| The most long awaited since Jesus | 1 |
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| I'll cut your ass in half and leave you with a semicolon | 2 |
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| Like a freak on a elevator, I'm owe fuck you up | 3 |
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| My sound's so outta sight, I got the blind people lookin'...my shit is so fat it be stretchin' my asshole | 4 |
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| I'll eat you like beef, but I'm a vegetarian. | 5 |
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| I'll burn out your eyeballs and leave a note in brail | 6 |
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| I'm from the school of hard knocks, way ahead of the class | 7 |
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| Like Short sleeves, I bare arms | 8 |
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| I bust a nut inside ya eye, to show you where I cum from | 9 |
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| I'm on some hi-tech shit computers wanna bite(byte)....if knowledge is the key, then Goddamn I'm the locksmith | 10 |
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| I leave crews fed up, like handicapped niggaz tryin' to get up. | 11 |
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| I'm like a black president, cause niggaz aint seein me | 12 |
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| I've been rockin longer than niggaz twice my age, back in the days, before Bob Marley was rockin a fade. | 13 |
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| I stand out like a nigga on hockey team, I got goals and I can like pop machine...if I was a michelin I wouldn't tire | 14 |
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| I roll two spliffs so I guess I'm double jointed | 15 |
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| I'm able (Abel) as Kane (Cain) to get Raw | 16 |
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| When it comes to microphones I'm nicer than Samaritans | 17 |
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| Even if I stuttered, I'd still Shh..Shh..Shit on you | 18 |
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| Money and blood don't mix, like two dicks with no bitch, find yourself in some serious shit. | 19 |
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| I'm so bad I kick a sign language freestyle | 20 |
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| I gets busy like telephones without call waiting | 21 |
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| On your knees is the only way you rappers goin' blow | 22 |
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| I bring sweet misery like sugar cane mixed with history | 23 |
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| My squad hangout like 400 pounds in Brassieres | 24 |
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| I got more black chicks betweeen my sheets than Essence | 25 |
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| On nights I perform like Mike, anyone Tyson, Jordan, Jackson | 26 |
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| You claim I'm on your dick, where's your witness? If I'm on your dick my name has got to be syphillis | 27 |
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| I'm on my own dick like I'm layin' on my stomach | 28 |
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| I come thrunderin' with the heat of two summers | 29 |
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| I'm shooting the gift like Santa Claus with a Mac 10 | 30 |
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| I'll fill a nigga with so much led, he'll use his dick as a pencil | 31 |
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| I'm like NBA Live '98, you like Double Dribble | 32 |
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| With wings on your tongue, you still couldn't say nothin fly....."should I get Kane to write rhymes for me to say?" You goddamn right you should, cause my rhymes are like spandex, they make any ass seem good. | 33 |
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| Pulling ladies like hamstring | 34 |
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| I pack so many niggas in the clubs, fire marshals got me on house arrest | 35 |
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| Niggaz can't see me as if I was dressed in tints | 36 |
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| Respect the architect as I begin to build | 37 |
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| Dividing heads faster than nerds at a calculus convention | 38 |
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| Travel across the world like telephone wires | 39 |
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| I drink Listerine, brush my teeth with amphetamines, so I can keep shit fresh and say dope things in between | 40 |
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| Happy like a faggot with a bag a dicks | 41 |
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| You mad cause I tell how it is while you tell it how it might be. | 42 |
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| My shit's mean like dictionaries | 43 |
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| I part backs like a spine. | 45 |
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| My style is rough like a first draft copy | 46 |
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| I take it back to before we knew each others name, run in the ultrasound and snatch your mothers frame, take it further back than back to lovers lane to the night you was thought of and cockblock ya fathers game! | 47 |
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| Ya'll niggaz like extra skin, on my dick | 48 |
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| Try to play superman ended up like Chris Reeves | 49 |
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| Yall Niggas Are Microsoft like Dos | 50 |
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| She said she love my necklace and started relaxin', that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction | 51 |
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| Into women like a gynecologist | 52 |
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| Don't give a fuck like a nun, I takes no shit like constipation | 53 |
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| You couldn't come (cum) close if you was standin' next to me | 54 |
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| My style make you jump like House of Pain and Kris Kross playin Hop-Scotch | 55 |
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| Broke the rubber, busted a nut up in yo mother, so how you feel about havin another little brother? | 56 |
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| I speak in frequencies dogs would have trouble hearin | 57 |
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| Yelling over others cats rhymes like they instrumentals | 58 |
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| I turn more styles than a subway | 59 |
