• Carmen a.k.a Shorty

    1.If the whole world were listing what would i say?
    2.I would stand up tall and clear my throat
    3.then plead my case to the world who judges me the most.
    4.I would spitt to the world the best way I can I don’t do right myself,and this is true
    5.but sum people do stupid stuff there whole life through.
    6.People want a cure for caner & aids
    7.but God will take care of them so Im talking about you today.
    8.So people in the streets put away your flags,and throw out the drugs
    9.always ready to pray to Christ AFTER you bust a slug.
    10.Can’t were a simple color on th streets without being reconized
    11.answer questions wrong,and you’re gonna see a nine.
    12.Maybe if you haeded to church & went to school you wouldn’t be such an inadequate lil fool
    13.now I may only be a kid born in ’93,but I know enough to talk about these streets.
    14.I’ve been born,and still being rasied in VA were it ain’t that hard
    15.but if i were to visit some family they would know about life behind bars.
    16.Kids aint even being rasied right now-a-days
    17.were the parents at do the kids even know there daddys name?
    18.If the world were listing to me they would argue,and fuss
    19.but the truth hurts sometimes it don’t mean you gotta cuss.
    20.we needa stop tryna be mean to one another
    21.we all need that love thats like for brothers.
    22.please know that Im gonna speak up if something needs to be said
    23.and you might as walk away now if you dont wanna walk away mad.
    24.I hope my music will inspire young,and old
    25.and if I ever become a ledgen
    26.I hope my music will be retold.
    27.Is it so hard to belive how a kid’s music is being adressed
    28.Well if you had as much knowledge as me you wouldn’t be so inpressed.
    29.No one ever heard lyrics like this before beacuse they come from my heart
    30.and Im gonna tell to the world cuse “MUSIC IS MY ART!”
    31.Now I wrote lyrcis before,but they never been heard in public
    32.but if the world were to here it today I bet they would LOVE IT!

  • http://www.myspace.com/relz14 relz14

    thats wat it is son

  • X’ Prime

    when you know you’re hopeless/
    livin’ always friendless/
    find out life is a top test/
    strugglin’ while people stop and rest/
    audience see fake ass rappers, have a bad taste/
    wearin’ 4, 5 blings on their chest/
    feel no power on tha newest/
    don’t need provocation to show some attention/
    I want y’all rich guys to save the upcoming generation/
    girls who turn to bitches in Fashion/
    poor kids with weapons, who they’ll kill? that’s the question/
    Africa dies because of army salvation/
    y’all are proud to wear diamonds/
    when they killin’ theirseves like demons/
    A small guy from the ghetto isn’t interestin’/
    cus you guess he’ll talk about where he’s livin’/
    you din’t don’t help him so he’s dyin’/
    but you’re cryin and shoutin’/
    cus you just hurt your finger/
    nowadays evrybody ignore racism but still say the word ‘nigger’/
    we in 2007 looks like you don’t accept nature/
    when life is created with black, white and other creature/

    I guess you dont feel to concerned/
    about the facts that you learned/
    I want people to hear me/
    if you’re deaf, then see me/
    Can describe anythin in a CD or MP3/
    Alone, i can write a full book for history/
    of what everyday i lived and what i see/
    actin sometimes smart and sometimes crazy/
    cus it’s hard to live honnestly/
    but if you start to open your ears/
    then let’s talk I’m ready/
    with this corrupt world there’s no mercy/
    but who feels me? nobody/
    I’m livin’ a hard life, you don’t agree/
    what I have to say would look like if I pray/
    ‘cus everything is more like wishes I’d do everyday/
    money to everybody livin’ in poverty/
    health to those who can die anyday/
    love to those who are mad and angry/
    mae sure of that, than we can walk with peace on our own way/

  • http://myspace.com/xplicitmusical Spencer Wojciuk

    The Whole World

    Alot of people ask me Why I spit what I spit
    I got the world listening as the best Chance I can get
    Theres nothing I can fix but If I just cross this bridge
    I can to speak to a group of kids about lifes fine print
    Im deprived in my mind from people wearin me down
    Plus the amount of sour shit comin out of their mouth
    Sayin I took the wrong route they want me to throw in the towel
    But I’ll go 99 rounds just to not make them proud
    Im still one in the crowd every show I go to
    I dont have anything to prove because I dont owe you
    I’ll put salt on my wounds before you make me a fool
    Because I am living proof that parents tend to refuse
    I never had people listen when I was speakin my mind
    I had to strive to get where the fuck Im at tonight
    I didnt just step on stage for somebody to hand me a mic
    I had to prove to you the world listens when I write

    Still you strain to see my pain like you dont know right from wrong
    Like our lives have been taught to teach us something out of norm
    The world is a storm Im the one who washed up on shore
    For everyone to absorb what they hearin when I roar
    Im a lyrical citizen imprisoned for what I face
    The privelage to sit and rap about political debates
    My willingness inhibits the struggles I go thru everyday
    So I can make a decision on how to tell it to you straight
    The result of equal people isn’t frequent enough
    How convienient is our freedom when we dieing over drugs
    Its like an evil sequence when we cheatin on ones we love
    Then we go right back to war to makin treaties for our trust
    As a world we disapoint always conjoining our problems
    We avoid the unemployed just destroyin the rosters
    I hope you can hear my voice so we dont pour more bottles
    Only rejoice our strong points so we can clear the worlds Conscience

  • D&D’s June Bug

    Two 16 Bars for the Contest
    (“Sont Cry Pt. 2″)

    *******

    (1st Verse)
    *Dear Tressa, you would always help me cook food
    *Even though I’d yell at you when I was in a bad mood
    *We was together since the towers fell down
    *I felt helpless watchin’ the smoke risin’ from the city that never dies
    *You took my hand, told me it’d be okay
    *That night in my bed, we had the best damn sex
    *You did anything for me, even clipped my fingernails
    *Rubbed my back as I coughed hard from chugging your homemade fruit punch.
    *You spotted a roach in my A.P.T. you went berserk so we hopped on our S.U.V.
    *And we drove to the CVS, bought a roach spray so we could be A-Okay
    *You washed my clothes, so I said “Thank you”
    *I never knew this lil phrase would put a big smile on you
    *This aint a love letter
    *Just want the whole world to learn from my mistakes I cheated on her
    *This is the 3rd summer that I’m gon spend without her
    *This is gon be the coldest summer that I’m gon spend without her, Dear Tressa.

