face it ur girl getting close she too adjacent. I gave her doggy style cause she like the basics She got me too high and took me places. Or better yet. Cut me off the internet Cause Now my brain rotting away. As I’m flying straight on the interstate. I fuck around with my words cause I like to play. And Most bitches never understand what I say. I’m not lying I just poke around ur brain when you contemplate. The type of women that suck dick and don’t make a plate. Are the ones I tend to stay away from. I’m moving lonely like Akon. Cause most Nighas wouldn’t pick me up even if I had a ray gun. (Sheesh). This Barretta my umbrella keep my head up when I spray sum. Uh. She don’t like the way I love cause I’m too aggressive. I guess you shouldn’t follow, off Of first impressions. What chu expecting? The type of life where you live check to checkins always stressing. Grey hairs at 25 is what I’m left with. But in my life I still count my blessings Including you, I count you twice. Girl more than you do. She got me hypnotized with her pussy like it’s voodoo. So who knew, that this dude. Still rhyming off of beats from RU-vid. It’s what I do, to get your head to move.
[Intro: Prodigy] Yeah, sendin' this one out to my man Killa B No doubt, indeed Where that weed? Nahmsayin'? That old real shit [Verse 1: Prodigy] There's a war goin' on outside no man is safe from You could run, but you can't hide forever From these streets that we done took You walkin' with your head down, scared to look You shook, ‘cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town It's similar to Vietnam Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cops' control They better have the riot gear ready Tryin' to bag me and get rocked steady! By the MAC one-double, I touch you And leave you with not much to go home with My skin is thick, ‘cause I be up in the mix of action If I'm not at home, puffin' lye, relaxin' New York got a nigga depressed So I wear a slug-proof underneath my Guess God bless my soul Before I put my foot down and begin to stroll Into the drama I built.and all unfinished beef You will soon be killed, put us together, it's like mixin' vodka and milk I'm goin out blastin', takin' my enemies with me And if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me Lord, forgive me, the Hennessy got me not knowin' how to act I'm fallin' and I can't turn back Or maybe it's the words from my man Killa Black That I can't say, so it's left a untold fact Until my death, my goal's to stay alive Survival of the fit, only the strong survive
TEXTE MELO **Refrain :** J'cours après des rêves, mais y'a plus rien qui brille, Le cœur en morceaux, tout s'effondre sous la pluie, Dans le silence, j'regarde cette fille J'suis trop loin pour entendre ce qu’on dit. dans le silence je regarde cette vie j’suis trop loin pour entendre ce qu’on dit Dans le silence, j'regarde cette fille J'suis trop loin pour entendre ce qu’on dit. **Couplet :** J'débarque sans prévenir, j'pose mes rimes tel un coup d’poing, Chaque ligne c’est du poison qu'tu sens quand j’marque des points, J'vise le sommet, j’ai la vision en 4D, Les autres parlent, mais ils font que jacter J'déchiffre les codes, j'transcende la prose, Éloigné des mythos qui veulent tout rater Authentique, j’creuse la vérité dans l’abîme, désolé bebe je voulais pas mais ton coeur je l’abime L’éthique avant l’oseille, l’intellect au bout des lèvres, J'kicke mes couplets avec le feu, laisse mes traces dans l'enfer Ils suivent la hype, moi j'suis là pour faire longévité, Quand j'marche, l’ombre du passé s'efface, y’a qu’la vérité. j’ai pas grand chose mais tout c’que j’ai j’lai merité J'suis l'orage avant la frappe, la terre tremble quand j'avance, même l'ombre de mes pas laisse des impacts sur le béton. J't'arrache la colonne, j'm'en sers pour battre tes gars, laisse des flaques sur le pavé, j'fais des œuvres en éclats. j’peins des tableaux avec ton sang c’est de l’art de demeurer J’ouvre ton crâne comme une boîte de pâté, sale bâtard, tes neurones se répandent, j’te laisse dans la merde, complètement défoncé J'cours après des rêves, mais y'a plus rien qui brille, Le cœur en morceaux, tout s'effondre sous la pluie, Dans le silence, j'regarde cette fille J'suis trop loin pour entendre ce qu’on dit. dans le silence je regarde cette vie j’suis trop loin pour entendre ce qu’on dit Dans le silence, j'regarde cette fille J'suis trop loin pour entendre ce qu’on dit. Je te fracasse en deux, comme un os sous la lame, T’es qu’une marionnette, moi je contrôle le drame Je te broie comme de l’argile, tu finis sous la trame, Ma voix te glace le sang, tu finis par etre en larmes J'arpente le bitume, les rimes acérées comme une lame, Chaque mot est une frappe, ton ego se brise en rame, Je découpe la scène, ma plume, une arme fatale qui clame tu fais le fou mais ta femme est juste une femme fatale qui s'calme J'crache des vérités comme des balles, perçant la brume, Chaque couplet un assaut, ton flow s'effondre en volume, Ma technique est un mystère, t'es perdu dans la brume j'ai l'impression que tout les problèmes partent quand je fume x2 J'cours après des rêves, mais y'a plus rien qui brille, Le cœur en morceaux, tout s'effondre sous la pluie, Dans le silence, j'regarde cette fille J'suis trop loin pour entendre ce qu’on dit. dans le silence je regarde cette vie j’suis trop loin pour entendre ce qu’on dit Dans le silence, j'regarde cette fille J'suis trop loin pour entendre ce qu’on dit.
