It's Impressive How Lil Wayne Has Reinvented Himself Multiple Times
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Evil Grandson
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While Jay and Nas regressed lyrically, Wayne is one of the few rappers to improve 20 years later
truly the goat
anyone who argues against it is delusional :waynewtf:
anyone who argues against it is delusional :waynewtf:
Fanservice
Bih call me senpai
The mixtape run before the carter 3 dropped was wayne at his best musically imo. He’s been a huge disappointment since then
cartierhoe
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There was a point in time when every song featured Wayne, and he'd kill every single one of those verses
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"Hate a hater for hatin? Nah, something I never do, I hate too, constant hatin is something I been thru, but let me set it straight, I hate in a eviler way, wishing death on like 150 people a day."
fukk Wayne. Everybody dies, I just wish he dies sooner. Call the cops.
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Whoever reported me is a little bytch. Why? Cuz I said I hope your favorite rapper dies? So what? fukk him, he doesn't post on this site. I didn't wish death on any coli posters. Just Wayne. I hope he does die. I don't give a fukk. Soft asses telling me I shouldn't wish death on nobody, when half of this board, myself included wish death on George Zimmerman daily.
Point being... ain't nothin wrong with wishing death on people. Committing the act of killing is a whole other story, but saying you want someone to die... what's wrong with that?
Point being... ain't nothin wrong with wishing death on people. Committing the act of killing is a whole other story, but saying you want someone to die... what's wrong with that?
fakkit
It’s why he’s the G.O.A.T. Southern rapper and a top 10 rapper of All-Time
How can one dimensional ass Pusha be better than Wayne. Wayne even excelled at the dope boy stuff on Tha Carter and Tha Carter II.
All his styles is also why he’s so influential. You got rappers influenced by different versions of the same rapper.
Lol Wayne top 2 bro. Only person over Wayne is PAC imo
Tunechi, you a monster
Looked in the mirror, but you wasn't there, I couldn't find ya
I'm lookin' for that big, old smile, full of diamonds
Instead, I found this letter you ain't finished writin'
It read, "I'm sorry for even apologizing"
I tried, compromising and went kamikaze
I found my momma's pistol where she always hide it
I cry, put it to my head and thought about it
Nobody was home to stop me, so I called my auntie
Hung up, then put the gun up to my heart and pondered
Too much was on my conscience to be smart about it
Too torn apart about it, I aim where my heart was pounding
I shot it, and I woke up with blood all around me
It's mine, I didn't die, but as I was dying
God came to my side and we talked about it
He sold me another life and he made a prophet
Looked in the mirror, but you wasn't there, I couldn't find ya
I'm lookin' for that big, old smile, full of diamonds
Instead, I found this letter you ain't finished writin'
It read, "I'm sorry for even apologizing"
I tried, compromising and went kamikaze
I found my momma's pistol where she always hide it
I cry, put it to my head and thought about it
Nobody was home to stop me, so I called my auntie
Hung up, then put the gun up to my heart and pondered
Too much was on my conscience to be smart about it
Too torn apart about it, I aim where my heart was pounding
I shot it, and I woke up with blood all around me
It's mine, I didn't die, but as I was dying
God came to my side and we talked about it
He sold me another life and he made a prophet
why tho? what he do to you?
GetRichOrDieTryin
Superstar
goatTunechi, you a monster
Looked in the mirror, but you wasn't there, I couldn't find ya
I'm lookin' for that big, old smile, full of diamonds
Instead, I found this letter you ain't finished writin'
It read, "I'm sorry for even apologizing"
I tried, compromising and went kamikaze
I found my momma's pistol where she always hide it
I cry, put it to my head and thought about it
Nobody was home to stop me, so I called my auntie
Hung up, then put the gun up to my heart and pondered
Too much was on my conscience to be smart about it
Too torn apart about it, I aim where my heart was pounding
I shot it, and I woke up with blood all around me
It's mine, I didn't die, but as I was dying
God came to my side and we talked about it
He sold me another life and he made a prophet
He is a white person and he hates black people