Ova heavy rapper who's doin well 4 himself
'Imma hustler baby, I jus want u 2 no, it aint where i bin, its where imma bout 2 go'
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Decent rapper, get off his back.
It's the R.O.C and we don't stop. N*gga, N.Y.C and we don't stop.
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A poor excuse for a rapper. An uneducated drug dealer turned music ho' with poor rhythm and rhyme skills.
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Real name is Shawn Carter. He born December 4. He gets ragged on alot but he deserves more credit. He jump started Rocawear, he helped Kanye West, and no matter what he says he ain't retired. That beef with Nas is still ongoing but Jay-Z should quiiiiiit. He's a decent rapper, even though some of his rhymes make no sense.
But bein tyrant, comin through your environment
Iron mask, nigga iron gas, nigga I am back
- from "Hovi Baby"
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A poser that was actually good with Biggie, but when he got shot, he resorted to performing with white boy pop artists, underground rock bands, and soft charcoal reggae musicians. He also performs with Beyonce, which wasn't that good anyway, since all he raps about with her is about his daughter. Was in a feud with Nas, which then ended with Jay-Z being owned on God's Son, which was a diss tape directed towards him, his producers, and his girlfriend-to-be-wife Beyonce. He was so embarrassed apparently that he was angry when he wrote his own diss tape, it fucking sucked monkey cock. Has lately collaborated with Justin Bieber, which proves he sucks even more, as he needs anything to retain his reputation as the wealthiest rap artist in the world. What better way to extort money from 7 year olds? Basically this guy needs to work with more rap artists instead of little spoiled brats, 18 year old wannabes and pimply white boys "from the hood".
Fred: I went to the Jay-Z concert earlier today.
Greg: Really? Did Caitlin force you to?
Fred: Yeah. All he does is sing about a daughter that he's never going to spend time with since he's so fucking rich.
Greg: Amen to that.
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Black rapper, real name Shawn Carter, got his name from his youth in Brooklyn where he was know as "Jazzy." He formed Roc-a-fella records along with Damon Dash and Kareem Burke and debuted in 1996 with his first album, Reasonable Doubt. He dominated the New York rap scene through the late 90's and early 2000's until he made his final album in 2003, called the Black Album. Now retired, he has his own clothing line (RocaWear) and is part owner of the New Jersey Nets.
"...Best rapper alive..." Jay-Z
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A MC who is easily in the top 25 of all time. A great rapper, hailing from BKNY. Has one definite classic album, called "Reasonable Doubt". Easily a 10/10 album, comparable to other great albums such as Illmatic, Criminal Minded, 36 Chambers, Capital Punishment, Lifestylez Ov Da Poor and Dangerous, ect.
Many of you people have only heard his commercial bullshit, which, granted, isn't great. He made a line to describe what ya'll hearing.
"I dumbed down for my audience to double my dollars."
Go cop Reasonable Doubt, and as someon else said, the 7 Minute Freestyle with Big L.
Stop being biased morons, and actually listen to more than Ether. Recognize an amazing flow and creative lyrics. And someone who has been around.
Can't Knock The Hustle
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I'm makin short term goals, wonder whether foes
just put away the leathers and put ice on the gold
chilly with enough bail money to free a big willy
high stakes, i got more at stake than philly
shoppin sprees, copin three, duece fever i guess its fully loaded,
ah yes, bouncin in the lex luger, tires smoke like buddha
50 g's to the crap shooter,
niggas can't fade me
chrome socks beamin, through my periphial i see ya schemin
stop dreamin',i leave ya body steamin
niggas is feenin, whats the meanin
i'm leanin on any nigga intervenin with the sound of my money machine-in
my cuff runnin over with hundreds
im one of the best niggas that done it
six digits and runnin,
y'all niggas don't want it
i got the godfather flow, the don juan demarco
swear to god, don't get it fucked up
Brooklyn's Finest (no biggie)
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Peep the style and the way the cops sweat us (uh-huh)
The number one question is can the Feds get us (uh-huh)
I got vendettas in dice games against ass betters (uh-huh)
and niggaz who pump wheels and drive Jettas
Take that witcha..
.. can't fade it
While y'all pump Willie, I run up in stunts silly
Scared, so you sent your little mans to come kill me
But on the contrilli, I packs the mack-milli
Squeezed off on him, left them paramedics breathin soft on him
What's ya name?
What? Keep rockin
No more, Mister, Nice Guy, I twist your shit
the fuck back with them pistols, blazin
Hot like cajun
Hotter than even holdin work at the Days Inn
with New York plates outside
Get up outta there, fuck your ride
Yeah, yeah, yeah
For nine six, the only MC with a flu
Yeah I rhyme sick, I be what you're tryin to do
Made a fortune off Peru, extradite, china white heron
Nigga please, like short sleeves I bear arms
Stay out my way from here on (CLEAR?) Gone!
(some consider this to be a freestyle, not known if it really is)
Dead Presidents II
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who wanna bet us that we don't touch lettuce,
stack cheddars forever,
live treacherous, all the etceteras,
to the death of us, me and my confidants
we shine, you feel the ambiance
y'all niggas just rhyme,
by the ounce doe accumulates like snow,
we dont just shine, we illuminate the whole show,
ya feel me?,
factions from the other side would love to kill me,
spill 3 quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat,
fuck 'em, they hate a nigga lovin his life,
in all possible ways, know the feds is buggin my life,
hospital days, reflectin with my man laid up,
on a uptown hot block, he got his side sprayed up,
I saw his life slippin, this is a minor setback,
yo still in all we livin, just dream about the getback,
that made him smile though his eye said "pray for me",
I'll do you one better and slay these niggas faithfully,
murder is a tough thing to digest, its a slow process,
and I aint got nothing but time,
I had near brushes, not to mention,
3 shots close range, never touched me,
divine intervention cant stop I,
from drinking mataje, with tata, down in nevada, ha ha pa pa,
word life, by dabbling crazy weight,
without rap I was crazy straight, what...
'Cause game recognize game :O
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (get money!)
I'm out for dead FUCKING presidents to represent me...
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