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Artist: Northstar f/ Freemurder
Album: Bobby Digital Presents Northstar
Song: We Got It

[Intro: Chirst Bearer (Meko the Pharaoh)]
You know we got that, yeah we got that
(Cars, jewelry, money, bitches
Lo-los and fours, twenty's, switches)

[Chorus: Freemurder (Christ Bearer)]
We got it, you know we got V's
You know we got ki's, you know we got G's
We got it, you know we got sons, you know we got guns
Now this is for ya dunns, cuz we got it (cuz we got it)
You know we got bitches, my niggaz hit switches
Don't wheels got inches, cuz we got it (cuz we got it)
You know we got twenty's, my niggaz got money
Now listen to me dunny (you know we got it)

[Meko the Pharaoh]
Hold up, lemme touch y'all niggaz
As the storm gets thicker and you're full off that liquor
We give it to you in a universal picture
NorthStar scripture, guaranteed to dent ya (yup)
So move ya head and ya neck to it
As the beat got ya going in circles off the purple
We got ya girl past her curfew
Sipping on the hypnotic, plus she begged me to hit the chronic
(It's like that) cuz we got it like that
Aiming with the Mac like rat-a-tat-tat
Most people in this world don't understand that
Unless they're moving in peace, killing the beast

[Christ Bearer]
Aiyo Christ Bearer never been a yes man
You know we got pressed, you know we got fans (got that)
Niggaz wonder how the Reebox' fit
You know I gots it, you know I got shit (got that)
In the mix like DJ Clue
You know I got props, you know I got you (got that)
Now laid back, twist the cap
You know I got this, you know I got that (you know)

[Chorus]

[Meko the Pharaoh]
You know we got it when it's fixed to ya soul
And ya feeling breathless (fans lose control)
Folding on dubs, rolling in dough
Makes everybody feel real professional (we got it)
So let me spread a little to my peeps
so these creeps will be quiet
Keep messing around with the NorthStars, niggaz might start a riot
(You know!) I ain't lying

[Christ Bearer]
Yo yo yo true groupies at the Killa Bee shows
You know we got Bees, you know we got those (got that)
I hit 'em with the N.S., the core
You know they got less, you know we got more (got that)
In the Billboard in the top three
Me and Doc. D., you know we got G's (got that)
The realest rapper in the Golden State
You now we got Wu, you know we got weight
{Shit, everything we want we get}

[Chorus - without "we got it" in the beginning]

 

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Artist: Naughty By Nature
Album: Poverty's Paradise
Song: Slang Bang

Intro: Vin Rock, Treach

Hup, yeah Guess who's back?
Hup, hup, Naughty By Nature's in the house Guess who's back?
settin off the 19Naughty4/ Naughty5 flavour Guess who's back?
Word up, this is how we do things Guess who's back?
Uhh

Hook: (x2)

Cos it's a slang bang thang
Slang bang, it's a slang bang thang, a slang bang thang

Verse 1: Vin Rock, Treach

Hup
Get up, get up but don't push me
cos I ain't mooshy mooshy, you can't mash me
You chocolate bastard with your smile, your face looks ashy

Sendin detrip witta free trip to blast out outer
See this, cos I'm that nigga that'll leave you ass out like G-strings

Meanin I'm fienin, your heart trips when it stay at work
So fuck fear you fear-fuck, one jerk I'll make your head hurt

The punani, they're making pairs perk, who'll dare flirt
I get kitty's from your city, just near where your mans work

I be on that ass like ol' mole, turnin your whole show slow-mo
Cos you're too good to corroso

I'm on and off so you know my shit ain't partial
Pardon me, packin arsenals, takin knees and nostrils

Our style is savagery, you try to be the badder G
You ain't even the man, you just the filling, where's the cavity?
Father be grabbin it, gravity, have the gravity grabbin
Actually after we nigga naturally have to meet

Hook (x4)

