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I remember pissing myself the first time I saw this... like I first got Napster and the internet a few months before this.
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No thread involving Dizzee is complete without this.
[ame]http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=kZGvnI37mxk[/ame]
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azal
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that's a banger. Like I said that whole album is nuts.
when the main beat kicks in on "Stop Dat" and he starts rapping I just want to punch someone in the face.
when the main beat kicks in on "Stop Dat" and he starts rapping I just want to punch someone in the face.
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Viking Bastard
*rolls eyes*
So you dismiss an entire genre without giving it any time to grow on you or exploring it with an open mind, then state the exception as one of the worst it has to offer.
Awesome. You go Steve. No yuo.
So you dismiss an entire genre without giving it any time to grow on you or exploring it with an open mind, then state the exception as one of the worst it has to offer.
Awesome. You go Steve. No yuo.
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Viking Bastard
Someone has to like a song by black people about how fucked up their race is.
Another Z-Ro if only for Azal to improve his opinion on him. It isn't one of his emotional songs, just kind of heavy by his standards with some great verses.
And one last Z-Ro to back him as a singer, and good beat-maker.
And a Paul Wall for cool synth.
K, I'm done posting songs in the thread for awhile unless the other two do.
Another Z-Ro if only for Azal to improve his opinion on him. It isn't one of his emotional songs, just kind of heavy by his standards with some great verses.
And one last Z-Ro to back him as a singer, and good beat-maker.
And a Paul Wall for cool synth.
K, I'm done posting songs in the thread for awhile unless the other two do.
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I missed this. The best I've heard from him is Rosa Parks, this song, one or two from Stankonia. If you could link to his best two that'd be sooo great
azal
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andre's best two verses ever is an impossible thing for me 
Here's his best two verses of the last year.
So I'm watchin' her fine ass
Walk to my bedroom, and thought to myself
That's the shape of things to come
She said, Why you in the club, you don't make it precipitate?
You know, make it rain when you can make it thunderstorm
I'm like, Why?
The world needs sun
The hood needs funds
There's a war going on and half the battle is guns
How dare I throw it on the floor
When people are poor
So I write like Edgar Allen to restore, got a cord-
Umbilical attached to a place that can't afford
No landscaping, Or window draping
This old lady told me,
If I ain't got nothin' good, say nathing
That's why I don't talk much
I swear it don't cost much, to pay attention to me
I tell like it is, and I tell it how it could be
The hood be
Requesting my services, Oh don't get nervous it's
Step yo game up time, These ain't them same old rhymes
Designed to have you dancin' in some club
Niggas write to me
Woman be up in they tub
Exfoliating with they pom poms
Yellin' GO 3000!
I'm in my whatever bumpin' NWA
A 100 miles and
Runnin' Runnin' Runnin' Runnin'
Summon
Woman
Come in
Sit down, heard you need some plumbing
Done and
I'm in
A swell mood
A rather swoll mood
Until she told me that she told dude
That she'll be back, she's going to the store
I didn't know she had a boyfriend, so the door
I pointed her to
I said, Call me when ya'll break up
I don't fuck nobody bitch
And never on the Jacob, know what time it is
Nigga just tryin' to live
Like a Nigga supposed to live
If I still drink that malt liquor
I pour the beer
On the ground for niggas not around
I started off starvin'
Now they got me out here Brett Farve'n
Trynna see if I still got it... (got it...)
I guess it's like a bike think about it...
Styles will change
They say change is dang-erous
As a king standing on the terrace
While his partner pointing up at the rifleman
Cowards shooter, never know when your life will end
Then... live like there ain't no 'morrow
And if one come then this the motto
Now I put message in bottle
You go to the nearest beach and open your car door
And you walk to the place where the sea meets the land
Yeah it's easier to run the street than walk in the sand
Hey I'm talking young man
As if chalk in my hand
I will take yo' little ass to school
It's cool
When the kids call me sonny, the hood calls me stacks
The bees call me honey, Hollywood calls me back
Crack and I have a lot in common
We both come up in the 80s and we keep that bass (base) pumpin'
Now that's a nega-tive comparison
Embarassin'
Unfortunate that if you come up fortunate
The street considers you lame
I thought the name of the game
Was to have a better life
I guess it ain't what a shame
I don't slang, never slung
But I'm one with the slum
That has a name well fitting
Plenty cheese getting
No wonder why they called it the trap
So watch your tail
And I'm not kidding
The rats and mice would give advice
They say that you can paint and draw
Get out of here
Go show them that we're more than slangin' raw
That's when I broke into my big Rube impression
And I tried to enlighten but that night a learned a lesson
That the morals that you think you got go out the window
When all the other kids are fresh and they got new Nintendo
Wiis
And yo' child is down on her knees
Praying hard up to God for a Whopper with cheese
Do you b) Hit the street hard with a flare
Or do you a) Go for school for heating and air
Dare making an honest living
But make a crooked killing
Or do a bit of both until your holding on a million
Brilliant
You got one foot in and one foot out
You put yo' left foot back in and then you shake it all about
You do the Hokey Pokey 'til you turn your life around
That's what it's all about
3000 out
off course, big boi murders both tracks too, flows for days. outkast is obviously my favorite group ever.
let me know if you want mp3 for any of this shit.
