JayBaldacci
All Star
Nas, big, jay, prodigy, rae and ghost easily over pac in this category
Pac had the GOAT opening bars..Agree??
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Youngblood Priest
Atl baby
Homie died in my arms wit his brain hanging, fukked up/i had to tell em that its alright/thats a lie/and he knew it when he shook ane died/ my god
"So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars
This life as a rap star is nothin without heart..."
This life as a rap star is nothin without heart..."
Nomad1
Tupac KONY and GOAT
"The only way to change me is maybe blow my brains out
Stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out"
Im
with all these sensitive ass nikkas like "bububut biggie, nas, and Punching bag P have the goat intros 
" Pac has dozens upon dozens quotable intros that make it to the top. Oh 
shamwow that fakkit is always in Pac threads dikkriding biggie 
Stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out"
Im
with all these sensitive ass nikkas like "bububut biggie, nas, and Punching bag P have the goat intros " Pac has dozens upon dozens quotable intros that make it to the top. Oh shamwow that fakkit is always in Pac threads dikkriding biggie theoretic
All Star
born thuggin, heartless and mean muggin, 16 on the scene watchin FIIIIENDS buggin 
back to get rec, all respect to those who break they neck to keep they hoes in check
can you picture my prophesy? stress in the city, the cops is hot for me, the projects is full of bullets, though bodies is droppin there's no stoppin me
i wake up early in the mornin, mindstate so military, suckas fantasize of pictures of a young brotha buried. was it meeeee? the weed or this life I lead? if daytime is for suckas, then tonight we breathe
Lord have mercy, Father help us all, since you supplied yo phone number I can't help but call
i was raised.. a little young nikka doin bad shyt, talked much shyt cuz I never haaad shyt
back to get rec, all respect to those who break they neck to keep they hoes in check
can you picture my prophesy? stress in the city, the cops is hot for me, the projects is full of bullets, though bodies is droppin there's no stoppin me
i wake up early in the mornin, mindstate so military, suckas fantasize of pictures of a young brotha buried. was it meeeee? the weed or this life I lead? if daytime is for suckas, then tonight we breathe
Lord have mercy, Father help us all, since you supplied yo phone number I can't help but call
i was raised.. a little young nikka doin bad shyt, talked much shyt cuz I never haaad shyt
didn't you read the title didn't know you had to put "appreciation" on their thread
Big Mel
@bigboss
They say p*ssy and paper is poetry power and pistols
If OP was to make a statement, he would not have added "agreed?" in thread title. Thread is therefore open for suggestions from other artists but you call them peoples (myself) out for doing the very thing?didn't you read the title didn't know you had to put "appreciation" on their thread
I think DMX can be in this discussion too
Burning in hell but don't deserve to be/got nikkas I don't even know that wanna murder me/just because they heard of me
I sold my soul to the devil and the price was cheap/and yo its cold on this level cuz its twice as deep/
Now I am is who I be until I die, either accept it or don't fukk wit it/but if we gon be dogs, then you stuck wit it/let me go my way, but walk wit me/see what I see, watch me then talk wit me/
There's a lot of shyt that I let slide, cuz its out of my hands/a lot of nikkas I let ride, but its not in my plans
What must I to through to show you shyt is real/and I ain't really never gave a fukk how nikkas feel/
Why is it every move I make turns out to be a bad one?/where's my guardian angel? Need one wish I had one/
Take it for what its worth, my birth was a blessing/ sent to live and die on earth as a lesson
Burning in hell but don't deserve to be/got nikkas I don't even know that wanna murder me/just because they heard of me
I sold my soul to the devil and the price was cheap/and yo its cold on this level cuz its twice as deep/
Now I am is who I be until I die, either accept it or don't fukk wit it/but if we gon be dogs, then you stuck wit it/let me go my way, but walk wit me/see what I see, watch me then talk wit me/
There's a lot of shyt that I let slide, cuz its out of my hands/a lot of nikkas I let ride, but its not in my plans
What must I to through to show you shyt is real/and I ain't really never gave a fukk how nikkas feel/
Why is it every move I make turns out to be a bad one?/where's my guardian angel? Need one wish I had one/
Take it for what its worth, my birth was a blessing/ sent to live and die on earth as a lesson
stop now
sure... go on
started off, with running from cops, duck and hide from helicopters.
we open fire who could stop us? living the life of trife juveniles hoping for rikers
getting 25 to life, if the judge don't like us
we open fire who could stop us? living the life of trife juveniles hoping for rikers
getting 25 to life, if the judge don't like us