Various women I'm swimming in like a shark Hold up, that was the first one, let me run it back and restart Young Sinatra ripping the beat apart Shining like a diamond when I be rhyming But y'all in the dark On point like a poisonous dart I can feel it now, the fame is comin' soon How can sky be the limit when there's footprints on the moon? Now, I used to bus tables, now I bust rhymes Spitting lines to the illest of dimes just to pass the time Living like a Don, mafietic mind state Hip-hop heads never die, we multiply then dominate Now I been flowin' since a adolescent up until the present Rehearsin' flows for various shows Yeah, that's how I roll Gettin' respected, never neglected As I infect it, they detect it, when I disect it Rip it and wreck it, now that's on the record As the vinyl spin so slowly Bringing verses like a Holy Bible, my flow is tribal Meet me in the street homie I'm liable To get it right then and there Motherfuckers like, "Where?" He come from? Got music for days and then some They were stepping confident until I made 'em run You know it's Logic In your vicinity murder evil entities better known as your enemies You feel it now Spark the L and you be coolin' Chillin' relaxin' to this audio satisfaction I leave emcees missin' in action, leave you gashin From a thousand lashes While I'm laughing with a passion Stand over you smiling 'til I hear sirens and now I'm dashing [Hook: AZ & Nas] Life's a bitch and then you die That buck that bought the bottle Coulda struck the lotto Life's a bitch and then you die Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some [Verse 2: Logic] This second verse is dedicated to rappers that never made it 'Cause they gave up on their dream In other words they hesitated to take it But I swear I'ma make it better than ever before 'Cause half of y'all don't even know See I be rolling through the streets In a beamer bomber like Hiroshima Hit you like Katrina 'til they like, "Damn Gina!" (Damn!) I eat MCs like fast food, hella rude I'm the reason that your favorite rapper's in a bad mood My name is Logic, I was born in 1990 Ain't no need to remind me That when you listen you wanna rewind me All the labels wanna sign me for the right reasons We aim to please Huntin' dollars and it's buck season 'Cause [Outro: AZ & Nas] Life's a bitch and then you die That's why we get high 'Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die That's why we puff lye 'Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die That's why we get high 'Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a bitch and then you die Ayo, put the Grants over there in the safe, you know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah, yeah) ‘Cause we spendin' these Jacksons. The Washingtons go to wifey, you know how that go I'm sayin' this is what it's all about, right? Clothes, bankrolls and hoes, you know what I'm sayin'? (Sinatra) You know, then what, man? What- what? (Logic)
وقت العين اطيح في العين وقت الفأس يتناك في راس وقت لعب بيك شيطانك خلاك تتشقلع في الخاص قبائل ليبيا مايبو حجي خلي نربي وخلاص نحمد ربي عل صحبة كلصه وقلت بعد لأشخاص كيري ميري سمع زئيري لعبت بيه في مستديري قال نقدم حتا فتوخيري ماريتكش ياضغيري طلع كراسة الواجب وبرا قعمز فوق بنديري واقرا من فنون الراب وبعدين قولي يا دخيلي كانك ولد الصحراء القاحله أنا سيد صحراء كبرى وركزلي في المعاني بالك تحصل منها عبره يلف من حوش لحوش ومافي حد معبره وعداد رأبك الطايح من اول بيت انصفره يقولي فيفا ولى بيس تقول في صالة ألعاب خيره الدعم رخو عليك ولى وريتهم السحاب انت البايع وانا شاري وبلاش من ذكر لأسباب كان نزيد نفركس نلقا اخبارك عند كل القحاب نحرق في عشبة مالبورو بيش نرقي نيكوتين وأنت الشد العصبه زين بيش ترقي الادرينالين و الوهمي لي قالك كمل بيها هاو حطك في طاجين الي قبلك وخرو منها ماو عارفين فيها كمين والي بيفتح حرب بيقده أنا واتي في خط نار مداير اكثر من حموتشي وراك حولت العار في جديد شد روحك راني نلعب بي لافكار لو انتقابلو في شارع حاتكولش بكدار يحساب الراب اصطناعي كل مره بار يصب مدام تسمع في صوتي مابتسمع خاطي سب لي يجي يغني في راب يحساب المايك ذهب لاينات اطلع طول خلو ابليس في جمعة خطب
