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I'm sure this one's been mentioned before but anyway, its a classic:''But 50 you gon' got shot again. By the M-U-R-E-D-R Inc!'' - Ja Rule, ''Loose Change''Damn, forget trying to write decent raps this dude needs to go back and practice his spelling. If you're gonna shout out your own record label at least do it right! Plus, pretty much anything Snoop ends with ''izzle'' these days is near impossible to understand - or just plain annoying. Here's a particular example from the track 'Fucc That' off of '...Chuuch' Vol.2:''Dizzle, fizzle my nizzle. Its off the hizzle. Yes indizzle Snoop's the shizzle'' or something similar anyway...
Common Sense from invocation "I feel Mexican hip hop is my garden" OK, what the fuck does that mean?J-Ro from "Make Room" "I smoke a gang of liquor, I drink a gang of boom"It looks like he got some things mixed up.Snoop from "Ain't no Fun"As the sun rotates and my game grows biggerSnoop, don't you mean "when the earth rotates"? Yeah technically the sun does rotate but Snoop just fucked up here.Canibus from 2nd Round Knockout"Well let me tell you something, you might got more cash than meBut you ain't got the skills to eat a nigga's ass like me"Canibus just dissed himself instead of LL right there. So he likes to toss other men's salad huh? Sick fuck.WC from Wet Dreams"And tied to this car it was Officer Colonel Colin Powell"Uhh, Colin Powell was a general. A good song nonetheless.
Commons was strange,but C-Bus was funny as hell!
Quote from: PhantomChild on March 02, 2004, 08:19:56 PMCommons was strange,but C-Bus was funny as hell! how is commons strange? he made a joke
I hope that was the old Common!
Envisioning the hereafter, listenin to Steve WonderOn a Quest for Love like the Proceed drummerI strike like lightning and don't need thunderInhale imagination and breathe wonderThat's your lady, I used to run up in her and G weed from herIt's a cold world and niggaz need summerAt times my going forward seems like retreat As I rewrite rhyme after rhyme and throw away beatsGrowing into my britches, outgrowing the streetsThere's a thin line between war and peace, whores and jeepsIgnore MCs like beeps, scribblin freedom on pagesMy third eye is like pink eye, seemin contagiousRedeemin the ancients with ageless rhyme jargonI feel Mexican, hip hop is my gardenDon't give a fuck where you chartin, certain shit I can't honorIt ain't that you sellin, it's your karmaRappers I monitor like a chaperone, you large and haven't grownPoetically perform fly-bys, another rapper goneThe stage becomes a catacomb, I rap like a mummyNot for the money, I could have sampled Diana Ross a long time agoMy mind of flow is like motor key 20Youngblood said he had dimes, I prayed that he see twentyHollerin at the brothers, either you gon be a thug or a manFlip drugs and get land, I can see my man RashadAs he described how the bucks hit himAnd said slugs was still stuck in him, when it rained, it fucked wit himThis bucket interrupt wisdom and asked when my album was cominI said it's hereIt's here (*echoed*)