Verse 2: Treach

One check to the chin and you'll be bust quicker than liquor
Aw shit, pop her chain and lock her rock, a city slicker
Slick a rhyme, kick or vick her, knock her without a popper
I take the cake, took the chain but left the lock up
Love me or leave me, hate me or like me
Might be gettin feisty, fuck yeah I'm sheisty
Shit yeah, I fit there, *?sqwin?* your shit wear
You're a trick until you niggered me a bitch without liquid
Some thank me for puttin the hanky in panky
Slappin stanky like lightning, stickin Yankees like Benjamin Franky
Fuck buyin kitty cases and city lights
Just give my loot, get your licks and get all the high titties right
But then I'm into what you bitches is sayin
So I wasn't really feelin on her ass, I was just massagin her brain
The objects that I learned from the projects
Try Treach I bet, and get your throat choked like my necks

Hook (x2)

Verse 3: Treach, Vin Rock

My mind thinks right, ????, pick snipes, don't pluck, I'll fuck your finger
At any *?prejudice Presley?*, now I got more snipes than Wesley

Test me, touch me and lay next to the rest of the best
The rusty monks or ???? who tried to fuck me
But see this is where I BOOM and ZOOM
Just drive a line like a cartoonist on some SOON shit

Adidas couldn't read us so they freed us
Then we tried Reebok from a cheater, succeeded then got weeded
Oh Anna, rip of some grandma's, no my Grandma from Santa Ana
To Atlanta where cops ain't a-feared and niggas wear 'dannas
Now tell ya lady that I'm crazy when I'm summin
There's a party and I'm out and guess who's comin

Hook (x4)

Outro: Vin Rock, Treach

Hup, hup, yeah niggas

It's all about a slang bang
Doin this shit lyrically on wax
and gettin paid for it
Word up, we don't care where you're from
Everybody can get down with the slang bang
We doin "rhyme-bys" on record
Hahahaha, wooweeeeee........

 

[sama_po_sebe]

.........................................хехе моя любимая песенка .....
...........................................ВОДА - Расставание ........
Каждый раз когда я говорю пока
значит обещаю что не пропаду надолго
Знаю что увидимся скоро
созвонимся или встретимся обязательно
Просто пока это привычка
Просто пока это привычка прощаться быстро
Просто я тороплюсь на поезд
Не маши мне вслед рукой
Я не обернусь
просто я живу под стук колес
долгие проводы лишние слезы я в этом
убеждаюсь постоянно уезжая
не могу обниматься на вокзалах
не прощаюсь говорю пока
и не волнуйтесь за меня
Припев:
Сложно прощать а я и не прошу
Поздно прощаться поезд ушел нет повода строить иллюзии
Долгие проводы лишние слезы
2
каждый раз когда я говорюд досвидания
значит у меня есть сомнения
насчет того что я вернусь в роск может опоздаю дней на сорок
но я по прежнему верю
по ностоящему надеюсь на то что не появиться причины резкой
на то что резко поменяю планы
на то что я останусь там
до свидания значит государства иностранные меня не манят
и свидания назначенные ранние в силе обязательно остануться
даже если рейс отменят самолета
даже если все билеты проданы на поезд не переживайте
добраться будет способ
ожидания не обману клюнусь
до свидания и значит я вернусь
Припев: тот же
3
каждый раз когда я говорю прощай
начинай думать что ты будешгь делать без меня
считай что обратного билета нет
и не будет фотографии напамять
я не останусь и бессмысленно настаивать
над и все точки расставлены
каждый раз когда я говорю прощай
это окончательно и бесповоротно меня
здесь ничего не держит прочно просто
я не задаю вопросов и отвечаю неохотно
поздно выяснять отношения в зале ожидания
прощаються навсегда значит ничего нельзя исправить
значит надо все оставить так как есть значит мне не место
здесь значит причина чтоб уехать есть
я не пришлю на новый год открытки
все таки мы не враги я уезжаю и не жди
припев:тот же

Rapачина rulez!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[KoLoB]

