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DUBCC - Tha Connection => West Coast Classics => Topic started by: 187Proof on April 05, 2008, 02:59:51 PM
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Just off the top of my head, the way I would pursuede someone that Kurupt was a real BEAST on the mic would be to have them listen to "Callin' Out Names".
If you were choppin it up with someone and they were doubting Kurupt's lyrical abilities, what track would you recommend they listen to, to prove them wrong?
[Intro]
Sup Fred?
Gangsta shit
West Coast...
[Verse One]
Niggas with hepatitis
Unauthorized hard-to-move arthritis
Infected selected neglected ejected
And next time ya hit the West
You could best believe, believe the best, mothaFUCK the rest
What you supposed to be snatchin'?
You comin' to a world of punctured hearts and jackin'
Lethal illegal overseein' the [??] be like seagulls
Balls in ya jaws on the hunt like bald eagles
The end of the sequel
I'm the milli-mac and the strong-end and nigga to blame you
And I'mma start callin' ya'll bitch niggas by name:
Mothafuck D
Mothafuck M
Only X I know is Xzibit or RBX
Extraordinary, trynna snatch my bitch
You can have the bitch, two bitches gettin' rich
Just to come to the West Coast and get stripped down
Beat to death and stripped, all over a bitch
Now it's 50 MC's that ain't worth shit
Get ya ass kicked 50 times, beat to 10 cent
I love New York, but the niggas that represent, ya'll ain't shit New York
They actin' like a bitch New York
Buckshot, Noreaga, Jigga - cool
Canibus, Wu-Tang, my niggas - cool
Def Squad and DefJam, but fuck Ja Rule
Irv Gotti I can't wait for Raekwon to break fool
Trynna sign Daz, nigga Daz �ll sign you
And when you hit the West, this is what we gon' do:
Get ya'll niggas, slap ya'll niggas like bitches
Dippin' through the �hood on switches
I just bought me a Cadillac last week
Wit' a new bitch since my old bitch tweaked
Naw homeboy, the game just ain't the same
If you wanna know, Kurupt said it, and I'm Callin' Out Names
[Break]
*scratching* "Never did like him"
"You know what?" *scratching* "Fuck, fuck, fuck all ya'll"
[Chorus: Kurupt, (Xzibit), ]
"It's for my niggas and my bitches,
my bitches and all my niggas, my niggas and
my bitches, my bitches and all my niggaaaass!"
Callin' Out Names!
(Now if it wasn't for the West,
these rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest)
(Now if it wasn't for the West,
these rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest)
[Verse 2]
I don't give a fuck
Catch me in da �hood all blue Chucks, gangbanged the fuck out Cuz
Only thing I like that Ryde Ruff is Eve
And all the rest of ya'll niggas who Ryde Ruff get these
I'mma tell you one mo' time and I won't say it again
Kurupt said it mothafucka from beginnin' to end
You salamander-ass caterpillar-ass mothafucka
Fake-ass busta-ass fake killa mothafucka
If it wasn't for the West,
these rap niggas wouldn't need a vest for they chest
Quoted from a fucka homie X
The Lox ya'll my mothafuckas, can't forget ya'll
And that's spoken on from the mothafuckin Dogg
All the rest of ya'll, tell ya like this
Eat a fat dick bitch
I'm Callin Out Names!
[Break]
Fuck Ruff Ryder
Fuck The Firm
Fuck Belly
Kurupt says fuck �em
[Chorus]
Nigga, now if I didn't say yo name, then this ain't for you
But if you try to speak then I'mma peel the paint for you
I cause brain tumors, thinkin' of a thought to think
Lettin' off caliber's �til the chamber need to be changed
Empty out, simply don't tempt me,
I empty out until everything in this mothafucka's gone
I empty house off of empty rounds
Now what the fuck you gotta say?
What the fuck you wanna see? The homie's on my K
I never worry �bout none of ya'll so why now?
I run it through and this is how you do it Dogg Pound (ROOF!)
The Gang, we master blast and maintain
Weed money cocaine got us all insane
Bitch niggas remember even though the times may change
I want Kurupt said it nigga, and I'm Callin' Out Names
[Break]
*scratching* "Never did like him"
"You know what?" *scratching* All ya'll! "Fuck, fuck, fuck all ya'll"
[Chorus: Kurupt, (Xzibit), ]
"It's for my niggas and my bitches,
my bitches and all my niggas, my niggas and
my bitches, my bitches and all my niggaaaass!"
