Grand_Verbalizer
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HollywoodP
#LongLive24 #TMC, Lakeshow, ASU, Fukk Jerry Jones
HollywoodP
#LongLive24 #TMC, Lakeshow, ASU, Fukk Jerry Jones
Nas 1st verse on here
2ATMsYouSteppinOrWhat
Superstar
Bloodshot red eyes, high, yellow envelopes of lye
Opening cigars, let tobacco fly
Opening cigars, let tobacco fly
And my chest shows what a flirt
Halle Berry blew a kiss at the Barbara Streisand concert
everybody watch the red carpet entrance
cameras flashing, just to think that was yesterdays actions.
Halle Berry blew a kiss at the Barbara Streisand concert
everybody watch the red carpet entrance
cameras flashing, just to think that was yesterdays actions.
Grand_Verbalizer
All Star
I've seen more than a few posts talking about so & so is poetic but not lyrical or a good storyteller but not a lyricist, to me that shyt is flat out STUPID.
Any more quotables ?
Any more quotables ?
Whips-n-Chains
Chi
I can't think off top but I know Rae & Ghost get mad descriptive of settings and characters in their stories.
GZA on liquid swords too was descriptive af
Nas on Shootouts, both verses really paint the picture
GZA on liquid swords too was descriptive af
Nas on Shootouts, both verses really paint the picture
Grand_Verbalizer
All Star
A certain GZA line came to mind when making this thread actually
Whips-n-Chains
Chi
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ReasonableMatic
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It was the night before New Year’s
And all through the fukking projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a TEC
Outsiders were stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs were there
You know hoods, robbers, snipers new in sight
FUKK blue and white
They escape before they flash the fukkin lights
Gunshots, shatter 1st-floor window panes
Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice game
Whether pro-calisthenic, any style you set it
Beat nikkas toothless, physically cut up like gooses
But with iron on the sides, thugs took no excuses
Therefore, your 52 handblocks was USELESS
Links was snatched off necks, left scars on throats
Jackets took, after bullet rips through coats
Against those, who felt the cold from the steel made ‘em fold
And squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his grill
Construction worker, who was caught for his bomber
No time to swing the hammer that was hanging from his farmers
- GZA (Cold World)
Liquid Swords is a fukkin MOVIE brehs!!!
And all through the fukking projects
Not a handgun was silent, not even a TEC
Outsiders were stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs were there
You know hoods, robbers, snipers new in sight
FUKK blue and white
They escape before they flash the fukkin lights
Gunshots, shatter 1st-floor window panes
Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice game
Whether pro-calisthenic, any style you set it
Beat nikkas toothless, physically cut up like gooses
But with iron on the sides, thugs took no excuses
Therefore, your 52 handblocks was USELESS
Links was snatched off necks, left scars on throats
Jackets took, after bullet rips through coats
Against those, who felt the cold from the steel made ‘em fold
And squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his grill
Construction worker, who was caught for his bomber
No time to swing the hammer that was hanging from his farmers
- GZA (Cold World)
Liquid Swords is a fukkin MOVIE brehs!!!
ReasonableMatic
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His Glock clicks,
like high-heeled shoes on parquet floors
Mad sick,
stand on hills and invade wars
Filthy foul, shovelling dirt, he's out to hurt
For instance,
chop off hands, attack worth
His idols would lock down airports and extort
Some import,
catching ten percent of what the fiends snort
Up in the ski resorts, up in hills
They move keys and had the skis
making drops on snowmobiles
The plan was to expand,
catch seven figures, release triggers
And live large and bigger than my nikka
Who promised his moms
a mansion with mad room
She died
and he STILL put a 100 grand in her tomb
Open wounds, he hid behind closed doors
And still organizes crime and drug wars..
- GZA (Gold)
GZA is Kerry James Marshall with the pen
like high-heeled shoes on parquet floors
Mad sick,
stand on hills and invade wars
Filthy foul, shovelling dirt, he's out to hurt
For instance,
chop off hands, attack worth
His idols would lock down airports and extort
Some import,
catching ten percent of what the fiends snort
Up in the ski resorts, up in hills
They move keys and had the skis
making drops on snowmobiles
The plan was to expand,
catch seven figures, release triggers
And live large and bigger than my nikka
Who promised his moms
a mansion with mad room
She died
and he STILL put a 100 grand in her tomb
Open wounds, he hid behind closed doors
And still organizes crime and drug wars..
- GZA (Gold)
GZA is Kerry James Marshall with the pen
KP always amazing imagery
It’s like I went to Shakespeare graveyard, punched in the dirt
break through his casket, grab on his shirt
pull him back to the earth
put on his jacket, took on his accent to spit a verse
started rapping with a sick sinister smirk
took his skeleton and melted him
cold nights, end the season with my hellish pen
the devil’s den, murder of crows in flight,
over this cold yellow skin
angels and demons impaled in my lens
women screaming, vivid scenes,
all my picture screens call me immortal
the hunter hunger, under fire, thunder,
eyes of slumber, rhymes of wonder, magic,
under earth right like you strike matches
brung a curse, among the first, rapping
It’s like I went to Shakespeare graveyard, punched in the dirt
break through his casket, grab on his shirt
pull him back to the earth
put on his jacket, took on his accent to spit a verse
started rapping with a sick sinister smirk
took his skeleton and melted him
cold nights, end the season with my hellish pen
the devil’s den, murder of crows in flight,
over this cold yellow skin
angels and demons impaled in my lens
women screaming, vivid scenes,
all my picture screens call me immortal
the hunter hunger, under fire, thunder,
eyes of slumber, rhymes of wonder, magic,
under earth right like you strike matches
brung a curse, among the first, rapping
Whips-n-Chains
Chi
His Glock clicks,
like high-heeled shoes on parquet floors
Mad sick,
stand on hills and invade wars
Filthy foul, shovelling dirt, he's out to hurt
For instance,
chop off hands, attack worth
His idols would lock down airports and extort
Some import,
catching ten percent of what the fiends snort
Up in the ski resorts, up in hills
They move keys and had the skis making drops on snowmobiles
The plan was to expand,
catch seven figures, release triggers
And live large and bigger than my nikka
Who promised his moms
a mansion with mad room
She died
and he STILL put a 100 grand in her tomb
Open wounds, he hid behind closed doors
And still organizes crime and drug wars..
- GZA (Gold)
GZA is Kerry James Marshall with the pen
Gold might be my favorite song on the album.
Just paints the picture perfectly
I'm deep down in the back streets, in the heart of Medina
About to set off something more deep than a misdemeanor
Under the subway, waiting for the train to make noise
So I can blast a nikka and his boys, for what?
He pushed up on the block and made the dope sales drop
Like the crash in the Dow Jones stock
I had a connect to cross-sales, to catch more mill's
Than ho-bytches got birth control pills
I'm in the park setting up a deal over blunt fire
Bum nikka sleeping on the bench, they had him wired
Peeped my convo, the address of my condo
And how I changed a nikka name to John Doe
And while we set up camp, we got vamped
Put the stake through his heart, I ripped his fukking fangs apart
Snake got smoked on the set like Brandon Lee
Blown out the frame like Pan Am Flight 103
He got swung on, his lungs was torn
A kingpin just castled with his rook and lost a pawn
A regular on the block that played lookout
For playing predator with a Glock, he should have took out
Grand_Verbalizer
All Star
I wanted to rep whoever quoted it but it's that:
He set bombs in bottles of champagne
And when n****s popped the cork, n****s lost half they brains