Эпидемия
Романс о Слезе

Я видел сон - он был реален,
Услышал птицы крик - он душу рвал.
Твой облик ясен, но печален
Вслед за собою в неизвестность звал.
Я понимал, что недостоин,
Когда связала наши души нить,
Я не герой, не славный воин,
Но что мне может запретить любить?
Полечу я , словно птица,
Чтобы сердце сжечь в огне,
Я не дам слезе пролиться –
За неё заплатят мне!
В безлунную, глухую ночь твой взор
Развеет мрак, разрушит тьмы узор,
Я спрятал душу от любви,
Но как смогу остановить
Себя…?
Я брошу вызов небесам
За то, что пролилась слеза
Твоя,
За то, что пролилась слеза.
Возможно, ты уже забыла
Мой голос, цвет моих печальных глаз,
Любовь в себе похоронила,
А может не было её у нас?
А ты зовёшь мой дух покорный,
Как манит ночью корабли маяк-
Я на скале, в объятиях шторма
И я погибну, сделав этот шаг!
Полечу я , словно птица,
Чтобы сердце сжечь в огне,
Я не дам слезе пролиться –
За неё заплатят мне!
В безлунную, глухую ночь твой взор
Развеет мрак, разрушит тьмы узор,
Я спрятал душу от любви,
Но как смогу остановить
Себя…?
Я брошу вызов небесам
За то, что пролилась слеза
Твоя…
За то, что пролилась слеза.

Alatiel:
Звёзды рисуют в ночи
Имя твоё.
Сердце быстрее стучит –
Миг настаёт.
Да, мне не жить
Если ответ будет «нет»,
Только скажи,
Что не забудешь тех лет!
В безлунную, глухую ночь твой взор
Развеет мрак, разрушит тьмы узор,
Я спрятал душу от любви,
Но как смогу остановить
Себя…?
Я брошу вызов небесам
За то, что пролилась слеза
Твоя…
За то, что пролилась слеза.

 

[KoLoB]

Ария
Там высоко

Не ведьма, не колдунья
Ко мне явилась в дом.
Не в пору полнолунья,
А летним, ясным днем.
ќОбычно на рассвете,
Я прихожу во сне.
Но все не так на этот раз›
Она сказала мне.
Усталость, ненависть и боль,
Безумья темный страх.
Ты держишь целый ад земной,
Как небо на плечах.
ќЛюбой из вас безумен,
В любви иль на войне.
Но жизнь . не звук, чтоб обрывать›
Она сказала мне.
Там высоко, нет ни.ко.го--о,
Там также одиноко, как и здесь.
Там высоко, бег облаков
К погасшей много лет назад звезде.
Пока ты жив . не умирай.
На этот мир взгляни.
У многих здесь душа мертва,
Они . мертвы внутри.
Но ходят и смеются,
Не зная, что их нет.
ќНе торопи свой смертный час›
Она сказала мне.
Там высоко, нет никого,
Там также одиноко, как и здесь.
Там высоко, бег облаков
К погасшей много лет назад звезде.
Сбежать от жизни можно,
От смерти . никогда.
Сама жизнь крылья сложит,
И я вернусь сюда.
Не ведьма, не колдунья
Явилась в дом ко мне,
А летним днем, испить воды
Зашла, случайно, смерть.
Там высоко, нет никого,
Там также одиноко, как и здесь.
Там высоко, бег облаков
К погасшей много лет назад звезде

 

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Artist: The Genius
Album: Words From The Genius
Song: Who's Your Rhymin' Hero

Who's your rhymin' hero

I use lyrics versatile, beat up, on any style
Treat em like stepchilds and smile
I grab the mic then I check one two
Brother's look, yo what he's gonna do
Hmm, you know I don't get too hyped
I just fully load up the brain and cock the mic
And blast off rhymes, within a matter of time
I'm like a mirror of organized crime
For slaying an MC who think that he might be
The first brother who could come up and fight me
Start running like you're looking for P.C.
Protective... custody
Cuz I'm blowing off, just for going off
You may think I'm showing off, cuz every rhyme is flowing off
A dope beat that is so sweet to the eardrum
Gets the crowd prepared to hear some
Super, high-powered lyrics, specially chosen
The battle's a snowstorm and brothers are frozen
Thirty-two degrees below zero
Now who's your rhymin' hero (3X)

