jekyllah

I was young, I was surviving the timesWaiting for my moment, I was destined to shineLittle Ray had an NSX, I was hoping I'm nextWanting bracelets, never had a rope on my neckUnless I was holding Taiyeh chain--Rest In PeaceEven though that night uflipped on usuwarned us If u came back and we still on the corners,We goners, moving on to...Move ur arm in your watch To another time on the block'Cause this 40 Side Where they say Shorty rhymeTragedy he used to come through all the timeI'm talking Juice Crew, not what the word defineHe had a sister named Erin, for sure was fineThat was my first crush; I bought my first micI wrote my first verse, I was about nineI was about mine, fantasize house-buyingMet Paul, he wore some big glassesHim and Melquan took me where G Rap livedI was happy, just getting some answersI ain't even know what a record advance wasI'm seeing hoes sex in the studio bathroomWith rap dudes, thinking wow she moved meSame girl then, right now's a groupieBack then, she was like the star in the movieLarge jewelry and expensive GucciNext stop, Paid In Full posse recruits meKnew they were some millionaires, their ropes were dookieEric B man looking like touch-it-he-shoot-meusee, every time Ra didn't showI get to record demos at attempts to blowI wonder could they tell, how did they know16 years later, here I go[Chorus]I'm with Akinyele in the street, trying to get us a dealG Rap tried to get us to sign to Cold ChillBut Fly Ty didn't have the contract we wantedClark Kent just signed Das, he didn't want usRussell said I sounded like G, the nigga frontedReef and Matty C offered me a little moneyShit a little funny, feel a little laughterRebel of Hip-Hop coming through a white rapperMy boy MC Serch neverthelessTook me to Columbia, back then CBS...http://www.metrolyrics.com/surviving-the-times-lyrics-nas.html

Lalcko, the french B.I.G :Dseriously, sooner or later this guy gonna explode. he got those unique rhymes and weird lyrics "to picture my true pain, i could say even my blood bleeds". it's like wtf but that's the guy Lalcko. he got those wicked and twisted lines u'll wonder about. he definitely got style. definitely not your average rapper from France. but u gotta understand french :).Refrain:Je peux disparaître ...de la rueMais mes idées restentC'est mon côté NazarethUne image pour illustrer ma vraie peineserait de dire que même mon sang saigne.extraits en attendant les lyrics au completon est prêts au pireon raconte nos viescar chaque guerre a une histoire...Doté d'intelligence, certains de mes dons sont incontrolablesdonc sans limite, donc sans science...empoisonné de sentiments, la violence constantedeux lignes de barbelés qui serrent mes intestinsChaque mot prononcé est souffrance...

C'est pas le meilleur Kery, je trouve mais y a un truc avec le public qui fout les frissons.

[holocaust, (ms. roxy)] (bobby digital), wu-tang killa bees (it’s all about bobby, I’m floatin in your galaxy) u fallin down a endless tunnel of doom reality Graphically, my killer bee family stings the galaxy Insanity, titanium stomach, devourin guiness My flesh is solid stone despite my outer appearance Still deceases kill viruses, planets and racial creatures Made mc’s sprout tumors so bad, lost facial features Waste your peoples, left out in the rain, fountains of pain Eighty shots to the mouth and the brain, shoutin my name Holocaust, black man, lose vains, littered with thorns Back-smack you so hard, all your seeds will be formed deformed Swarm dorms, sting birds, fling verbs like mean curbs Strike 3, mics flee, I infect em with green germs, ringworm Cuz I’m filthy and guilty, dastardly, mastery My felony melody has to be a bastards masterpiece Stop graftin me, chump-ass niggaz eyein me, temp me I’ll break it simply, I’m horrifyingly empty Spittin darts on the tip of a glacier used for my hide-out Rock crush or german suplex, watch spines slide out the side route Forearm bash with twenty jabs on the ave. or your lab, get stabbed in bloody Bath While, I’m sippin herbal teas, verbal bees plant fertile seeds Bitches leave with broke backs, swollen palms and purple knees Circle thieves like vultures in deserts rest on a cactus Got oscar nominee mc’s stuck to my hatchet Drastic, indescribable pain, I injure bars While, bobby’s throwin razor cd’s like ninja stars [rza] Chick-chick-chick-chick-chick-chick-chhhhh Yo, yo, yo, dropped down a man-hole, yo, I rap ammo Blows out your candle, check, yo Dropped down a man-hole, I rap ammo Blows out your candle, have wu-tang tagged up on your tombstone by jandel Release the info, 4-4 increase ur heart tempo Scared ur ass, u jumped through a closed window To a hundred beats per a second, my mic’s secret weapon Infertiate ur style to that of led zeplin... http://www.lyricstime.com/rza-holocaust-lyrics.html

encore un clip marrant de Kanye

this ain't hip hop but still, this music video rocks. melodramatic and (yeah) "funny" even hilarious :D yup yup sexy lady, drive me crazy gimme what u gooooooot lol drive me wiiiiiilllddd