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    Marooned, by Armand Hammer

    Elle est pas sur youtuuuuuuuuuuuuube désolééééééééééééé...

    Waterborn, emergency Caesarean
    Poured into the ocean, washed ashore in the Americas
    Bent but never broken stolen
    Waves rolling, swollen bloated bodies starboard
    Captives can't repeat what they eyes saw
    Horrorcore, shackled down, willingly drowned
    New world bound, seafloor, told the pale face to beat off
    I’ll take my crown now, last vision, the sun's risen
    I war with mystics, ‘sake my name, indoctrinate religion
    My kin gullah, skin indigo, peace beloved
    Five-hundred summers embers blowing off of kindled bones
    The water's troubled, this is not my home
    First born bastard, get stoned, forget that we sold
    For profit motives, night patrol is smoke and fire
    Fear and desire, beige babies, family ties
    Got illegal bindings, pseudo-science drank the maniac
    Clad in rags, contagious axe, learned the ways of wrath
    Total eclipse and when it came to pass
    I’m dragging bodies in tall grass
    Bloody cavalier on the war path
    Mandated, stripped her naked, with my hands shaking
    Flagrant, stares vacant, master's chambers
    Held to the plan faithful, ha-hasten my post, sensation
    Stunned faces, I take what I wanted, no papers
    Running with fugitives, zig zag zig
    Trying to throw off the scent
    They let the dogs out again

    Why they call this place [?]
    I stand here near these rocks
    And hear my hammers rings
    Why they call this place [?]
    I stand here near these rocks
    And hear my hammers rings

    Throw the switch, watch ‘em scatter, serve cold dish
    Man hunched over plate like he catcher
    See slave run, see slave captured
    Resistance is futile, you say master
    Occam's razor, Jacob's ladder
    Who needs new slaves when you got black bastards
    Three-sixty ways, Portuguese middle-passage
    [?] to favela with the gun with the ratchet
    Begging and pleading, but your life is the price of my freedom
    White man say take it or leave it
    Cujo say we not leaving
    Plus them pay double if them still breeding
    Cold cash, fire burn, the runaways return, we ride fast
    Pig on spit, ganja in breeze, shipwrecked staring at the sea
    [?] must call fear, bend the knee to king and queen
    What's hell to pay, that's why we out fi do it one away

    Why they call this place [?]
    I stand here near these rocks
    And hear my hammers rings
    Why they call this place [?]
    I stand here near these rocks
    And hear my hammers rings
     
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    Everything and more we thought it might be (let them off the hook)
    They are who we thought they were
    Fool me once no shame they done got over on me
    Everything and more we thought it might be (let them off the hook)

    Foreclosed and [?]
    GMO Cornrows and lab coats
    Crack smoke
    Hustling backwards in a high castle
    Belly laugh, slide tackle
    A real side splitter
    Thin lipped
    Crazy bald head wizard
    World dominate
    Triangulate the trade route
    Just to get schematics
    Insidious civilians
    Colonial catastrophe
    Stretch across the planet poking holes
    Gold and all you feast in famine
    Evil overlords with human manners
    Exaggerate savage off camera
    Diaspora, north american wilderness is where i landed bruh
    Most never made it across the Atlantic

    Gunpowder in all you slathered
    Sold, so what's the damage
    Still driving [?]
    Two twenty pound hammers one in each hand
    Steam driven
    Any ni**a machine with him
    For the cream simple
    Back-breaker exploited labor
    Imaginary pension paper
    Fruitless apologies

    Everything and more we thought it might be (let them off the hook)
    They are who we thought they were
    Fool me once no shame they done got over on me
    Everything and more we thought it might be (let them off the hook)

    Took em off the map like Rhodesia
    Vengeance is mine, Frankenstein's creature
    Gold keeper
    She don't want to be saved Harriet Beecher
    Uncle Tom's condo reek of reefer
    Laurel wreath on Ceaser
    One phone call my dumb ass call Lakeisha
    Dr Livingstone i presume, pleased to meet ya
    Old habits die hard still check the beeper
    The streets reduce your mans to panhandlers
    He looked away I stammered
    But for god's grace
    Reach for waist when slandered
    Tall hammer
    Straight 'bama
    Raise black banner
    Talk mad reckless flash tools for the camera
    Worldstar, mesopotamia
    North Africa hot like uranium
    Fist of the north star cranium
    Manicured saudi arabia
    Aerys Targaryen


    Everything and more we thought it might be (let them off the hook)
    They are who we thought they were
    Fool me once no shame they done got over on me
    Everything and more we thought it might be (let them off the hook)

    "If you wanna crown em, then crown their ass!"
     
