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2009-08-06 17:39:31 Description: hot sexy dream stash and amelie get busy have fun with each other
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25, 02:01, 2008-04-21 20:58:51 Description: READ BEFORE WATCHING!!!! A drug dealer tips off his friend that someone he is selling to is the guy who recently took his girlfriend hostage. This friend gets his stuff together and decides to bust (More) READ BEFORE WATCHING!!!! A drug dealer tips off his friend that someone he is selling to is the guy who recently took his girlfriend hostage. This friend gets his stuff together and decides to bust in on the druggie kidnapper, steal his stash, and take his girlfriend back.... This video is a brief culmination of the scenario. (Less)
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13, 08:41, 2008-09-03 12:03:39 Description: I just went and at random pulled some dvds from my stash for you all. These stem from my teenage yrs. I am aging myself again....LOL.
1- Student Bodies
2- Encino Man
3- The Lost Boys
4- (More) I just went and at random pulled some dvds from my stash for you all. These stem from my teenage yrs. I am aging myself again....LOL.
1- Student Bodies
2- Encino Man
3- The Lost Boys
4- License To Drive
5- Dream a Little Dream
6- Son in Law
7- In The Army Now
8- Walk Like A Man
9- Who's Harry Crumb?
10- Transformers: The Movie (Less)
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1, 09:45, 2009-08-07 08:55:51 Description: I was having a shitty day, so I look through my stash for the perfect med to lift my spirits.
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92, 04:03, 2008-04-13 20:33:04 Description: This iz my 64 year old rappin' grandma's debut single (an original FINALLY) called "Heart Throbbin' Every Heartbeat". Tha track was written, produced and edited by me. Tha (More) This iz my 64 year old rappin' grandma's debut single (an original FINALLY) called "Heart Throbbin' Every Heartbeat". Tha track was written, produced and edited by me. Tha song and video were both completed today, April 13, 2008. Tha CD Single iz goin' on sale for $2.00 on Tuesday, April 15, 2008. It contains tha Single Version, Acapella, Instrumental, and Bonus Shout Outs. Here are tha lyrics. Hope ya'll like tha video/song!
[ Intro ]
Rappin' Granny in tha house!!
[ Verse 1 ]
Grandma Down The Block, creative like artwork in tha car street. /
In tha dictionary, I'm defined as "heart throbbin' every heartbeat." /
I'm defined that 'cause I blow people away... like a windy door. /
Now who do you know that can drop a debut single at Age 64? /
768 months old wit very little gray hair! /
Otha grandmas don't entertain while I play fair! /
Controllin' souls and heartbeats iz what equals my popularity. /
Online, I'm more popular than when dudes need to cop ten-a-key. /
Yeah, don't look at me like I don't know what I'm talkin' 'bout playa. I lived a long life. /
I used to smoke back in tha day, so lemme tell ya somethin': I smoked wit a strong pipe. /
Nearly 2 decades I've been smokeless, so now I gotta do what it takes to stay healthy. /
If I wasn't healthy, I wouldn't be rappin'. I do this for myself, don't you see? /
[ Pre-Chorus ]
NOW TELL ME!!!... Who gon respect a rappin' granny when they hit tha scene? /
TELL ME!!!... Who got tha biggest attitude even tho I'm whiter than ice cream? /
AND TELL ME!!!... What female keep tha block tha hottest on Long Island? /
THA ANSWER IZ!!!... Me! And these are tha thingz that make people scream louder than a band:
[ Hook ]
A grandma rappin'... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
All over tha map and... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
People lovin' me... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
Haterz hatin' on me... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
Healthy at 64... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
Will neva be poor... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
Ain't no question... why I'm heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
'Cause I'm a blessing!!... and it heart throbs every heartbeat.
[ Verse 2 ]
I like to water my plants and go around tha world, ya know? /
Wear some nice comfy pants and feel like a young girl, ya know? /
What I talk, live, and dream has a positive respective, ya dig? /
I really care for other people in a giving introspective, ya dig? /
I work for electronic cables, so you know I shock people like a heart-attack. /
I be rappin' from tha heart. My rhymes get stabbed into peoples' heads like a dart trap. /
Italian descent, I smell like tha bread. /
I don't break easily; I'm not someone's led. /
I rule my city; call me tha Pope. /
Florida, my future destination. It hot there like a dope stash of dope. /
If you need to hit me up, hit me up on my first name minus tha "a". /
That's tha celi for ya'll newbies. Get wit tha program, like your day for tha pay. /
[ Pre-Chorus ]
NOW TELL ME!!!... Who gon respect a rappin' granny when they hit tha scene? /
TELL ME!!!... Who got tha biggest attitude even tho I'm whiter than ice cream? /
AND TELL ME!!!... What female keep tha block tha hottest on Long Island? /
THA ANSWER IZ!!!... Me! And these are tha thingz that make people scream louder than a band:
[ Hook ]
A grandma rappin'... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
All over tha map and... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
People lovin' me... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
Haterz hatin' on me... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
Healthy at 64... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
Will neva be poor... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
Ain't no question... why I'm heart throbbin' every heartbeat.