West Coast! Bout Time!
(Now if it wasn't for the West,
these rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest)
Let's start!
Coasta' nigga!
(Now if it wasn't for the West,
these rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest)
Holla at'cha boy� On the West Coast� get at me homie!
(Now if it wasn't for the West,
these rap niggas wouldn't need a vest around they chest)
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I'm rough and rugged, and up to do dirt
I'm from the Dogg Pound nigga so I'm puttin in work
I'm no joke, who the fuck you tryin to provoke
(1-8-7) It's cool how his ass got smoked
I don't drink no fuckin V-S-O-P
I drink a motherfuckin' O.G. Olde E
I'm from the click that be kickin the gangsta shit bitch
Real niggaz real G'z wit real big dicks
I hit 'em up with the Pound, so what you wanna throw up
Claimin you're cocaine or cavi when you blow up
Know what? The Pound's in the motherfuckin house
Back again we try to get high as we can
Dr. Dre, be kickin fat rhymes and produce, and kick shit
I gets more wicked than Beetlejuice
Motherfuckers get battered, so scatter before I keep ya
hostage, a nigga has to like the grim reaper
So, I'm comin from my hood, what hood?
You really like to know, wouldn't you, I thought you knew
Motherfucker don't you know I'm stranded on the Row
I take a look into the crowd kick a style a flow
I'm mashin, motherfuckers get murdered for askin
Relax kid, you're rollin wit a fuckin assassin
I last did dirt the other day
Betray, the role of a G, from the D-O double G
P-O-U-N-D, Pound, so bow down motherfuckin marks
The execution starts, when the Chronic gets sparked
I'm like ??, rough and rugged, cause I'm like baldhead(??)
Wrecks I flex murderous rhymes to leave you all dead
What's said is what's said, it's already spoke
The dead is the dead +I Ain't No+ fuckin +Joke+
I murder motherfuckers as a hobby
One of my idols +Ain't No Joke+, so why in the fuck should I be?
Fly me, to the Bahamas, ruff rhymer, drama's
what you're kickin, wicked is how I'm-a
approach ya, the locster, who's quick to up and smoke ya
You're lookin like a smoka, grinnin like the joker
I yolk ya from da back like a bitch talkin shit
Cause a bitch ain't shit, but a ho and trick, on my dick
Flip, lets take a trip to the Dogg Pound
Fools tried to punk me when I was young, but I'm a hog now
and I gets respect and I step wit a tec 9
Ready to put somethin up in that ass so you respect mine
Fool, Death Row ain't +Lynchin+ and the Pound ain't +Mobbin+
We all don't give a fuck, run in your crib and start robbin
Throbbin, I'll break a nigga down in the 90's
Maxin at the Pound wit my doggs is where you'll find me
Beatch..
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I never really got into that song too much. I am a bit old school when it comes to Kurupt and lyrics so here is a short list of songs
Got My Mind Made Up
Started
Every Single Day
Dogg Food album but if I had to pick one track NY, NY
Gangstas Pt 2
Music Makes Me High RMX
Niggaz Don't Give A Fuck
Doggy Dogg World
Niggaz N Bitchez
Stranded On Death Row
Lyrical GangBang
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I'm rough and rugged, and up to do dirt
I'm from the Dogg Pound nigga so I'm puttin in work
I'm no joke, who the fuck you tryin to provoke
(1-8-7) It's cool how his ass got smoked
I don't drink no fuckin V-S-O-P
I drink a motherfuckin' O.G. Olde E
I'm from the click that be kickin the gangsta shit bitch
Real niggaz real G'z wit real big dicks
I hit 'em up with the Pound, so what you wanna throw up
Claimin you're cocaine or cavi when you blow up
Know what? The Pound's in the motherfuckin house
Back again we try to get high as we can
Dr. Dre, be kickin fat rhymes and produce, and kick shit
I gets more wicked than Beetlejuice
Motherfuckers get battered, so scatter before I keep ya
hostage, a nigga has to like the grim reaper
So, I'm comin from my hood, what hood?
