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Location: Mountains
Posts: 4689

Tupac:

I hear Brenda's got a baby
Well, Brenda's barely got a brain
A damn shame
Tha girl can hardly spell her name
(That's not her problem, that's up ta Brenda's family)
Well let me show ya how it affects tha whole community
Now Brenda never really knew her moms and her dad was a junky
Went in debt to his arms, it's sad
Cause I bet Brenda doesn't even know
Just cause your in tha ghetto doesn't mean ya can't grow
But oh, that's a thought, my own revelation
Do whatever it takes ta resist tha temptation
Brenda got herself a boyfriend
Her boyfriend was her cousin, now lets watch tha joy end
She tried to hide her pregnancy, from her family
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Went out and had a church of kids
As long as when tha check came they got first dibs
Now Brendas belly is gettin bigger
But no one seems ta notice any change in her figure
She's 12 years old and she's having a baby
In love with tha molester, whos sexed and crazy
And yet she thinks that he'll be with her forever
And dreams of a world with tha two of them are together, whatever
He left her and she had tha baby solo, she had it on tha bathroom floor
And didn't know so, she didn't know, what ta throw away and what ta keep
She wrapped tha baby up and threw him in tha trash heep
I guess she thought she'd get away
Wouldn't hear tha cries
She didn't realize
How much tha tha little baby had her eyes
Now tha babys in tha trash heep balling
Momma can't help her, but it hurts ta hear her calling
Brenda wants ta run away
Momma say, you makin' me lose pay, tha social workers here everyday
Now Brenda's gotta make her own way
Can't go to her family, they won't let her stay
No money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job
She tried ta sell crack, but end up getting robbed
So now what's next, there ain't nothin left ta sell
So she sees sex as a way of leavin hell
It's payin tha rent, so she really can't complain
Prostitute, fair slang, and Brenda's her name, she's got a baby.

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Location: Mountains
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GZA:

Life is a test many quest the universe
And through my research, I felt the joy and the hurt
The first shall be last and the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Knowledge this wisdom, this goes back when I was twelve
I loved doing right but I was trapped in hell
Had mad ideas, sad eyes and tears
Years of fears, but yo my foes couldn't bear
I searched for the truth since my youth
And went to church since birth, but it wasn't worth the loot
that I was paying, plus the praying
I didn't like staying cuz of busy-bodies and dizzy hotties
That the preacher had souped up with lies
Had me cooped up lookin at loot, butt, and thighs
Durin the service, he swallowed up the poor
And after they heard this, they wallowed on the floor
But I ignored, and explored my history that was untold
And watched mysteries unfold
And dropped a jewel like Solomon, but never followed men
cause if you do your brain is more hollow than
Space oblivia, or the abyss
With no trace of trivia, left with the hiss
Does it pay to be deaf, dumb and blind?
From a slave we was kept from the mind
And from the caves he crept from behind
And what he gave, was the sect of the swine
When the bible, it condemned the pig
I don't mean to pull your hems or flip your qigs
But we used to wear a turban, but now we're in the urban
No more wearing beanies and dress like a genie
No hocus pocus cause I focus on the facts
And put it on the tracks and brought it through the wax
I speak on Jacob, it might take up some time
And too much knowledge, it might break up the rhyme
I did it anyway just to wake up the mind
of those who kiss stones or prays on the carpet
Those who sit home, or sell books by the market
Need to chill and get their mind revived
For years religion did nothing but divide
The basic instructions before leaving earth

I strolled through the books of Job to unfold
And open bibles, instead of hoping on revivals
Calling on His name and screaming hallelujah
when he hardly knew ya, that's how the devil's fooled ya
See look into my eyes brethren, that's the lies of a Reverand
Why should you die to go to heaven?
The Earth is already in space, the bible I embrace
A difficult task I had to take
I studied till my eyes was swollen, and only arose when
I found out that we were the chosen
I deal with the truth, and build with the youth
And teach my son as he kneels on the stoop
Son, life is a pool of sin, corrupted with foolish men
and women with wicked minds, who wield picket signs
to legalize abortion, the evil eye distortion
I quiz Son with my wisdom
Before I converted, I was perverted, and knowledge was asserted
The study of wisdom, I perferred it
The understanding, it gave me mental freedom
I even learnt Caucasians were really the Tribe of Edam
The white image, of Christ, is really Ceasar Borgia
the second son of Pope Alexander
The Sixth of Rome, and once the picture was shown
That's how the devils tricked my dome
I prophesized to save a man, but no one gave a damn
for my nation - the seed of Abraham
Blessed with the tongue of Hebrew
Now we're strung on needles, and some are plungin evils
So study and be wise in these days of darkness
Peace to my nephew Marcus