'Cause I'm a blessing!!... and it heart throbs every heartbeat.
[ Ending ]
Livin' tha positive life... all tha time! /
I listen to Mary J. Blige... when she tells me to be "just fine." /
I have a soul 'bout tha size of a moose, and a heart 'bout tha size of a humongous ton. /
I will do my thing, like that dude Juice, and I'm somethin' cool like that dude Jewison. /
Shouts out to dem boyz Rosco & Tristan too. They keep it real like a non-fiction bear. /
FrankieThaLuckyDog, my grandson, iz tha hardest workin' dude. He makes mo' green than tha size of a pear. /
Once again, I'm Grandma Down The Block, creative like artwork in tha car street. /
In tha dictionary, I'm defined as "heart throbbin' every heartbeat."
[ Credits ]
Written by FrankieThaLuckyDog
Produced by FrankieThaLuckyDog
Music video directed & edited by FrankieThaLuckyDog
Vocals by Grandma Down The Block
Lyrics were written on February 15, 20, 21, 25, and March 1, 2008.
Song created on April 13, 2008 @ 12:41 AM
Video created on April 13, 2008 @ 10:41 PM
http://www.myspace.com/frankiethaluckydogmusic (Less)
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88, 04:47, 2007-03-16 13:02:18 Description: [Verse 1]
Can you feel the speed comin
The beat's hummin
You need somethin to keep ya knees bucklin
Keep frontin
You'll be thuggin from these huntin on bees
Scummin airin out these (More) [Verse 1]
Can you feel the speed comin
The beat's hummin
You need somethin to keep ya knees bucklin
Keep frontin
You'll be thuggin from these huntin on bees
Scummin airin out these fuckin emcees
Puffin till breeze
Somethin to each one of my words
Is just suddenly stern and it's fun and you learn
Through action not example
That's exactly why I have to smack you
Learn that *smacks* learn it again *smacks* got it now?
Didn't ya know that Tonedeff could flow fast enough to mow Sonic down
Well I'm on it's shot on ya senses
Hoppin the fences could it be the one to get offended
Or else is deaf or the nigga that pretended
To the senses when I run, niggaz sense this
Hell a brother better be servin avenges
It's me either with this set of bentleys
Then in down in left kill left with a horse here
Probably gonna need a veterinary in a relentess
Better get a move one
You harlot you bonness you falls with blue balls
You all really think it end little could just shove in a bill
With you all and pretube all
Naw like cause I done never heard of batman
Scared of thinkin last stan
Walkin in arabs to back dams
Thinkin ya niggaz could get it quicker than a maniac
Cuz bigger than a one chillin miss him like his flash can
Can't stand these motherfuckers that can't rap
Tonedeff could scan this shit while on a sand mass
Fuck a chick and tell her pussycat now
Yall niggaz are pretty confused cause you be chillin with a bat hat
Practice while Stash kick your ass bitch
Ya too average to consider some hash and the task
Cause TV is real and the speed is just feedin me
You fuckers acknowledge the speedy
[Chorus]
Do you feel the need for speed
Indeed ya do we need ya to
Clear the way to speed ya through
Can you feel the velocity just hold tight
Bare witness to what future emcees will flow like
[Verse 2]
You wacker than Ja Rule we fast and furious like Vin Diesel
Ain't penetrates the papyrus my p-izz-eople
Sookie sookie you rookie goodie goodie we been evil
Fuck 101 told them I'll take ten people
Now even up the odds cause you with your friend's people
Style's been played like movies with ten sequels
(Do you love hip hop?)
Does Eminem offend people?
