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Αγαπημένα verses από εξωτερικό?

sahalem – Τρι, 25 Μαϊ 21, 12:12, 2528 αναγνώσεις

Ό,τι κάναμε και στην Ελληνική Σκηνή, τώρα και εδώ.

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sahalem – Τετ, 9 Ιουν 21, 21:29

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YV2Guv8l2FY

R.A. The Rugged Man - Uncommon Valor : A Vietnam Story

Call me Thorburn, John A., staff sergeant
Marksman, skilled in killin', illin', I'm able and willin'
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage a village
Illegitimate killers, U.S. Military guerrillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam shit
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothin' drug abusin', Vietnamese women screwin'
Sex, gamblin' and boozin' — all this shit is amusin'
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't wanna go home where I'm just an ordinary human being
Special Op, Huey chopper gun ship, run shit
Gook run when the minigun spit, won't miss
Kill shit, spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Victor Charlie, hair-trigger, hit it, I'm in it to win it
Get it, the lieutenant hinted, the villain, I been it
The killin', I did it, cripple, did it
Pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons: the secret mission, we 'bout to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines
Bullets is sprayin', it's heatin' up a hundred degrees
The enemy's the North Vietnamese, bitch please!
Ain't no sweat, I'm totally at ease
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we 'bout to hit some trees
Tail rotor broke, crash land
American man in Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the Whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearin' black pajamas
They wanna harm us, they all up on us
Bang bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the Captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flyin', loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestines
Pray to the one above, it's rainin', I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dyin', I feel dizzy, I'm losin' blood
I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights
Black, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must've died, then I woke up, surprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back
But ain't escape Agent Orange: two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegia, micro cephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness — name it, they had it
My son died, he ain't live
But I still try to think positive, ‘cause in life, God take, God give

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sahalem – Πεμ, 10 Ιουν 21, 15:21

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wRGguhaT9Hg&list=PLQeroY7XkiFHRI5R9vgiHwpBNpqj1RZjy&index=14

Eminem - Rock Bottom

[Verse 2]
My life is full of empty promises and broken dreams
I'm hopin' things look up, but there ain't no job openings
I feel discouraged, hungry and malnourished
Livin' in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
And I'm sick of workin' dead-end jobs with lame pay
And I'm tired of bein' hired and fired the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game, play
'Cause when we die, we know we all goin' the same way
'Cause it's cool to be the player, but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man, plus a luxury sedan
Or comfortable and roomy in a 6
But they threw me in the mix with all these gloomy lunatics
Who walk around depressed, and smoke a pound of cess a day
And yesterday went by so quick, it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball, but I'm too stressed to play
Live half my life and throw the rest away

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sahalem – Τετ, 16 Ιουν 21, 10:49

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KV2ssT8lzj8
Eminem - No Love ft. Lil Wayne

Eminem

I'm alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life I can
See these people's ears perk up as I begin to spaz with the pen,
I'm a little bit sicker than most,
Shit's gonna get thick again, they say the
Competition is stiff, but I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in
I ain't never giving in again
Caution to the wind, complete freedom,
Look at these rappers, how I treat them so why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em yeah
They call me a freak 'cause I like to spit on these pussies 'fore I eat them
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage, where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute,
Yeah that rap was tight, but I'm 'bout to spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit and start over from scratch and write new ones
But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump in the place
All the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game I so started
To rock fellow, when I'm not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted 'cause Marsh is not mellow
'Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop, I'm standing on my Monopoly board
That means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop, 'til my hip don't hop anymore
When you're so good that you can't say it 'cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
People just get sick 'cause you spit, these fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride,
You never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow
You'll never take my pride, killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent is getting no
Mercy, mark my words, ain't letting up, relentless I smell blood,
I don't give a fuck, keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up? You get no love

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Taxudromos – Τρι, 29 Ιουν 21, 11:50

Logic - One (feat. Frank Sinatra)

