This is REAL Rap.

[AmazeO XD]

Not Real Rap REAL RAP... Lemme put you on game (gunshot) Lemme put you on game Don't you know that I run this place, And I've begun this race, Must I rerun this pace? I'm the reason its become this way And their love for it is the reason I have become this praised (lemme put you on game) They love my darkness, I make them heartless, And in return, the have become my martyrs, I've been in the poem of many a poet, And I reside in the art of many a artist (lemme put you on game) Some of your smartest have tried to artictulate My whole part in this But they're fruitless in their harvestin' The drow grows from my footsteps I'm the one that they follow, I am the one that they march with (lemme put you on game) Through the back alleys And the black markets, The Oval Offices, Crackhouses and apartments Through the mazes of the queens, The pages of the sages And the Chambers of The Kings (lemme put you on game) Through the veins-es of the fiends, A paper chaser's pager, Yo, I'm famous on the scene One of the oldest, most ancient-est of things Speak every single language on the planet, y'all mean? (lemme put you on game) I am the American dream, The rape of Africa The undying machine, The overpriced medicine, The murderous regime, The tough guy's front And the one behind the scenes (lemme put you on game) I am the blood of this city, It's gas, water, and electricity, I'm it's gym, and it's math, and it's history, The gunshots in the class And you can't pass if you're missin, G. I taught them better than that I taught them aim for the head And hope they never come back I'm glad your daddy's gone, baby, Hope he never comes back, I hope he's with your mother, With my hustlers high in my trap (lemme put you on game) I hope you die in his trash, I can't help it all you hear when your crying is laughs Somebody'll find you tied up in this bag, Behind the hospital little baby, Beg to share what addicts had (lemme put you on game) Then maybe you can grow up to be a stripper, A welfare-receiving prostitute And gold digger, You can watch on TV, How they should properly depict you, The rivers should flow with liqour, Quench your thirst on my elixers, (lemme put you on game) I am the safe haven for the rebel runaway and the resistor The trusted misleader, The number one defender, And from a throne of their bones I rule, These fools are my fuel So I make them cool, (lemme put you on game) Baptize them in the water out of Scarface pool, And feed 'em from the table that held Corleone's food, If you die, tell them that you played my game I hope your bullet holes become mouths that say my name, 'Cause I'm the... (gunshot)

[MrBeelzy]

I don't actively listen to rap in any form, but I like Brother Ali who was that you posted?

[Oneironaut Zero]