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| I flip the script like a Dyslectic actor | 60 |
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| I'm so Hip-Hop I bust a nut in Graffiti | 61 |
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| In the streets like yellow lines | 62 |
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| To all u niggaz sayin my shit is sick, just imagine da 90% of my brain dat i ain't even used yet....I'll tear off your skin just to get on your nerves... | 63 |
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| You cummin' up short like million midgets masturbating | 64 |
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| I got hoes on my shelf like Home Depot | 65 |
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| Niggaz couldn't cum the fuck off with a vasectomy | 66 |
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| I lay in the cut like peroxide | 67 |
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| About his whereabouts I just wasn't convinced, so I kept feedin' her dollars til' shit started to make sense (cents) | 68 |
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| I impregnate the world when I cum thru your speakers | 69 |
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| I make moves like a man on ex-lax | 70 |
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| So many niggaz on my nuts, I thought I lost my dick | 71 |
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| I'm 6'1 with a big ass gun, to handle it you need a waistline the size of Big Pun | 72 |
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| MC's run for cover when I kick it, they act so chicken, they should come with a large drink and a biscuit | 73 |
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| ..Yelling over others cats rhymes like they instrumentals | 74 |
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| ...I know it's hard to keep faith and live ya life
that's why most battle me as a form of suicide... |
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| I don't have a fireplace but i'm gonna lay you on my bear-skin (bare)... | 76 |
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| Broke the rubber, busted a nut up in yo mother, so how you feel about havin another little brother? | 77 |
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| Niggaz bustin' and wastin' shots like masterbation | 78 |
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| Waitin' on mine like I'm the L.L. comeback | 79 |
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| Brothers wanna be L, sisters wanna see L, if I go to jail, you'll where shirts sayin' free L...If a bitch don't like me, she must like women | 80 |
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| I drop the bomb like an one-armed wide reciever | 81 |
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| Been sonin' niggaz so long I think I got a grandson | 82 |
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| I rip shit like a rectum | 83 |
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| You couldn't sell two copies if you pressed a double album |
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| I keep a crowd goin' like a school yard fight |
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| So off the hook, Altlantic Bell had to go on strike | 86 |
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| I'll blow out your brains and won't leave you no reminder...I need a turtle neck to rock my chain and a pair of isotoners to rock my ring...I'm the man who supply, who supply, who supply you. | 87 |
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| Throw me in jail, I'll do a prison tour | 88 |
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| I get outta hand like I lost my arm | 89 |
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| I clap the heads off to get the necklace | 90 |
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| You coming (cumming) up short like a million midgets masterbating | 91 |
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| I'll make you a laughing stock, I'll leave you so shook, I'll walk a half a block and still feel the after shock...In rhyme battles, you'll be dialing 9 just to get a line out...Your style is proposterus like and androgynous misogynist | 92 |
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| I got you niggaz open like a bunch of wide recievers | 93 |
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| I play to win, y'all niggaz coming (cumming) to lose | 94 |
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| I'll cut your off arms at the shoulders and tell you to "hold on" | 95 |
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| Y'all in the game, but you can't ball, like Chicago Centers | 96 |
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| My lyrcial skills kill more ducks than oil spills | 97 |
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| I do hot shows , I only perform for burn victims | 98 |
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| With my sickamore style, more sicker than
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| Words hot, the sun shifts to see my mouth, that's why your lyrics are in drout | 100 |
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| I spent so much money on chokin the endo, my weed supplier need to build a drive through window | 101 |
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| Flow cold, spit, turn molton lava frozen,...leave you assed out like a statue of a Roman... | 102 |
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| You couldn't flip shit if you was palying in the toilet with a spatula | 103 |
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| I send a verse in the mail like a death threat | 104 |
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| The president's like me, he get head to, don't really wanna fuck, he just get hed too, stick a broom up ya butt, tell you go ahead boo... | 105 |
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| She ain't with it, call Tyrone to pack her shit | 106 |
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| I got beats like Rodney King | 107 |
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| Ask the brothers on the street, I hold it down for Californ', I wanna be the largest nigga, so you know it's all soul-survivin', on the mic' I move the crowd like Big Pun stage-divin' ....... - | 108 |
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| You's a maytag nigga, you aint goin do shit | 109 |
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| I need a a stadium for in stores...
6 hammers, even though we only 3 deep |
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| Your favorite rapper's favorite rapper | 111 |
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| I hope you aint tongue kissing your spouse, cause I be makin' love in her mouth | 112 |
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| M-E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek, no need to dress warm I brought plenty of heat | 113 |
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