    (2nd Verse)
    *Dear Hip-Hop, how could you be so kind to me?
    *At times you get ferocious but you never put your back to me
    *A Tribe Called Quest to the Roots and Big
    *Wu-Tang never left, taught me how to get “Cream”
    *”Simple” was the SHIT! But now it’s like “Life’s a Bitch”
    *So we get high, but that’s just a temporary thing
    *Hustle was permanent, just peep the dirt on my Timbs
    *Walked through the snow, puddles and gutter, slushes and stones, dirt or concrete
    *Then I thought I heard Big screamin’ “BABY BABYYY!!”
    *It wasn’t just a baby to me, the music is the baby for me
    *Just like a father determined to die for his baby
    *Even when Tressa wasn’t there, Hip-Hop was there for me
    *Just like a hustler determined to die for his stacks
    *I vowed at the stand that I’d die for this
    *So I want the whole world to know that I’ll die for this.
    *Tressa loved it too, but I’ve lived it dawg
    *Now my last name is Hop, just like yours dawg.

    (End)

  • http://www.myspace.com/donnygoines Donny Goines

    You know something, If I REALLY had an opportunity this very moment to speak to the work this is EXACTLY waht would come out my mouth

    (This has nothing to do with this contest, I already entered my submission, Just want people to read this ESPECIALLY other aspiring artists)

    Niggas, Bicthes and Hoes

    Verse 1

    Everybody mad rappers use the word Nigger
    And I could understand if the master still whipped us
    But slavery is gone now we anit no cotton pickers
    Besides rap music, you really should consider

    All forms of media cause everyones to blame
    Now its Don Imus but tommorow it’ll change
    What about Sorcesazie, Turentino there the same
    Its okay in there movie scripts but I gotta change?

    See the truth of the matter is, politicians lie well
    When Micheal Richards said it anit none of em ban Seinfield
    Nor did it really hurt the ratings or decline sells
    But the rappers wrong and gotta censor there lines well

    Russell Simmons need to burn the money he made
    Run DMC and LL used the pharse
    -Go ahead bury the word but it has a shallow grave
    So when someone digs it up again don’t be amazed

    (Hook)

    I’m a Hip Hop artist, entitled to my thoughts
    You hypocrites really need ta get off your high horse
    -Freedom Of Speech and I speak my mind
    So I say what I want on a beat wit rhymes

    Verse 2

    If I’m degrading women when I use the word Bicth?
    Then airing Desperate Housewives defeats the purpose
    If you don’t censor all then the cause is worthless
    But because rappers use it now the critics are Nervous

    As far as I’m concerned man you all are hypocrites
    Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton lord I’m sick of it
    You only bring it up when you think its legitamate
    Cuz its made headlines now you wanna get rid of it

    All rappers entitled to freedom of speech
    Ya’ll don’t chastise Rock stars but see us as beast
    And its such a double stand-ard you leaders are weak
    That why I don’t attend your confrences, greet em or speak

    And I won’t ignore the topic cause Im caught up in this
    You can’t expect me to drop one important as this
    This is more than just rap, I’m a author wit this
    Come on Russel, You never called Kimora a Bitch

    (Hook)

    I’m a Hip Hop artist, entitled to my thoughts
    You hypocrites really need ta get off your high horse
    -Freedom Of Speech and I speak my mind
    So I say what I want on a beat wit rhymes

    Verse 3

    Last but not least let’s talk about the word hoe
    Derogatory, Blah, Blah we all know
    Them hoes been here since the bible was wrote
    You wanna use hip hop for the scapegoat

    (Listen) Rap music a driving force
    That when rappers use the word it’s a crime of course
    But when Monica fucked Bill, the wives across
    America used tha word just ta write her off

    Now you see half naked girls on set
    All’a sudden every “preacher” in the world’s upset
    Ya’ll blame Akon, but that’s girls a mess
    15 years old, the female was fresh

    So instead of banning words and getting people to lash out
    Just take care of home, be a parent don’t bad mouth
    These are just words that describe what we rap bout
    You shouldn’t throw stones if you live in a glass house

    (Hook)

    I’m a Hip Hop artist, entitled to my thoughts
    You hypocrites really need ta get off your high horse
    -Freedom Of Speech and I speak my mind
    So I say what I want on a beat wit rhymes

    To hear the actual song please visit

    http://www.myspace.com/donnygoines

  • D&D’s June Bug

    Two 16 Bars for the Contest
    (“Song Cry Pt. 2″)

    *******

    (1st Verse)
    *Dear Tressa, you would always help me cook food
    *Even though I’d yell at you when I was in a bad mood
    *We was together since the towers fell down
    *I felt helpless watchin’ the smoke risin’ from the city that never dies
    *You took my hand, told me it’d be okay
    *That night in my bed, we had the best damn sex
    *You did anything for me, even clipped my fingernails
    *Rubbed my back as I coughed hard from chugging your homemade fruit punch.
    *You spotted a roach in my A.P.T. you went berserk so we hopped on our S.U.V.
    *And we drove to the CVS, bought a roach spray so we could be A-Okay
    *You washed my clothes, so I said “Thank you”
    *I never knew this lil phrase would put a big smile on you
    *This aint a love letter
    *Just want the whole world to learn from my mistakes I cheated on her
    *This is the 3rd summer that I’m gon spend without her
    *This is gon be the coldest summer that I’m gon spend without her, Dear Tressa.

