Friday, May 23, 2008

Rap Lyrics of the Week

That's right there nigga, nigga I'm wild
Nigga I keep trash bags with me
Never know when you gotta dump a nigga out
This sin-surr, this some sin-surr SHIT right hurr!

-Threats, the Black Album (Jay-Z)

Sippin' on some sizzurp
-Three 6 Mafia

You're not ill, and if you are
My note pad's full of medicine
Plus my freestyle is Excederin
Take two rounds and call me back with a new style
And show me you're prepared for the final frontier

I spit like semi-automatic to the grill
Wutang Clan

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

"are those bugle boy jeans you're wearing?
hell no, hoe, you know they polo"

-trick daddy