The basic instructions before leaving earth

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Location: baton rouge, la
Posts: 4101

A Tribe Called Quest:

My mother went away for a month-long trip
Her and some friends on an ocean-liner ship
She made a big mistake by leaving me home
I had to roam so I picked up the phone
Dialed Ali up to see what was going down
Told him I pick him up so we could drive around
Took the Dodge Dart, a '74
My mother left a yard but I needed one more
Shaheed had me covered with a hundred greenbacks
So we left Brooklyn and we made big tracks
drove down the Belt, got on the Conduit
Came to a toll, we paid and went through it
Had no destination, we was on a quest
Ali laid in the back so he could get rest
Drove down the road for two-days-and-a-half
The sun had just risen on a dusty path
Just then a figure had caught my eye
A man with a sombrero who was four feet high
I pulled over to ask were we was at
His index finger he tipped up his hat
"El Segundo," he said, "my name is Pedro
If you need directions, I'll tell you pronto"
Needed civilization, some sort of reservation
He said a mile south, there's a fast food station
Thanks, senor, as I start up the motor
Ali said, "Damn, Tip, why you drive so far for?"

(Well describe to me what the wallet looks like)

Anyway a gas station we passed
We got gas and went on to get grub
It was a nice little pub in the middle of nowhere
Anywhere would have been better
I ordered enchiladas and I ate 'em
Ali had the fruit punch
When we finished we thought for ways to get back
I had a hunch
Ali said, "Pay for lunch"
So I did it
Pulled out the wallet and I saw this wicked beautiful lady
She was a waitress there
Put the wallet down and stared and stared
To put me back into reality, here's Shaheed:
"Yo, Tip, man, you got what you need?"
I checked for keys and started to step
What do you know, my wallet I forget

Yo, it was a brown wallet, it had props numbers
Had my jimmy hats I got to get it man

Lord, have mercy
The heat got hotter, Ali stars to curse me
I fell bad but he makes me feel badder
Chit-chit-chatter, car stars to scatter
Breaking on out, we was Northeast bound
Jettin' on down at the seepd of sound
Three days coming and three more going
We get back and there was no slack
490 Madison, we're here, Sha
He said, "All right, Tip, see you tomorrow"
Thinking about the past week, the last week
Hands go in my pocket, I can't speak
Hopped in the car and torpe'ed to the shack
Of Shaheed, "We gotta go back" when he said
"Why?" I said, "We gotta go
'Cause I left my wallet in El Segundo"

Yeah, I left my wallet in El Segundo
Left my wallet in El Segundo



mc frontalot:

you got mc confusion? I'm frontalot
If I were MC Frontalittle I'd be telling you only ever what I'm not
but I am the most frontingest
carving off the obfuscation, little something just
to confuse you with, and like a villain
I got conundrums, your empty head they gonna fill in
still in effect, the mock you made?
my dexterity ain't 20 when the skills are displayed
s'allright I took it for a compliment
shows you know nerdcore's extent

Which MC was that? I can't recollect
Heard him on the internet, it was mc front-a-something
but I didn't hit save
which mc was that? I couldn't say.

Was it MC Chicken-in-the-Hat? I remember him
he was a fat dude, wait was he thin?
now I know I seen his video up on the box
with the dirty-ass beak, calling roosters cocks
got a feather like a pimp swaying up on the side
MC Chicken-in-the-Hat got pride.
But I can't recall if it was him or not.
(pssst It was mc frontalot)
Was it MC Razzle-Dazzle? Was it MC Plain?
Was it MC Indamirra akamc Vain?
Was it MC Pain-in-my-ears-just-to-listen?
(if it was him I wouldn't miss him)
Was it MC Elephant, that would be relevant
'cause of how my memory got crooked now it's hella bent
lemme think, I'ma figure out
[What MC are they talking about?]