    (2nd Verse)
    *Dear Hip-Hop, how could you be so kind to me?
    *At times you get ferocious but you never put your back to me
    *A Tribe Called Quest to the Roots and Big
    *Wu-Tang never left, taught me how to get “Cream”
    *”Simple” was the SHIT! But now it’s like “Life’s a Bitch”
    *So we get high, but that’s just a temporary thing
    *Hustle was permanent, just peep the dirt on my Timbs
    *Walked through the snow, puddles and gutter, slushes and stones, dirt or concrete
    *Then I thought I heard Big screamin’ “BABY BABYYY!!”
    *It wasn’t just a baby to me, the music is the baby for me
    *Just like a father determined to die for his baby
    *Even when Tressa wasn’t there, Hip-Hop was there for me
    *Just like a hustler determined to die for his stacks
    *I vowed at the stand that I’d die for this
    *So I want the whole world to know that I’ll die for this.
    *Tressa loved it too, but I’ve lived it dawg
    *Now my last name is Hop, just like yours dawg.

    (End)

  • D&D’s June Bug

    Two 16 Bars for the Contest
    (“Song Cry Pt. 2″) (i dont know if my entry went through so im just posting it again just to make sure)

    *******

    (1st Verse)
    *Dear Tressa, you would always help me cook food
    *Even though I’d yell at you when I was in a bad mood
    *We was together since the towers fell down
    *I felt helpless watchin’ the smoke risin’ from the city that never dies
    *You took my hand, told me it’d be okay
    *That night in my bed, we had the best damn sex
    *You did anything for me, even clipped my fingernails
    *Rubbed my back as I coughed hard from chugging your homemade fruit punch.
    *You spotted a roach in my A.P.T. you went berserk so we hopped on our S.U.V.
    *And we drove to the CVS, bought a roach spray so we could be A-Okay
    *You washed my clothes, so I said “Thank you”
    *I never knew this lil phrase would put a big smile on you
    *This aint a love letter
    *Just want the whole world to learn from my mistakes I cheated on her
    *This is the 3rd summer that I’m gon spend without her
    *This is gon be the coldest summer that I’m gon spend without her, Dear Tressa.

    (2nd Verse)
    *Dear Hip-Hop, how could you be so kind to me?
    *At times you get ferocious but you never put your back to me
    *A Tribe Called Quest to the Roots and Big
    *Wu-Tang never left, taught me how to get “Cream”
    *”Simple” was the SHIT! But now it’s like “Life’s a Bitch”
    *So we get high, but that’s just a temporary thing
    *Hustle was permanent, just peep the dirt on my Timbs
    *Walked through the snow, puddles and gutter, slushes and stones, dirt or concrete
    *Then I thought I heard Big screamin’ “BABY BABYYY!!”
    *It wasn’t just a baby to me, the music is the baby for me
    *Just like a father determined to die for his baby
    *Even when Tressa wasn’t there, Hip-Hop was there for me
    *Just like a hustler determined to die for his stacks
    *I vowed at the stand that I’d die for this
    *So I want the whole world to know that I’ll die for this.
    *Tressa loved it too, but I’ve lived it dawg
    *Now my last name is Hop, just like yours dawg.

    (End)

  • da da

    yo just checkin if this works

  • yung luc!f@

    ” outta tha streets”(only one verse needed)

    verse 1

    im waitin for tha rap game to find me out/
    so i could invest some money and buy my moms a house/
    i gotta get off tha streets and start spittin tha word/
    caus at 16 i shouldnt know about flippin dem birds/
    and im not criminal because i were my pants low/
    but i gotta were a sign to let the police know/
    my lil brotha always yellin “malcolm dont go”/
    cause at 6 he seen someone git shot before/
    and basically im tryna say that tha streets is killin/
    me so im tryna to get away befroe they bury me/
    tha block to go and throw on a coat/
    but thats the only thing we got to protect us from gettin smoked/
    i tried smokin and i almost choked so/ if that happened yall wouldnt be able to here what i wrote/
    my friends to into tha drug game/
    only a matter of time before he loses his brain/
    and im from brooklyn were only rappers and gangstas earn respect/
    if you a regular dude you might get a bullet in tha neck/
    and i always gon spit somethin to make me sound cocky/
    but truth yall need a erection cause yall aint hard as me.

  • Trie Dub

    What would I say if I had the whole world listenin’
    Trie
    (Verse 1)
    I’d say fuck you muthafucka, past present and future/
    For causin’ me fatal wounds top surgeons cannot suture/
    For producin’ ghetto children top teachers cannot tutor/
    For hit and run daddies that are worthless and not suitors/
    Fuck you for ever existing at all/
    For being nothing but a place wherein Satan could fall/
    For my cousin ridin’ in fear in a piece of shit car with no rims/
    So he don’t draw no bad attention just to get killed for his Tims/
    Fuck you for your irony – I hate drugs and pollution/
    But I sell crack to get a car cuz it’s my only solution/
    If I don’t jack I won’t get far cuz I can’t live without food/
    Homeless at fifteen I made it do whut it do/
    My Mama don’t love me. Neither does God above me/
    You made me so cold hearted I flinch when my girl hug me/
    Fuck you for my fate and my inability to duck it/
    Cuz we all just black crabs in a bucket sayin’ fuck it/
    (Chorus x2)
    I don’t give a fuck if you listen or not
    I’ma scream fuck you with all that I got
    I’ma keep hustlin’ so I stay alive
    I’ma scream fuck you til the day that I die
    (Verse 2)
    Subject to verbal contusions and mental intrusions/
    I learn about wars won do to nuclear fusion/
    Constant confusion with no infusion of knowledge/
    A thousand ghetto monkeys wit typewriters tryna get into college/
    Look around and see just what you’ve produced/
    I say fuck your delusions as I chunk up the deuce/
    We can’t make it livin’ in you if we don’t try to get over/
    That’s why I understand Massa mo’ and mo’ as I get older/
    What the fuck I’ma do wit a kid!/
    What the fuck I’ma do wit a wife!/
    What the fuck I’ma do wit my life!/
    What the fuck am I doin’ tonight?/
    Sellin’ crack like what I’m doin’ is right/
    Fuck you world! Where you at? I’m pursuin’ a fight!/
    I got nothin’ to live for man I’m just doin’ my dirt/
    And when I die I hope my crew will put this dude on a shirt/
    (Chorus x2)