The Genius, is a rap professor
Casual dresser, you may dress fresher
But the way I speak is so poetic
Describe me on the mic, I'm energetic
Even if you roll up strapped with an uzi
Still your wack lyrics couldn't [Do Me!!]
Yo, I'm not the type of guy
Cuz my lyrics are high powered, meaning fly
I'm not barn, I'm building hard
You thought that I was weak, well let me speak
With me being frozen this MC weather come to
all linked together
See I got wreck, wrapping things in check
You got germs, worms, plus a lack of respect
I'll be teachin, you couldn't handle
A style like mine, I dismantle
Just by pickin up the mic, and start showin
I cold turn it out, and yo then
I get super serious strong and then furious
Give an MC something to make them curious
on, professors, in college
I stomp em out just with supreme knowledge
Bustin up witches, yo I give stitches
Super-suckin-fuckin-lickin-some-sexy-scali bitches
I go off, and off men often
See the December's Primateen mist coughin
Cuz I'm the God building hard never barred
Bringin crazy static to your attic
Now I'm known to flip a show
Now who's your rhyming hero (4X)

You have some MC's who get too hyped
From a ten word rhyme it took em hours to type
That's not MCing, just an MC being
weak on his words and never thinkin bout freeing
Poitive thoughts that I let come out
I'm The Genius of this, I know what it's about
Cuz on the mic I'm a leader, school I am a reader
When it comes to sex, a strong good breeder
MC's max but every one I wax
and collect the cash money without being taxed
Now that I have your attention, I'd like to mention
Don't battle me at any rap convention
If so I'll show all who wants to know
To detemine who's an amateur and who is a pro
Don't mean to get ill, cuz I know how you feel
You lack words like mines, talent and skill
Now I'm known to flip a show
Now who's your rhyming hero (4X)

 

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Artist: The Genius
Album: Words From The Genius
Song: Living Foul

Such a shame, such a shame
Critical...

You're living foul, things are getting wild
It's difficult to raise a child
Cause growin up in a lost environment
Every day becomes a new experiment
Now we are faced with problems
But if we come together we can solve them
Before we start to solving, here's a sample
Who's coming foward to set the example
Inflation, starvation
Surviving takes a strong nation
Those who like to bring about static
Be aware of the true Asiatic
What you see was predicted before
We were already warned of this bloody drug war
Wherever you sell it wherever you go
Ya still being clocked by the cops, ya know
You're paid by the hours, they see time flies
While your brain's being showered by a bunch of lies
You say I'm no slave where's the lock and chain
Hmmm, on your ignorant brain
Skip to ya loo with your High Pro Glow
Ya not stim off life, ya stimulated off blow
Or the new improved, ask beaming Jack
Criza, criza, crack

Chorus: You're living foul, living foul

My people you were forced then brought
Stripped from your jewels brainwashed and then taught
To hate, deceive and dislike each other
Separating themselves, you're not my brother
Sit up at home for a mystery
Face-valuing things that you can't see
Can't taste can't smell, hear or feel
But senses prove everything is real
I'm here to present a positive way
If strong you'll accord if weak you'll stray
Drug users are stuck in the mud
Another 20th century modern day chud
These cannibal humanoid undernourished dwellers
Just took your check to the heroin cellar
Dope addicts, that walk and roam
Might have Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome
AIDS, doesn't come from me
Cause I've studied and learned my history
It had to be something evil to bring that about
This is showing and proving beyond a shadow of a doubt