So do we so absolutely nothin's what you showin me
Totally magnificent what you want is insignificant
In the big picture bitch nigga you so sensitive
Gonna squirt some I hurt one or two persons
For the first done you mommy's suckin the girth numb
Beat it up and make her cum
E F@mm makin you nerves run
Wanna get the mic this curtains
If you done like 'em and ya ear's done
Blow me, hold me, hold that
Mouthful of cock sauce and a ballsack
You be eatin till I go wack
That's never homie, know that
[Chorus] - 2X
[Verse 3]
Say what you want but don't ever claim that you want it
Stay in the closet and you'll sustain so much pain that you'll vomit
Silent objects you never swallow like hollow organs
You cough up dried esophagus knot to notches we're the marvelous too
Then I'm part of the crew that came to astonish
The plague is brolic, scrape ya face with abrasive cleanser
Say that we're reigning comet things a promise
You love her for real I just set up the kill
And Substantial latches in that can which set ya head on the hill
That's plenty for the world to see
Everybody wanna get bazigga to the run to get the tour with me
Score with these, they're for ya team ensure your dream
And fuckin up the wizzer with a ball disease
The problem's he's aborn of three
But all I see do you breathe nothing but a corpse, see?
You be lookin for a ride and the reason you dying
in the blink of an eye then they all with me
Hold ya screams in pickin up the flow from the court the king's in
From Newport to Kingston and give you more defeats
And wars than Norman eats complete with more dead soldiers meat
And keep the order straight
Sweepin me is more 'n vague than even orchestry
They raise more pieces of you than your whore's abortion tapes(Oh that's great)
Substantial why you rap so slow?
I got asthma, give me a second *puff* let's see ya fuckin rap faster
I'm stronger, harder, spit quicker, stronger
Even my dick's bigger, longer
In fact it sucks to be you, hoe what can we do?
You're a weaker seeder postal boy
Pussy eatin needs a hug
Cause your pussy you stained cock
I reek of stained twat, my speech is slain hot
We weak? I think not, we lick in pink spots
We drink the slain cops who were crooked
The little crops that got a fuckin ticket
Who spat on my dollars
Then shout at these cowards last jaws
By rippin the rap tours
With a little or no audience
Killed an acapella even flipped into accordions
Not a battle rapper backpacker bitch smacker thug
Just someone you can whoop yo ass
Over rap and show you love
So any further sleeping beneath is not recommended
Will never be fame if you haven't already been refunded
[Chorus] - 5X (Less)
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20, 04:58, 2008-01-31 06:43:47 Description: Yeah yeah, aiyyo black it's time (word?)
(Word, it's time nigga?)
Yeah, it's time man (aight nigga, begin)
Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap
Where fake niggaz don't (More) Yeah yeah, aiyyo black it's time (word?)
(Word, it's time nigga?)
Yeah, it's time man (aight nigga, begin)
Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap
Where fake niggaz don't make it back
I don't know how to start this shit, yo, now
[Verse One: Nas]
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, inflictin composition
of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine
Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes
Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit
Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit
Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the building lobby
and it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So whatchu sayin?) It's like the game ain't the same
Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name
and claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
Fo'-fives and gauges, Macs in fact
Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black
There was a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind
["New York state of mine" (repeat 4X)]
[Verse Two: Nas]
Be havin dreams that I'ma gangster -- drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs
Makin sure the cash came correct then I stepped
Investments in stocks, sewein up the blocks
to sell rocks, winnin gunfights with mega cops
But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger
Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin
Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have niggaz undressin
Thinkin of cash flow, buddah and shelter
Whenever frustrated I'ma hijack Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze
full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
I'm livin where the nights is jet black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
and lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes
I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane
Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain
and be prosperous, though we live dangerous
cops could just arrest me, blamin us, we're held like hostages
It's only right that I was born to use mics
and the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dice
I'm takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
That's where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times
Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of mind
["New York state of mind" (repeat 4X)]
["Nasty Nas" cut and scratched 8X (Less)
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18, 03:34, 2007-11-18 08:05:21 Description: Album: Moment of Truth
lyrics:
You do your first bid and dirt to get your name known
You never talk too much to get your spot blown
Now you're no longer just a face in the crowd
(More) Album: Moment of Truth
lyrics:
You do your first bid and dirt to get your name known
You never talk too much to get your spot blown
Now you're no longer just a face in the crowd
You're gettin so much respect that niggaz might as well bow
And movin up with your hustle like you planned it
Rakin dough like the world's greatest bandit
Always got one eye open, for the stick-up kids postin
So much cream chumps they can't understand it
Ladies flock to your jock like it's golden
Curious, to test the weight you be holdin
but you ain't got no time, to be chasin felines
If she's the chick that you pick then she gets chosen
People treat you like you're ghetto royalty
And all your staff shows you utmost loyalty
You paid your dues, refuse to lose in this scenario
The rep grows bigga, you're a legend and a hero
Your fame has gotten larger than your life
You've got a harem of bitches and killer niggaz that's hype
They got your back, but you so fly you don't need em
You shit what you're eatin so you don't peep the proceedings
They start schemeing, feeling that you're too swollen
and that's the reason why your cash and stash gets stolen
You start perspiring, because you're paranoid
Still another confrontation that you couldn't avoid
Prepare for drama, as if you were a stunt man
Back in the days you was a forty and a blunt man
Today you're a Willie, now the weather's too chilly
New York City ain't the place to be frontin
Over your shoulders day and night's where you look
Your so-called fam ran a scam, and you got shook
Go back to square one, better go talk to your son
See reps grow bigga in the life of a crook
Years ago, we were new jacks to this scene
Showed some effort, made fat records, but still saw no green
Know what I mean? They tried to stifle us
Nigga you could not believe how really ill and trife it was
Fed up so we headed on a serious mission
Wishin, that we could better our position
Two businessmen, Guru and Prim', we enterprised
Too strong to be stepped on, creatively wise
The dedicated ministers of underground sound
When we're doin our thing, you know we don't fuck around
No matter how bizarre and different you think you are
your team wouldn't dream of competeing with GangStarr
Premier in the rear with the beats and cuts
And Guru with the mic ready to tear shit up
Take us out the game nigga? How you figure?