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    Strangest way to live is in the far past
    Why my black people gotta scar badly?
    Bar caps and keloids, dog tags
    Most of us alike, the foundation
    But a raft made changes
    Path made dangerous
    Liftin' off the mask to expose my aged face
    Choice left marks, not a part of goin' apeshit
    Faith, it's innate
    Night and day, my bitterness awaits
    Blew the candles out, but never touched the cake
    Threw the damage out to glow within a cave
    Thoughts cavin' in
    Thoughts came and went, can't resist
    Had a vision of me bleedin' out
    Metaphorically
    The saints marchin' in, fleur de lises
    Mona Lisa eyes set for the region, same evil
    Different strokes for ashamed people
    A lotta ni**as try to ride with gatekeepers
    I've gotta stay peacful
    Truthful in your heart, the ties sink deeper

    Let me come in, I hold accountable the reaper
    Tales from the creeper
    From the bottom of the forty liter
    I guess the genre, rock bottom, handcuff the gotham
    Empty buck, fuck it, we gon' write without 'em
    Pen a cage, shank a blade
    Back against the wall, a space to rage
    It don't matter, it's all matter
    If you swing hard enough, the blood pit patter
    Took a vowel, I'm a spell caster
    He run first, I came after
    Same chapter, second verse
    Came to the show with the severed head of a demon
    Screamin, y'all ain't fuckin' with me
    I ain't fuckin' for free
    Half the timeline while y'all was whippin' up salt pies
    I had the neckbones, pidgin peas
    Ask Ms. Beverly
    Had the vinegar and collard greens
    Meanwhile, we round the pigs
    Let the kids connect the ankles
    Put a shank through the pigs eye, like thank you

    Swollen rivers, gold diggers, waist deep in the muck
    Tropical heat, you caught the shivers
    Uniform change, but it be the same ni**as
    The same agendas
    Told my kid, don't let no white man take your picture
    The way these mufuckas act
    Maybe you really can take it wit' ya
    I can't call it, just call the lawyer
    Told the fortune teller, no spoilers
    While you were whippin' water
    I had grits in the double boiler
    Pork belly under the broiler
    Broccoli rabe, olive oil
    I learned the game from Ms. Porter
    Bow my head, one eye open
    Give thanks, bredren, we did it for the culture
     
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    Je l'ai déjà posté mais osef: c'était dans une autre timezone où je pouvais poster du rap sur le topic d'écoute et ou blop était pas un connard à la freedomcat... Les choses ont changé je sais.
     
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    stp blop n'est pas
    1-un connard
    2-est completement different du JANUS

    mettre ici permet une meilleure visiblité pour ceux qui recherchent cette musique.ce n'est point une punition mais un bonus
     
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    T'as raison, 25M de vues c'est pas assez:
     
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    Aw, ni**as really done some shit
    Stay calm, please remain calm
    Apology-zoned
    Huh, heat zone
    I am alright
    I build the room
    I rule the room
    Don't feel better
    Huh, huh, huh, woah
    All night, all day, hah
    Aw, man (Say)

    I wanna rock your world, I wanna be your girl
    You wanna take me out yeah, yeah, take me out, huh
    They ain't never take me down, bitch (Hell no)
    They ain't never take my crown, bitch
    (Shut up)
    Hate? Never, bitch, where? Uh

    Bruh, put the keyboard down, get the MAC out
    Blackout, make a motherfucker back out, back (Baow)
    G's up, freeze when I put her down
    I'm pullin' up on this pussy and I'm pullin' out
    Rock bottom when I put... (Alright, hold up)

    You it, those clowns
    Switch your pitch when I hit the mound
    Rap ni**as think they so profound
    Got 'em lookin' up like who they under now? (Wow)
    I ain't underground
    Bitch, I'm over who you under now, sucker

    Hope you had the time of your life
    'Cause it's over for you when I come around (Let's go)

    Thot tactics
    Your shit don't bump, you was not proactive
    Sneak dissin', that is not attractive
    I'm in a slump and I'm bouncin' back
    Bitch crash whips like burnout
    Pussy ni**a, how you end up caught in traffic?
    Chrome ratchet, case basket
    With white shooters like the old Mavericks, it's real
    Just in case you thought it wasn't
    (That's like so amazing)

    I, I, I wanna rock your world, I wanna be your girl
    You wanna take me out yeah, take me out, huh
    They ain't never take me down, bitch
    They ain't never take my crown, bitch, no

    I can't compete (What you doin'?)
    I'ma do you like **** did me (That's the one, that's the one)
    No 'pologies (That's the one, that's, that's the one)
    (I like that one, I like it that one, that one, one)
    Sucker ni**a, put the keyboard down, get the MAC out
    Blackout, make a motherfucker back out
    G's up, freeze when I put her down
    Pullin' up on this pussy and I'm pullin' out
    Rock bottom when I'm puttin'...
    Ni**a (What? What?)
     
