It’s not about lyrics anymore, it’s about a hot beat and a catchy hook
[Eminem]
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it
then so be it
cause nowadays these kids, jeez
don’t give a shit bout lyrics
all they wanna hear is a beat and thats it
long as they can go to the club and get blitz
pick up some chicks and get some digits
and the DJ’s playing them hits
oh this my jam, this my sh-t
we dont know a word to a verse,
all we know is the chorus
cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us
and the songs g'enormous, the whole formula's switched
cause we don’t know anymore, what are hits
is it the beat, is it the rap
is it a finger snap or the same 808 clap
and how do we adapt and get TRL votes
when 13 year olds control the remote
and Ashley’s got a brand new nose
we gotta put some new em-phasis on our syllables
[Jay-Z]
If the emphasis on the compact disc isn’t the beat
than I’m gon feature EM and get rich
and let Dre mix the shit and drive off in the Range Ro
cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow
bang bang look at the way my chain glow
the ring on my fing’ cost Jermaine a lot of dough, oh
the f-ck am I busting my brain for?
its just the way the game go, oh, it takes 2 to tango
you call this a lame flow
you bought the shit
I guess you to blame too
I just found the angle
no more reality flow
I’m tryna time my album dropping with a reality show
cock the Mac 11 in front of Hot 97
and call my publicist tell her we impressed heaven
no one gives a shit except some kids who just got into sex on the Internet
so you want the chat room or the house of Malibu Em?
Your emphasis is on the wrong Syllable
[Dr Dre]
They said 30's the new 20
funny, must mean 40's the new 30
interesting cause ever since then it’s been innocence
an extension for veteran rappers that are better than half
of the shit coming out right now
its all trash
the torch is gonna burn out before it gets passed
Jay said it’s his last and 50 and Em
then what? Detox drops what we got then
so now our whole camps is running around scrambling over what to do
gambling every time we put a record out
just looking for that hook
[Eminem]
(Wait Dre look)
Shorty I love you
and you love me too
we were meant to be cause shorty
you love me
and I love you too
and I promise I’ll be true to you
[50 Cent]
Go shorty, its your birthday
you made it just in time to hear my wordplay
its the kid that flip flows who used to flip O’s
and run G for days used to see how I get hoes
I’m international, I get my dick licked round the globe
I’m sick right into show, riding on lolo’s
puffing on coco, my bitch in Manolo’s
don’t f-ck with the dodo’s, I sling for dumb hoes
I playing, I aint got time to joke, joke
you f-ck around, you could get your ass smoked
look, its not a game, me B, I aint playing
beep behind me player, so you here anyway
you don’t hear what I’m saying
me fin-nini-na
fee-fi-dididee-yay
just give me my check and I’ll be on my way
sunny bunny money and funny
you aint even listening and I just took your money
[Stat Quo]
There once was a time everywhere he turned
shady aftermath was all ya heard
but they say 50 sang too much
and Em got soft
and they say Dre just fell the f-ck off
well f-ck the f-ck offs
all y’all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh!
new syllables eat ball, ya f-cks off’s
your house, your bitch I’m getting sucked off
East, south, midwest, even up north
falling victim to wax, spitting, bring out the white chalk
all for the gingerbread, we get it and get lost
catch me if you can, I’m running past while y’all walk
[Ca$hi$]
Shady made me for bringing it back
for the history of rap
it’s gone with a snap, a sneer and a clap
what happened to just spittin about living in the muthaf-cking city you at
in the grimiest condition, I breath in drama
King Mathers and Cash me, thats freak karma
I’m everything, anything, you could never be
its a hitting, rhyme in the month deep
I speak with a piece, no peace on my mind
I repeat every evil deed done of mine
no rest contest, contract to sign
by blood I’m in this squad for life
hear out my wind pipes and I just chime
I’m the reason you guys won’t say that line
I’m crazy renegade like Em and Jay-Z
I’m Rosemary’s baby
[Eminem]
Shorty I love you
and you love me too
we were meant to be cause shorty
you love me
and I love you too
and I promise I’ll be true to you
[Talking]
It is not about lyrics anymore,
It is not about lyrics anymore
its about a hot beat, a hot beat
its about a hot beat, a hot beat
a hot hot hot beat
and a catchy hook
a hot hot hot beat
and a catchy hook
nobody gives a damn about them syllables, sillyle-ables, whatever they are
I don’t care if you gotta rhyme smo, joe, toe and glow
now get out there and sell some God-damn records
You're not easy to love You're not easy to love (no) You're not easy to love You're not easy to love (no) Why is everything with you so complicated? Why do you make it hard to love you, oh I hate it Cause if ya really wanna be alone I will throw my hands up cause baby I tried Everything with you is so complicated Oh, why? Sometimes I get you Sometimes I don't understand Sometimes I love you Sometimes it's you I can't stand Sometimes I wanna hug you Sometimes I wanna push you away Most times I wanna kiss you Other times put you in your place Cause every minute you start switching up And you say things like you don't give a f-ck Then I say I'm through with you Take my heart from you And you come runnin after me and baby I'm back with you Oh You're not easy to love You're not easy to love (no) You're not easy to love You're not easy to love (no) Why is everything with you so complicated? Why do you make it hard to love you, oh I hate it Cause if ya really wanna be alone I will throw my hands up cause baby I tried Everything with you is so complicated Oh, why? Sometimes I catch you Sometimes you get away Sometimes I read you Other times I'm like where are you on the page? Sometimes I feel like we will be together forever But you're so complicated My heart knows better Why is everything with you so complicated? Why do you make it hard to love you, oh I hate it Cause if ya really wanna be alone I will throw my hands up cause baby I tried Everything with you is so complicated Oh, why? I'ma stick around just a little while longer Just to make sure that you're really sure you like sleeping alone (x2) Why is everything with you so complicated? Why do you make it hard to love you, oh I hate it Cause if ya really wanna be alone I will throw my hands up cause baby I tried Everything with you is so complicated Oh, why? You're not easy to love You're not easy to love (no) You're not easy to love You're not easy to love (no)
I am not Jasmine, I'm Aladdin
So far ahead, these bums is laggin'
See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin'
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
Look at my show footage, how these girls be spazzin'
So fuck I look like gettin' back to a has-been?
