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i guarantee ... a lot of this "wayne cant stay on subject" talk would cease if yall would have actually listened to his *%@% pre carter ...
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^Your body of work argument FAILed btw.
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I mean, I totally rocked with him circa Squad V & VI days. I just get mad when "Ms Officer" comes on the radio a million times a day.
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why? ... just because your sorry drawn out poor excuse for a rapper self thinks stillmatic is god's gift to the earth, doesnt mean everyone does ...illmatic and a few songs from each of his other albums were good ... put that up against ALL of waynes @!*% and its not coming close ... im sorry but just cuzsomeone thinks they can rap about thought provoking @!*% does not make them tight ... how you tyna kick knowledge when most of your @!*% is garbage ...
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understandable ... i never knew how much wayne was played on the radio until i forgot my ipod yesterday LOL ...
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Marleyyyy? i hate to beat a dead horse but you really gone say that tha mobb is better than project windows. Please read these extensively and let me knowcause im prayin 4 you folks.
Cash Money Young Money mother**** the other side
They can *$@@ with us if they want I bring 'em homicide
Word to my momma I'm gonna continue bombing
'Til they getting out the game it's like coming out of a coma
I'm trying... but I'm normal when this rap %+!* gets boring
All I ask is that you pray for me (please)
And the beat keep crying and I'm gonna keep beating her
Fee I'm !%!%!$# her I'm deep in her sleep in her
And what happens when the reaper come (huh?)
I'm just hoping that he sends that elevator up
I made enough I ain't make %+!*
So while I'm here I'm gonna take that and take this (*!%%+!)
Breakfast yes let's eat, wipe you mouth when you finished
Then hunt for the lunch and dinner no beginner
To the criminal activity *$@@ with them they rushing in
Like Seminoles Indians no bow and arrows Harold
Just leaners Cheena just choppers Robert
Carter II tell me how is you gonna stop a riot
I lock and seal it up the best I could feel it (yeah!)
I'm in the lead I can pop a wheelie (got 'em!)
Not for rookies late bloomers stay in the womb (GO!)
I'm here @@#$##+!%*+@ make room... BOOM!
Young Tune the big kahuna
It's my ocean baby you all %!%!#* is tuna
Better now than sooner junior
Fly around you city try tryna take a number two on you
I ain't going nowhere special I won't never leave
%+!* I'm already a legend if I ever leave
Game get rid of me? Not little me
Man I got 'em I'm gonna get 'em B (I got 'em B)
I'm hungry like I didn't eat
I want it like I didn't see a mill before seventeen
What the *$@@ you %!%!#* telling me?
You pups can't keep up with the Pedigree
Catch me where the weather be somewhere in the seventies
Call myself settling palm trees Promethezine but what's new?
Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop
Get +@!*#* so many times 'til it's *$@@ you (*$@@ 'em!)
So how you wanna do it baby we can get it
All you gotta do is say it and I'm with it
Money and murder you my *!%%+ my jelly preserver
I'm gonna ride baby 'til the judge give me a verdict yeah
Hear me or heard me I get it and serve it
'cause everytime I did it I hit it and hurt it yeah
Now I kill it the mission accomplished
The %!%!#* abolished the %*!!@#@ astonished
Then they pay homage when did they find it but
Now that they know it's a must I remind 'em so
They don't forget it I underline it and
I'm in the sky when the thunder's crying young'n
I been through all that I done done what you saying
I put it down when the other was playing
When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders
Stole food from the bears and bought it back to the lions
Quote unquote with the eighth I'm a gorilla but lighter
With the eye of a tiger the heart of a fighter yeah
Start 'em, ignite 'em I walk through fire
Watch the flames start multiplying whoo! Yeah
Alter a *!%%+ nina talk to a *!%%+
Take a chunk ouch body like a shark bit a *!%%+
I'm awkward like Cartwright *$@@ with a *!%%+
Shot ugly but my arch right come on dog bark bite
Fork in the road I'm always going right
Nowadays knowing life ain't no more road lights
We can't see but we're gonna make it to the finish line
It's right there the goal line right behind the scrimmage line
Touchdown check the scoreboard gimme mines
Semi 9 fit me fine hit a *!%%+ twenty times
Damn then one more to the face (BOW!) just
So they close the casket like I pay to close the case
I made straight mafia %+!* front line
Top rank ready to die for my %+!* and the obvious %+!*
If I talk about my robbery they probably get rich
So *$@@ 'em I'm gonna let 'em sit
And I ain't ducking 'cause I'm right here I'm just enough
I don't care who at the top of the stairs I'm stepping up
See you !%!%!$# up the money baby that ain't good business
You starting to look like a witness and this is
For the gangsters and the %*!!@#@ the hustlers and the @$#$
Crossover whatever mainstream no
'cause Wayne thinks silent Wayne'll never fold
You heard it right here if the game was ever told
Lift up you toes and look under a rug
Trust me there's history under all that dust
So deep down in the dirty there lies us (who?)