You really like to know, wouldn't you, I thought you knew
Motherfucker don't you know I'm stranded on the Row
I take a look into the crowd kick a style a flow
I'm mashin, motherfuckers get murdered for askin
Relax kid, you're rollin wit a fuckin assassin
I last did dirt the other day
Betray, the role of a G, from the D-O double G
P-O-U-N-D, Pound, so bow down motherfuckin marks
The execution starts, when the Chronic gets sparked
I'm like ??, rough and rugged, cause I'm like baldhead(??)
Wrecks I flex murderous rhymes to leave you all dead
What's said is what's said, it's already spoke
The dead is the dead +I Ain't No+ fuckin +Joke+
I murder motherfuckers as a hobby
One of my idols +Ain't No Joke+, so why in the fuck should I be?
Fly me, to the Bahamas, ruff rhymer, drama's
what you're kickin, wicked is how I'm-a
approach ya, the locster, who's quick to up and smoke ya
You're lookin like a smoka, grinnin like the joker
I yolk ya from da back like a bitch talkin shit
Cause a bitch ain't shit, but a ho and trick, on my dick
Flip, lets take a trip to the Dogg Pound
Fools tried to punk me when I was young, but I'm a hog now
and I gets respect and I step wit a tec 9
Ready to put somethin up in that ass so you respect mine
Fool, Death Row ain't +Lynchin+ and the Pound ain't +Mobbin+
We all don't give a fuck, run in your crib and start robbin
Throbbin, I'll break a nigga down in the 90's
Maxin at the Pound wit my doggs is where you'll find me
Beatch..
Yup, that was 2nd on my list. :)
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Kurupt- Got My Mind Made Up
Well I comes through with two packs
of the bomb prophalaks for protection
So my fuckin sac won't collapse
Cause nowaday's, shit's evading the x-rays
Sending young motherfuckers to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
Electryfing like thunder, I'm just too much
Rough and raw with that motherfuckin poisonous touch
I'm an MC with lyrics that's tha fuckin bom-bay
Ya got dissed, that's before it's ingest like balmay
My rhymes, I leave a mark on ya mind
As the deadly vibes spread through ya head like sand pine
There's no escape, nah I ain't blastin
I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those askin
Opposed to laughin, raw maniacal villian
Laughter enhances the chances of tha killin
Why is that? Cuz smilin faces decieve
You best believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe
Ya whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
In the heat of the night is when I defeat and ignite mikes
My verbal snipe, your vocab on site
I'm out tha cut, uncut and raw with no clause for all
So all my rhymes hit and split tha bricks on the wall
Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps
As your views get overshadowed when you come in contact
Beware, set and prepare to enter verbal combat
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basically what y'all said, but here's a few others
"I Call Shots"
"Trylogy"
"On, Onsite"
his verses on "Puffin' On Blunts & Drinkin' Tanqueray", "New York, New York"
all of these were :o
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he's got quite a few legendary verses.... here's one of my favorites.... "What Cha About"
Life without money - that's like breathin' with no air
Prepare, there's no love in warfare, engage
I'll make the front page, like Nicholas Cage
And get served, front and center stage
I'm breakin' through, throw up your teflon barriers
And get penetrated, teleconnetic superior
Hostile, verbal apostle in 3D, hittin' every galaxy throwin' up D.P.
Now I could be quick as a cheetah
And rip through ya shit like a motherfuckin' wild hyena
From the city where lights shine bright at night
Emcees is unique when speakin' upon the mic
From L.A. to the city of Phil' (Phil')
When you approach Kurupt approach with skills
Cause if you don't you'll get shook - and broken
Nigga I rock it and break it open
You servin' me? (hell nah) I think not
That's facin' a blizzard in a fuckin' tank top
I took trips from New Jers' to Cape Cod
You could be adventurous up againt tremendous odds
And face a poltergeist, I'll bring it to ya nice
I had the whole scenery surrounded like the vice
Who could it be comin' through in all blue? (Who?)
Dogg Pound Gangstas - number one, number two
Never evade the principle, the top principle
Up against the top invincible, rhyme assassin
I lay the cards on the table, take a pick
The wrong choice'll get your whole chest cavity split (ahh!)