Yeah, I said it, has-been
Hang it up, flatscreen
(Haha) Plasma
Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma
I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine
I got bars, Xenocin
I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt
And I'll kick that hoe, punt
Forced trauma, blunt
You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front
You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it
Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with
You li'l brag a lot, I beat you with a pad-a-lock
I am a movie, camera block
You outta work, I know it's tough
But enough is enough
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Raah, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon
(Eminem)
I ain't into S&M, but my whip's off the chain
A little drop of candy paint drips off the frame
Twisted-ass mind, got a pretzel for a brain
An eraser for a head, fuckin' pencil for a frame
You don't like it then peel off, bitch
Every last woman on Earth I'll kill off, and I still wouldn't fuck you, slut
So wipe the smile on your grill off, I swear to God I'll piss a Happy Meal off
Get the wheels turnin', spin, and wheel off
Snap the axel in half, bust the tie-rod
Quit hollerin' "Why, God?" He ain't got shit to do with it
Bygones'll never be bygones, so won't be finished swallowin' my wad
I ain't finished blowin' it, nice bra
Hope it'll fit a tough titty, bitch
Life's hard, I swear to God, life is a dumb blonde white broad
With fake tits and a bad dye job
Who just spit in my fuckin' face and called me a fuckin' tightwad
So finally I broke down and bought her an iPod
And caught her stealin' my music, so I tied her arms and legs to the bed
Set up the camera and pissed twice on her
Look, two pees and a tripod!
The moral to the story is, life's treatin' you like dry sod?
Kick it back in its face, my God
It's Shady and Nicki Minaj, you might find the sight quite odd
But don't ask why, bitch (Ask why not)
The wo-world is my punchin' bag and
If I'm garbage, you're a bunch of maggots
Make that face, go on, scrunch it up at me
Show me the target so I can lunge and attack it
Like a, raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon
You fell off, off, they musta bumped your wagon
You musta went off the back, I'm 'bout to go off the deep end
I told you to stay in your lane, you just choked in traffic
(Nicki Minaj)
(I-I-I-I-Is) Is this the thanks that I get for puttin' you bitches on?
Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?
Shoulda sent a thank-you note, you little ho
Now I'ma wrap your coffin with a bow
(Ni-ni-ni) "Nicki, she's just mad 'cause you took the spot"
Word, that bitch mad 'cause I took the spot?
Well, bitch, if you ain't shittin', then get off the pot
Got some ***** out in Brooklyn that'll off your top
I-I-I-I hear them mumblin', I hear the cacklin'
I got 'em scared, shook, panickin'
Overseas, church, Vatican
You at a stand, still, mannequin
You wanna sleep on me? Overnight?
I'm the motherfuckin' boss, overwrite
And when I pull up, vroom, motorbike
Now all my ***** gettin' bucked, overbite
I see them dusty-ass Filas, Levi's
Raggedy-ass, holes in your knee-highs
I call the play, now do you see why?
These bitches callin' me Manning, Eli
(Manning, Eli!) Ma, ma-ma-ma-ma, Manning, Eli
These bitches callin' me (Manning, Eli)
(Eminem)
A-a-a-a-all you li'l faggots can suck it
No home, but I'ma stick it to 'em like refrigerator magnets
And I'm crooked enough to make straitjackets bend
Yeah, look who's back again, bitch, keep actin' as if
You have the same passion that I have
Yeah, right, still hungry, my ass
You assdicks had gastric bypass
Ain't hot enough to set fire to dry grass
And 'bout as violent as hair on eyelids (Eyelash!)
Go take a flyin' leap of faith off a fuckin' balcony
'Fore I shove a falcon wing up your fly ass
You know what time it is, so why ask?