Yeah Cash Money Records and I'm still up front
Stunner pop a bottle baby peel us a blunt
Lets eat and talk about all them %!%!#* we cut
What? You know what? Let's not *$@@ up our lunch
That's real %+!* if you ever seen such
Chuch
VS
Black hoods, cops 'n projects
sewers flooded with foul blockage
The gutter's wild and every child watches
Changin top locks with ripped off hinges
doors kicked off, drunks stag off smirnoff, wipe your beard off
Crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs stare
vision blurry, cus buried deep in they mind are hidden stories
Bet he's a mirror image of that 70's era
finished for the rest of his life, till he fades out
The liquor store workers miss him but then it plays out
so many ways out the hood but no signs say out
Mental slavehouse where gats go off, I show off
%!%!#* up north, prison-ology talk, till they time cut off
You should chill if you short, prepare deep thought
to hit the street again, get it on, get this paper and breathe again
Plan to leave somethin' behind
so your name'll live on, no matter what the game lives on
Yo, if this piano's the cake then my words are the candles
Light it up, make a wish, and them angels will grant you
Impatient once tried, but in those angels and bamboo
they lit it up, *puff* *puff*, hit it up, *puff*
Now they dismantled, think the whole world is crazy, got a 9
watch where you walk, 2 dollar fine, sign of the times here in New York
Hi Satan, United Nations quietly taken, to own your soul
take it or leave it, just my evaluation
Stack loot and guns, teach the girls karate, school your sons not to hate
but to stay awake, cus the scars a razor make is nothin' in comparison
to the gas left on this whole mass, if we don't get it controlled fast
might as well be, laughin' with Malcolm X's assassin as we die slow
perishin', brain dead from a Erickson
Words are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons
a cup of it for those thuggin' it, y'all sing the tune
Another day, another dollar, my mother will holla
She said "go and see the world for myself, and my brother Shafala"
Pops was smooth, from his top to his shoes
sang the rules, guitar strings he played smokin' his ?
? hat, picture this yo, seventies cat
He wrote his music in the back of the crib, I did my homework
At night the windows were speakers, pumpin' life out
a fight, people screamin' cus somebody pulled a knife out
So I look at this poem, I'm hooked to this tune
every night the same melody, hell sounded so heavenly
But jail was ahead of me, ??
Reading's what I should've done, cus my imagination would run
I was impatient to get out and become part of the noise out there
I used to stare, five stories down, basketball courts, shot up playgrounds
and I witnessed the murders and police shake-downs
Yo, the hustlas and @$#$, drugs and fo-fos
This was the life of every kid, lookin' out project windows
Forreal man.
Nas said it NT. "simple fools infiltrate grimy crews"
Cash Money Young Money mother**** the other side
They can *$@@ with us if they want I bring 'em homicide
Word to my momma I'm gonna continue bombing
'Til they getting out the game it's like coming out of a coma
I'm trying... but I'm normal when this rap %+!* gets boring
All I ask is that you pray for me (please)
And the beat keep crying and I'm gonna keep beating her
Fee I'm !%!%!$# her I'm deep in her sleep in her
And what happens when the reaper come (huh?)
I'm just hoping that he sends that elevator up
I made enough I ain't make %+!*
So while I'm here I'm gonna take that and take this (*!%%+!)
Breakfast yes let's eat, wipe you mouth when you finished
Then hunt for the lunch and dinner no beginner
To the criminal activity *$@@ with them they rushing in
Like Seminoles Indians no bow and arrows Harold
Just leaners Cheena just choppers Robert
Carter II tell me how is you gonna stop a riot
I lock and seal it up the best I could feel it (yeah!)