That's when all the bullshit ceases
His whole frame and format crumble right before his eyes into pieces
Fake ass assassin with no heart, no mind
No money, no hoes, no flows and no rhyme
Waitin' for the poetical Satan
Creatin' slaughters, runnin' through camps like Walter Payton
I'm all about money makin', and not makin' mistakes
You're only worth what you create in a garden of snakes
Now all I can do is survive, and stay alive
Money 'til I motherfuckin' die
Stranded on the Row, I'm in this motherfucker to grow
And make fetti like I'm sittin' on a mountain of snow
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"Started" is his best IMO, he blacked out
http://www.zshare.net/audio/57577420f1ac1a/
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^ that one's good but it's too fuckin long, it gets boring
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"Started" is his best IMO, he blacked out
http://www.zshare.net/audio/57577420f1ac1a/
Probably his best solo cut IMO.
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"Started" is his best IMO, he blacked out
http://www.zshare.net/audio/57577420f1ac1a/
Probably his best solo cut IMO.
yeah I can't think of a track where he spit 3 verses of heat like that, maybe "Game" would be close
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OG TO ME from scarface last of a dying breed
scarface ft. daz kurupt jayo felony
actually its not his best just one of my favorites...it prolly have to be from that song fuck the world.
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"Started" is his best IMO, he blacked out
http://www.zshare.net/audio/57577420f1ac1a/
Probably his best solo cut IMO.
yeah I can't think of a track where he spit 3 verses of heat like that, maybe "Game" would be close
True, Game is fire too. We Can Freak It for a party/club track was lyrical too.
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Co-sign on Puffin on Blunts and Lyrical Gangbang verses
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"Started" is his best IMO, he blacked out
http://www.zshare.net/audio/57577420f1ac1a/
Probably his best solo cut IMO.
yeah I can't think of a track where he spit 3 verses of heat like that, maybe "Game" would be close
True, Game is fire too. We Can Freak It for a party/club track was lyrical too.
"Streetz" is the better overall album but I think lyrically his best was "Kuruption", he killed alot of tracks on there
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"Started" is his best IMO, he blacked out
http://www.zshare.net/audio/57577420f1ac1a/
Probably his best solo cut IMO.
yeah I can't think of a track where he spit 3 verses of heat like that, maybe "Game" would be close
True, Game is fire too. We Can Freak It for a party/club track was lyrical too.
"Streetz" is the better overall album but I think lyrically his best was "Kuruption", he killed alot of tracks on there
Yeah I think he was more on point on TSIAM. More lyrical on more tracks on KuruptionThat album had some lyrical gems too. I remember the first time I heard Trylogy. I was like the beat was on some other shit but once his verse kicked in it was curtains.
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he's got quite a few legendary verses.... here's one of my favorites.... "What Cha About"
Life without money - that's like breathin' with no air
Prepare, there's no love in warfare, engage
I'll make the front page, like Nicholas Cage
And get served, front and center stage
I'm breakin' through, throw up your teflon barriers
And get penetrated, teleconnetic superior
Hostile, verbal apostle in 3D, hittin' every galaxy throwin' up D.P.
Now I could be quick as a cheetah
And rip through ya shit like a motherfuckin' wild hyena
From the city where lights shine bright at night
Emcees is unique when speakin' upon the mic
From L.A. to the city of Phil' (Phil')
When you approach Kurupt approach with skills
Cause if you don't you'll get shook - and broken
Nigga I rock it and break it open
You servin' me? (hell nah) I think not
That's facin' a blizzard in a fuckin' tank top
I took trips from New Jers' to Cape Cod
You could be adventurous up againt tremendous odds
And face a poltergeist, I'll bring it to ya nice
I had the whole scenery surrounded like the vice
Who could it be comin' through in all blue? (Who?)
Dogg Pound Gangstas - number one, number two
Never evade the principle, the top principle
Up against the top invincible, rhyme assassin
I lay the cards on the table, take a pick
The wrong choice'll get your whole chest cavity split (ahh!)
That's when all the bullshit ceases
His whole frame and format crumble right before his eyes into pieces
Fake ass assassin with no heart, no mind
No money, no hoes, no flows and no rhyme
Waitin' for the poetical Satan
Creatin' slaughters, runnin' through camps like Walter Payton
I'm all about money makin', and not makin' mistakes
You're only worth what you create in a garden of snakes
Now all I can do is survive, and stay alive
Money 'til I motherfuckin' die
Stranded on the Row, I'm in this motherfucker to grow
And make fetti like I'm sittin' on a mountain of snow
those are tight, same verses he kicked on that Heltah Skeltah/DPG track
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"Started" is his best IMO, he blacked out
http://www.zshare.net/audio/57577420f1ac1a/
Probably his best solo cut IMO.
yeah I can't think of a track where he spit 3 verses of heat like that, maybe "Game" would be close
True, Game is fire too. We Can Freak It for a party/club track was lyrical too.