When Shady and Nicki's worlds class
It's (high class) meets (white trash)
Grown men! Grown men!
Stop it, stop it!
You've gone mad, mad, I tell you, mad!
You and this boy Slim Shady!
What's goin' on?
They'll lock you away!
They'll put you in a jail cell!
I promise!
Take your mother's warning, Roman
Pleaaaaaaase
Back to bed! Run along!
Let's go! Come on!
Wash your mouth out with soap, boys
Okay I know I'm starting to look a little crazy from what I've recently posted but this is complete and utter insanity. It's beautiful and crazy and simply Nicki and Eminem. This is one of the best songs out right now by far. Don't worry if you listen to it like 5 times today, it's normal. Enjoy!
xotatespia
It's like I'm her new nightmare, she ain't escaping
It makes me feel a bit complete, yeah
Knowing someone you love don't feel the same way about ya
Memories they soon delete, hmmm
A couple weeks no talking, I seen my baby
I've missed you so damn much, hey
I wish we could start over, I told my baby
This what this bitch tells me, she said
[Chorus]
I keep on running, keep on running
And nothing works
I can't get away from you, no
I keep on ducking, keep on ducking
And nothing helps
I can't stop missing you, yeah
[Bridge]
Cuz I'm in the magazines
On the TV
No matter where you are you might hear me
I'm in the magazines
On the TV
No matter where you go you might see me
[Kanye West]
Uh, I’m Yeezy
She said Hi I’m Aria,
No! You an angel you wave hi to Aaliyah
I got a show in Korea
They built a new arena
Why don’t you come watch n-gga tear the whole scene up
I know I’ve seen you before but don’t know where I’ve seen ya
Oh I remember now, it’s something I that I dreamed of
Don C said she cool but don’t let her f-ck ya cream up
Monica Lewinsky on ya dress take ya to the cleaners
Sure enough a week later I’m in extra love
And everybody know she mine so she extra plug
Every bouncer every club show her extra love
We just praying the new fame don’t get the best of us
But all good things gotta come to an end-a
She let it go to her head, no not my aria
The height of her shopping was writers blocking me
I couldn’t get my shit out anyway, I hope you die Aria
[Chorus]
I keep on running, keep on running
And nothing works
I can't get away from you, no
Go get Man on The Moon II: The Legend of Mr. Rager... it's put together soo well broken down into different moods in a way. Cudder does it again!
xotatespia
All right, already The show goes on All night 'til the morning We dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun go Just remember when you come up The show goes on All right, already The show goes on All night 'til the morning We dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun go Just remember when you come up The show goes on Have you ever had the feelin' that you was bein' had? Don't that shit there make you mad? They treat you like a slave Put chains all on your soul and put whips up on your back They be lyin' through they teeth, hope you slip up off your path I don't switch up, I just laugh, put my kicks up on they desk Unaffected by they threats, then get busy on they ass See, that how that Chi-town made me, that's how my daddy raised me That glitterin' may not be gold, don't let nobody play me If you are my homeboy, you'll never have to pay me Go'n and put your hands up, when times is hard, you stand up L-U-P the man, cuz, the brand that the fans trust So even if they ban us, they'll never slow my plans up All right, already The show goes on All night 'til the morning We dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun go Just remember when you come up The show goes on All right, already The show goes on All night 'til the morning We dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun go Just remember when you come up The show goes on One in the air for the people ain't here Two in the air for the father that's there Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto Four for the kids that don't wanna be there None for the niggas tryna hold them back Five in the air for the teachers not scared
To tell those kids that's livin' in the ghetto That the niggas holdin' back that the world is theirs Yeah, yeah, the world is yours, I was once that little boy Terrified of the world, now I'm on a world tour I will give up everything, even start a world war For these ghetto girls and boys I'm rappin' 'round the world for Africa to New York, Haiti, then I detour Oakland out to Auckland, Gaza Strip to Detroit Say hip-hop only destroy, tell 'em look at me, boy I hope your son don't have a gun and never be a D-boy All right, already The show goes on All night 'til the morning We dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun go Just remember when you come up The show goes on All right, already The show goes on All night 'til the morning We dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun go Just remember when you come up The show goes on So no matter what been through, no matter what you into No matter what you see when you look outside your window Brown grass or green grass, picket fence or barbed wire Never ever put them down, you just lift your arms higher Raise 'em 'til your arms tired, let 'em know you here That you struggling, survivin', that you gon' persevere Ain't nobody leavin', nobody goin' home Even if they turn the lights out, the show is goin' on All right, already The show goes on All night 'til the morning We dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun go Just remember when you come up The show goes on All right, already The show goes on All night 'til the morning We dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun go Just remember when you come up The show goes on
Haven't listened to this song in forever but Pandora brought it back and couldn't be at a better timing! Enjoy.
Some people search for a fountain
That promises forever young Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love them
Hand me the world on a silver platter
And what good would it be
With no one to share
With no one who truly cares for me
Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you