I'm in the lead I can pop a wheelie (got 'em!)
Not for rookies late bloomers stay in the womb (GO!)
I'm here @@#$##+!%*+@ make room... BOOM!
Young Tune the big kahuna
It's my ocean baby you all %!%!#* is tuna
Better now than sooner junior
Fly around you city try tryna take a number two on you
I ain't going nowhere special I won't never leave
%+!* I'm already a legend if I ever leave
Game get rid of me? Not little me
Man I got 'em I'm gonna get 'em B (I got 'em B)
I'm hungry like I didn't eat
I want it like I didn't see a mill before seventeen
What the *$@@ you %!%!#* telling me?
You pups can't keep up with the Pedigree
Catch me where the weather be somewhere in the seventies
Call myself settling palm trees Promethezine but what's new?
Sometimes I can't cut through that rough loop
Get +@!*#* so many times 'til it's *$@@ you (*$@@ 'em!)
So how you wanna do it baby we can get it
All you gotta do is say it and I'm with it
Money and murder you my *!%%+ my jelly preserver
I'm gonna ride baby 'til the judge give me a verdict yeah
Hear me or heard me I get it and serve it
'cause everytime I did it I hit it and hurt it yeah
Now I kill it the mission accomplished
The %!%!#* abolished the %*!!@#@ astonished
Then they pay homage when did they find it but
Now that they know it's a must I remind 'em so
They don't forget it I underline it and
I'm in the sky when the thunder's crying young'n
I been through all that I done done what you saying
I put it down when the other was playing
When the jungle was open I rolled in with the riders
Stole food from the bears and bought it back to the lions
Quote unquote with the eighth I'm a gorilla but lighter
With the eye of a tiger the heart of a fighter yeah
Start 'em, ignite 'em I walk through fire
Watch the flames start multiplying whoo! Yeah
Alter a *!%%+ nina talk to a *!%%+
Take a chunk ouch body like a shark bit a *!%%+
I'm awkward like Cartwright *$@@ with a *!%%+
Shot ugly but my arch right come on dog bark bite
Fork in the road I'm always going right
Nowadays knowing life ain't no more road lights
We can't see but we're gonna make it to the finish line
It's right there the goal line right behind the scrimmage line
Touchdown check the scoreboard gimme mines
Semi 9 fit me fine hit a *!%%+ twenty times
Damn then one more to the face (BOW!) just
So they close the casket like I pay to close the case
I made straight mafia %+!* front line
Top rank ready to die for my %+!* and the obvious %+!*
If I talk about my robbery they probably get rich
So *$@@ 'em I'm gonna let 'em sit
And I ain't ducking 'cause I'm right here I'm just enough
I don't care who at the top of the stairs I'm stepping up
See you !%!%!$# up the money baby that ain't good business
You starting to look like a witness and this is
For the gangsters and the %*!!@#@ the hustlers and the @$#$
Crossover whatever mainstream no
'cause Wayne thinks silent Wayne'll never fold
You heard it right here if the game was ever told
Lift up you toes and look under a rug
Trust me there's history under all that dust
So deep down in the dirty there lies us (who?)
Yeah Cash Money Records and I'm still up front
Stunner pop a bottle baby peel us a blunt
Lets eat and talk about all them %!%!#* we cut
What? You know what? Let's not *$@@ up our lunch
That's real %+!* if you ever seen such
Chuch
VS
Black hoods, cops 'n projects
sewers flooded with foul blockage
The gutter's wild and every child watches
Changin top locks with ripped off hinges
doors kicked off, drunks stag off smirnoff, wipe your beard off
Crippled dope fiends in wheelchairs stare
vision blurry, cus buried deep in they mind are hidden stories
Bet he's a mirror image of that 70's era
finished for the rest of his life, till he fades out
The liquor store workers miss him but then it plays out
so many ways out the hood but no signs say out
Mental slavehouse where gats go off, I show off
%!%!#* up north, prison-ology talk, till they time cut off
You should chill if you short, prepare deep thought
to hit the street again, get it on, get this paper and breathe again
Plan to leave somethin' behind
so your name'll live on, no matter what the game lives on
Yo, if this piano's the cake then my words are the candles
Light it up, make a wish, and them angels will grant you
Impatient once tried, but in those angels and bamboo
they lit it up, *puff* *puff*, hit it up, *puff*
Now they dismantled, think the whole world is crazy, got a 9
watch where you walk, 2 dollar fine, sign of the times here in New York
Hi Satan, United Nations quietly taken, to own your soul
take it or leave it, just my evaluation
Stack loot and guns, teach the girls karate, school your sons not to hate
but to stay awake, cus the scars a razor make is nothin' in comparison
to the gas left on this whole mass, if we don't get it controlled fast
might as well be, laughin' with Malcolm X's assassin as we die slow
perishin', brain dead from a Erickson
Words are the medicine, two teaspoons for goons
a cup of it for those thuggin' it, y'all sing the tune
Another day, another dollar, my mother will holla
She said "go and see the world for myself, and my brother Shafala"
Pops was smooth, from his top to his shoes
sang the rules, guitar strings he played smokin' his ?