Maybe it was MC Matter-of-Fact
Got the authenteezy easy riding his act
Always speaking the truth, never fronts one bit
he and DJ So-Sincere don't quit
but I think for some reason that it wasn't him
wait was it was mc out-on-a-limb?
with the very risky rapping, don't know what'll happen
to the time, a verbal contortionist
squeezing tongue portions, sublime
on the mic 'cept for when the bough's breaking
picked him out the line-up, mistaked him
Yo, it was definitely MC Wrong
rocking jam after jam of inaccurate songs
then again it coulda been MC Insight
striking suckers stone blind with the lyrical light
must confess, I'm hard pressed to be certain
was it MC Hides-Behind-the-Curtain
calling "pay no attention to man on the mic"
must be a wizard when he rhymes so tight
you're having difficulty dredging out your brain: the fact
of which mc was that?

step up poindexter, act smarter than you are
about to pull the MC Name out the jar
and whoever guessed closest wins a nine-sided die
and a gift certificate to fry's
yo the moniker is MC Frontalot
I got a +1 bag of nerdcore hiphop
and my mail list busted a hundred so I'm famous
it's unbelievable nobody know what my name is


frontalot:

the beam bridge, seeming to be the ridge spanner
all manner of planks gets employed under the banner
of progress, 85 yards the max
nobody plummets to the bottom of ravines intact

and so the truss bridge must be seen as an improvement,
cantelever even receiving the translucent
inducement to get wrecked (high-tech)
and watch the Firth of Forth fall in the drink, one should expect

and so you step with the arch bridge, point to every zenith
say that gravity's smart, you settle stones just like a genius
but I seen this tumble like crumbs from cookie's lips
the aquaducts no longer seem to irrigate worth spit

the suspension bridge could go like seven thousand feet
but it's seven plus one from here to where I wanna be
so I free up the styrofoam peanuts that i been packing
if I'm lacking in boats it's cause I'm fearful of the kraken
now I'm stacking little floaters and I'm banding them together,
I could travel in this manner over water to wherever
if the bonds hold tight let's take a hike to honolu
then you'll be whistling the praises of the float-bridge too


i don't really know what the point of this thread is. these are just some of my favorites. the last one, Floating Bridge, was actually written after he watched a pbs special on, surprisingly enough, which is the best sort of bridge. w3rd.

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also, Blackalicious:

It was a Thursday I stepped to the club, there she was
Draped in a burgundy dress, silhouetted superbly
Curved indeed, she started staring in my direction
Luring and urging seductively, body language instructing me
I offered her a drink instead she took a cup of tea
And then I lied about my luxury lifestyle
I said "So who you be? You looking kind of tight, gal
I would love to see you in a nightgown"
She said "They call me the Dragon Queen and I come from Tibet
I'm calm in the face of pressure and you'll never see me sweat
I've come to your country in search of a lost Scroll
That contains directions to a hidden village comprised of gold"
I looked at her confused and said "But why have you told me this?"
She said the description that I fit
Was that of the Chosen One who'd go beyond
Then slipped a concoction in my drink
Immediately set my consciousness adrift…

Now I'm in that zone dwelling, I woke in a warehouse tied to a chair
With an abundance of flair surrounding me in a circular angle
Glared up at the Dragon Queen's lair, wasn't imagining a thing
Her steps on the stairs had a magic Gleam, glowed brightly
To prepare me for my journey a Sword was hovering towards me
Plus garlic from the Keepers of the Gate who bore all the secrets and take
Care of trespassers, but at last it's prophesied that I would gain
Access to a cultural dynasty buried and seize and capture the Scroll
Massive helicopters patrolled the rooftops, strapped in
Began travelling into the darkness, knew not of what awaited
Thought of a way to get out of it, just then the bottom gave way
I began falling and gave it ten seconds, pulled the cord on my parachute
Landed surrounded by a herd of wild barracudas, lions
The sounds of the wild kingdom piercing like a siren
Was I entering near the mere mortal life span's end?
Defiantly I stood boldly as they began closing in
And time seemed to be moving rapidly just then…

Just then I pulled the Sword and somehow
It affected all the creatures as they stepped back and bowed
And the same Glow that I seen in the Sword I seen in the eyes of the Lion
Who began leading me in a specific direction as if trying to tell me something
Just over the horizon, the same creatures who had been described
Appeared in statue form but their eyes scoped
And as I approached the gate they began to break open and cried
"AFTER YEARS WE HAVE FINALLY BEEN AWAKENED!"
The assault was on, I got knocked to the ground by one
Shocked in an unorthodox form boxing
Throwing an abnormal proportion of body blows, karate chops
And drop kicks, plunged struggling deeper into the swamp
Then I grabbed my Sword, the garlic put it around my neck
Saw that it was draining all of their energy and then with a swing
Off with their heads!
The gates slowly and mysteriously opened
So curiously I moseyed in with intensity focusing on my objective
Spider webs the size of king-size beds
Fell into a secret passage not knowing to where it lead
Just then the same Light beamed brightly and in the distance
At that instance, lo and behold, the hidden Scroll!
And just as I thought my mission was over
I could feel the Dragon Queen breathing heavily over my shoulder

As she began to transform and metamorphosise
She took on an assortment of legs, arms, heads and eyes
And sprouted two horns and began to breathe fire
So once again I grabbed my trusty Sword but to my astonishment
She burned it to a crisp turned and grasped the Scroll
And exited much faster than secreted gas, I'm gasping
Clasp full of flames cast in my direction
I saw my whole life flash and the possibility of death
And a casket passed into the ground, pound for pound, astounding
How could I survive and last another round inside this madness?

