a man this shit hot but do anybody know where i can find the instrumental with hook of young buck hip hop can't save me.and whos is that sing that song on young buck version.that chick can sing ral talk
born and raised in the projects grew up hard and couldnt stop it sleepin hearin the sounds of rockets kids live frozen got blown up like hot pockets where the thugs would rob ay thing and your wallet shoes to your hat top to the bottom front to your back back to your front long as you had a gun you were safe from everyone long as you wunt a punk and would fire that son the heat burned holes in september
he thought we has a hard ass g but at the time he couldnt even count to three seeing the image of a gangster portrayed on tv while he was thinking "that could be me" then he had a crazy dream of being an emcee so his dreams could become a reality he said "i need to be intelectual to have dope ass rhymes" so he hit the books harder every single time
life inda game ijus doit wit the pain regardless wea it hurt ima doit till it hurt make mi hatas squirt out mi head i keep pimpin mi pen n keep ritn lyrics nice.texaz raized killa till i die die yeh das rite chek out mi mispace makin hits in houston tryna doit big n keep da swag so tight!!who wanna battle againste me ill do yah rite.kum n try me gaureente it wont be nice!!
i keep pushing no matter what like im tryna have a baby out the guts and i name my baby hip hop let him stand at the poteuium yeah the tip top and let him grow and flourish out like a plant when its nourished for sure sucessful child so im not worried taking caring of me as i get old sittin back teaching him everything i know he buys me a boat so i can sail in his flo so i guess hip hop has saved my life and i created it while many debate on it so many will hate on it. TEXAS.
when i was down/on the ground around/big rocks leaning/hip hop threw a rope/it is not seeming/i'm supposed to die yet/from the country, burbs/to the projects/simple words'll/get ya mindset/listen to a little hip hop/now the shyt stops/for the moment/dome went/up nd down/when i heard this/thump with nouns/displayed on a page/here's the verbs/when its played/for the first time in crowds/i stand/hand in the air/i feel the thirst/of a proud man/now i understand
shout 2 all da dudes stayin tru 2 dey dreams/tryin make it right for they fam n dey teams/washed up like suds is it all it ever seems/broke down MCs maybe all dey ever be/but ya keep on tryin even tho ya people dyin/babys stay cryin n hustlas stay grindin/clock keep windin n slowly remindin/life is trife n dat iz all about timin/n me im findin dat rhymin's a bak up/keep the mac up,paper stacked,so i pak up/all of my wishes n bitches up in da mac truck/no room for error so feel my terror n bak up
thanks chawillie idk what they really say anyway that really dont bother me its all just there opinion which they are intitle too but so i keep pushing anyway.
dedicate one time to the mimes don't say nothin, but got alot on they minds dedicate one time to the crimes commited for a reason, it gives us signs that the times, are corrupt and abrubt but dont give up theres a hill we just hafta get up so step up, and take control of your life fight for your right, to have rights
a strangeman passes reach in his coat dirty fingernails with a smell pass a note pass its like a transaction of coke as he walk away i hear em clear his throat havent moved staying anchored like a boat nerves jumpin as im opening up the note drop it as it headed towards the flo the words in my hands was too heavy to tote fell in a puddle so i watch it float lookin up at me was the words from the note looking at the paper couldnt turn away as read the 1st line "the world burns today"
I must say this kid got flow. The way he rhyemed his words was so cold. It was nice like ice. Everytime you hear him you get freeze bites. Everybody said hip pop not paying for rent They wanted him to drop the game and just quit. Even his mom said he can't make it and you know it. He told his mom he not a rapper he a poet. Haha tried to rap
i said i rep the cd/ i dont really bang just rep my city/ its the 206 with hendrix and quincey/ jones and that one martial arts dude bruce lee/ yeah my city got some rock n roll history/ nirvana modest mouse and pearl jam thats neat/ but when we gonna get the hip hop to me/ snoop dogg ice cube and maybe biggie/ all them and hip hop have saved me/ i need more from seattle but im not stingy/ the 206 needs more hop thats hippidy/ but i aint gonna complain cuz im pround of my city/
Gotta Stay Focus Mind Always Driftin Need To Stay Focus On What I Want In What I Need What I Need To Do Mind Never Stay On Point Mind Always On A Chic Mind Need To Be On This Money Need To Be On The Future I Need To Focus Nigga Quick To Throw Hands Quick To Write Down What Im Gon Do But Not Do It Just Need To Focus In I Can Be Great Thats What The Old Niggas Always Tell Me Focus Lil Nigga In Everything A Fall In Place
yall playin on this beat like some kids my rymes be on top like some fizz most rappers speak stuff they haven did i really be in the streets like a skid some people get to emotional when they rap and everybody with a backwards cap cant rap some of this stuff just be poetry especially when you see yourself getting to deep thats why we low on the poets now cause everybody want to have that rappers crown if you dont feel offended i aint talkin you but if u do its directed to u CUT.