Here's his best two verses of the last year.
So I'm watchin' her fine ass
Walk to my bedroom, and thought to myself
That's the shape of things to come
She said, Why you in the club, you don't make it precipitate?
You know, make it rain when you can make it thunderstorm
I'm like, Why?
The world needs sun
The hood needs funds
There's a war going on and half the battle is guns
How dare I throw it on the floor
When people are poor
So I write like Edgar Allen to restore, got a cord-
Umbilical attached to a place that can't afford
No landscaping, Or window draping
This old lady told me,
If I ain't got nothin' good, say nathing
That's why I don't talk much
I swear it don't cost much, to pay attention to me
I tell like it is, and I tell it how it could be
The hood be
Requesting my services, Oh don't get nervous it's
Step yo game up time, These ain't them same old rhymes
Designed to have you dancin' in some club
Niggas write to me
Woman be up in they tub
Exfoliating with they pom poms
Yellin' GO 3000!
I'm in my whatever bumpin' NWA
A 100 miles and
Runnin' Runnin' Runnin' Runnin'
Summon
Woman
Come in
Sit down, heard you need some plumbing
Done and
I'm in
A swell mood
A rather swoll mood
Until she told me that she told dude
That she'll be back, she's going to the store
I didn't know she had a boyfriend, so the door
I pointed her to
I said, Call me when ya'll break up
I don't fuck nobody bitch
And never on the Jacob, know what time it is
Nigga just tryin' to live
Like a Nigga supposed to live
If I still drink that malt liquor
I pour the beer
On the ground for niggas not around
I started off starvin'
Now they got me out here Brett Farve'n
Trynna see if I still got it... (got it...)
I guess it's like a bike think about it...
Styles will change
They say change is dang-erous
As a king standing on the terrace
While his partner pointing up at the rifleman
Cowards shooter, never know when your life will end
Then... live like there ain't no 'morrow
And if one come then this the motto
Now I put message in bottle
You go to the nearest beach and open your car door
And you walk to the place where the sea meets the land
Yeah it's easier to run the street than walk in the sand
Hey I'm talking young man
As if chalk in my hand
I will take yo' little ass to school
It's cool
When the kids call me sonny, the hood calls me stacks
The bees call me honey, Hollywood calls me back
Crack and I have a lot in common
We both come up in the 80s and we keep that bass (base) pumpin'
Now that's a nega-tive comparison
Embarassin'
Unfortunate that if you come up fortunate
The street considers you lame
I thought the name of the game
Was to have a better life
I guess it ain't what a shame
I don't slang, never slung
But I'm one with the slum
That has a name well fitting
Plenty cheese getting
No wonder why they called it the trap
So watch your tail
And I'm not kidding
The rats and mice would give advice
They say that you can paint and draw
Get out of here
Go show them that we're more than slangin' raw
That's when I broke into my big Rube impression
And I tried to enlighten but that night a learned a lesson
That the morals that you think you got go out the window
When all the other kids are fresh and they got new Nintendo
Wiis
And yo' child is down on her knees
Praying hard up to God for a Whopper with cheese
Do you b) Hit the street hard with a flare
Or do you a) Go for school for heating and air
Dare making an honest living
But make a crooked killing
Or do a bit of both until your holding on a million
Brilliant
You got one foot in and one foot out
You put yo' left foot back in and then you shake it all about
You do the Hokey Pokey 'til you turn your life around
That's what it's all about
3000 out
off course, big boi murders both tracks too, flows for days. outkast is obviously my favorite group ever.
let me know if you want mp3 for any of this shit.
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Liverslapper
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I've heard the first one, it's awesome I like the second too. Thank you sir.
I think Aesop Rock has grown on me enough to replace E-LS as what I like more.
I think Aesop Rock has grown on me enough to replace E-LS as what I like more.
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azal
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Viking Bastard
Man that was different. My only problem with Trae is these days ALL this verses sound the same with the same voice, meanwhile cousin Z-Ro can rap diversely, sing, and do it all. Thanks though mang!
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Viking Bastard
azal
love is the answer
I enjoyed a lot of early paul wall stuff I heard and the stuff he did with cham is probably considered classic in your area.
He seems like he's gotten pretty lazy.
I also loved his guest spot on Kanye's "Drive Slow," it was cool to hear him over Kanye production.
He seems like he's gotten pretty lazy.
I also loved his guest spot on Kanye's "Drive Slow," it was cool to hear him over Kanye production.
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Viking Bastard
I wouldn't know, I hate Cham. Of all the Houston rappers in S.U.C and Swisha House this brain dead idiot has one of the 15 give or take five highest rated or selling singles in history with Elton John at number one?
The best I've heard from him was that stupid Riding Dirty thing.
