and debt and thoughts that get caught like a knot inside ya head / When everything in life well.. It's got to end .. And It's whether or not you even want the mess / You gotta pick it up and start again.. Life gets heartless when you measuring the price Vs. being nice and it gets even harder when / You say what u think and the odds are bent the brains mystique & it's keeps on charging in / So artist sent to seek a dark intent like a sharpened edge when I'm marking my text / That has me concealing how part connects like Oh jeez.. So please pardon the breathes / I flow free ya don't see the largest regret when it really only matters If you regard to let/ Departed flesh and remarks of death remain large unless targets stretch/ To jar the test like u narc a fed and bars.. man they stay garden fresh / As I garnish a breath to harness a depth that earth cant even start to guess / |
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What it do villain
It's that bad ***** again Iggy Nicki and whatever chick misplaced they pens I might big up Trina tho cuz her ***** line gets it in But I gotta salute my favorites Mobb D for reconizin Kim Tho I don't refer to myself like a dog im loyal I can mos def do my part as any mans Goyil Refer to myself as a Bride cuz im royal Thats the highest honor we will have here on God's soil Mos Def thats my dude im feelin that Scarface back in the day he had me feel a cat Made me wanna smile for him when I discovered rap KRS had me like a shadow off a n***** back The Smif made me wanna fire a wesson Theres where alot a my time was invested Rakim I feel you he could be construed as a master But back to da Mobb My man Havoc God forgive me is my idol I dream long nights a holdin his production title My dudes today still make me wanna get away Cuz it's been hell on earth since the culture name fade |
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Oh Snap we linked the other piece to tha pack
Whats Goodie Romeo? We some too kool cats I feel you dawgs it get harder by the minute N even when you think you got it fam you really ain't get it I can tell you one thing that I seen My God is bigger than anything You wouldnt believe how blessed I been If this is the best they got lets do it better If this life has no other side forget you met her Everything happen for one puprose and one alone Dont never forget you couldn't create your own Now we out tryna push some clones Claimin we got it together but we babies talkin grown It come down ta wantin to retaliate or just feed your seed Bottom line is you no different than me Thats why from my circle I was taught love for my brother Cuz foreal no good n stayin hurtin each other I been broke n even had a ring twice N each time I lost more pieces a me than I found nice This time around no explanation At least the last n***** voiced they intent for I replaced em Its not always just one they dissapoint when both my seeds is askin mom whats the point No matter your story I pray a smile verse a mean mug No matter the issue for you i got mad love |
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N by the way that was dope to you both as always
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I got a cold flow
Its October in NY thats for sure Winters so brick like Newark NJ..they know Character so bubbly you may wanna keep the top closed One big overflow shake me N they wait a minute Got em waiting patiently for thinkin they indulgin in it I cant say that its a problem wit it But just makin sure I make it my fathers business Im not even there yet Cube aint in the buildin yet Dabride is icin N**** wit attitude, im delayin jets I got a few plans ta be the next best While they acclimate I positively invest But its early still my plan is not ta live off my record sales Nobody got enough money for me ta flash my grill Or trust to have me makin closed deals No success to claim my soul because its still his N that goes for my 2 kids They were destined to reap a fortune from my business I wont waste time actin like I got intrest Instead I'll keep constructing the frame to Dabride nest |
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I dont do it for tha cash or the rings/
The cars girls wit big bras material things/ Its self aware standin like alistair overeem/ Blood of a slave heart of a king/ Let ms etta james at last at last/ My voice from the stereo blast/ And i make these stars crash/ I seen the bottom and where cities fell like sodom/ And ppl dont care for ya problems/ Everybody got em/ My homey died before 21/ Damn outta us that coulda been anyone/ I struggled tryin to not to let the devil in/ I was in between decidin to sell drugs/ While watchin friends that was hooked on heroin/ Some did cocaine im relieved nobody cobained/ Growin seein black zombies walkin up and down streets/ Stumbling upon me why they smoked rock was beyond me/ Not too many role models jus niggas who lived by a motto/ Sell weight to get money like the lotto/ Fell in wit tha hood types they was like fam tho so almost like the good life/ But still was plagued by nightmares of my ppl killin me/ I dont what was instilled in me/ Probably cuz my uncle was killed by his best friend/ That ***** did it willingly/ I smoke herb cuz that and spittin words bring peace/ Cuz when im left to think im on the edge of my seat/ Rome i hear what you going thru/ You headed that direction? **** it im goin too/ As i breathe in and exhale it out/ I got an hour of peace then returns the doubt/ |
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Im sorry for all the loss, but sure you heard it enuff
Will say Im down on my knees in his presence for you Im a servant by his blood Its the heroin and the audacity to headline it all The anger can take you only so far I been there from dumpin needles in gutters to keep the piece To indulging in my own smokescreens rollin up ta fold up n my hallucinating crawlin on the floor OD'n for their entertainin Still feel hands on my throat when I recall that "he loved me?" But then I have to recall that It was by Gods grace he chose to raise from me 2 set a hands but in the room I swear there was 3 I know that same angel hasn't left me B N damn! this n**** was 3 times bigger than me! N I still couldnt see The true meaning I wanna look up but im still leanin We close our eyes to see but we open them n stay afflicted Gods hands in our presence n still we deny it Even when we know were right we shut our mouth N it aint always the enlightened that throw love out I dont think I made it on this level to be solo Or that I couldnt stand down N salute a fellow soldier Sure didn't think today I'd still be breathin Or have another chance to believe, that I believe him... Don't underestimate the opportunities that are still given to you by God himself. There are no accidents even on October 12 2015. This exact date will not repeat itself. |
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