my flo is cold i'm spiritless i'm a lyracist still steerin bricks and nearin chips never fearin bitch put a mutha fucka on my seerin list r u hearin this lemme switch this shit rip the shit and flip the script just gliss the wrist
and i hope you remember big al now back to december its a cold winter thanksgivin just passed we had crab for dinner and its piru so we had liqour hot chicks with the carolina strippers playin games like who could bag the finest bitch quicker you no that game if youve eva been a nigga got drunk and banged out on punks went to the club a crab popped off so A went to the trunk grabbed the .4s and loaded em and tossed me the pump
Yo i use to give a shit now i dont care what the f people think,look,feel its just me and the world on my mind on my grind just here to seal the deal be Mr. Money Maker Mr. undertaker in this game situation after situation runnin this thang literally every aspect of the game switchin lanes to anotha level on to a whole new other lvl which you've never been in before don't you see this game is beginning to get colder and colder more like civil war evil face with no taste
put inspiration/into words/heaven's birds/flying in the sky/reflecting in/me eyes watching/in the forefront/whores, blunts smoking while/they smokin'em in bunches/off the contact/i see/behind that/inspirational music/that moves it through/the nuisance/dudes went/crazy on the mic/talkin life/not talkin/how he's takin it/nd makin it/off of murder n/drug sales/but we all know/drugs/sex/nd thugs sales/its the way they talkin we/amongst hell
She told me that it dont take much to get laid, i could end up with aids i told baby girl im paid i got the life made in the shade, she hollored and yelled out my name burried my face in shame, this goes out to my loved one who jus wanted to have some fun, I represent the 201 sucka nigga i think i jus won
whores wishin they would leave and let me and my broad hang out so moer butz obviously that wouldn't happen because my talent for all this rappin is like amazin and all this crappin it aint happen all this shittin on these fake rappers shure aint written like good ridance too that nuisance named george benton make fly in the air like them new nikes airs and even a dude with flainal issues now we call him george flenton i'm sick wit this rap game remember the name kid B R E E Z E Y andiwillnotdie
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When Rap dies out, this the song that's gonna play in the credits.
somebody gone take ya'll words ya'll spittin ova the internet 4REAL
wow this is my favorite song on the cool album...the beat alone is so fire.
one you never heard of, i...lol
good shit homie
a man this shit hot but do anybody know where i can find the instrumental with hook of young buck hip hop can't save me.and whos is that sing that song on young buck version.that chick can sing ral talk
born and raised in the projects
grew up hard and couldnt stop it
sleepin hearin the sounds of rockets
kids live frozen got blown up like hot pockets
where the thugs would rob ay thing and your wallet
shoes to your hat top to the bottom
front to your back back to your front
long as you had a gun
you were safe from everyone
long as you wunt a punk
and would fire that son
the heat
burned holes in september
FIRE!