"Streetz" is the better overall album but I think lyrically his best was "Kuruption", he killed alot of tracks on there
Yeah I think he was more on point on TSIAM. More lyrical on more tracks on KuruptionThat album had some lyrical gems too. I remember the first time I heard Trylogy. I was like the beat was on some other shit but once his verse kicked in it was curtains.
same here, his delivery on "Trylogy" was crazy too
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Mark up your hood like this
anybody killah
DPGC fuck yah niggas
deep in side we like fuck yall hood
hell nah bitch nigga it aint all too good
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OG TO ME from scarface last of a dying breed
scarface ft. daz kurupt jayo felony
I forgot to add that one, I was about to say it isn't the most lyrical but his energy, flow and delivery just killed it... that shit gets me amped when I hear his verse haha
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I'd say for those that think currently Kurupt fell off, listen to They Don't Want It. God damn that track knocks.
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I'd say for those that think currently Kurupt fell off, listen to They Don't Want It. God damn that track knocks.
what album?
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I'd say for those that think currently Kurupt fell off, listen to They Don't Want It. God damn that track knocks.
what album?
From the 100 Wayz album dropping this summer. With Soopafly and Daz.
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I'd say for those that think currently Kurupt fell off, listen to They Don't Want It. God damn that track knocks.
what album?
From the 100 Wayz album dropping this summer. With Soopafly and Daz.
can u hook it up ???
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Kurupt kills it in I Call Shots
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I'd say for those that think currently Kurupt fell off, listen to They Don't Want It. God damn that track knocks.
what album?
From the 100 Wayz album dropping this summer. With Soopafly and Daz.
can u hook it up ???
http://dpgrecordz.com/audio/ThaDoggPound_TheyDontWantIt_Ft_Soopafly.mp3
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I'd say for those that think currently Kurupt fell off, listen to They Don't Want It. God damn that track knocks.
what album?
From the 100 Wayz album dropping this summer. With Soopafly and Daz.
can u hook it up ???
http://dpgrecordz.com/audio/ThaDoggPound_TheyDontWantIt_Ft_Soopafly.mp3
+1 thanks alot man
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When The Pain Inflict off of Muggs' Soul Assassins II was dope as fuck too.
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I have to disagree with the opening post, or any post that mentions a song he recorded after leaving Death Row. The reason I say this, is because, if you look at "On Onsite" or "Callin Out Names" (two songs mentioned above) Kurupt is using all these bigwords that rhyme, but don't really belong in the verse, or add meaning to the verse... kind of like Ghostface's loose association style.
In my opinion, these are Kurupts greatest lyrical appearances....
1. "New York, New York"- At the time, alot of people were saying the West Coast weren't real emcee's, that they didn't have lyrics, and all this bullshit, so the Kurupt beat them all at their own game.. and the video ofcourse, added the ultimate exclamation point with them taking over New York and knocking down biuldings. It was the ultimate statement of West Coast dominance over the East. The good old days.
2. "For All My Niggaz and Bitches" - Off Doggystyle.... when Kurupt says... "Now who's jokin/ Rakim never joked/ so why should I loc?... Now that's my idol..." Kurupt is just going off, and his intensity on the mic is unmatched.
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Kurupts greatest lyrical performance
Fresh 8)
How long could the war last on a warpath?
We're still heat nigga, still signing autographs
Still hitting the stash, and pulling pistols out to dash
The poetical poltergeist, verbal Jerry Rice
Fuck the ice, give me a mic and let's see who's the nicest
I fuck around and cause a crisis
with preciseness, and precisely this
See we make the shit that precisely hits.
