what are the illest rhymes youve heard?
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"Look at these haters that you sent me! so if i smoke these mutha fuckaz lord im hopin you'll forgive me" BD
"keep it on a low. every body get there face to the floor and dont move i got a 44 to be bustin im gonna put everyboadys life in doom. Keep it on a hush im'a bust if i see movement commin from you.. its a time to retaliate and thats what im goin do." sarkastik
"where do i start, my whole life is fallin apart i gave a girl my heart she broke it now im all in the dark. frustrated and devistated cuz i thought she was dedicated, i debated whether she was in love or infactuated.. hated where i was situated. i hate it when we seperated and im goin to hate it till the day im created....(cant remember a line)......with the lights out music goin...thinkin about my ni@@a TONE TONE..." BYRDIE
"Im down with street level, cuz they recognize i aint no sucka... yea, yea... let your boy get his foot in the door with this....
Im out here livin this life i gotta do what i do but whold you hit a lik.. if i had to... im out here livin this life i gotta do what i do... but would you kill a Ni@@a... if i had to..."Syko
*im hella tired so i hope i didnt mess up any verses.. i wasnt tryin to be perfect with them... im surprised noboady else stated street level music...
"keep it on a low. every body get there face to the floor and dont move i got a 44 to be bustin im gonna put everyboadys life in doom. Keep it on a hush im'a bust if i see movement commin from you.. its a time to retaliate and thats what im goin do." sarkastik
"where do i start, my whole life is fallin apart i gave a girl my heart she broke it now im all in the dark. frustrated and devistated cuz i thought she was dedicated, i debated whether she was in love or infactuated.. hated where i was situated. i hate it when we seperated and im goin to hate it till the day im created....(cant remember a line)......with the lights out music goin...thinkin about my ni@@a TONE TONE..." BYRDIE
"Im down with street level, cuz they recognize i aint no sucka... yea, yea... let your boy get his foot in the door with this....
Im out here livin this life i gotta do what i do but whold you hit a lik.. if i had to... im out here livin this life i gotta do what i do... but would you kill a Ni@@a... if i had to..."Syko
*im hella tired so i hope i didnt mess up any verses.. i wasnt tryin to be perfect with them... im surprised noboady else stated street level music...
Artist: X-Raided
Album: Xorcist / Black Market Records - Hounds of the Underground
Title: Wit' a Mask On
feat. Killa Hoe, Da Misses, Chopah, Lunasicc
[killa hoe]
yes, mutha fuckas
yet you have entered the psycho ward
where the x-raided lays his head, niggas
so let that nigga tell his story.... beotch
[x-raided]
i be stalkin' like jason, nigga i ain't sayin' shit
mask on wit' a machedi in my right mit
ain't gon' be no "cha cha cha.. cha cha cha"
'cause all you gon' be hearin' is "ratta-tat" and "pop pop"
and it ain't gotta be no friday the thirteenth
i don't give a fuck if it's sunday the fifteenth
any day is good for me to go and kill a ho
so fuck the money, mo murder mo murder mo
and it's a nightmare on yo' mama's street
but freddy's bitch-ass is dead, so now you got ta deal wit' me
and ain't no need to make no part two, three or fo'
'cause i'm gon' kill 'em all in that first episode
slit 'em open with the straight razor
killin' 'em quicker than that mother fucker pinhead on hellraiser
i'm hellbound so the x-raided loc ain't no joke
when i creep i use that nine-millimeter to split yo' face wide open
'cause nigga you know i got no brain
mama said when i was young i didn't play i liked to gangbang
my psychiatrist told me i was totally insane
i'm packin' a millimeter nine-a nina it's same daisy
i got that loco-active siccness
makin' a nigga lunatic
i fit you filthy murderous when i'm blastin' on them bitches
killin' 'em up, fillin' 'em up with lead
i'm full of that liquor i'm stickin' my trigga unloadin' da shit sicc
so psychoactive nigga bangin' the deuce-fo' s t r to the double e t
don't tell my nina you seem to be incubate
and i ain't trippin' 'em all that payback shit you ripped in jail
by then i'll have that nine to make that brain thang hang out, nigga
you fuckin' with the g'sta
when you runnin' up on the x you better bring your favorite preacher witchya
'cause you gon' need him to be a witness when i smoke ya
look you in yo' eyes and say "you shoulda been a loc'sta"
[killa hoe] ((da misses))
creepin' through the dark with that motha fuckin' mask on
packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast on
creepin' through the dark..
((..murderin' motha fuckas))
aimin' for the heart..
((..slaughterin' motha fuckas))
Album: Xorcist / Black Market Records - Hounds of the Underground
Title: Wit' a Mask On
feat. Killa Hoe, Da Misses, Chopah, Lunasicc
[killa hoe]
yes, mutha fuckas
yet you have entered the psycho ward
where the x-raided lays his head, niggas
so let that nigga tell his story.... beotch
[x-raided]
i be stalkin' like jason, nigga i ain't sayin' shit
mask on wit' a machedi in my right mit
ain't gon' be no "cha cha cha.. cha cha cha"
'cause all you gon' be hearin' is "ratta-tat" and "pop pop"
and it ain't gotta be no friday the thirteenth
i don't give a fuck if it's sunday the fifteenth
any day is good for me to go and kill a ho
so fuck the money, mo murder mo murder mo
and it's a nightmare on yo' mama's street
but freddy's bitch-ass is dead, so now you got ta deal wit' me
and ain't no need to make no part two, three or fo'
'cause i'm gon' kill 'em all in that first episode
slit 'em open with the straight razor
killin' 'em quicker than that mother fucker pinhead on hellraiser
i'm hellbound so the x-raided loc ain't no joke
when i creep i use that nine-millimeter to split yo' face wide open
'cause nigga you know i got no brain
mama said when i was young i didn't play i liked to gangbang
my psychiatrist told me i was totally insane
i'm packin' a millimeter nine-a nina it's same daisy
i got that loco-active siccness
makin' a nigga lunatic
i fit you filthy murderous when i'm blastin' on them bitches
killin' 'em up, fillin' 'em up with lead
i'm full of that liquor i'm stickin' my trigga unloadin' da shit sicc
so psychoactive nigga bangin' the deuce-fo' s t r to the double e t
don't tell my nina you seem to be incubate
and i ain't trippin' 'em all that payback shit you ripped in jail
by then i'll have that nine to make that brain thang hang out, nigga
you fuckin' with the g'sta
when you runnin' up on the x you better bring your favorite preacher witchya
'cause you gon' need him to be a witness when i smoke ya
look you in yo' eyes and say "you shoulda been a loc'sta"
[killa hoe] ((da misses))
creepin' through the dark with that motha fuckin' mask on
packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they blast on
creepin' through the dark..
((..murderin' motha fuckas))
aimin' for the heart..
((..slaughterin' motha fuckas))