The name is well kept, and the rep just gets bigga (Less)
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14, 07:21, 2008-04-21 16:12:17 Description: 05-24 NORML Daily Audio Stash - Thursday, May 24, 2007. Pretty good interview. Note I don't even care for marijuana myself. But I know 90% of marijuana negative information out there is (More) 05-24 NORML Daily Audio Stash - Thursday, May 24, 2007. Pretty good interview. Note I don't even care for marijuana myself. But I know 90% of marijuana negative information out there is government disinformation propaganda and doesn't fit the true data. Also nations who have backed off of drug war especially concerning marijuana have had much less related drug problems than the USA. In general per capita there is less use in countries where it's legal. No one source of information is going to prove this to anyone. It's a long process of looking at all the data and POVs something most politicians wouldn't dream of when it comes to this controversial topic. Many people take the moral high ground that a government of the people should stand against drugs. The truth is that we own our own bodies. The drug war is against civil liberty, immoral, fruitless, divisive and filled with corruption. *I support Ron Paul for President 2008* (Less)
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10, 07:11, 2008-04-21 16:12:17 Description: (Part 2 of 2) Hadn't seen this uploaded. 05-24 NORML Daily Audio Stash - Thursday, May 24, 2007. Pretty good interview. Note I don't even care for marijuana myself. But I know 90% of (More) (Part 2 of 2) Hadn't seen this uploaded. 05-24 NORML Daily Audio Stash - Thursday, May 24, 2007. Pretty good interview. Note I don't even care for marijuana myself. But I know 90% of marijuana negative information out there is government disinformation propaganda and doesn't fit the true data. Also nations who have backed off of drug war especially concerning marijuana have had much less related drug problems than the USA. In general per capita there is less use in countries where it's legal. No one source of information is going to prove this to anyone. It's a long process of looking at all the data and POVs something most politicians wouldn't dream of when it comes to this controversial topic. Many people take the moral high ground that a government of the people should stand against drugs. The truth is that we own our own bodies. The drug war is against civil liberty, immoral, fruitless, divisive and filled with corruption. (Less)
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24, 03:11, 2008-04-21 16:36:11 Description: Infamous Mobb Deep 2004 live in warshaw lyrics: Yeah... sending this one out... to my man Killa B No doubt indeed... with that weed... know what I'm saying? That old real shit... [Prodigy] (More) Infamous Mobb Deep 2004 live in warshaw lyrics: Yeah... sending this one out... to my man Killa B No doubt indeed... with that weed... know what I'm saying? That old real shit... [Prodigy] There's a war going on outside no man is safe from You can run but you can't hide forever from these, streets that we done took You walking with ya 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 cop's control They better have the riot gear ready trying 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 a mix of action if I'm not at home, puffing lye relaxing 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 mixing vodka and milk I'm going out blasting, taking my enemies with me and if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me Lord forgive me the Hennesey got me not knowing how to act I'm falling 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 Chorus: Yo, yo We living this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (we still living it) We living this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (Thug life, we still living it) We living this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (we still living it) We living this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong... (Thug life, we still living it) [Havoc] I'm trapped, in between two worlds, trying to make dough you know when the dough get low the jewels go But never that, as long as fiends smoke crack I be on the block hustling counting my stacks No doubt, watching my back and proceed with caution Five-ohs lurking, no time to get lost in -- the system brothers used to fake names to get out quick My brother did it and got bagged with two ounces I live a war where squads hit the block hard Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that messed me up God But things happen for a reason You find out who's the true peoples when you're up north bleeding You can't find a shorty to troop your bid with you Hit with a 2 to 4 it's difficult While on the streets I try to maintain Tight with my loot, the shorties like to run game Some brothers like to trick but I ain't on that tricking tip I'm like a Jew, saving dough so I can big whip Pushing a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet No matter how much loot I get I'm staying in the projects, forever Jakes on the blocks we out-clever If beef, we never seperate