So how soon could you pump up the volume
Hand you your ends and pump up my album
Get yours, I cause a fucking holocaust
I'm out to get mine, get yours, snatching anything yours
Cock back and aim, blasting anything
Tha Dogg Pound gang, where all the G's hang
It's impossible not for that ass to end up in a hospital
G-R, Gang Related, and we are
I spit poison, poisonous darts
I aim, bomb and charge
One rhyme will hold your pose and stop your heart
Stop to talk, start to walk, and never walk again
Legs broken, just played loc, zoning broke and crushed
touched, bust open, get hit like the four winds
Up against four assassins, the four horsemen of rapping
I gotta pinch my self to make sure I ain't dreaming
'Cause I just saw the homie bring an M-16 in
I fade in to see how Baby sparks
No ifs, ands or maybe's, Baby barks
Turn on the daylight, pitch black thoughts
I pitch back sparks when the get back starts
This is it, we're 'bout to show you how to do shit
DPG completely, running through shit
Supa dupa, said you was seductive, psycho psychotic, psycho somatic
Psycho's with automatics, the aftermath with the poetical psychopath
And I might go slow, and I might go fast, and I might go first
Then I might go last, thinking I might not bust
And I just might just blast
Or I might just whoop the skin of your ass, if you cross or pass
You know I'm the rawest MC with it
Fuck jiggy nigga, I'm DP with it
I bring the bombstrike, like the motherfucking pentagon
Napalm verses disperses to all the mental gone
Mack 10-ing dunn, separating ligaments
Tear them in the zone in his leg, then bust his head
Keep busting till he's dead
D-A-Z with the bombest in the country, taking lead on the street
What you got, flame or some heat?
Do you incinerate, or make it hot,
are you Powerful, strong or weak?
All I know is I drop shit that cracks the concrete
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I'm headless nigga, but I packs a big piece
Blastin, they let assassins loose on the street
Murderous notes I wrote, I lacerate throats
I toss fire at niggaz; motherfuck the six
The condos is supposed to be flip bricks
All thirty-nine of your bitches, pretty-ass bitch nigga
I'll throw some fucked up kicks on
Next is a small tank top, the spot, shot it up
Beat you in your face wit a rope knotted up
Cause we don't give a fuck, the Headless Horseman Kurupt
See I'm off the wall nigga, Horsementality
I'm a Horseman nigga and that's all I'll be
See I'm tired of the sparkly shit, niggaz talkin shit
I wanna see the streets dark again
Let the heaters spark again, police callin all cars often
Powerful as a motherfuckin Vulcan
My specialty is - poetically lyrically energetically
ultramagnetically Dogg Pound pedigree
Fuck the shiny shit, fuck a bitch, only grimy shit
Dirty shit, holocaust in thirty-thirty shit
Missile flick assassin Sicilian
Kill women and kill men, and kidnap children
For vengeance in the name of the Horsemen
Slice your Achilles tendon, the Headless Horseman
And we abide by, the code of the streets
The makings of a real MC (C...C...C...C) yeah bitch!
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I have to disagree with the opening post, or any post that mentions a song he recorded after leaving Death Row. The reason I say this, is because, if you look at "On Onsite" or "Callin Out Names" (two songs mentioned above) Kurupt is using all these bigwords that rhyme, but don't really belong in the verse, or add meaning to the verse... kind of like Ghostface's loose association style.
In my opinion, these are Kurupts greatest lyrical appearances....
1. "New York, New York"- At the time, alot of people were saying the West Coast weren't real emcee's, that they didn't have lyrics, and all this bullshit, so the Kurupt beat them all at their own game.. and the video ofcourse, added the ultimate exclamation point with them taking over New York and knocking down biuldings. It was the ultimate statement of West Coast dominance over the East. The good old days.
2. "For All My Niggaz and Bitches" - Off Doggystyle.... when Kurupt says... "Now who's jokin/ Rakim never joked/ so why should I loc?... Now that's my idol..." Kurupt is just going off, and his intensity on the mic is unmatched.
My initial pick was "Callin Out Names", but I can't even argue with you regarding your above statement.
When "New York, New York" dropped, it was like the whole hip-hop world was in a frenzy because no one knew we had lyrical talent out here like Kurupt posessed.
Not to mention "For All My Niggaz & Bitches" is just a timeless classic, and Kurupt's verse helps this track gain that title.