Yo, sous le clair de lune, là où les ombres rampent, Perdu dans la nuit, pendant que la ville dort, J'ai une histoire à raconter, laisse-moi t'emmener, Où les rêves prennent vie, dans le silence qu'ils jouent. C'est l'histoire de la nuit, qui brille comme les étoiles, poursuivant nos visions, oubliant les cicatrices, les murmures du passé résonnent de loin, au cœur de la nuit, nous sommes qui nous sommes Les lampadaires scintillent, peignant les chemins en or, À chaque coin de rue que nous tournons, une autre histoire à raconter, Des arnaqueurs et des amoureux à la mouture des âmes perdues, Au rythme de la nuit, tout le monde est entrelacé. Alors quand l'obscurité tombe et que le silence appelle, Souviens-toi des nuits, quand nous nous levons et tombons, Dans cette histoire nocturne, nous écrivons le scénario, Vivre pour l'instant, laisser le monde s'éclipser.
grandmother telling me that I should pray more but I'm torn cause 1 I ain't to keen on praying to a being i even so sure exists and 2 all my friends think the complete opposite and I can't blame em cause what they know as real is the kick of that rifle when it get to giving speeches out and the tears that run like a river down the cheek of a grieving mother as a result so that faith and mustard seed shit don't mean shit to them and as sure as I'am of hell being the devils enterprise its obvious by how good men turn to sinners in the blink of an eye that whoever this God oddity is if he does exist he ain't paying a visit to a city like this they worship clips and would only go to church if they heard an opp was in it prayer vigils painted with blood just like a ritual the game ell fuck you no missionary plenty are sending souls to where they say lord is that's why most of my homies don't pray for shit except a heavier piece of Steel so when the heat is on and its kill or be killed they survive that fire fight and earn their stripes cause taking a man's life is the highest form of currency in these parts cause it buys you respect the quickest in the hood most of us flirt with death before the age of thirty and up falling victim to her seductive ways i guess that's what they mean when they say love kills love is grim reap (grim reaper) a whole Lotta pain you will if you ain't careful especially when the only other woman you lust for is the streets cause her and the reaper got a tightnit bond don't shit come between em that's why everytime you turn the TV on you see em together and ell never catch em separate that's just a rule of thumb it's mandatory you learn if you don't plan on being one of those waiting in line for them pearly gates to open cause hell is overflowing with sinners got no more for those eternally absent of redemption so they all migrate up top and as a consequence it becomes a mix of good and evil that's why not all good men get what they deserve and the same reason not everybody gets in also the same reason why when good people snap noone is shocked to see them drastic transformations that are bred to cradle a Hate that's been building for way to long inside the heart of that same person heart there's plenty of cases of that exact thing happening most learn to dig thier own grave before they taste what fruits life might have to offer cause all their homies did the same shit and are laying in thiers as we speak and it seems the only way to keep the pain at bay's to follow suite cause aint no way death can hurt as much as living does trust me I get it...i sometimes too think that's the answer momma says I'm to defensive but I can't afford for th3 vibe to be misconstrued cause I know them wolves pay attention and I ain't never been sheep like cause like sheep they'll pull the wool over your eyes and you'll get Alive before you realize what's up that's why I'm live at all times like breaking news so they don't even try it and I'm still alive today so you do the math ill do what works for me I might be worse for wear but am cut from a different fabric so even though I'm outfitted with scars the heart I stitched to my sleeve is still intact bitch...