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    BHen casses toi
    Ici, c'est un forum kepon pas rap hip hop
    Tu as plein de mecs qui écoutent ce type de daube, ciao et bon voyage petit conspi
    Qwant
     
    Dreamea apprécie ceci.
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    T'as pas du bien lire.... :)
     
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    Yeah
    Fuck that, whoa, uh

    Fuck that bitch, I changed the plan
    Switch my style like I switch hands
    Block the witness, take the stand
    Fuck out the way bitch, back it up
    Shit better get played in a palace (Word)
    I can't treat ni**as like big deals
    Why put up a front? I’m callous
    Bald (Ha)
    I look like Ray Allen (Real)
    These ni**as make beats on big wheels
    Yo' files is not a challenge (Nah)
    Boy, you can't rap for shit
    Shuttlesworth blessed me with talent
    Hairline proof God needs balance
    Bald

    Uh, look, I’m cashin' out
    Young Darby I’m taggin' in
    They gon’ bring your casket out
    I hope that you fit in it (Ooh)
    What you doin', babe?
    How you get caught with no Gat? (Yeah, yeah)
    You ni**as must got no pride
    Peggy gon’ give you no slack, for real
    'Cause you pussy

    Whoa, whoa, whoa
    Keep my business off the 'Gram
    Switch my style like I switch hands
    Goin' to war on foreign land
    Fuck out the way bitch, back it up
    Shit better get played in a palace
    Wait, uh
    I can't treat ni**as like big deals (Yeah)
    These toys don’t come with no kid's meal
    Been there, done that, done seen it
    Not my girl but I fuck her like she is
    They be fucking up my lyrics on Genius
    And these pussy ass critics repeat it

    Been the same since Even Stevens
    Y'all ni**as switch like the seasons (Facts)
    Y’all lives ain’t got no meanin' (Why)
    And them deals ain’t got no freedom
    I can't just loop it and leave it
    Gotta smack it up, rip it up, and eat it (Yeah, ha)
    You can't feed your kid 'cause you spent that shit on your car (You broke)
    Tape my hands, I’m going over squares' heads like a VCR (Ha)
    Bald
     
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    RIP


    Villain man never ran with krills in his hand and
    Won't stop rockin' til he clocked in a gazillion grand
    Tillin' the wasteland sands
    Raps on backs of treasure maps, stacks to the ceilin' fan
    He rest when he's ashes
    Ask 'em after ten miles in his galoshes, smashes stashes
    Chip on his shoulder with a slip on holster
    A clip, a folder and his grip on a boulder bolster
    They supposed to know, it show when his aura glow
    Get from out the row, when he get dough, it's horrible
    Time is money, spend, waste, save, invest the fess
    For 10 K's, he'll cave a chicken chest S
    Yes... y'all, the dub will get ya trickles
    The best ballers pitch in and rub to get a nickels
    But tut tut, he 'bout to change the price again
    It go up each time he blow up like hydrogen
    Villain here, have 'em shrillin' in fear
    And won't stop top illin' 'til he a gazillionaire
    Grillin' stare, yeah, ya boy had drama
    Got 'em on a mental plane, avoided bad karma
    Once sold an inbred skinhead a ni**a joke
    Plus a brand new chrome smoker with the triggers broke
    I thought I told 'em, "Firing pins was separate"
    He find out later when he tries to go and rep it
    Took a Jehovah money for a Arabic Torah
    Charged in advance to translate it and ignored it sorta
    One monkey don't stop no slaughter
    A junkie wanna cop a quarter ton, run for the border
    Know the drill, it ain't worth the overkill
    Flow skill, still, there's no thrill
    Fill a billion 10K bills in his pill'a
    Villa', when it gets realer, split the skrilla with-

    -Dilla (Dilla) mix, mix, mix
    Do a deal for kicks and get rich quick
    Sketch lyric, bet'cha bottom nick on some vic
    Ick from the drumstick come with the dumb shtick
    Sick slick, hidden in a book
    The only way they find it if you're spittin' in a hook