and pull together When worse comes to worst, my peoples come first Try to react and word is bond, get your feelings hurt My crew's all about loot, forget looking cute I'm strictly Timb boots and army certified suits Puffing L's, laid back, enjoying the smell In the Bridge, thumping I's, it ain't hard to tell You better realize Chorus: We living this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (we still living it) We living this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (Thug life, we still living it) We living this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (we still living it) We living this til the day that we die Survival of the fit only the strong survive (Thug life, we still living it) scroll down and join the discussion Look in the eyes and get wise Look alive, in ninety-five, word up Hypnotic Thug Life, get that ass paralyzed Know what I'm saying? Mobb Deep and all that... [Prodigy] I'm putting holes in ya body like ya bossing a party then drown your open sores with Bacardi Crazy as it seem, my mind is every thug's dream kill 'em clean and leave the murder weapon at the crime-scene I got a bag of tricks for all you wanna-be hard rock dicks and start running when my gun kicks Leaving niggas dead on arrival, and keeping it real is my means of survival I rise to the top while you fall on your face so coward-ass niggas just stay in ya place I won't lie... and I don't give a fuck if I die You can tell a real nigga by the look in his eye [Havoc] Mobb Deep, and we got that beef, but fuck it It goess with the territory, we stuck with it I admit, I didn't do it, the Glock did it I should've got a bid, but the case was acquitted You want a future with kids and a wife? I rather drop while I'm living the street life Get high like the motherfuckin champion Bust a cap in ya back and I stash the gun You better realize (Less)
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54, 04:47, 2008-04-22 09:17:21 Description: [Verse 1] Can you feel the speed comin The beat's hummin You need somethin to keep ya knees bucklin Keep frontin You'll be thuggin from these huntin on bees Scummin airin out these fuckin (More) [Verse 1] Can you feel the speed comin The beat's hummin You need somethin to keep ya knees bucklin Keep frontin You'll be thuggin from these huntin on bees Scummin airin out these fuckin emcees Puffin till breeze Somethin to each one of my words Is just suddenly stern and it's fun and you learn Through action not example That's exactly why I have to smack you Learn that *smacks* learn it again *smacks* got it now? Didn't ya know that Tonedeff could flow fast enough to mow Sonic down Well I'm on it's shot on ya senses Hoppin the fences could it be the one to get offended Or else is deaf or the nigga that pretended To the senses when I run, niggaz sense this Hell a brother better be servin avenges It's me either with this set of bentleys Then in down in left kill left with a horse here Probably gonna need a veterinary in a relentess Better get a move one You harlot you bonness you falls with blue balls You all really think it end little could just shove in a bill With you all and pretube all Naw like cause I done never heard of batman Scared of thinkin last stan Walkin in arabs to back dams Thinkin ya niggaz could get it quicker than a maniac Cuz bigger than a one chillin miss him like his flash can Can't stand these motherfuckers that can't rap Tonedeff could scan this shit while on a sand mass Fuck a chick and tell her pussycat now Yall niggaz are pretty confused cause you be chillin with a bat hat Practice while Stash kick your ass bitch Ya too average to consider some hash and the task Cause TV is real and the speed is just feedin me You fuckers acknowledge the speedy [Chorus] Do you feel the need for speed Indeed ya do we need ya to Clear the way to speed ya through Can you feel the velocity just hold tight Bare witness to what future emcees will flow like [Verse 2] You wacker than Ja Rule we fast and furious like Vin Diesel Ain't penetrates the papyrus my p-izz-eople Sookie sookie you rookie goodie goodie we been evil Fuck 101 told them I'll take ten people Now even up the odds cause you with your friend's people Style's been played like movies with ten sequels (Do you love hip hop?) Does Eminem offend people? So do we so absolutely nothin's what you showin me Totally magnificent what you want is insignificant In the big picture bitch nigga you so sensitive Gonna squirt some I hurt one or two persons For the first done you mommy's suckin the girth numb Beat it up and make her cum E F@mm makin you nerves run Wanna get the mic this curtains If you done like 'em and ya ear's done Blow me, hold me, hold that Mouthful of cock sauce and a ballsack You be eatin till I go wack That's never homie, know that [Chorus] - 2X [Verse 3] Say what you want but don't ever claim that you want it Stay in the closet and you'll sustain so much pain that you'll vomit Silent objects you never swallow like hollow organs You cough up dried esophagus knot to notches we're the marvelous too Then I'm part of the crew that came to astonish The plague is brolic, scrape ya face with