i like this
he thought we has a hard ass g
but at the time he couldnt even count to three
seeing the image of a gangster
portrayed on tv
while he was thinking "that could be me"
then he had a crazy dream of being an emcee
so his dreams could become a reality
he said "i need to be intelectual to have dope ass rhymes"
so he hit the books harder every single time
life inda game ijus doit wit the pain regardless wea it hurt ima doit till it hurt make mi hatas squirt out mi head i keep pimpin mi pen n keep ritn lyrics nice.texaz raized killa till i die die yeh das rite chek out mi mispace makin hits in houston tryna doit big n keep da swag so tight!!who wanna battle againste me ill do yah rite.kum n try me gaureente it wont be nice!!
i keep pushing no matter what like im tryna have a baby out the guts and i name my baby hip hop let him stand at the poteuium yeah the tip top and let him grow and flourish out like a plant when its nourished for sure sucessful child so im not worried taking caring of me as i get old sittin back teaching him everything i know he buys me a boat so i can sail in his flo so i guess hip hop has saved my life and i created it while many debate on it so many will hate on it.
TEXAS.
when i was down/on the ground around/big rocks leaning/hip hop threw a rope/it is not seeming/i'm supposed to die yet/from the country, burbs/to the projects/simple words'll/get ya mindset/listen to a little hip hop/now the shyt stops/for the moment/dome went/up nd down/when i heard this/thump with nouns/displayed on a page/here's the verbs/when its played/for the first time in crowds/i stand/hand in the air/i feel the thirst/of a proud man/now i understand
thanks for the love bro.
Just rap the respective verses to this song, it feels the best
yo could u put up this instrumental with the hook of the girl singin
shout 2 all da dudes stayin tru 2 dey dreams/tryin make it right for they fam n dey teams/washed up like suds is it all it ever seems/broke down MCs maybe all dey ever be/but ya keep on tryin even tho ya people dyin/babys stay cryin n hustlas stay grindin/clock keep windin n slowly remindin/life is trife n dat iz all about timin/n me im findin dat rhymin's a bak up/keep the mac up,paper stacked,so i pak up/all of my wishes n bitches up in da mac truck/no room for error so feel my terror n bak up
thanks chawillie idk what they really say anyway that really dont bother me its all just there opinion which they are intitle too but so i keep pushing anyway.
yo post the instrumental without the hook
real shit you spit there. the message was received.
yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa finally
i feel like ur not done. but its still good
Gold watch is what I am trying to find tho :)
dedicate one time to the mimes
don't say nothin, but got alot on they minds
dedicate one time to the crimes
commited for a reason, it gives us signs
that the times, are corrupt and abrubt
but dont give up
theres a hill we just hafta get up
so step up, and take control of your life
fight for your right, to have rights
words out my mouth was "make a move nigga. i dare you to jump.
you got 2 seconds i dare you to run
shots fired crabs died and now the story is done
& fam w/ color
p.s. sorry for the spelling errors...
a strangeman passes reach in his coat dirty fingernails with a smell pass a note pass its like a transaction of coke as he walk away i hear em clear his throat havent moved staying anchored like a boat nerves jumpin as im opening up the note drop it as it headed towards the flo the words in my hands was too heavy to tote fell in a puddle so i watch it float lookin up at me was the words from the note looking at the paper couldnt turn away as read the 1st line "the world burns today"
I must say this kid got flow.
The way he rhyemed his words was so cold.
It was nice like ice.
Everytime you hear him you get freeze bites.
Everybody said hip pop not paying for rent
They wanted him to drop the game and just quit. Even his mom said he can't make it and you know it. He told his mom he not a rapper he a poet.
