Track 1 - 9th Wonder (Instrumenta) Write your sickest rap here or in my other videos if you want. ----- Sorry for the "extra" time, but the video got bugged. Also, check out www.soundclick.... for most of my beats!
yeah, i start off my rhyme with lines from the top of my mind/ than i stop to think and let the rhetoric fly/ see i, haven't been in this game in a minute/ but I stay killin tracks i'm not afraid to admit it/ I see cats on these tracks write about hardship and troubles/ it seems with every step forward, i back track on the double/ but my mental wit is strong, flex intellectual muscle/ too bad they don't pay/ my dividend is subtle/ lines outta this world like spaceships and hubble/
true..personally, between Madlib, Dilla and 9th Wonder...I could never choose between them. Can you imagine an album with just those 3 on the beats?! That's an eargasm waitin' to happen.
Aftashock Im aftashook Dont know what took me so long to see The beauty standin right there in fronta me Strong and proud just like a sturdy tree Aint no weapin willow for me This oak, no joke. Caught all up in the yolk of this love supreme No dream-this is REALITY!
The colders winters in NY made us tougher I grew even colder from the drama with my baby's mother these rhymes are the last glimpse of my innocence I grew up in the grime with the pimps and the menaces the spliffs and guinesses, the secrets in the dark the incidents that took little pieces of my heart you know what...I'm so far in a zone right now...yo, I love ya'll. One. LegendarySensaye Rochester, NY
I got these demons in my thoughts, livin on the inside, i tried to drop em, but they all puttin up a vicous fight, i can't sleep,1:13 middle of the night, eyez open wide, back-trackin wonderin where it went wrong and why, whats faith?, can it really keep me strong, is it what i need is this why sam cooke sings can it keep me movin along, can a thug also dream?, i sacrifce myself for the wrong means, from the beginning to the end, what matters is the in-between....
Aighttttt yo the flow is a mirical, yes yes the people love me like african people love water, i'm heating up the flow and let luther fandross dance with his father. Yeaaaaaah even drake knows i'm the fucking best. Peace!
9th Wonder, you're such a genius! I'm going to use this to teach my ESL students. I'm going to bust a rap about garage sales and they will follow along.
i blew it up/demolition/reminiscing past/nothin lasts/present's curses/put me in a hurst worst/than i ever thought/thought i used to be the man but/now i understand im/ dead in a van but i/still keep it movin n/still keep on usin ma flow/heaven sent me u/devils cant get me i/ break off ya horns n i/flow it to you gently
flowin like a bird in the sky I see that I'm astray for so long common mistakes in the past It's selfish that I did these things I wish that I can rewind back time Another dimension, another world Hip Hop is the way, the light, the sign It helped me function daily like water I don't even bother to ask you My introverted personality is real The pain the sufferin must go I must move on, must strive to live
im misunderstood taken on my rivals as best as i could spittting inspirtional magic quick read along got have it on my 1st draft so read them & weep my words universally sweet especially when i get 2 rock a 9th wonder beat which brings people up on there feet a style that should mix the old with the young that is my job & im going 2 getter down alright from where you are but start though me music is how we meet & i hope im sprinkle a little heaven your your ears
@1Mumiaabujamal I roll shit without wheels, so you know that we be tireless. I learn lessons still, and keep it real to teach a liar his. "So explain how you failed to rain hail over firepits Or trickle ice sickles where the fire-breathing sire sits." That was a time that was prior to the time I spit. That was a rhyme just to shine and tell the liars quit.
her name was jade/cooler than a summer's shade/her face played in my mind like an arcade/missed my shot like dwyane wade/miss the girl like them aged days/i wanna the re-surf the same waves/i wanna return the same page.... ..... .....
till i snap like old school cameras on a double exposure everything burns round me like its cumbustable over N over so much 4 shoulders 2bear,tears from laughter why is louisiana always gettin hit wit disasters 1st it was katrina,pushin back they coast in now they gotta deal wit british petroleum makes my blood pressure boil,messin wit da soil seein pelicans tryin ta breathe N out they mouf comes oil its like a Rat A Tat Tat towards wildlife N habitat all this 4 a full tank a gas N they cadillac
@1Mumiaabujamal You know i always like reading these lyrics people write, and yours is real good. But i wish someone could sing these lyrics with the beat, make it a short song. It would be pretty cool if you did that dude.