? hat, picture this yo, seventies cat
He wrote his music in the back of the crib, I did my homework
At night the windows were speakers, pumpin' life out
a fight, people screamin' cus somebody pulled a knife out
So I look at this poem, I'm hooked to this tune
every night the same melody, hell sounded so heavenly
But jail was ahead of me, ??
Reading's what I should've done, cus my imagination would run
I was impatient to get out and become part of the noise out there
I used to stare, five stories down, basketball courts, shot up playgrounds
and I witnessed the murders and police shake-downs
Yo, the hustlas and @$#$, drugs and fo-fos
This was the life of every kid, lookin' out project windows
Forreal man.
Nas said it NT. "simple fools infiltrate grimy crews"
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so who really fell off then?
oh and what was the name of that song i have to listen to it not just read the lyrics
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marleysprotege
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he didnt fall off, he switched up to sell records ...Originally Posted by SiMPLYDiMPLY
so who really fell off then?
oh and what was the name of that song i have to listen to it not just read the lyrics
the name of the song is grown man by the way ...
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You need to stay off that Bob Marley homie...
marleysprotege
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i mean yeah i prolly do ... but the fact that some people think its a dumb comparison is just simple ... like its completely off base to say wayne is betterthan someone like nas just because carter 3 wasnt as good "lyrically" as "real" rap fans wanted it to be ...
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"[color= rgb(0, 0, 255)]I'm a addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and b/witches with beepers[/color]" - Nas
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Goin in...Originally Posted by SoHi 23
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illmatic and a few songs from each of his other albums were good ... put that up against ALL of waynes @!*% and its not coming close
I'm still laughing at this
But for real...
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I'm still laughing at this
But for real...
serioussssssly
i like how he put caps to ALL
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MarleysProtege wrote:
why? ... just because your sorry drawn out poor excuse for a rapper self thinks stillmatic is god's gift to the earth, doesnt mean everyone does ... illmatic and a few songs from each of his other albums were good ... put that up against ALL of waynes @!*% and its not coming close ... im sorry but just cuz someone thinks they can rap about thought provoking @!*% does not make them tight ... how you tyna kick knowledge when most of your @!*% is garbage ...
No, because percentage wise, Wayne puts out a less quality music. Why you so upset? I didn't even attack yo ole' insecure +%*... crybaby+%* __. Somebody give this bytch +%* __ his binky back
Oh, and I challenge yopur weak !%% to listen to ANY song of mine and tell me I ain't come correct. Go ahead. You need some links?
myspace.com/foundation_Rilla
myspace.com/realrecognizerealrecord
Go ahead *+!+ boy, quote me on one of my "weak" lines, %+@*+ I dare you. If you ever bring that mouth of yours to northwest Indiana, be sure to letme know. And that ain't a threat at all, I'm just saying make sure you bring all that aggression with you so I can have a reason to *+!+ you up properfor real, on Larry.
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Silk or polyester?
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LIL WAYNE ?
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You can't be serious right? You are going to compare someone who IS one of the GOATs to someone who THINKS he's one?
Wayne's can's tell stories and put clever schemes together that'll actually make you think and relisten to a song. All he does is keep things dumband simple. Nas has and will continue to make great songs that'll make you feel like you are reading a story or watching a movie. Or relisten to a songbecause you missed something. You might think he fell off, but Ultitled was still a solid album. One of the best of the year. Carter 3? GARBAGE. Whenwayne has a certified classic then we can talk. He has 2 decent albums. But even those don't compare to Illmatic, Stillmatic, and It Was Written.
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