  • http://www.myspace.com/dahandsums GANDY

    If the universe tuned in all i’ll spit is
    the richest wisdom and knowledge
    enlighten earthlings put em in Space college
    show em the ways of the wise and unheard of truth
    remove the blindfold and heal the youth
    exorcise crack feens and bless em with vaccines
    destroy the Aids virus with Gods machine
    Send the Goverment a warning to announce 4 in the morning
    That racism should end or else, a comet ‘ll be felt storming
    the planet
    Police should eradicate there guns
    Make arrests logically
    Stop welfare and build Mansions where the projects be
    Give hope to the poor make mother Earth smile
    Because truth be told we’re all her child
    Nomatter how much money you ‘ve got
    the goal is peace of mind
    Pray for an angelic rope so we can reach and climb
    to the astral
    where we all kings and Queens in our castle
    far away from the hassle
    if the Globe had my vocals frozen
    I;ll let ya know that u are the chosen
    and whoever oppose him just a sinful beast
    that’ll soon adopt the simple Peace

    IF MY WORDS WERE HEARD ALL OVER THE GALAXY
    I LET EM REALIZE WE NEED LOVE EQUALIZED
    THE MORE WE STOP KILLING EACH OTHER THE BRIGHTER TOMMOROW
    ITS BETTER TO GIVE THAN RECEIVE
    DONT HIDE WHAT U BORROWED
    MAKE ARRANGEMENTS AND SET PLANS TO RELAX THE BODY
    BECAUSE DEATH IS A STRANGER THAT LAUGHS AND LOBBIES
    ONCE U;RE BORN U’LL DIE
    SO BE GOOD WHILE U HERE
    RESSURECT LOST BROTHERS /SISTERS IN FEAR
    NO NEED FOR THE CRYING ,CHEER UP !IS THE ATTITUDE
    THE WORLD IS BEEN CONTROLLED BY FORCES THATS BAD AND RUDE
    BUT U’RE MADE IN THE IMAGE OF THE SOURCENESS
    SO U ARE THE HEIR TO THIS BLESSING
    OF THE HIGHEST FORCES
    MY LAST WORDS TO THE PEOPLE IS BE AN EXAMPLE
    DONT SELL YOUR SOUL FOR L’S OR BLOW
    MILLS OR GOLD
    IT’S PRICELESS BEFORE U WAS A DAY OLD
    SO DONT LET THEM STEAL YOUR HALO

  • CrazyH

    I’m nothing

    I was born wit u, but my moms kept you away/
    now i’m wishin that i heard you as i slept thru a day/
    i’m that feelin of a dog runnin tha streets collarless/
    revolove around tha poor and leave tha wealthy dollarless/
    some people love to hate you, some use u as value/
    i press 6 numbers and hear you on tha phone when i dial u/
    i’m that movement after catchin’ bullets str8 to tha brain/
    even junkies feelin’ me, when they take me in vein/
    you could eat if u want dawg, i’m takin’ ya life/
    ask ya self what are you cuttin’ if i’m breakin’ tha knife/
    or maybe what ya marriage is when i relate your wife/
    i’m life after your cracked out, datin’ tha pipe/
    tha blind see me plain as day, tha deaf hear me like sound/
    i’ll be there after tha end and ain’t nobody around/
    can’t count how many times, i got these people sayin’ my name/
    don’t let tha cops come around, yall know who’s takin tha blame…

  • http://www.myspace.com/naturnalproject Nathan Lyles

    IF THE WHOLE WORLD WAS LISTENIN’

    [VERSE ONE]

    If the whole World was listenin’ the mission then would be to be conditionin’ my brain to explain things against the men./ The same men that contend, on a battle field and rattle steel at each other. Don’t care if it’s they brother./ My apologies to the World and to my family, cause both are living victim to the sins of humanity. Now, can it be/ …that the whole World is paying attention? I’m layin’ an inch &/ a half away from the answer. Placed in a cancer-ous situation./ People recycle life, & keep it in rotation./ Patience/ was a gift but this is it. The Earth/ is listening and so I tell her just how much she’s worth./ Silence takes away my breath, but not because I’m mic-less./ Rather though, because the whole World shall know she’s priceless. Write this/ right down & see the lies./ And know that if the Whole world was listenin‘, she’d cry.

    [VERSE TWO]

    After hearing my apologies the World is gonna’ probably retaliate and make it so that we can feel the robbery/ that is taking place every single night & day./ But we are unprepared. Not gonna’ see it right away./ The fruits of our labor have enslaved us and it made us/ lazy. Crazy, maybe this is really what it means/ to reap what you sow, & so we try to grow some green./ Ain’t talkin’ bout the pastures, I’m talkin’ bout the cash just/ sit back & listen like the whole World is doing./ We try to heat the kitchen, but the whole world ain’t going./ If the whole World was listening then this is what it heard./ Humans ain’t been doing what they said. Then what occurs/ … is the worst ‘cause it’s Earth versus Man. So tell me what’s the plan we have to fight against a Planet?/… I thought so./ Lot’s a people gettin’ frantic!/ If the whole World WAS listening then I would panic!

    Naturnal(c)2007

  • http://www.myspace.com/rjandtechnique R.J.

