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Permalink Reply by Nasty Nas a.k.a Lyrical G on December 14, 2009 at 11:12am

Yeah men this is nastynas a.k.a Dlyrical G
I spits rhymes like never in times
No dout ama jam like the club
pulling the knob thats gonna make ma niggaz jump
Hold up ama bout to make that count
Thats goonna make the whole thing hot
So hot you gonna get touched in the head like crack
Yes that a fact you wanna make money make it fast
So you wont lack lifted nas
Ive got ma mind that works like a mack
Its a rap...........

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Permalink Reply by Nasty Nas a.k.a Lyrical G on December 14, 2009 at 11:26am

The streets brought me up cause i need to be free
Ama street husler husling for cheese
Take this chains from my hands cuz i need to be free
You all know in Nigeria we husle to eat
Niggaz on the streets men husling for cheese
Thats why me and ma niggaz is Smokin on trees

Yo thats ma spit above this just to you all wack stars rappin the bread and butter stuff and talkin bout guns like uve got one.........Folk all your...Folk nas for saying hiphop is dead..........Guess what hip hop just resurrected...

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Permalink Reply by Jason C Williams on December 14, 2009 at 10:47pm

i know no love so how do i show
with your main connect knocked off and watched how do i blow
life so real i grew a hatered for each line that i flow
because, it only show me the hell in my life how sweat that i wouldn't show
i perscribed an antidote for my pain
but i aint dre,
either syrup, hennysay
or brazing a whole bird to the passion of my purple haze
im very un entertained by anything on t.v im crazed
like fifty smashing a screen
im tight the pressure to crush a diamond that your demon fiends
a b**** and get rich; a thin line between
but it get bloody, it get ugly than a m***********
bummy than a m*********** should've caught another letter
when life told me go to a homeless shelter to get another sweater
for this cold weather i guess its for the weather
quite n**** silent niggas ill kill yeah
the toughest niggas snitch
and some of the the pussiest of niggas rich
that dont breed offense
but, as far as this new age
cameras and internet
frankly to me
none of this s*** make any sense
but, let me spit a flow to make my love show.
but judge me and see id rather make them guns show.

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Permalink Reply by T.C. aka Tra Royal on December 14, 2009 at 10:58pm

F*** the unity its time to write Eulogys
Rap game filled wit b******* and tom foolery
dont know when the climate changed all of this is new to me
straight up gimmicks no talents coulda been foolin me's
hard for real s*** in the game n**** includin me
I guess Im step my game flew through the breeze
chillin wit tropic trees and young breezies
get her bottle of movado and watch her act sleezy
if thats wut the game pertains f*** mainstream
all the fires and they tryin exstinguish the flames
and let these flamin nobodies come in the game to make a name
everbody complain but aint doin a damn thing
I guess b that n**** to win eelections and bring change

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Permalink Reply by brazilian b0$$ on December 15, 2009 at 4:22am

I aint american but can spit bars with ease
make a hit off this freestyle will be easy
after this drop, b****** wont leave me
neither the haters, cuz they need me
you may say im not that best lyrical
but c'mon son you know i dont need a miracle
already fly high like an american eagle
like 50 cent in 03 , i wanna do it ecqual
100 mills ? s***.. police may catch me on something ilegal
mess with me and get your ass kicked like Steven Seagal
n**** if you wanna stunt , i'll be behind my peopleee
no question about it, thats how we gizzlee!!!

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Permalink Reply by DjBlackTop TheSideKick on December 15, 2009 at 10:40am

NO GANGSTA S*** CAUSE IT SEEMS NOT TO BE SELLING THESE DAYS DAMN!

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Permalink Reply by NaS on December 18, 2009 at 6:03am

I aint gunna spit some freestyles, but i would very much like to spit on your black charcoal n**** mummas V***** and get it ready for my c***

Thanks and Kind regards, Nasir

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Permalink Reply by THE GENERAL-5stars-OG on December 20, 2009 at 2:32am

Bump

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Permalink Reply by g-unitnigga2007 on December 20, 2009 at 4:21am

i read the b******* that niggas be on, thisis50.com
afghanistan flow, black n**** like me known to drop bombs
lyrical agenda, my schedule is word deep
niggas dont give a f*** they will shoot, run, and leave YOU dead in the street
HOT paper flow? no just lyrical heat
i speak to beats, while the mic listens to me
hot MC, MASTER CEREMONY
f*** the lies that niggas make up to sound good in rhymes
i got too much money to make and spend, thats on my life and future lives
2 baby momma's pregnant now a n**** f***** up
but everything happens for a reason but no condom was ever opened up
guess i gotta take life's consequences and apply em
lace my words with acid in case niggas try to bite em
leave em toothless, im ruthless, restless, im nocturnal
im up when u sleep, on the plane, u at the terminal
muthafuck a doctor, ill lyrically disect you im so surgical
im deaf to fake niggas its no wonder i never heard of you
i dont think about wat is not right in GOD 's eyes, ill simply murder you
dont think well come see, and you can star in ur own bur-i-al
intense incense, the odor my gunpowder leave
i trademarked this freestyle, so copy cat
and ill skin one
9 ways to diE, muthafucka go and pick one
or shall i apply needles to relieve stress
im f***** around, tryna find where to stick one
ill f*** all ya b******, even give em' cash, conterfeit
u knwo what it is wit me MONEY OVER B******
ALL THAT, THIS IS FINAL, CASE CLOSED, PERIOD...ughhh

and im black like that
back like a cape, superhero i aint
i dont save no hoe, im at the top of the hill like Hank
b**** n**** dont live in me, its just somethin a n**** liKE ME aint
im countin cash after this verse done,
i f*** hoes as fast as my money come
i killed a n**** more than once, left smoother than when this verse is done
dont smoke blunts but i tote em and sell em
ill sell water to a faucet, ill sell black seed to a melon
slang thred to a needle, pitch wings to a beetle
nobody can come close to killin me off protection
I GOT TOO MANY PEOPLE...
feelin like the president, know crackers want me dead
i got wine for that
AK-47's NEW ORLEANS purchased on my spine and back
.44 in my waist, BuLLETPROOF paddinG and plates in my NEW ERA hat
so illegal, f*** the cops...my apparrel, got em jealous of me
but they can try me and eye the gun on mE'S barrel
bird niggas snitchin, they singin songs like christmas carols
IF they kill me, GOD will remount my wings
I KNOW YOU HEARD HIS EYE IS ON THE SPARROW...

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Permalink Reply by Van Der Sloot (G-Unit) on January 3, 2010 at 10:42pm

"turn my headphones up. I can't hear my Snare" "Ok" "'Yo Dre U a Fool for this 1" Are We Recording?" "Ok"
"I'm on my double dutch s***. I'm bout to jump right in on this b****" "check It'' "Shady Aftermath Ji-Ji-joo-Ji-Ji-Joo G-Unit""Detox is comin yall" "let me give a quick shout to that chick who hummed my balls last nite to the melody of the Jeffersons when it's goin off, This 1's for You" "AYo Westside Stand up " Southside Stand Up." North Side Stand Up." Eastside stand the F*** Up" i ain't forget about Yall."This is for all my Homeys on locked down" Pour out a lil Liqour for ya homeys Nikha! Don't let the drink get like that Yall." "OK"

When I say Hip Yall Say Hop
Hip
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Let's try this again "Yo Yo Yo"
When I say Hip Yall Say Hop
Hip
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"ay f*** yall mufuckas"

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Permalink Reply by knowledge †-the truth-† on January 5, 2010 at 4:39pm

when the strap out u know wut that bout...

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