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Location: toronto
Posts: 1612

Sage Francis:

I played connect the dots with your beauty marks
And I ended up with picture perfect sheet music
I read your musical notes with a composer's eyes
And heard out song for the first time
My spine is still tingling, mental images of your fine tune
is what I've been nodding my head to lately
Every now and then you can catch me humming
your nudity under my heavy breath
I heavily suggest you resurrect
your ancient neglected dust collector
If you distrust the distance in my seldom plucked heart strings
Sit stripped before your full length
Perform your reflection backwards
Maybe then you will understand the rhythm in my movement

Listen when the news is sent
Extend when the rules are bent
I'll be waiting to take your leave
Make me a victim of your two step
Make me an apprentice of your body parts
Teach me to dance to your beauty marks
I'm stepping on toes here and I don't care
It's hopeless, it's hopeless
It's hopelessness holding this openess to blow a kiss
So close your lips but don't get pissed
and throw a fist at this vocalist
I'm not emotionless, in fact I broke my wrist
when I wrote the list of all those I miss
This is my poker face, Mister Feel Nothing

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Atmosphere:

Smile, smile with me, smile with me, smile with me, please won't you...
oh look at her she's looking as good as dinner
and she's looking back at me as if maybe I'm a winner
I'm in my late twenties little girl don't flirt with me
I've got the capapbilities to program your circutry
You don't have to believe me do yourself a little justice
don't let slug undercook your muffins
wait wait wait did I just say that I did must be losing it
because it almost felt like it might just have some truth in it
now back to the platter at hand she said she's twenty-one
and quit school to go work for the man
a switch up in the plan now she's happy as a chorus
cause now she makes rent and now she drives a Taurus
unwinding hanging out at the bar,
I wonder if she knows that I'm not really a star
she seems to be impressed by lack of an ego and my self-aware style,
I like the way that she smiles
she want to know how I find the words
I do I don't really know but I can lie if you want me to
angels sing to me in my sleep,
I sold my damaged soul for the magic of speech
and now she's laughing she likes the sarcasm
so naturally I'm asking if she 's got a captain
she says a captain what?
You mean a man at home the answer is no I came to this bar alone
well heavens to betty enough about boyfriends already
just trying to keep the conversation petty
beacuse as much as I would like to play in the forest
ain't no way this girl is going to break into my fortress
I've never made a practice of introducing the matress
to women that I meet at my own gig
I don't know can't imagine anything as alchohol and hormones
turning out to be anything big
but babys hella beautiful and even kind of bright
I got the fire of a vampire inside me tonight
might be alright eveything seems tight
I've got a good buzz and she's giving me the green light
so tell me girl what ya doing after
she says hopefully hanging out with my new favorite rapper
now wait a minute that's not fair your throwing boulders
I can tell by the way your hair touches your shoulders
be straight with me and I'll be me with you
I can think of some of us that we should do so if you think
I'm coming home with you tonight you're probably right
you're probably right a few more beers a couple more laughs
undressing my past with the questions she asks
yes, I love cactus and I would love to take a bath
if I spent the night would you massage my back
she's closing in for the embrace
and slightly tucks her hand under my face
her hair smells so good I got to have a taste
where's your ford let's ditch this place
and in the parking lot she sparked it off
she must be starving for someone to hit the harp
I've never been kissed with such passionate bliss
porn star damn near tore my lips apart
honey slow it up hold it up start the car
let's leave this garage le'ts go to your apartment
lyndale ave. on the way to the her rest
her drunk ass turn to look at me and she says
you're so beautiful from the hair to the soles
I know, can't belive that I never met you before
feels like I've been waiting for you me whole life
she missed the red light we hit a pick-up truck and we both DIED.

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Registered: Jul 2000
Location: Minneapolis, MN
Posts: 10178

why are you giving me rap lyrics?

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Registered: Aug 2000
Location:
Posts: 1725

hahaha

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Registered: Jan 2001
Location: library
Posts: 19562

Dingle is swift on the uptake.

-m

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Registered: Mar 2002
Location: Mountains
Posts: 4689

I think it was part of my dance of seduction. Did it work? Are you hot?

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Registered: Jul 2000
Location: A New England
Posts: 9166

I got ass piss.

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