Not bad (at the one AmazeO put up). The first verse was kinda "eeehhh..." but the second was tight. I'll keep it goin: Not Real Rap Real Rap spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. la ciudad respirando (translation of spanish: Listen to it.. the city breathing) * woman repeats 3X * [spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. [Mos Def] The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis Shinin, like who on top of this? People was tusslin, arguin and bustlin Gangstaz of Gotham hardcore hustlin I'm wrestlin with words and ideas My ears is picky, seekin what will transmit the scribes can apply to transcript, yo This ain't no time where the usual is suitable Tonight alive, let's describe the inscrutable The indisputable, we New York the narcotic Strength in metal and fiber optics where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips for profits, thirsty criminals take pockets Hard knuckles on the second hands of workin class watches Skyscrapers is collosus, the cost of living is preposterous, stay alive, you play or die, no options No Batman and Robin, can't tell between the cops and the robbers, they both partners, they all heartless With no conscience, back streets stay darkened Where unbeliever hearts stay hardened My eagle talons STAY sharpened, like city lights stay throbbin You either make a way or stay sobbin, the Shiny Apple is bruised but sweet and if you choose to eat You could lose your teeth, many crews retreat Nightly news repeat, who got shot down and locked down Spotlight to savages, NASDAQ averages My narrative, rose to explain this existance Amidst the harbor lights which remain in the distance So much on my mind that I can't recline Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathin Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening Sigh before we die like the last train leaving [Talib Kweli] Breathin in deep city breaths, sittin on shitty steps we stoop to new lows, hell froze the night the city slept The beast crept through concrete jungles communicatin with one another And ghetto birds where waters fall from the hydrants to the gutters The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be makin You on the wrong side of the track, lookin visibly shaken Taken them plungers, plungin to death that's painted by the numbers with crime unapplied pressure, cats is playin God but havin children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it we played against each other like puppets, swearin you got pull when the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene Thoughts that people put in the air Places where you could get murdered over a glare But everything is fair It's a paradox we call reality So keepin it real will make you casualty of abnormal normality Killers Born Naturally like, Mickey and Mallory Not knowing the ways'll get you capped like an NBA salary Some cats be emceeing to illustrate what we be seeing Hard to be a spiritual being when shit is shakin what you believe in For trees to grow in Brooklyn, seeds need to be planted I'm asking if y'all feel me AND THE CROWD LEFT ME STRANDED My blood pressure boiled and rose, cause New York niggaz actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go I take the L, transfer to the 2, head to the gates New York life type trife the Roman Empire state [Mos Def and crew] So much on my mind I just can't recline Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline Yo don't the bass ride out like an ancient mating call I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathin Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening Sigh before we die like the last train leaving [spanish speaking woman] Escuchela..Respirando como yo...Ojos Sinceros, Escondiendo pena y temor...Silencio de mentira, Entre el hogar escapando sentimientos entre eya y yo... [Common] Yo...on The Amen, Corner I stood lookin at my former hood Felt the spirit in the wind, knew my friend was gone for good Threw dirt on the casket, the hurt, I couldn't mask it Mixin down emotions, struggle I hadn't mastered I coreograph seven steps to heaven And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leavened Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go for What I know or, what's known So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home From the crib I spend months gone Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin to shorties cuss long Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong Tried to call, or at least beep the Lord, but didn't have a touch-tone It's a dog-eat-dog world, you gotta mush on Some of this land I must own Outta the city, they want us gone Tearin down the 'jects creatin plush homes My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones Surrounded by hate, yet I love home Ask my God how he thought travellin the world sound Found it hard to imagine he hadn't been past downtown It's deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep [Mos Def and crew] So much on my mind I just can't recline Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline Yo how the bass ride out like an ancient mating call I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathing Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening Kiss the Ide's goodbye, I'm on the last train leaving

[AmazeO XD]

Not bad (at the one AmazeO put up). The first verse was kinda "eeehhh..." but the second was tight. Yeah, the bolded part of the lyrics (I Am the American Dream, the blood of this city, etc etc) is my favorite part. I do believe that part is in the trailer for the upcoming movie "Street Kings". Trailer below. And Onei, I really liked that song.

[CoLd BlooDed]