    What Would I Say?…

    I think about it on my way back home, all alone, nobody else in the back seat/
    These windy city streets, I hear another voice speak/
    In my shy state of mind, it bring different characters/
    Personalities wit opinions that aint mines/
    So the conversation start, “Use ya heart when you start to rap/
    Soul on the paper so you aint takin it back later/
    Regardless if they hate ya, niggaz do cuz you aint talkin bout/
    24s, hoes, and you aint soundin like you from the South”/
    Mainstream, same things my father might mention/
    Its hard thinkin bout him wit hospital visions/
    Still aint get over his death yet/
    I think if Ima die the same on a death bed, then voice #2 says/
    “You might as well kill yaself, I gaurantee nobody help/
    Ya mama dont care…to her you wasnt never there/
    This rap shit, so called fans think you a fuckin lie/
    Remember how them people disappeared after ya daddy died”/

    …As I, light up a black/
    Wonder if these facts/
    Or fiction, or maybe Im, missin a factor/
    Or leavin out somethin that bring happiness afterwards/
    Got raped by two of my cousins at a younger age/
    Pissed on at a bathroom stall brought waterfalls to my face/
    But I figure if Im alive that should be good enough/
    A reason to stop believin in this depression/
    Voice #2 like “Thats just somethin you cant block”/
    Kinda shocked to find that voice #3 agrees/
    Then he proceeds, “Ya girl never loved you the way you lovin her/
    Dick wasnt big enough for strokes when you was fuckin her/
    Plus you know you live too far for you to check on her/
    You know that niggaz callin her, stalkin her, textin her”/
    To you, if people love me or not/
    Not that important of a subject…so fuck it

  • trie

    What would I say if I had the whole world listenin’

    Trie

    (Verse 1)
    I’d say fuck you muthafucka, past present and future/
    For causin’ me fatal wounds top surgeons cannot suture/
    For producin’ ghetto children top teachers cannot tutor/
    For hit and run daddies that are worthless and not suitors/
    Fuck you for ever existing at all/
    For being nothing but a place wherein Satan could fall/
    For my cousin ridin’ in fear in a piece of shit car with no rims/
    So he don’t draw no bad attention just to get killed for his Tims/
    Fuck you for your irony – I hate drugs and pollution/
    But I sell crack to get a car cuz it’s my only solution/
    If I don’t jack I won’t get far cuz I can’t live without food/
    Homeless at fifteen I made it do whut it do/
    My Mama don’t love me. Neither does God above me/
    You made me so cold hearted I flinch when my girl hug me/
    Fuck you for my fate and my inability to duck it/
    Cuz we all just black crabs in a bucket sayin’ fuck it/

    (Chorus x2)
    I don’t give a fuck if you listen or not
    I’ma scream fuck you with all that I got
    I’ma keep hustlin’ so I stay alive
    I’ma scream fuck you til the day that I die

    (Verse 2)
    Subject to verbal contusions and mental intrusions/
    I learn about wars won do to nuclear fusion/
    Constant confusion with no infusion of knowledge/
    A thousand ghetto monkeys wit typewriters tryna get into college/
    Look around and see just what you’ve produced/
    I say fuck your delusions as I chunk up the deuce/
    We can’t make it livin’ in you if we don’t try to get over/
    That’s why I understand Massa mo’ and mo’ as I get older/
    What the fuck I’ma do wit a kid!/
    What the fuck I’ma do wit a wife!/
    What the fuck I’ma do wit my life!/
    What the fuck am I doin’ tonight?/
    Sellin’ crack like what I’m doin’ is right/
    Fuck you world! Where you at? I’m pursuin’ a fight!/
    I got nothin’ to live for man I’m just doin’ my dirt/
    And when I die I hope my crew will put this dude on a shirt/

    (Chorus x2)

  • MEGA MILZ

    If The World Was Listening, What Would I say?

    Verse 1:

    Thank you for the opportunity, Ladies and Gentlemen/
    But I have things to bring to your attention that’s unsettlin’/
    In our hoods there’s the drug peddlin’ and street corner meddlin’/
    People dying without insurance and they can’t afford the medicine/
    We have to face these elements on a daily basis/
    Dodgin bullets and so called cops who are really crazy racists/
    Living conditions are poor and inadequate/
    Projects are rat infested and roach inhabited/
    Hopefully I can become an active advocate/
    To show the talents of the hood and establish it/
    But white folks think we thugged out savages/
    And all they look at are SAT score averages/
    But they forget that suburban schools are fully equipped and legit/
    While education in the hood is constipated – It ain’t shit/
    Conservatives are tryin to dash our great hopes/
    And they got the nerve to have hip hop as the scapegoat.

    Verse 2:

    Hopefully the world is listening so don’t beg for my pardon/
    It seems that the heart of the world has hardened and it’s disheartenin’/
    There was da next Martin Luther King proclaiming to “keep the peace”/
    Until he realized, to survive he needed to keep a piece/
    In the Middle East, people gettin’ killed daily/
    Afghans, Iraqis, Palestinians, and Israelis/
    And it’s crazy- as the rich just cruise in their new Maserati/
    A child discovers da burned remains of his father’s body/
    Suicide bombings are everyday in Iraq – 30 bodies a pop/
    But we’ve become so numb, there’s not a single teardrop/
    It’s a shock that people fail to understand/
    Like AIDS and genocide is destroying the Motherland/
    And as we pollute and the ozone is gettin’ destroyed/
    People are worried about which players are takin’ steroids/
    And George W. Bush goes about HIS war like he errorless/
    It seems to me that HE’s the biggest terrorist.

  • Byrne

    (Verse 1)
    If I had the chance to address the world as a whole/
    I’d tell everyone that I lived life to surpass my suggested role/
    I’m the tadpole that swallowed the shark whole/
    With a heart full of coal and a excessively bold soul/
    I chew on emcee’s and spit em’ out like Skoal/
    Addressing my enemies and doling out pain/
    My flow can show you the light like a church window pane/
    Forget fame id rather live life in the slow lane/
    With my hand on the wheel next to my girl as the sun hits our faces/
    I’m still alive in the CHI so I’m thanking God for his graces/
    Cause in most cases within my city/
    Kids die before they learn how to tie their shoe laces/
    I hope you are listening to me world/
    I hope you haven’t already tuned me out/
    Cause I’m not scared to deliver this verse while I scream and shout/
    You can’t avoid me world your gonna have to take the scenic route/

    (Verse 2)
    If I had the chance to address the world as a whole/
    I’d get on a podium clutching a megaphone/
    Speaking with a strong and commanding tone/
    Confessing my sins catching my tears plastic bins/
    Confronting my demons masked in evil grins/
    Embracing God, my family, and my closest friends/
    And as the flame that is my life begins to dim/
    I realize that soon my soul will be at peace/
    No more struggling in these city streets/
    No more sluts, drug dealers, and police/
    As I lay on my back I’m approached by a priest/
    He opens his Bible and reads me my last rights/
    My mother and father tightly grasp my hand/
    Of the baby that they made that has grown to a man/
    So goodbye world and everything in it/
    Just remember as long you have life live it/

  • MEGA MILZ

    my fault if this is on twice.