Haha tried to rap
scratch that i typed it 2 early
GLAD DIS HAS NIKKI JEAN IN IT
i said i rep the cd/
i dont really bang just rep my city/
its the 206 with hendrix and quincey/
jones and that one martial arts dude bruce lee/
yeah my city got some rock n roll history/
nirvana modest mouse and pearl jam thats neat/
but when we gonna get the hip hop to me/
snoop dogg ice cube and maybe biggie/
all them and hip hop have saved me/
i need more from seattle but im not stingy/
the 206 needs more hop thats hippidy/
but i aint gonna complain cuz im pround of my city/
julian236589 I see this now over a decade ago and I fuck wit it
Gotta Stay Focus Mind Always Driftin
Need To Stay Focus On What I Want In What I Need
What I Need To Do
Mind Never Stay On Point
Mind Always On A Chic
Mind Need To Be On This Money
Need To Be On The Future
I Need To Focus Nigga
Quick To Throw Hands
Quick To Write Down What Im Gon Do
But Not Do It
Just Need To Focus In I Can Be Great
Thats What The Old Niggas Always Tell Me
Focus Lil Nigga In Everything A Fall In Place
for those of u who dont kno ... im from seattle and every name i said was from seattle. xcept snoop dogg ice cube and biggie
jweezyplzbeliveme feels offended sorry it must have been directed to u brotha...lol.
yall playin on this beat like some kids
my rymes be on top like some fizz
most rappers speak stuff they haven did
i really be in the streets like a skid
some people get to emotional when they rap
and everybody with a backwards cap cant rap
some of this stuff just be poetry
especially when you see yourself getting to deep
thats why we low on the poets now
cause everybody want to have that rappers crown
if you dont feel offended i aint talkin you
but if u do its directed to u CUT.
my flo is cold
i'm spiritless
i'm a lyracist
still steerin bricks
and nearin chips
never fearin bitch
put a mutha fucka
on my seerin list
r u hearin this
lemme switch this shit
rip the shit
and flip the script
just gliss the wrist
and i hope you remember
big al now back to december
its a cold winter
thanksgivin just passed we had crab for dinner
and its piru so we had liqour
hot chicks with the carolina strippers
playin games like who could bag the finest bitch quicker
you no that game if youve eva been a nigga
got drunk and banged out on punks
went to the club a crab popped off so A went to the trunk
grabbed the .4s and loaded em and tossed me the pump
some of yall spit that ill shit i wont front ... why not upload a video of yaselfs doin ya thang to these beats?
Yo i use to give a shit now i dont care what the f people think,look,feel its just me and the world on my mind on my grind just here to seal the deal be Mr. Money Maker Mr. undertaker in this game situation after situation runnin this thang literally every aspect of the game switchin lanes to anotha level on to a whole new other lvl which you've never been in before don't you see this game is beginning to get colder and colder more like civil war evil face with no taste
put inspiration/into words/heaven's birds/flying in the sky/reflecting in/me eyes watching/in the forefront/whores, blunts smoking while/they smokin'em in bunches/off the contact/i see/behind that/inspirational music/that moves it through/the nuisance/dudes went/crazy on the mic/talkin life/not talkin/how he's takin it/nd makin it/off of murder n/drug sales/but we all know/drugs/sex/nd thugs sales/its the way they talkin we/amongst hell
true
She told me that it dont take much to get laid, i could end up with aids i told baby girl im paid i got the life made in the shade, she hollored and yelled out my name burried my face in shame, this goes out to my loved one who jus wanted to have some fun, I represent the 201 sucka nigga i think i jus won
ok jwexyplzblv only believes in his slef let me make a believer out of this you mand with my hands.
work on your metaphors and similes and your shit will b key my dude
whores wishin they would leave and let me and my broad hang out so moer butz obviously that wouldn't happen because my talent for all this rappin is like amazin and all this crappin it aint happen all this shittin on these fake rappers shure aint written like good ridance too that nuisance named george benton make fly in the air like them new nikes airs and even a dude with flainal issues now we call him george flenton i'm sick wit this rap game remember the name kid B R E E Z E Y andiwillnotdie