REAL Rap The Crazies - Circle of Tyrants "The Crazies, live in the subways Completely control the underground They're Night Raiders." [Mr. Hyde] Yo Don't be concerned about what you heard about me word of mouth Facts I'll take the burner out and blow your fucking sternum out I'll keep the fragments, little pieces of your clavicle In my cabinets to prove you 'aint shatter proof Put the four fifth to you, let all four clips in you Pain experience is like a Pitch George grip to you Now you scarecrow dead, watch me tear whole heads Off at their shoulders I cough as you smolder Fresh ash particles contaminate the sky From your flesh barbeque, inhale it to get high Or pull the tool in your bless, leave you laying on the deck fuck your bullet proof vest son, I'm aiming for your neck Now your beautiful jugular is soaking up my rug 'Aint no crews rugged'er, I'll prove it with a slug See, we psycho+logical your team's methodical We back slap fag rappers like bitch prostitutes Scream, and pray its only a nightmare And hope your gaping throats really only a slight tear In truth you slice right with the nice nine inch knife Every trife rhyme I write ignite twenty-five alike [Goretex] Barn of the naked dead Garnish your flesh, carving your head Me and the Covent starve women till there orange and red Take creep pictures, renounced, I'm the young Keith Richards I'll turn a MILF evil, feed her some speed with killer mixtures Riding Bibles like a man tongue We slime buckets, where sluts get gutted, fucked and punched With there tampons, a blood fetish A monstrous grimace like Al Fish A moment of silence the count is about to affix Playing God is such a thrill for me My young ministry with six women become un-inhibited they kill for me The God of love, I leave scars and misery See letting these women go don't make sense, it's a sin to me The night surgeon, I flip it like a Christ diversion Welcome to Hell, selling souls right in person The gore merchant, murder for pigs is always worth it Expressed male, set my panties and bloody curtains [Ill Bill] Call me the sad wings of destiny Spread across the planet like leprosy Destroying your entire life's legacy Nuclear priest, fire storm, human defeat My goons are elite, murdering you with the tools of the street The morbid sorcerer, forty four magnum officer slaughterer Calling your coroner, crash street at the corner of Lauberman Jumping the L, between cars puffing the L Robbing you on the way to Carnarsie for something to sell And I will strike down upon the with great vengeance and furious anger Burying you with illirious bangers A total nightmare, chrome nines appear Walking with no sign of fear Designed to tear you with this piece of these vagina scare Pussy clot, ill guerilla pimp make the pussy pop Another rookie cop got shot another pussy drop Either we mad men or mysterious villains Or billionaires, sociopaths, or serial killers [Necro] Murder rappers with a shooting titanium microphone Bullets in your brain rip threw cranium like Styrofoam Four thugs who step to me who catch belly slugs Now your four faggits dead laid out in a row covered in smelly rugs Dying to meet ya, slice up each feature Your grill's a bloody mess, your face looks like a piet pizza Like bleeding pimples, we hold katanas The scientist analyst, I'm breeding pit bulls and piranhas The messiah, I ain't nothing but a creep in a trench They found Jesus downtown Brooklyn sleeping on a bench Lobotomy class, we experiment cut and stitch Open your brain up and analyze it to find out why your such a bitch Put gats to you Throw you in a lake naked with a block of cement attached to you I don't sweat to shoot you (uhn uh) Rather cut your spleen on screen like a Tom Savini scene Execute you

[Oneironaut Zero]

Copy everything after the = sign in the youtube link Then it's [yt ]whatever that code was[ /yt] (without spaces)

[LifeStandsStill]

Hmm nice vid O, I particularly liked Commons part in it. There's a video that I saw all the time a few years back on tv, don't know what it's called and I can't find it. But I've always liked Common. Amaze, your vid was good too, although the first one wouldn't let me view it. I'm sure it was fail anyways though. I might contribute to this later myself...

[AmazeO XD]

The first one was Soulja Boy. Oh, CB, not quite right. You only put in the code. So http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LlQ7i85SnKs becomes ["yt]LlQ7i85SnKs[/yt] without the quotes to embed. I really like the rap verse of this song at 1:24 Try to lie but it ain't me Ain't me Try to look but I can't see Can't stop right now cause I'm too far and I can't keep goin' cause it's too hard In the day in the night it's the same thing On the field on the block it's the same game On the real if you stop then it's no pain but if you can't feel pain then it's no gain Rearrange and you change and it's all bad and you try to maintain but you fall back And you crawl and you slip and you slide down Wanna make it to the top better start now So I hold my soul and I die hard All alone in the night in the graveyard Someday one day I'm gonna be free and they won't try to kill me for being me Hey someday.

[LifeStandsStill]

The first one was Soulja Boy. Thank goodness it said it wasn't available then.

[Kushna Mufeed]

I don't know if I've said this before, but Immortal Technique is my favorite rapper. I could probably fill this thread with his songs. But I'll leave it at one for now: Caught in a Hustle.

[CoLd BlooDed]

That's a sick song Kush, one of my favourites is Peruvian Cocaine. Thanks Amaze, the video has been successfully embedded.

[AmazeO XD]

That's a sick song Kush, one of my favourites is Peruvian Cocaine. Thanks Amaze, the video has been successfully embedded. No Problem.