I'm at it nonstop wit the funk yo pump it up put hands up n yo clap to the funky the tracks i baked up to spit out automatic it flows come on hit floor do yah dance yo 3:37
Ghetto Music" (here we go) "Yo" "And my name is Rakim" Yo, the saga begins, my eyes is the photography lens Properly push pens, and show quality gems The horrors be grim, but yo maybe tomorrow we win If we follow the trends and keep count of the dollars we spend I want a mahogany Benz, I want lottery ends I want property, friends, plus my hobby is skins If I get sloppy and sin, then my prophesy ends But the God'll begin, watching my artistry spin In the place where war be, based on a true story Territory was made for me to pursue glory Blast alone masses in zones have to be sewn Every capacity blown, I'm internationally known, yo So all hail the honorable, microphone phenomenal Persona is unbombable?, trust me son I continue like a saga do, bringing you the drama to allow you that the chronicle has just begun "The saga begins" "The soul controller, Rakim" "Set it off, yo, the saga begins" "Still say a rhyme after the next one" "The saga begins" "The soul controller, Rakim" "Set it off, yo, the saga begins" "Still say a rhyme after the next one" "You know that I'm the soloist" Yo, my never-ending epic, got the world spinning hectic I quickly spread it, till the whole city's infected Suspense that I supply intensify Then commence as my daily events go by You get involved in this, paragraphologist Narrating novelist, market this, sound marvelous I'm the star in this, which means the author's authentic Most definite, every episode's a epidemic So when you research, check it, here go the evidence They represent with lyrical negligence for presidents My science existed, without the fiction Every inscription is a special edition So all hail the honorable, microphone phenomenal Persona is unbombable?, trust me son I continue like a saga do, bringing you the drama to allow you that the chronicle has just begun Yo, the legacy lives, let em see what the pedigree is Mega-thesis, blessing these kids with extra features The depth's deep as, the deepest sea is Telepathy increases melody gets speakers, telekinesis Ideas appear as clear as, pictures in movie theaters Lyrics you hear it, devastating the way you ear it So stay tuned for sequels, part two's and more So soon you and your peoples can bum rush the store The names have changed the game remain the same How one came to reign on his claim to fame No stopping this I'm dropping this with hip-hop in this And when the topic is topicless, then I'm writing the apocalypse So all hail the honorable, microphone phenomenal Persona is unbombable?, trust me son I continue like a saga do, bringing you the drama to allow you that the chronicle has just begun "The saga begins" "The soul controller, Rakim" "Set it off, yo, the saga begins" "Still say a rhyme after the next one" "The saga begins" "The soul controller, Rakim" "Set it off, yo, the saga begins" "Still say a rhyme after the next one" "You know that I'm the soloist"
Wheneva its time ta playa-hate Either im just slayin niggas or sprayin niggas with thu AK Know whut im sayin? Yall can tell im straight up, bangin Doin my g thang, steady, slangin Fool, i'll be braggin Cus the aftermath, niggas took Its like deep biblical shit, with no book Some hoes all they need to do, Is just take a look n suck on my nuts, Gotta check me some cheap chin, see But its even worse Some niggas known for hatin on my wordplay n the way i mack mo bitches Its like dat song, whos the mack? Nobody tellin shit, Not even witness, Nigga, I just handle bussines I never trips by a bitch, Im just down with thu scrill i get n pussy i fuck with Nuthin fo ya ass to try get with, yeah Fuck fugazi niggas, Thinkin ghetto be campuses Bitch ass stinkin 24/7 Its like parlay, with a bitch stranded ta mommas dash cash I mean i fuck me that bitch but i, Dump dat mad ass until thu next blast, Shits just progressive, lacerate Now, fool, lets procastinate So who should i be dissin? My dick sucked by a hoe while she pissin Im just on E's, stole some niggas kis n my bitch kissed my ass n sucked like she stupid, Hummingbirds on a ghetto niggas brains, check I couldnt give a fuck less bout what bitch comes next? Thats upon everything i nigga ownin, I twisted my shit backwards for a while Now its time ta, Make ya military mind, one time, I bust with thu tec n mac, Bitch i really gotta admit it If there'll be any crime in the city It'll be cus im a muthafuckin g So 187, i recall Cus a stupid whore Niggas get killed like that, n bitches want cash n Ima fuck dum hoes hardcore, Cus thats whats up Im all about thu Mo', mad scrill n im down ta fuck me mo pro ass