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Locd out hood is crazy too 8)
I'm all about the paper chase cause the paper makes
life so great, plus haste makes waste
And I gots the whole spot locked down I concoct styles
Catch me rollin all the fuck around with the top down
Menace with a microphone, most murder masher
Roll for disaster, create a thirty-eight, stash em
in The Inner Zone where the Hellraiser roams
There's no place like home, tec-9's and chromes
I gots the heater sequence for the heat to disperse
Just in case worse come to worse I dumps first
The thump curse, it's the curse of the pump
The one to dump last is the first to get slumped
The mental temptation, mental assassination
My heart skips a beat for the heat sensation
I'm deathdefying bitches lying sayin, 'I ain't cute'
Now she wants an autograph, bitch, I ain't Snoop
I got everything you need from the weed to the dope coke
Crack to amphetamines to speed
I flows like a ravine, deadly as a guillotine
to leave a murderous scene, when the snub pumps a slug in your spleen
Terrordome where it's on, from sellin dope coke to crack
Young Gotti entered the party from the back
Instant pay, I gots to do it my way deserve to swerve
on the highways cause the spot's on from Monday to Friday
Nigga try me, I light the indica and thai weed
Defy me, young Gotti, when I be high as the sky be
Verbal homicide be ready to rupture
Makin moves to touch ya, dissasembled your whole structure
I make money, cause that's all I know how to make
That's all I learned when I was young no hesitation or mistakes
I see a car, filled wit nuttin but rocks and knots
Midnight complexion glocks to shake spots
They see my people so they already assume
I live illegal, but they assumed too soon
I got a treat for every bitch on the street, I roll with beat
I got a problem, I got a fixation for heat
It's time to dump, double-barrel pump, packed and loaded
Instantaneous death when it exploded, uhh
There's not a nigga who can hold me, contain me
or tame me with my fuckin nigga Mo Khomani
I'm out my mind like a Irani, a terrorist
with tactics off that Cristal twisted backwards
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he came hardest on doggystyle album
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I'd say for those that think currently Kurupt fell off, listen to They Don't Want It. God damn that track knocks.
what album?
From the 100 Wayz album dropping this summer. With Soopafly and Daz.
can u hook it up ???
http://dpgrecordz.com/audio/ThaDoggPound_TheyDontWantIt_Ft_Soopafly.mp3
+1 thanks alot man
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I might get heat for this, but everything he has recorded up to probably 97 (I specifically say that because, for example, Started was released in 2004 but it was clearly recorded around the time Dogg Food was) on death row is just lirycally better than everything else he has spit since then (well at least for me it is).SO I agree with Infinite's post to the fullest, and I add to the list his verse ot Pac's Still Ballin' OG
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I might get heat for this, but everything he has recorded up to probably 97 (I specifically say that because, for example, Started was released in 2004 but it was clearly recorded around the time Dogg Food was) on death row is just lirycally better than everything else he has spit since then (well at least for me it is).SO I agree with Infinite's post to the fullest, and I add to the list his verse ot Pac's Still Ballin' OG
I agree, he never spit a wack verse while he was on Death Row all those years, around '98 he started getting a little lazy and inconsistent, he still brought it at times but he wouldn't kill every track like he used to.
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Damn, anybody mind PMing me with a link for " puffin on blunts and drinkin tanqueray " ? That song is so crazy, but I can't find it on my HD
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Damn, anybody mind PMing me with a link for " puffin on blunts and drinkin tanqueray " ? That song is so crazy, but I can't find it on my HD
I don't have it on my HD either but check the Kurupt thread, it should be in there
http://www.dubcnn.com/connect/index.php?topic=162130.0
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I'd say for those that think currently Kurupt fell off, listen to They Don't Want It. God damn that track knocks.
what album?
From the 100 Wayz album dropping this summer. With Soopafly and Daz.
can u hook it up ???
http://dpgrecordz.com/audio/ThaDoggPound_TheyDontWantIt_Ft_Soopafly.mp3
+1 thanks alot man
id bone the bitch in the green scarf ;D
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Damn, anybody mind PMing me with a link for " puffin on blunts and drinkin tanqueray " ? That song is so crazy, but I can't find it on my HD
I don't have it on my HD either but check the Kurupt thread, it should be in there
http://www.dubcnn.com/connect/index.php?topic=162130.0
thanks man! If you're also lookin for it, it's on the last page..
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recent stuff, keep it moving. even out shines q tip
http://www.youtube.com/v/XV-WNAr6oIk
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kurupt be killin alot of traccs... that og to me is dope as fuck tho
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I'd say for those that think currently Kurupt fell off, listen to They Don't Want It. God damn that track knocks.
what album?
From the 100 Wayz album dropping this summer. With Soopafly and Daz.
can u hook it up ???
http://dpgrecordz.com/audio/ThaDoggPound_TheyDontWantIt_Ft_Soopafly.mp3
+1 thanks alot man
id bone the bitch in the green scarf ;D
lol... 8) 8) 8)
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If it's not solo tracks it's Respect or Reality from back in the Death Row era. If it's a solo track Callin' Out Names is what I would go with.