[Man of Shred]

this shit is just sick but funny.

[Xox]

THIS is real rap - Lyrics - [Verse 1:] I'm fearless Now hear this I'm earless And I'm peer-less That means I'm eyeless Which means I'm tearless Which means my iris resides where my ears is Which means I'm blinded But I'mma find it I can feel it's nearness But I'mma veer so I don't come near Like a chicken or a deer But I remember I'm not a listener or a seer so my windshield smear Here, you steer, I really shouldn't be behind this, clearly cause my blindness The windshield is minstrel, the whole grill is roadkill, so trill and so sincere. Yeah, I'm both them there Took both pills, when a bloke in a trench coat and the locs in the chair had approached him here And he clear as a ghost, so a biter of the throats in the mirror The writer of the quotes for the ghosts who supplier of the notes to the living Riveting is rosy, pockets full of posies, given to the mother of the deceased. Awaken at war, 'til I'm restin' in peace [Chorus 1:] You goin' over niggas' heads Lu (Dumb it down) They tellin' me that they don't feel you (Dumb it down) We ain't graduate from school nigga (Dumb it down) Them big words ain't cool nigga (Dumb it down) Yeah I heard Mean And Vicious nigga (Dumb it down) Make a song for the bitches nigga (Dumb it down) We don't care about the weather nigga (Dumb it down) You'll sell more records if you (Dumb it down) [Verse 2:] And I'm mouthless Which means I'm soundless Now as far as the hearing, I've found it It was as far as the distance from the earring to the ground is But the doorknockers on the ear of a stewardess in a Lear She fine and she flyin, I feel I'm flying by'em 'cause my mind's on cloud nine and I'm a mime at the same time Pimp C the wings on the underground king Who's also Klingon To infinity and beyond Something really stinks, but I Sphinx like Leon Or lying in the desert I'm flying on Pegasus you're flying on the pheasant Rider of the white powder, picker of the fire flowers, spit hot fire like Dylon on Chappelle's skit Yeah, smell it on my unicorn, snort the white horse, but toot my own horn (sleep) [Chorus 2:] You've been shedding too much light Lu (Dumb it down) You make'em wanna do right Lu (Dumb it down) They're getting self-esteem it down) These girls are trying to be queens Lu (Dumb it down) They're trying to graduate from school Lu (Dumb it down) They're starting to think that smart is cool Lu (Dumb it down) They're trying to get up out the hood Lu (Dumb it down) I'll tell you what you should do (Dumb it down) [Verse 3:] And I'm brainless Which means I'm headless Like Ichabod Crane is Or foreplay-less sex is Which makes me stainless With no neck left to hang the chain with Which makes me necklace-less Like a necklace theft And I ain't used my headrest yet They said they need proof like a vestless chest 'bout the best, fair F-F-jet in the nest Who exudes confidence and excess depth Even Scuba Steve would find it hard to breathe Around these leagues My snorkle is a tuba, Lu the ruler around these seas Westside Poseidon, Westside beside'em, chest high and rising Almost touching the knees of stewardess and the pilot Lucky they make it flowered Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves David Blaine Make it rain Make a boat I make a plane Then, I pull the plug and I make it drain Until I feel like flowing and filling it up again..(Westside) [Chorus 3:] You putting me to sleep nigga (Dumb it down) That's why you ain't popping in the streets nigga (Dumb it down) You ain't winning no awards nigga (Dumb it down) Robots and skateboards nigga? (Dumb it down) GQ Man Of The Year G? (Dumb it down) Shit ain't rocking over here B (Dumb it down) Won't you talk about your cars nigga? (Dumb it down) What the fuck is goyard nigga (Dumb it down) Make it rain for the chicks (Dumb it down) Pour champagne on a bitch (Dumb it down) What the fuck is wrong with you? (Dumb it down) How can I get on a song with you? (Dumb it down) [Gemini: talking] Look B, here's my man, my two way, (hey) uh, what should I - ah here take this (hey) that right there, fucking my voice all the time nigga, (hey) nigga you hot to me, I like you (Dumb it down) [Lupe:] Bishop G, they told me I should come down cousin, but I flatly refuse I ain't dumb down nothing If you didn't figure it out, Lupe is addressing stereotypical rappers and their fans. It is clear that the first verse of lupe's new single "Dumb it Down" its talking ignorant hip-hop fans: from hiphopdx.com Comments: "The 1st verse is about blinded fans looking instead of listening. So instead of dumming down, Lupe is going to steer clear of the (minstrel) show. He's saying he has no competition from his peers because he is real and sincere. And he ain't dumming down s***."