    If The World Was Listening, What Would I say?

    Verse 1:

    Thank you for the opportunity, Ladies and Gentlemen/
    But I have things to bring to your attention that’s unsettlin’/
    In our hoods there’s the drug peddlin’ and street corner meddlin’/
    People dying without insurance and they can’t afford the medicine/
    We have to face these elements on a daily basis/
    Dodgin bullets and so called cops who are really crazy racists/
    Living conditions are poor and inadequate/
    Projects are rat infested and roach inhabited/
    Hopefully I can become an active advocate/
    To show the talents of the hood and establish it/
    But white folks think we thugged out savages/
    And all they look at are SAT score averages/
    But they forget that suburban schools are fully equipped and legit/
    While education in the hood is constipated- It ain’t shit/
    Conservatives are tryin to dash our great hopes/
    And they got the nerve to have hip hop as the scapegoat.

    Verse 2:

    Hopefully the world is listening so don’t beg for my pardon/
    It seems that the heart of the world has hardened and it’s disheartenin’/
    There was da next Martin Luther King proclaiming to “keep the peace”/
    Until he realized to survive he needed to keep a piece/
    In the Middle East, people gettin’ killed daily/
    Afghans, Iraqis, Palestinians, and Israelis/
    And it’s crazy- as the rich just cruise in their new Maserati/
    A child discovers da burned remains of his father’s body/
    Suicide bombings are everyday in Iraq – 30 bodies a pop/
    But we’ve become so numb, there’s not a single teardrop/
    It’s a shock that people fail to understand/
    Like AIDS and genocide is destroying the Motherland/
    And as we pollute and the ozone is gettin’ destroyed/
    People are worried about which players are takin’ steroids/
    And George W. Bush goes about HIS war like he errorless/
    It seems to me that HE’s the biggest terrorist.

  • nEminem

    if the whole world would listen what would i say?
    Id say fuck the world, this contest is nonsense anyway
    I listened to the world and look where it got me
    Went to church, stayed in school but still work in the lobby
    Bought a house with things then somebody robbed it
    Told the wife id stop this so the second time I shot them,
    And got thrown in the can as I don’t live in texas
    Got sued for damages, the thief left in a lexus
    I’m suspecting, this could be an inside job
    Baby baby that’s just not a courtroom smile,
    Meanwhile, in jail, I heard my wifes fucking the milkman
    the cousin of the thief, this was a smooth as silk plan
    for 5cents an hour, I burned my hand making license plates
    dropped the soap in the shower, now my sorry ass is fightin rape
    Waiting, 4 years, nothing to say cause I’m hating
    I was an altar boy, now your listening to satan

    Out now, and words are speaking more than actions
    Afgans for bodyguards and a 44 I’m packing
    MC’s I shoot for sport, the competitions lacking
    Hacking the head off the wife, she’s in saran wrap wrapping
    Buried in the desert, the fools will never find me
    i got 11 atomic bombs, straight out of Nagasaki
    A neighbourhood near u is where i’m gonna drop it
    Sally and Johnny are frying,. now we’re all gonna vomit,
    Backpackers, no clues, no flows, I’m retorting
    All your dreams, laying with hoes, to much coke u been snorting
    I don’t know what’s in ur pack, your going home, its so sad
    Here’s an autographed grenade, for ray ray and his dad
    And I don’t need an ad, but this mag isn’t bad,
    better than the sellout source, I heard they moved to baghdad
    See when u think the worlds listening, they never really listening
    Let me stress I’m the best, and this is my new christening
    Baby just maybe, this is not Eminem
    Thin and crazy my name is Neminem

    therealneminem@gmail.com

  • http://XXLMAG.com Alex S.

    1) Never Had Much But An “A” in school, Till I Got Off Track, And Mama Called Me A Fool
    1) Started Raising My Voice, And Trying To Be Heard
    2) The Obscene Language In Me Was Absurd
    3) Looked Up In The Sky, And Asked God For Help
    4) Out of All The Dying People, My Faith Was Still Felt
    5) I Accidentally Thought I Found A Friend
    6) 19 And in love, Thought I Discovered Trust
    7) Had To Figure Out The Buzz, But It was Just Lust
    8) She Ran Circles Around My Heart Like She Was Nascar
    9) Like The Game’s Video Girls “I Couldn’t Get Far”

    10) Life Got Me Depressed, So I Sit, and I Think, And I Vibe and Realize
    11) What Life would be Like, If I Couldn’t Afford Fries
    12) Or If I Couldn’t read Or never went to school, Young Kids Making Mistakes By Quitting School
    13) Half The World Tells Me “You Don’t Have Chance”, But Years Back On The Bike
    14) That is What they said To Lance, But I’m Young, And My Heart only Feels right to Dream
    15) Trying To Develop A New Flow To Make Cream
    16) Trying To Have My Empty Soul Heard At Last, This is my one chance, To let intelligent words blast
    17) So I Speaking for my community And For my Family, I’m trying to Be real And Say things Candidly
    18) Rapping About Drugs has no meaning, Because In the Streets Little Boys Be Eating
    19) All The negative things, people put on their plate
    20) But Its A disgrace, Some Musicians Bring Their Soul With The beats
    21) While Some just care about packing the most Heat
    22) So Much Heat, You’d think It was Hell/ Sex Guns And Money Is Now The Spell
    23) And the Witch who stirs it up is the Media, And Corporate America Is Now Getting Greedier
    24) Last Week was Rough, And I need To numb The Pain
    25) But Need To find Better options without messing up my brain
    26) When I Speak, It’s Like the People Don’t Hear Me, When I’m Angry, Nobody Every Seems To Fear Me
    27) When I’m Weak, They Bury My soul With A Hurt Thats too deep
    28) These Days A man’ a wimp, If He Ever Tries To Weep
    29) These Days, I’m Not Hustlin, Or carrying a Nine
    30) I’m Speaking Through The Music, Trying To get God’s Light to Shine, But If I’m Lucky, Then Soon I’ll have Mine
    31) And I’ll be able to teach More Than Just “Ballin”, I’ll Be Able To Help The Future From Fallin
    32) These words Are From Me, But I’m not The Words, Because I am Above What can Be Spoken Or Heard.