    Listen, don't look now, keep walkin'
    Traded three beans for this cow, cheap talkin'
    Hawk men stalkin' hear that we hawkin' often
    Coughin' to a coffin, might as well scoff the pork then
    He's like Worf, some say stronger though
    Off the top, Jay Strongbow, play along bro
    Wear a mask like yo, off The Gong Show
    Flow slow as Mongo, Don Juan thong pro
    For ya info when he's not practicin' Jim Crow
    A actress and some nympho bimbo
    He's playin' Ray J, the old tape
    DOOM—well what can I say like JJ in a gold cape
    Fill it to the rim like brim
    Villain and ya won't find him in no gym
    Probably a foggy bog with the frogs
    With a dot on the guard as he squat on a log
    Half cocked and half baked
    Used to keep a full stock of work, half rocked and half shake
    My mistake, sign a track agreement
    For more G's than lines and cracks in the cement
    In any event it's fake like wrestlin'
    Get 'em like Jake The Snake on mescalines
    Ahem, elixir for the dry throat
    Tried to hit the high note, Villain since a itsy bitsy zygote
    By remote, send in the meat wagon
    Braggin' MC's packed in with they feets draggin'
    These stats are staggerin'
    Had his Ph.D in indiscreet street hagglin'

    Villain—his agenda is clear
    Endin' this year with dividends to spare, here
    It's not meant for the seein'
    Went through the ceilin' after enterin' his center bein'
    A new meanin' to sales through the roof
    Guaranteed raw and saw his truth was truth, proof
    It's the return of the tramp
    Who do a duet jam when Ernest goes to camp
    For the right earn, kna'mean like Vern
    We need some more oil for the machines to burn, learn

    Jiminy crickets
    He gets lucky like winnin' free tickets off sickly lyrics
    One man's waste is another man's soap
    Son's fanbase know the brotha man's dope
    A real weirdo with a bugged rare flow
    And the way his hair grow was ugly as a scarecrow
    He wears a mask so the charge won't grab
    On a rooftop with a large stone slab
    Heads up, talk white and thought ni**erish
    Refuse to walk tight and got his off the vigorish
    Black licorice and equally as yucky
    How he handled the money was strictly Dan Stuckie
    Monkey hustle, man on fire
    Later for the date than the Hadron Collider
    And cost more, it be seemin' like a style
    DOOM leave the competition steamin' like a pile
    Smile, ding! Sparklin' jewels
    In effect like alternate side of the street parkin' rules
    Fools, the roach was never dead
    Live for a week then dehydrate with a severed head
    Instead, it was depicted as flicked in
    Split, the wicks lit (Can you dig it?)

    We have got to try and find DOOM!
    Good luck!
     
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    More rhymin', pure diamond, tore hymen, poor timing
    Raw lining, Paul Simon touring, I'm in
    Boring typing, snoring pipe when hyper than four hypemen
    Excited writing, trifling times ten
    Long stay, songs play, gone haywire, wrong way
    On the interstate, integrate all day
    It's just a small phase, that's what them all say
    Then fall prey in a mini-mall hallway

    Meant to be sold, not told to friendly enemies
    Remember these intentionally, empathy please
    Silent moment, violent prone atonement
    Miles a minute on a microphone, own rent, loan spent
    No debt, has bet, fast get, cash jet
    Master McSmash, Asterix stashed it last
    Not least, pass the pot of hot grease

    Geese shot, not easily spotted plot, cease snot release
    Hold your insulting tongue and mark his words well
    Or end up to the curb and shocked by third rail

    Get the message by bird mail or turds flail
    Villain man, best nerd male you heard wail
    An absurd tale of books, nooks and crannies
    Before she look, he have his fancy hooks in them granny panties
    Or plan B, when in Rome, go back home
    And get real dome from a well-known crack gnome

    He talk to himself when he need someone to hate on
    The black McCain campaign, negative debate-a-thon
    Gone wrong on the song
    Who's zooming who? Knew it was you DOOM all along
    Ever since he first started the art, it's been worth it
    Soon to charter a stint on part of the Chitlin' Circuit
    Word kid, get your ticket from the telepath
    "Wicked, wicked, wicked" on electroencephalograph

    Villain, nice to meet you
    {*snore*} You born like this?
     
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    Une émission comique qu'on regardais quand on étais bourrés.
    Bon sans le son et avec du bon kepon à la place
     

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