[suttsman]

Spongebob Rap: I'm not much of a fan of rap, but this was just plain hilarious!

[AmazeO XD]

LOL SUTTS. That was hilarious. THIS IS REAL RAP I need two supreme tacos and hold the sour cream, it makes me vomit and it's an ugly scene, a chicken quesadilla and taco salad too, this is how we do up in the drive thru, i need a spicy chicken double decker chilli cheese wrap large coke, bottle of water, don't forget the cap i need two soft tacos and an enchurrito don't be thinking that its all for me though "yo queiro taco bell" my boy said to me so i'll get him a chalupa and one for free. i hope you're getting all this down, you're sitting there without a sound hot sauce, i need that too, make it three, no make it two large coke, i need that too, one for me and for you just kidding, being nice (AND DON'T FORGET THE YELLOW RICE!) yellow rice, he wants that too, is that something you guys do? if not nachos please, hold the lettuce, add the cheese one more holla for a dollar this my crew in this drive thru one more thing, give it to me cause baby WE HUNGRY.

[Wrathful]

I like Del Tha Funkee Homosapien and De La Soul.

[Oneironaut Zero]

Hmm nice vid O, I particularly liked Commons part in it. There's a video that I saw all the time a few years back on tv, don't know what it's called and I can't find it. But I've always liked Common. Yup. Common is one of my favorite rappers. I don't know if I've said this before, but Immortal Technique is my favorite rapper. Immortal Technique is one of my favorites too. This is REAL Rap: Talib Kweli - "Where Do We Go" Lyrics This is REAL Rap: Talib Kweli f/ Pharoah Monch and Common - "The Truth" Lyrics This is REAL Rap: Talib - Kweli - "The Proud" Lyrics

[Riot Maker]