  • neminem

    wheres my entry yo?

  • http://www.myspace.com/theyoungblackhope P.H.I.L.T.H.Y.

    “If You Had The Whole World Listening, What Would You Say?”

    (Verse 1)

    I am the child with the blood of kings and queens/
    But the life you live is like what I’ve seen in dreams/
    You wouldn’t understand all the pain that this thing called life just seems to bring/
    To me/
    I have no father my mother was a rape victim/
    The man who did it well he had AIDS in him/
    So now my bloods like snakes venom/
    I need it but its killing me on the inside/
    But I’m not here for your pity party/
    Oh yeah ya’ll the people that pity hardly/
    Cuz my face you cant seem to handle/
    Cuz when its seen on the screen you just change the channel/
    Click and then you think its an unfortunate event that I’m an Orphan/
    I’m only 8 and I’m tryna keep my sanity /
    I thought we were put on this earth to be a family

    (Verse 2)

    I know its apparent that I have no parents/
    But why must you act as if I’m transparent/
    Yes it’s the invisible children/
    And your neglect has partially killed them/
    Just because we cant afford the treatment/
    Doesn’t mean that we deserve this treatment/
    You’ve turned the volume down can you hear us speaking /
    were still alive can you hear us breathing/
    you can still do something way before it is time for the grieving /
    So please open your minds and hearts/
    Don’t pronounce us dead way before are lives can start/
    I just want a chance to make a change and learn/
    You got time what’s your choice it remains your turn/
    I ain’t choose this life but I’m a live it /
    Remember life is a right not a privelage/

  • http://www.myspace.com/DaGoldinChild Trek

    Yall wanna kno what I’ll say to tha world if they were listenin…

    I’ve always felt I was a mishap no way to escap dat
    Feelin of no beginnin where I’m comin where I’m goin
    Realize what I see now I know wats more important
    Clock status every night to feed my children every mornin
    Keep secrets from tha people that I wish I never kept
    When I think about my father man I wish he never left
    And it’s somethin on my chest that I feel I can’t forget
    And it’s somethin on me heavy that I feel I’ll never lift
    I’m a survivor, I’ve seen both tha battles and tha wars
    Often times I’ve tried to win a gunfight wit a sword
    Understand that my Lord got me set upon a course
    And everytime I see tha strenght I can rely upon tha source
    But I’m all about my hustle mane to overcome tha struggle mane
    Profits stretchin pockets like I’m workin out of muscle mane
    Ain’t worried bout no trouble mane always carry a couple mane
    Fury in my heart and security round my buckle mane.

    I think I got yall attention even more now but I ain’t finished stay tuned in…

    I’ve always felt I was a menace to society
    Can’t even walk around my city good without a nigga eyein me
    Tryna keep myself controlled but niggaz steady tryin me
    Tryna tell em’ bout my goals but dey act like dey blind to see
    On tha block hustlin from sun down to sun up
    Watchin for my P.O. slangin sacks outta foam cups
    It’s a shame I can’t even leave tha house without my heat
    Cuz I might be another brother murdered in these streets
    But I’m a hustler I den seen dem hundreds and dem G’s
    No teflon on my chest cuz ain’t no bullets after me
    Gotta shake the evil spirits off before they capture me
    People say dat Trek ain’t gon make it dats just blasphemy
    But I’m gon pursue my dreams mane, it ain’t bout tha cream mane
    I ain’t gotta pull no fronts cuz music is my thing mane
    Don’t be about tha bling mane jus go and chase tha green mane
    And i’m gon push it to tha top until i’m crowned tha king mane.

    Hope tha world feelin what Trek gotta say. Straight from Greenville, MS we all got dreams don’t give up on em. For all my people who don’t speak English round tha world we got tha foreign version comin out just for you. Peace

  • http://XXLMAG.com Alex S.

    1) Never Had Much But An “A” in school, Till I Got Off Track, And Mama Called Me A Fool
    1) Started Raising My Voice, And Trying To Be Heard
    2) The Obscene Language In Me Was Absurd
    3) Looked Up In The Sky, And Asked God For Help
    4) Out of All The Dying People, My Faith Was Still Felt
    5) I Accidentally Thought I Found A Friend
    6) 19 And in love, Thought I Discovered Trust
    7) Had To Figure Out The Buzz, But It was Just Lust
    8) She Ran Circles Around My Heart Like She Was Nascar
    9) Like The Game’s Video Girls “I Couldn’t Get Far”

    10) Life Got Me Depressed, So I Sit, and I Think, And I Vibe and Realize
    11) What Life would be Like, If I Couldn’t Afford Fries
    12) Or If I Couldn’t read Or never went to school, Young Kids Making Mistakes By Quitting School
    13) Half The World Tells Me “You Don’t Have Chance”, But Years Back On The Bike
    14) That is What they said To Lance, But I’m Young, And My Heart only Feels right to Dream
    15) Trying To Develop A New Flow To Make Cream
    16) Trying To Have My Empty Soul Heard At Last, This is my one chance, To let intelligent words blast
    17) So I Speaking for my community And For my Family, I’m trying to Be real And Say things Candidly
    18) Rapping About Drugs has no meaning, Because In the Streets Little Boys Be Eating
    19) All The negative things, people put on their plate
    20) But Its A disgrace, Some Musicians Bring Their Soul With The beats
    21) While Some just care about packing the most Heat
    22) So Much Heat, You’d think It was Hell/ Sex Guns And Money Is Now The Spell
    23) And the Witch who stirs it up is the Media, And Corporate America Is Now Getting Greedier
    24) Last Week was Rough, And I need To numb The Pain
    25) But Need To find Better options without messing up my brain
    26) When I Speak, It’s Like the People Don’t Hear Me, When I’m Angry, Nobody Every Seems To Fear Me
    27) When I’m Weak, They Bury My soul With A Hurt Thats too deep
    28) These Days A man’ a wimp, If He Ever Tries To Weep
    29) These Days, I’m Not Hustlin, Or carrying a Nine
    30) I’m Speaking Through The Music, Trying To get God’s Light to Shine, But If I’m Lucky, Then Soon I’ll have Mine
    31) And I’ll be able to teach More Than Just “Ballin”, I’ll Be Able To Help The Future From Fallin
    32) These words Are From Me, But I’m not The Words, Because I am Above What can Be Spoken Or Heard.