It was all a dream just a year ago
Bussin’ tables and servin’ food but y’all don’t hear it though
Now I’m on another level but y’all aren’t near it though
My soul bleedin’ on the track, so spiritual
It’s a blessing cause now rappin’ is my profession yo
Set to detonate, I’m just waitin’ for my time to blow


White boy at first glance but when I rhyme they know
Race don’t mean a fucking thing the second that I flow
It’s been a year and everything I said would happen has
While everybody that I know was out havin’ a blast
I was right here in the studio bustin’ my ass
It’s been a year, I’m twenty-one but I feel (Thirty-five)
Yeah, and now I got this
I taste the blood, no one can stop this
Second I drop this, die hard fans is finna cop this
While the rest of the world follows through fiber optics
I took my time, see I studied the game, learned how to rhyme
I was around drugs and gats, but never delved in crime
Had other things in mind, so I began to grind
First tape was a success
Locally, I got press
But I knew this one right here would run the world a mess, but I digress
A year ago, I was a youngin in his room
Staring out the window, lookin’ at the moon, knowing it’s coming soon
But today I board this rocket ship and sonic boom
Cause I am no longer a seed, homie, it’s time to bloom

sahalem – 21 hours, 47 mins ago
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sahalem – Τρι, 29 Ιουν 21, 20:58

TaxudromosΤρίτη, 29 Ιουν. 2021, 11:50
Logic - One (feat. Frank Sinatra)

It was all a dream just a year ago
Bussin’ tables and servin’ food but y’all don’t hear it though
Now I’m on another level but y’all aren’t near it though
My soul bleedin’ on the track, so spiritual
It’s a blessing cause now rappin’ is my profession yo
Set to detonate, I’m just waitin’ for my time to blow


White boy at first glance but when I rhyme they know
Race don’t mean a fucking thing the second that I flow
It’s been a year and everything I said would happen has
While everybody that I know was out havin’ a blast
I was right here in the studio bustin’ my ass
It’s been a year, I’m twenty-one but I feel (Thirty-five)
Yeah, and now I got this
I taste the blood, no one can stop this
Second I drop this, die hard fans is finna cop this
While the rest of the world follows through fiber optics
I took my time, see I studied the game, learned how to rhyme
I was around drugs and gats, but never delved in crime
Had other things in mind, so I began to grind
First tape was a success
Locally, I got press
But I knew this one right here would run the world a mess, but I digress
A year ago, I was a youngin in his room
Staring out the window, lookin’ at the moon, knowing it’s coming soon
But today I board this rocket ship and sonic boom
Cause I am no longer a seed, homie, it’s time to bloom

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Vosk_os –
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ναρκωτικα_γυναικες_και_λεφτα – Δευ, 26 Ιουλ 21, 23:49 – Τελευταία αλλαγή: Δευ, 26 Ιουλ 21, 23:56 by ναρκωτικα_γυναικες_και_λεφτα

tou everlast

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKkBLZcUSTU&ab_channel=IllBill-Topic

əɯɐɟ

Sipno – Τρι, 27 Ιουλ 21, 15:36

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eFRpRk7vwO8

Both verses

High roller that’s bipolar
Bubbling but still missing something like I’m diet cola
Trying to boss up like Tony Soprano
I’m still a boss like I’m Joseph Bonanno
Feel stranded on an island like I’m Gilligan
Lost a couple teeth, went back to the grill again
Fans acting like it’s killing them, these cheap tricks
Wasn’t working so I went and got my teeth fixed
Known for saying harsh remarks that are partially dark
Samples chopped like it’s martial arts
Can’t complain, kids like my art
But feel like, I’m still waiting for my life to start
Last three months catatonic, feeling miserable
Walk around my city and I feel like I’m invisible
Never felt like I had to ask if I'm dope
Now I'm Casper the Ghost tight grasping for quotes