abrasive cleanser Say that we're reigning comet things a promise You love her for real I just set up the kill And Substantial latches in that can which set ya head on the hill That's plenty for the world to see Everybody wanna get bazigga to the run to get the tour with me Score with these, they're for ya team ensure your dream And fuckin up the wizzer with a ball disease The problem's he's aborn of three But all I see do you breathe nothing but a corpse, see? You be lookin for a ride and the reason you dying in the blink of an eye then they all with me Hold ya screams in pickin up the flow from the court the king's in From Newport to Kingston and give you more defeats And wars than Norman eats complete with more dead soldiers meat And keep the order straight Sweepin me is more 'n vague than even orchestry They raise more pieces of you than your whore's abortion tapes(Oh that's great) Substantial why you rap so slow? I got asthma, give me a second *puff* let's see ya fuckin rap faster I'm stronger, harder, spit quicker, stronger Even my dick's bigger, longer In fact it sucks to be you, hoe what can we do? You're a weaker seeder postal boy Pussy eatin needs a hug Cause your pussy you stained cock I reek of stained twat, my speech is slain hot We weak? I think not, we lick in pink spots We drink the slain cops who were crooked The little crops that got a fuckin ticket Who spat on my dollars Then shout at these cowards last jaws By rippin the rap tours With a little or no audience Killed an acapella even flipped into accordions Not a battle rapper backpacker bitch smacker thug Just someone you can whoop yo ass Over rap and show you love So any further sleeping beneath is not recommended Will never be fame if you haven't already been refunded [Chorus] - 5X (Less)
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22, 06:37, 2008-04-22 09:23:25 Description: (Den Den talking) Yeah, sup Ro, sup Grace, this your boy Den Den To jump on this track with you boys, knowI'mtalkingbout It's all about the third baby, third coast, yeah I got this [Den (More) (Den Den talking) Yeah, sup Ro, sup Grace, this your boy Den Den To jump on this track with you boys, knowI'mtalkingbout It's all about the third baby, third coast, yeah I got this [Den Den] See I'm mentally ready, fuck those is testing me Progress is so sweet, ain't tripping with envy Slip and slide like a snake, pop up the world like a quake Mashing hard on the gas, with the coast on the plate Roll on cowards and busters, peeping them soldiers and hustlers Got an eye for them fuckers that trying P.H. with ?snorkels? Got a trunk full of clutches, blinding mine make you stutter I blow like a hurricane, so close all your shutters See I wants everything and everything I'm gone have Roll out my red carpet just to go to my stash Third coast, blind and shine like a brand new slab On my birthday, I'm throwing me a fortune on pad (Chorus) If you living shife, don't fuck with third coast These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast You could lose your life, don't fuck with third coast These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast [Grace] This how we ride in third, blow up serve, blow herb From lane to lane we grip the grain and 20's chop up the curb We popping flippers on sippers, hey those g's on the rise With bubble eyes and customized and chrome twenty inches wide Entertainment center be lit up, and all the trunks gone lift up Button rims they grip up, the talkers mouths gone zip up It's that time and here we come, third coast take a stand We drew it up and screwed them up and see went through with the plan Jumped in the mix with hundred bricks and now a mobbing gorilla You had to miss go get her, about the scrilla my nigga Stay loaded up and we ready, Box City working that jelly Burning more streets than pereddy, while cutting up like machetes No doubt screwed up candy paint, killer think straight drink Down here we swinging the tank, and every thought be bout bank I'ma be T from the S.U.C. pay dues got stripes that be ranks That boy G-R-A-C-E third ward born caught off game (Chorus - 2x) If you living shife, don't fuck with third coast These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast [Z-Ro] I done took a lot of losses now it's time to win No more signing dotted lines and I stay dollars spend I want convertible benz, with the blue bubble lens I'm worth a million off the corner when I'm pimping my pen See bubble gray is my choice, pearl white Rolls Royce Don't need no natural lemon tea I don't be training my voice I'm signed over by nature, suckers, punchers, simps and fakers A click full of back breakers and more in a studebaker The Mo City don, I wave a truck like it's a warrant Hit the ATM machine, ain't no need for me to pawn Cause I'm paid, my game sharper than a razor blade Bald faded and X-rated, my Gucci's is tailor made I bubble in the sauna as I smoke marijuana From Daytona to Arizona no longer on the corner World wide, I got to keep the dream alive Tupac and Biggie done died, so now they ready for the southside Top, dropping, body rocking the Fat Pat Dirty rats get splat when I pull out my black mac Cause it's over, the fat lady done sung the song From California to Rome, these hoes pussies stay warm And on to the Alamo Dome, then right back home Ain't no regular we hydro as 4 54 On the boards, be spinning flipping with yellow boned women Swimming in divid-ends cause I'm cold when I'm pimping (Chorus) If you living shife, don't fuck with third coast These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast You could lose your life, don't fuck with third coast These niggas can't fade third coast, These niggas can't fade third coast (Less)