Cruising the city limits, looking for pretty women, paint job dripping, jeans and shoes are expensive, rhymes are extensive, lyrically demented, a gift and a present the essence of microphone checking, 1,2,3 let it commence then, dj play me a beat, all the freaks get to two stepping..
"omg are you jon rules 12?" "yeah, i am" "can i get an...autograph?" "uhh, sure i guess" "make it out to..carrie" Lets go carrie, veng it up love jon Love Jon
this beat is so relax... that it puts me in a mood to take a nap.. matter of fact.. im going to sleep after i write this rap.. nearly perfectly so you'll see that im a master at my craft.. survillence camera im unindentifyed like strange flying air craft.. soar over maps.. geographic telopathic.. shits drastic.. microphones clowns cheap as plastic i destroy just for practice.. thoughts rearrange the shape of the atlas.. the pray mantis.. sinking continents like atlantis..... 7
I'm not prophet, or a leader/Just a regular guy/ I try and try/ reading the fine prints when I listen to other sick rhymes here on youtube/ from an opposite view/ I'm very different than all of you/ A given of trust/ A given that at any time you bustas will bust/ but I must follow the footsteps of my soldiers/ arm myself wit a pen and a paper/ I let go of the Gun...gun...gun...gun... AH!
Just a few scribes that I wrote for the moment/ You on my arm, hit the corner and show with/ She outshining my lime, hoping I aint notice/ Only been a week since you entered/ Dreaming of all white, Carats on her finger/ Late nights, bringing hot sex for the winter/ Those were dreams, the rings and the lace/ The Caramel chase wont end at my place/ A pretty face I guess./ Street dreams I aint even see the passion yet/ Been a couple months I aint even get some action yet/ Gotta Be Compassionate
we interrupt these great bars to bring you some others some drive slow shit from a chi-town brother that if you listen you would say he's from another my lines are more deep than undercovers of which i spend most of my time anyway not that im sleep i just fuck my whole day away rappers can get the pepper spray i wish i could go out kick some of their asses today i may be young but i got soul like donnie hathaway......and i lost it (Fuck! good rhyme by the way man)
if u aint heard im great most old school rhymes i can regurgitate i know that was probably a misspell ya rap i can still magically dispel as my shit gels more than Dr Scholl insoles the times u were told 5 just like Ben Folds it dont matter if we use pencils or keyboards as i type this fantastic im just a rap fanatic cuttin through water like sea swords sorry if that was over ya head i just Lil Flip'd it Game Over ya dead....
call me what you will but im a true mc/ not a kid that walks around like a wannabe/ under 18 but my mind is like a senior/im so washed up yall should call me katrina/i kick the real make you open up your eyes/ nuthin akward here just lookin up at the blue sky/ think about why im this way a lost soul/ no drugs inside of me just someone who has lost control/ want my destiny back but its taken away/ feels like my body decided to go astray/ one day ill make it if i get a break/ sign souljia boyGREAT
i feel lost cause i never won/im feel poorly cause/i was never wealthy/know this isnt healthy/Lord God/help me/with my hands together i/pray for every family member/help me bring a since hope to my folks/little cousin findin his hope/in the coke/sellin it/hell if it makes money he said/ima make/ me bread/cool/until you meet street feds/or/ in the streets dead
dont bite what i write, hear what u like?/ dont let it turn to something that u gon recite/ on ya next cd, u can forget it/ stealin my ish cause u think its unleaded/ or hi octane, man its a shame/ if u gotta rob me cause u cant write the same/ but its cool tho, at least i'll get shine/ even if u do call mine YOUR best line/ just get paid right, seek the best price/ cause i dont write for other cats health homeslice/ so get that cash, then hit me up/ and break bread for using Rizzaw as a crutch!
i come from a place called the power foundation live by the laws of the 5% nation known to rock rhymes without hesitation neva been down, i only deal wit elevation i only hang out wit a selected few 7 individuals i call my crew a-original,sciborn,father e born magnetic and my man justice cee doobie fresh and mc sharief and cant forget my motherf*ckin' man nicky d the rest of yall are still down by law but those are who i call when it's time to brawl
met this girl at the beginning of school/ fell in love with her but tried to play it cool/ when I asked her out on a date/ she said "I wasn't trying to lead you on, it was a mistake"/ but in the back of my mind I wouldn't hear it, I knew it was fate/ I pictured us lying in bed and having dinner dates/ I used to send her videos via youtube/ just to see if she caught my mood/