Jedi Mind Tricks- On the eve of war 616 rewind. CunninLynguists ft Celph Titled, Tonedeff, Sankofa, Kashal-Tee. Fucking rediculous song. Celph Titled: "Kill an unborn baby and you still couldn't de-fetus (ooh)." one of the best one liners i have ever heard. [Tonedeff] Yo, first I sprinkle a verse By adding words, rhymes Flippin 'em in to a verse with lines Then ima hit 'em with spurts rhyme Then ima let 'em and split 'em and add Feelin my wrath Vagrantly depart to the south so dirty You want to be given a bath Give it a pathelogical lie to deny that i'm nice And the truth hurts (ow) Wearin' a blue shirt the best buy for the price Figure, Six guys this live and nice on the mic So don't dis us because we're fly, Until you try what it's like I'm liable to Slice at these emcee bastards Leaving their knees fractured Needing every peice of their teeth re-crafted So don't front 'cause I see past it You're harmless like wolverines adamantium claws Yhen they're retracted The scene's backlit, It seems static will wreack havoc A beat battered, I'll keep rappin' In leech battle, will dreams shatter In three nanoseconds (damn) Count your patients, One step to Tonedeff You're gone in sixty seconds like (?) [Deacon] I leave you riddled with basics There's no need for complexity To be beside myself I need God next to me Just kiddin' I'm patially bull shittin' The only time I take a loss pussy's When I lose kittens I pitch shit past 'ya, no matter who's hittin I don't capsize boats, But I got crews flippin' You catch it? the message needs analisation Step and your boys will be pouring alcoholic libations I flew sick, you knew this I'll puzzle you, doofus Fuck mental In the stretcher went to a physical (?) It will take more than stick to rearrange it then change it His language is so strange, how do we contain it? You can't just paint this stuff up on a canvas You have to get the mental picture To begin to understand this So, Anticipate defeat, the league chances Got your head speared, no lances Doing burial dances [sankofa] I'm giving fourty like with speech imediments Each other threat causes confident cats to stutter, Step caught a reputation down the sides: Too raw for porn, over thugs plates of leftovers Eat some warm dober Thug's a jaded wordsmith, Bleeding ghost writer's pen's dry Get on other rapper's nerves Corroding dead, dryed sweat My thoughts connect, You ought to step away fast, It seems I gave cats "hey that's the way they make tracks" Forget a scare, I'm not generous, kid Split society of (?) and indented in (?) Independently sick And this is just a quick reminder If you was to pick a cipher Then I'll bust you quick to write yours All expenses paid, no questions asked I'll get open in the cut and we can flesh your gash Cat, relax. Man, the last time I took a breather I got brought up on murder charges Start the crooked finger [Kno] Yo, I'm not the fella to rifF with I'm so nice Mr. Rogers sued my ass For copyright infringement Roll with henchemen, Not, we'll switch heads From wanna be thugs to 24/7 bitch kids I'll bring my shitlist Production cat bastards want jiggy beats For some whack rappers Switch my style if you're tryin' to play, My beats will maraud your ass any time of day Like deuce Biggalow's chick, Whenever your through shit People see you and holler "That's one huge bitch!" Shit, when the lp rolls out The source will be forced to make the quotables A three page fold-out No doubt, I'm fed up with this whack shit Ballin the next gear, wearing abercrombie and fitch Any Jiggy rapper acting fly on the radio Is getting pulled out of rotation like a firestone radial [Kashal Tee] Catch the Tee, the hip hop scene I fathom Let people know my windows belt keeps my jeans from sagging It seems I'm raggin, But feinds been naggin' for my next release I apply all my expertise to make them extra pleased Even get the breaks to peace that make a brother feel this All I do is independent, like double helix Selling out? well I hope that you're not But how else could you afford all the soap that you drop? You cant fuck wit me, yo, kid look Taking me out aint no small feat, you aint bigfoot You should know who the heck you're facing 'cause my reputation leaves no room for speculation Now battle, is that you want to do? What kind of man are you? I bet you sit on (?) Now that it's proven to you You got a lot to tell us, Them got your heart skipping beats like accapellas [Celph-titled] I'll be a mythic author, Writing poems on tombstones Celph-titled and, nigga you couldn't bring home I'm at the crib wit your bitch givin' me slow head Split you up in more peices than when Jesus broke bread My click is raw, be prepared when you meet us Kill an unborn baby and you still couldn't de-fetus (ooh) I don't battle with rhymes, I'd rather battle with nines Instead of using my mind I'd rather shatter your spine The closest you ever came to a punch line, Was waiting for refreshments at the prom in '89 I'm super crafty, super nasty, super rhaspy Fuckin' bitches with super asscheeks You fucking faggots don't know the wrong speeches I beat a bitch untill her whole body turns to cleavage I'm hyperactive so I drink decaffinated My left jab is fatal, leave your cats decapitated!

[CoLd BlooDed]

Ooh, that reminds me... Jedi Mind Tricks - Uncommon Valor (Vietnam Story) Lyrics are in the video, my favourite part however is... Sergeant, Marksman, I'm skillin' killin' illin' I'm able and willing Kill a village elephant, rape and pillage your village Illegimate killers, US military geurillas... Or Bit the Charlie, hit trigger, hit it, I'm in it to win it, get it the lieutenant hinted the villian, I've ended up killing, I did it, Cripple, pictures I painted is vivid, Live it, a wizard with weapons, A secret mission we about to begin it, Government funded, behind enemy lines...

[CoLd BlooDed]

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