Channel: youtubeTags: 3rd boy coast dat den dope grace guerilla h-town hip-hop houston maab streetrap texas the trae vs world z-ro zro
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19, 04:03, 2008-04-22 10:49:23 Description: This iz my 64 year old rappin' grandma's debut single (an original FINALLY) called "Heart Throbbin' Every Heartbeat". Tha track was written, produced and edited by me. Tha (More) This iz my 64 year old rappin' grandma's debut single (an original FINALLY) called "Heart Throbbin' Every Heartbeat". Tha track was written, produced and edited by me. Tha song and video were both completed today, April 13, 2008. Tha CD Single iz goin' on sale for $2.00 on Tuesday, April 15, 2008. It contains tha Single Version, Acapella, Instrumental, and Bonus Shout Outs. Here are tha lyrics. Hope ya'll like tha video/song! [ Intro ] Rappin' Granny in tha house!! [ Verse 1 ] Grandma Down The Block, creative like artwork in tha car street. / In tha dictionary, I'm defined as "heart throbbin' every heartbeat." / I'm defined that 'cause I blow people away... like a windy door. / Now who do you know that can drop a debut single at Age 64? / 768 months old wit very little gray hair! / Otha grandmas don't entertain while I play fair! / Controllin' souls and heartbeats iz what equals my popularity. / Online, I'm more popular than when dudes need to cop ten-a-key. / Yeah, don't look at me like I don't know what I'm talkin' 'bout playa. I lived a long life. / I used to smoke back in tha day, so lemme tell ya somethin': I smoked wit a strong pipe. / Nearly 2 decades I've been smokeless, so now I gotta do what it takes to stay healthy. / If I wasn't healthy, I wouldn't be rappin'. I do this for myself, don't you see? / [ Pre-Chorus ] NOW TELL ME!!!... Who gon respect a rappin' granny when they hit tha scene? / TELL ME!!!... Who got tha biggest attitude even tho I'm whiter than ice cream? / AND TELL ME!!!... What female keep tha block tha hottest on Long Island? / THA ANSWER IZ!!!... Me! And these are tha thingz that make people scream louder than a band: [ Hook ] A grandma rappin'... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. All over tha map and... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. People lovin' me... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. Haterz hatin' on me... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. Healthy at 64... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. Will neva be poor... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. Ain't no question... why I'm heart throbbin' every heartbeat. 'Cause I'm a blessing!!... and it heart throbs every heartbeat. [ Verse 2 ] I like to water my plants and go around tha world, ya know? / Wear some nice comfy pants and feel like a young girl, ya know? / What I talk, live, and dream has a positive respective, ya dig? / I really care for other people in a giving introspective, ya dig? / I work for electronic cables, so you know I shock people like a heart-attack. / I be rappin' from tha heart. My rhymes get stabbed into peoples' heads like a dart trap. / Italian descent, I smell like tha bread. / I don't break easily; I'm not someone's led. / I rule my city; call me tha Pope. / Florida, my future destination. It hot there like a dope stash of dope. / If you need to hit me up, hit me up on my first name minus tha "a". / That's tha celi for ya'll newbies. Get wit tha program, like your day for tha pay. / [ Pre-Chorus ] NOW TELL ME!!!... Who gon respect a rappin' granny when they hit tha scene? / TELL ME!!!... Who got tha biggest attitude even tho I'm whiter than ice cream? / AND TELL ME!!!... What female keep tha block tha hottest on Long Island? / THA ANSWER IZ!!!... Me! And these are tha thingz that make people scream louder than a band: [ Hook ] A grandma rappin'... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. All over tha map and... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. People lovin' me... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. Haterz hatin' on me... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. Healthy at 64... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. Will neva be poor... it's heart throbbin' every heartbeat. Ain't no question... why I'm heart throbbin' every heartbeat. 'Cause I'm a blessing!!... and it heart throbs every heartbeat. [ Ending ] Livin' tha positive life... all tha time! / I listen to Mary J. Blige... when she tells me to be "just fine." / I have a soul 'bout tha size of a moose, and a heart 'bout tha size of a humongous ton. / I will do my thing, like that dude Juice, and I'm somethin' cool like that dude Jewison. / Shouts out to dem boyz Rosco & Tristen too. They keep it real like a non-fiction bear. / FrankieThaLuckyDog, my grandson, iz tha hardest workin' dude. He makes mo' green than tha size of a pear. / Once again, I'm Grandma Down The Block, creative like artwork in tha car street. / In tha dictionary, I'm defined as "heart throbbin' every heartbeat." [ Credits ] Written by FrankieThaLuckyDog Produced by FrankieThaLuckyDog Music video directed & edited by FrankieThaLuckyDog Vocals by Grandma Down The Block Lyrics were written on February 15, 20, 21, 25, and March 1, 2008. Song created on April 13, 2008 @ 12:41 AM Video created on April 13, 2008 @ 10:41 PM http://www.myspace.com/frankiethaluckydogmusic (Less)