[Verse 2]
Panic in my legs, feel heavy while I hallucinate
Standing on a ledge about to jump but I'll rejuvenate
Holding on, but I hope it’s soon
‘Cause pills the only way I know to patch these open wounds
Responsibility, literally killing me
Life used to sparkle. Nothing’s fucking thrilling me
Used to sit and gather my words, called it artillery
Now life is torture, would gladly end it willingly
Reason I’m still here are for my dogs and my family
I don’t expect anyone to understand me
When I was young loved Suicidal Tendencies
Now I'm older, I got suicidal tendencies
Might be punished for my sins, that would make sense
Stars align once, haven't had a break since
Maybe I should lower the bar, it's raised too high
Maybe I should work harder, but I do try
Used to walk around, thank god I'm the shit
Now feel like a piece of shit in a bottomless pit
Trying to build my strength like Bane so I can climb out
But life moves so fast, I need a time out

Chicharito III – Παρ, 30 Ιουλ 21, 02:34

Ok, now, black card in my pocket
Riding round in that gatti
Pistol off my boxers
I ain't got time to be boxing
Got a red bone she look tropic
If she fuck me right then she shopping
Young money we poppin’
I eat these rappers, Anthony Hopkins
See that V-neck, that's Polo
Grilled up like Ocho
Chuck Taylors with no socks
You niggas chicken: pollo
Nigga LIV on Sundays, King of Diamonds Monday
Swagger just dumb, call it Kelly Bundy
Got a big house with a backyard, fish tank with sharks in it
Real nigga, I’m authentic
I’ll fuck the bitch 'til she short-winded
Got a bad bitch who be bartending
Couple homies that gang bang
I get on anybody track and hit that bitch with that Wayne train
Free my nigga T.I
SooWoo to the beehive
Got a G6 and a G5
You pussy niggas you feline
Don’t stop the party, we be getting gnarley
Woah kimosabe, I’m with Mack, Fuccus, and Marley
Cause it's the same old shit, just a different day
Out here tryna get it, each and every way
Mama need a house, baby need some shoes
They want that Carter IV, bitch, it’s coming soon

NEW TRACK: HOTEL BLASCA

Chicharito III – Παρ, 30 Ιουλ 21, 02:37

Lil Wayne το πάνω (Hustle Hard Remix)
Eminem το κάτω (Forgot about Dre)
So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?)
Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walkin' by
With a Walkman on, when I caught a guy
Gave me an awkward eye ('Chu lookin' at?)
And strangled him up in the parking lot with his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
When I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a two-car garage
Hoppin' out with two broken legs tryna walk it off
Fuck you too, bitch! Call the cops!
I'ma kill you and them loud-ass motherfuckin' barkin' dogs
And when the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt-down house
With a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't found out (Right here!)
So from here on out, it's the Chronic II
Startin' today and tomorrow's anew
And I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew
Chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady
Hotter than a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz with the windows up
When the temp goes up to the mid-80s
Callin' men ladies
Sorry Doc, but I been crazy
There's no way that you can save me
It's okay, go with him, Hailie (Dada?)

NEW TRACK: HOTEL BLASCA

ice – Παρ, 30 Ιουλ 21, 22:46

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PqsvmkkrBNs&ab_channel=ErickSermon

[Too $hort]
I made a half a million in a week
And every nigga on the street got a tape playin me
You can't believe it? Erick Sermon, rollin with $hort
Rolled from California all the way to New York
In big Benzes, G hooked it up
Now we trying to squash all that East/West stuff
We spent years in the studio makin funky tracks
Signed a bunch of niggas with some tight ass raps
It's like Father Dom, it's like Keith Murray
Makin millionaires but it ain't no hurry
Cause we all in it for the long run
I won't leave the studio until a song's done
And ain't nuthin really hard about gettin my cash
A big fat house with a million stashed
You other niggas got this rap game distorted
Givin DAT's to the label, straight gettin shorted
Claim you gettin paid, but I can't tell
You keep rappin in my ear and got me mad as hell
You talk a good game but I don't believe in you
You smoked a lotta blunts but I got mo' weed than you
I guess I see you on the charts in the meanwhile
Another face in the crowd bustin freestyles
Wishin you could be in the light
Promoters pay me ten G's just to breathe on the mic
Bitch! $hort Dawg puttin it down with the E Double
Biach

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