Appreciate your GOAT nikka
Happy Birthday to the GOD MC
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Appreciate your GOAT nikka
'Lando
"My team in the marine-blue, Six Coupe"
i thought biggies birthday was in may
'Lando
"My team in the marine-blue, Six Coupe"
i thought biggies birthday was in may
They both GOATs. So are Jay, KRS, Nas, etc...a lot fit in the category
'Lando
"My team in the marine-blue, Six Coupe"
well im glad, cause this means we at least agree on one thing
It's also Rick Ross and J. Cole birthday...but who cares
No doubt! Happy birthday!
Top 3 of All Time
Disclaimer: you can't have Nas, Biggie, Jay z without a Rakim or Scarface. The outrank all MC's because they truly fathered later styles.
1. Rakim - Godfather of the complex lyrical style
2. Scarface - Godfather of deep & emotional gangster rap and tight lyrics
3. NaS - perfect combination of both plus consciousness
Top 3 of All Time
Disclaimer: you can't have Nas, Biggie, Jay z without a Rakim or Scarface. The outrank all MC's because they truly fathered later styles.
1. Rakim - Godfather of the complex lyrical style
2. Scarface - Godfather of deep & emotional gangster rap and tight lyrics
3. NaS - perfect combination of both plus consciousness
to the Immortal
eerieBell
All Star
No time to sip Mo's with hostess, never mind what the total gross is
I rip shows, stay focused, and split cheese, with soldiers
While you hit trees and coast I spit flows that be ferocious
And with these explosives, I split seas for Moses
Shine permanently only my mind's concernin me
Fire burns in me eternally time's eternity
Followers turn on me they'll be in a mental infirmary
Determinely advance technology better than Germany
Since the first days you know of, till the last days is over
I was always the flow-er, I made waves for Noah
From a compound, to the anatomy, to the breakdown of a atom
Some of my rap patterns, still surround Saturn
From the ancient hieroglyphics, to graffiti painted pictures
I study I know the scriptures but nowaday ain't it vicious
Date back I go beyond, check the holy Qu'ran
To speeches at the autobahn, now we get our party on
So being benificent, I bless em with dialogue
They expectin the next testament, by the God
I roam through battlezones with chrome for chaperone
Blast beat with saxophones one of the baddest rappers known
Every country city and borough, sidestreet and ghetto
Isle and alley and meadow, theories thorough enough to echo
When it was one mass of land, with one nash' of man
And the whole mass was ran under one master plan
Since the world's metamorphis, and the plan is kept in orbit
Turntables we spin awkward but needles never skip off it
Rhythms we expressin similar to our ancestors
It'll answer your questions if you understand the message
From the days of the slave choppers, to the new age of prophets
As heavy as hip-hop is I'm always ready to drop it
From the mind which is one of Allah's best designs
And mines'll stand the test of time, when I rhyme
I rip shows, stay focused, and split cheese, with soldiers
While you hit trees and coast I spit flows that be ferocious
And with these explosives, I split seas for Moses
Shine permanently only my mind's concernin me
Fire burns in me eternally time's eternity
Followers turn on me they'll be in a mental infirmary
Determinely advance technology better than Germany
Since the first days you know of, till the last days is over
I was always the flow-er, I made waves for Noah
From a compound, to the anatomy, to the breakdown of a atom
Some of my rap patterns, still surround Saturn
From the ancient hieroglyphics, to graffiti painted pictures
I study I know the scriptures but nowaday ain't it vicious
Date back I go beyond, check the holy Qu'ran
To speeches at the autobahn, now we get our party on
So being benificent, I bless em with dialogue
They expectin the next testament, by the God
I roam through battlezones with chrome for chaperone
Blast beat with saxophones one of the baddest rappers known
Every country city and borough, sidestreet and ghetto
Isle and alley and meadow, theories thorough enough to echo
When it was one mass of land, with one nash' of man
And the whole mass was ran under one master plan
Since the world's metamorphis, and the plan is kept in orbit
Turntables we spin awkward but needles never skip off it
Rhythms we expressin similar to our ancestors
It'll answer your questions if you understand the message
From the days of the slave choppers, to the new age of prophets
As heavy as hip-hop is I'm always ready to drop it
From the mind which is one of Allah's best designs
And mines'll stand the test of time, when I rhyme
THE GOD
'Lando
"My team in the marine-blue, Six Coupe"
average male jay stan
average male jay stan
i see what you did there