Rap Lines That You've Always Wanted to Bring to Life

[Groanman]

Handcuffed in back of a bus
40 of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff



~that's some real shyt that real ngas go through every damn day

 

[Max Power]

Hello to all, LO it all
LO the hat, shirt, pants, LO the drawers
LO the socks then LO the boots
It's horses in the V too, I guess you say we LO'd the coupe
VROOM! I'm a horseman for real my nikka
I cops out like I made a deal my nikka

 

[Artificial Intelligence]

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[Artificial Intelligence]

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[↓R↑LYB]

There's been so many times I've closed my eyes and been like listening to this song

At times I window watch out the Marriott, zoning on owning co-ops,
Foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots of scotch
Formulating up plots to escape from Salems lot cuz its scorching hot
Making it hard trying to figure who's out to trap me, Pataki
Got all kinds of undercovers coming at me,
Perhaps he won't be happy, til they snatch me
And place me where half us blacks be, sitting in Catsaki
But never me, see, my destiny ta be forever free
In ecstasy, on a hill that awaits for me
So plus, just to visualize is like a coke rush
Vivid enough to make living this a must, plus this is real

No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubberbands
I'm a recovered man, our plans to discover other lands
Suburban places got me seeking for oasis,
Cristal by the cases, ladies of all races with dime faces
Sex on the white sand beaches of Saint Thomas, though this ain't promised
I'm as determined as them old timers
I wanna villa in a Costa Rica, so I can smoke my reefer
And enjoy how life supposed to treat ya
Laid in the shades of the everglades, finally forever paid,
Wearing the finest fabrics tailors ever made
Me and my team, Carribean Cuisine
I guess being down for so long I'm all in store to see my dreams

 

[↓R↑LYB]

I hope to see this one come true in my lifetime

Imagine Ghana like California with Sunset Boulevard
Johannesburg would be Miami
Somalia like New York
With the most pretty light the nuffest pretty car
Ever New Year the African Times Square lock-off
Imagine Lagos like Las Vegas the ballers dem a ball
Angola like Atlanta a pure plane take off
Bush Gardens inna Mali
Chicago inna Chad
Magic Kingdom inna Egypt
Philadelphia in Sudan
The Congo like Colorado
Fort Knox inna Gabon
People living in Morocco like the state of Oregon
Algeria warmer than Arizona bring your sun lotion
Early morning class of Yoga on the beach in Senegal
Ethiopia the capitol fi di Congression
A deh so I belong a deh di The King come from
I can see us all in limos Jaguars and Bimmas
Riding on the King's Highway

 

[Sad Bunny]

you look so good i'd suck yo daddy's dikk

 

[IronFist]

Handcuffed in back of a bus
40 of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff



~that's some real shyt that real ngas go through every damn day

Deck The unsung hero of The Wu

 

[chuckifubuck]

Had a starting 5 with a bench on the side so for every bytch a got she got a chick on the side

 

[you're NOT "n!ggas"]

this entire verse is worth reading


(saturated with negative images and a limited range of
Possibilities is strange...)

And its sad cuz that naturally do
Sort of condition your mind and over time
That's whats attractive to you
So young blacks don't see themselves in
Scholastic pursuits
Or the more practical routes
Its makin tracks or its hoops
Or God-forbid movin packs for the loot
Even with this music we so limited - its rap or produce
And that narrow conception of whats black isn't true
Of course, still we feel forced to adapt to this view
Like theres something that youre havin to prove
Now add that to the slew
Of justification the capitalists use
For the new blaxploitation
Many actions excused
In the name of getting cash
That's adversely impactin our youth
With mental slavery, the shackles is loose
And its hard to cut chains when they attached at the roots
So what the new black activists do
For our freedom is just being them
Do what you're passionate to
Not confined by a sense that you have to disprove
Any stereotypes, so-called facts to refute
Or match any image of blackness
They've established as true
Perhaps we'll break thru the glass ceilings
Shatter the roof and emerge
From these boxes that they have us in cooped
And grow to smash the mold that they casted of you
I'll keep watching...

 

[Raava]

If Heaven was a mile away
And you could ride by the gates
Would you try to run inside when it opens would you try to die today?
Would you pray louder finally believing His power?
Even if you couldn't see, but you could feel would you still doubt him?
How would you start acting?
Would you try to put the ki's down?
Thinking every drug sell that you make in the streets He can see now
Would a fiend even want to get high, would he stop smoking?
If he knew on his own two feet he could just stroll in
To get away and escape from the craziness
And I bet you there's a Heaven for an atheist
It's hard taking this
Racist planet where they take another brother in a handcuff -Nas

 

[Ermias]

If Heaven was a mile away
And you could ride by the gates
Would you try to run inside when it opens would you try to die today?
Would you pray louder finally believing His power?
Even if you couldn't see, but you could feel would you still doubt him?
How would you start acting?
Would you try to put the ki's down?
Thinking every drug sell that you make in the streets He can see now
Would a fiend even want to get high, would he stop smoking?
If he knew on his own two feet he could just stroll in
To get away and escape from the craziness
And I bet you there's a Heaven for an atheist
It's hard taking this
Racist planet where they take another brother in a handcuff -Nas

 

[Raava]