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no vaseline part 2 awwww shit that is fire!
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I might get heat for this, but everything he has recorded up to probably 97 (I specifically say that because, for example, Started was released in 2004 but it was clearly recorded around the time Dogg Food was) on death row is just lirycally better than everything else he has spit since then (well at least for me it is).SO I agree with Infinite's post to the fullest, and I add to the list his verse ot Pac's Still Ballin' OG
I agree, he never spit a wack verse while he was on Death Row all those years, around '98 he started getting a little lazy and inconsistent, he still brought it at times but he wouldn't kill every track like he used to.
he still murdered Kuruption and Streetz is a Mutha
I think around Dillinger and Gotti and Space Boogie his lyrics started to fall off
but then the Horsemen Project he went back to his old style and killed everything on that album
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I might get heat for this, but everything he has recorded up to probably 97 (I specifically say that because, for example, Started was released in 2004 but it was clearly recorded around the time Dogg Food was) on death row is just lirycally better than everything else he has spit since then (well at least for me it is).SO I agree with Infinite's post to the fullest, and I add to the list his verse ot Pac's Still Ballin' OG
I agree, he never spit a wack verse while he was on Death Row all those years, around '98 he started getting a little lazy and inconsistent, he still brought it at times but he wouldn't kill every track like he used to.
he still murdered Kuruption and Streetz is a Mutha
I think around Dillinger and Gotti and Space Boogie his lyrics started to fall off
but then the Horsemen Project he went back to his old style and killed everything on that album
exactly.
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With my new Tiny Tim, try again
Up against the full wind, I'm an alien beast
Generate, penetrate, bust shots
Then fled, quick sick in the head
Rippin motherfuckers to shreds
Facsimilies, dont know, friend or foe
Elusive nigga this exclusive, conclusive evidence
Your vision is short range
Rearranged, restructured, recomposed and decomposed
Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed, polished
Perfected, demolished rejected, fo sho
Like I'm supposed to know this nigga
I aint neva seen him before in my life
Bitch ass nigga, who tha fuck you supposed to be?
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With my new Tiny Tim, try again
Up against the full wind, I'm an alien beast
Generate, penetrate, bust shots
Then fled, quick sick in the head
Rippin motherfuckers to shreds
Facsimilies, dont know, friend or foe
Elusive nigga this exclusive, conclusive evidence
Your vision is short range
Rearranged, restructured, recomposed and decomposed
Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed, polished
Perfected, demolished rejected, fo sho
Like I'm supposed to know this nigga
I aint neva seen him before in my life
Bitch ass nigga, who tha fuck you supposed to be?
was that verse from one of the Horsemen tracks? I can't remember now
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yo looney.. i know dont wut the fuk u smokin... kurupt been fell off since 95!
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With my new Tiny Tim, try again
Up against the full wind, I'm an alien beast
Generate, penetrate, bust shots
Then fled, quick sick in the head
Rippin motherfuckers to shreds
Facsimilies, dont know, friend or foe
Elusive nigga this exclusive, conclusive evidence
Your vision is short range
Rearranged, restructured, recomposed and decomposed
Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed, polished
Perfected, demolished rejected, fo sho
Like I'm supposed to know this nigga
I aint neva seen him before in my life
Bitch ass nigga, who tha fuck you supposed to be?
was that verse from one of the Horsemen tracks? I can't remember now
Ice Age with Ras Kass and El-Drex
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Gotta go with "Puffin' Blunts & Drankin' Tanqueray"
The best recent Gotti performance was on the tracks "Slow Your Roll" & "Keep It Gangsta" from "Cali Iz Active" imo...
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With my new Tiny Tim, try again
Up against the full wind, I'm an alien beast
Generate, penetrate, bust shots
Then fled, quick sick in the head
Rippin motherfuckers to shreds
Facsimilies, dont know, friend or foe
Elusive nigga this exclusive, conclusive evidence
Your vision is short range
Rearranged, restructured, recomposed and decomposed
Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed, polished
Perfected, demolished rejected, fo sho
Like I'm supposed to know this nigga
I aint neva seen him before in my life
Bitch ass nigga, who tha fuck you supposed to be?
I could never get into this verse. Maybe because Ras killed the next one.