Chorus: You're living foul, living foul

When you wake up, to a brand new day
And you think about your salary or your pay
You think of negative things, should I get involved
Caught in crime, serving time, that's problems to solve
So you think about it, say that you must quit
Smoke a blunt, then you do the same old shhhh
And while ya high you don't truly know why
You spent your cash so that you can buy
Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)
A fifty cent Philly so the herb can be
Rolled up modern style to what we call a blunt
Know the facts is true don't try to front
Or stray away from the positive message in the song
That's only showing and proving you're not strong
And the strong is what we need today
Why? They go the opposite way

Chorus: Of living foul, you're living foul

The words right now flowing off my tongue
Is for the old, the young, the one's that's strong
Those who are worshippers of diamonds and gold
You should not be bought and you should not be sold
Those who always want but does not need
is slightly controlled by the hands of greed
If you rob, steal, backstab and abduct
Sooner or later you will self-destruct

Chorus: You're living foul

 

[^^^_Zuzuka_^^^]

Wu TANG FOREVER

Artist: The Genius
Album: Words From The Genius
Song: True Fresh MC

CHORUS:
I rock the mic at any party
And in the place to be
I'm a true, true fresh MC
I'm a true fresh MC

I work real hard to achieve my goal
From building and bringing out my true inner soul
Which was once on a downfall and then uplifted
So why live life foul when you're talented and gifted
I've changed, rearranged my total direction
Searchin' for happiness, seeking for perfection
Living the true life, a real story
To make you realize the truth, not scream Glory
Glory, hallelujah, not here to fool ya
But to replenish your souls as I school ya
With a greeting of Purified Education
Always Correcting Errors which stops the temptation
Of you doing wrong singing the same sad song
Renewing bad histories for how long
A Long long time ago
Going fo rmind made The Genius a pro
And as you see who I be
I be The Genius and thus a true M.C.

CHORUS

Brothers need to study some lessons

They are the blessings to keep you from guessing
the questions that is asked by the seeker
Put on the beat and let me born it through the speaker
Peace, a lot of MC's like to say it
And some that advocate it they just spray it
Out and scream and shout, beyond the shadow of a doubt
They don't know what it's about
Just to keep you informed with the significance
How can I prove this through true evidence
Some make me laugh, think they droppin' math
Show and proven is a difficult path
Within teh five percent, I am the live percent
Those who perpetrate are the jive percent
I be the universal, the Biochemical
Arm, Leg, Leg, Arm, Head is the physical
That keeps rhymin' until it's unbearable
No individual is comparable
You have aproblem inform the technician
But he's not dealing with those of superstition
Those who like dealing with it superstitiously
Cross your fingers when you steppin' to me
I don't nee beefs and problems, riffs and static
Debates and arguments that snot dramatic
I need action, it speaks louder than a word
Especially when the word is loud and unheard
Word is what? My word is bond, your word is bull
Now it's your card I'm gonna pull

 

[KiLLobaIt]

еретик
В тёмных сумерках ночи
В страшной каменной темници
Пыткам предоны тела
Души чистит инквизитор

припев :

Ты непридался униженью
Ты не признал своей вины
Ты предон родине своей
А не ужасным убежденьям

Ты назван церковью нечистым
Народ презнал тебя еретиком
Сожён ты будеш на росвете
И обретёш покой

припев:

Ты непридался униженью
Ты не признал своей вины
Ты предон родине своей
А не ужасным убежденьям

Растало время приговора
Пришёл твой жизненный конец
И распращавшись с этим мирои
Ты у литаеш на тот свет

припев:

Ты непридался униженью
Ты не признал своей вины
Ты предон родине своей
А не ужасным убежденьям

я придумал и она мне нравится

 

[BitterSweet]

ТАРТАК & Катя Chilly

Знаю только припев, поэтому, кто знает больше - пишите! )))

Понад хмарами
зорі парами
розсипаються,
розсипаються.
Понад розами
верби з лозами
колихаються,
колихаються.
Місяць світеться,
світло сипеться
діамантами,
діамантами.
Вітер дується,
хлопці журяться
за дівчатами,
за дівчатами.