Channel: youtubeTags: 64 Every FrankieThaLuckyDog grandma Heart Heartbeat Hip Hip-Hop Hop old Rap rappin rapping Throbbin Urban year
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17, 04:25, 2008-03-07 03:36:07 Description: tupac-to live and in LA
[Dominique] Street Science, you're on the air [static]
What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one? [static]
[Man responds] I love Tupac's (More) tupac-to live and in LA
[Dominique] Street Science, you're on the air [static]
What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one? [static]
[Man responds] I love Tupac's new record [static]
[Dominique]
Right, but don't you feel like that creates [static]
a tension between East and West? [static]
He's talking about killing people [static]
I had sex with your wife and not in those words [static]
but he's talking about I wanna see you deceased [static]
[Intro: Makaveli]
No doubt... to live and die in LA
California -- what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only place for me that never rains in the sun
and everybody got love
[Verse One: Makaveli]
To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggaz hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it
Everybody got they own thang, currency chasing
Worldwide through the hard times, warrior faces
Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it
Nigga got smoked by a fiend, trying to floss on him
Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lesson
Court cases keep me guessing, plea bargain
ain't an option now, so I'm stressing, cost me more
to be free than a life in the pen
Making money off of cuss words, writing again
Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen
Late night down Sunset liking the scene
What's the worst they could do to a nigga got me lost in hell
To live and die in LA on bail, my angel sing
[Chorus: Val Young]
To live and die in LA, it's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see
[repeat 2X]
[Verse Two: Makaveli]
It's the, City of Angels and constant danger
South Central LA, can't get no stranger
Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb
Watching the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe
So many niggaz getting three strikes, tossed in jail
I swear the pen the right across from hell, I can't cry
Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now
Living life Thug style, so I can't smile
Writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures
Thinking Cali just fun and bitches, hahaha
Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's
All them other niggaz copycats, these is G's
I love Cali like I love woman
Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of Thug in him
We might fight among each other, but I promise you this
We'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed
To live and die in LA
(Let my angel sing)
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Makaveli]
Cause would it be LA without Mexicans?
Black love brown pride and the sets again
Pete Wilson trying to see us all broke, I'm on some bullshit
Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY
Weekends, Crenshaw -- MLK
Automatics rang free, niggaz lost they way
Gang signs being showed, nigga love your hood
But recognize and it's all good, where the weed at?
Niggaz getting shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this muhfucka perved out, M.O.B.
Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex, wit a ounce to burn
Got them Watts niggaz with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the stash left the rest for me
Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, Punchy too
Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you
I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hoping it pay
Getting high watching time fly, to live and die in LA
(Let my angel sing)
[Chorus]
[Outro: Makaveli]
This go out for 92.3, and 106
All the radio stations that be bumping my shit
Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum, hehe
This go out to all the magazines that supported me
All the real motherfuckers
All the stores, the mom and pop spots
A&R people, all y'all motherfuckers
LA, California Love part motherfucking Two
Without gay ass Dre (Less)
Channel: youtubeTags: 2pac Angeles blatine bloods coast crips day hip-hop hot Los rap seven summer theory tupac west
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