  • Desert Es

    1st Verse….

    I envite you to witness this young Phenom in action
    watch these words paint vivid pictures of reaction
    to growing up under the nigga umbrella over and over
    Luck I doubt that
    I really didnt know what I was in over
    My head
    buried my face in palms
    read the great scriptures of faith
    John, Revalations and Psalms
    I can stand here and give you a bunch of hoopla to get attention
    beat it over your head just like Jada
    like the rest not to mention
    I was birth with a gift never considered this a curse
    Cause as much overtime I put into this Hip hop ya boy flow got worst
    In the sense I refuse to be a gimmick
    I wont sell out
    You know how all these cats become D- Boys and profess they clout
    Im one hundred percent of every word presented to the world
    Young boy lost in societies grip for the more righteous fruitful whirl
    This rolla is a coasta swerving thru all of lifes bends
    So programmed to chase love, life and and forget my friends

    2nd Verse…..

    Now that the first verse was erected on the whim I love to spit
    you see alot has changed in this reinvented hip hop
    alot more bullshit
    a picture perfect concept never felt so pure in notion
    To catch the worlds attention in the mist of all this commotion
    One stack of college ruled paper
    twenty two number 2 pencils later
    Im still unknown to the world no matter what Ive written on paper
    You see this is some deep souls searching millions of letters erased
    but what I represent is a million miles far from false nor can it be replaced
    Constructed word patterns overlap the clap
    release the sickness this is more that rap
    coceived under the sign of the Ram
    I eighties baby plus one I know who I am
    A direct descendent of middle eastern Pharohs and kings
    Even the Gods and Princess hand cuffed in the bing
    Theodosia lead em
    Jahovah raised em outta the sand
    Forseen before the birth of Yao Ming
    E’s was birthed a man…………

  • MEGA MILZ

    If The World Was Listening, What Would I say?

    Verse 1:

    Thank you for the opportunity, Ladies and Gentlemen/
    But I have things to bring to your attention that’s unsettlin’/
    In our hoods there’s the drug peddlin’/ and street corner meddlin’/
    People dying without insurance and they can’t afford the medicine./
    We have to face these elements on a daily basis./
    Dodgin bullets and so called cops who are really crazy racists./
    Living conditions are poor and inadequate./
    Projects are rat infested and roach inhabited./
    Hopefully I can become an active advocate/
    To show the talents of the hood and establish it./
    But white folks think we thugged out savages/
    And all they look at are SAT score averages./
    But they forget that suburban schools are fully equipped and legit/
    While education in the hood is constipated- It ain’t shit/
    Conservatives are tryin to dash our great hopes/
    And they got the nerve to have hip hop as the scapegoat.

    Verse 2:

    Hopefully the world is listening so don’t beg for my pardon./
    It seems that the heart of the world has hardened and it’s disheartenin’/
    There was da next Martin Luther King proclaiming to “keep the peace”/
    Until he realized to survive he needed to keep a piece./
    In the Middle East, people gettin’ killed daily/
    Afghans, Iraqis, Palestinians, and Israelis./
    And it’s crazy- as the rich just cruise in their new Maserati/
    A child discovers da burned remains of his father’s body./
    Suicide bombings are everyday in Iraq – 30 bodies a pop/
    But we’ve become so numb, there’s not a single teardrop./
    It’s a shock that people fail to understand/
    Like AIDS and genocide is destroying the Motherland./
    And as we pollute and the ozone is gettin’ destroyed/
    People are worried about which players are takin’ steroids./
    And George W. Bush goes about HIS war like he errorless./
    It seems to me that HE’s the biggest terrorist.

  • http://www.myspace.com/theyoungblackhope P.H.I.L.T.H.Y.

    “If You Had The Whole World Listening, What Would You Say?”

    (Verse 1)

    I am the child with the blood of kings of queens/
    But the life you live is like what I vex seen in dreams/
    You wouldn’t understand all the pain that this thing called life just seems to bring/
    To me I have no father my mother was a rape victim /
    The man who did it well he had Aids in him/
    So now my bloods like snakes venom/
    I need it but its killing me on the inside but I’m not here for your pity party/
    Oh yeah yall the people who pity hardly/
    Cuz my face you can’t seem to handle/
    Cuz when it’s seen on the screen you just change the channel/ (Click)
    And then you think it’s an unfortunate event/
    That I’m an orphan I’m only 8 and I’m tryna keep my sanity /
    I thought we were put on this earth to be a family/

    (Verse 2)

    I know it’s apparent/
    That I have no parents/
    But why must you act as if I’m transparent/
    Yes it’s the invisible children/
    And your neglect has partially killed them /
    Just because we can’t afford the treatment/
    Doesn’t mean that we deserve this treatment/
    You’ve turned the volume down can you hear us speaking/
    Were still alive can you hear us breathing/
    You can still do something way before it is time for the grieving/
    So please open your minds and hearts/
    Don’t pronounce us dead way before are lives can start/
    I just want a chance to make a change and learn /
    So what’s your choice you got time it remains your turn/
    I ain’t choose this live but I’m a live it/
    Remember life is a right not a privilege

  • http://www.myspace.com/theyoungblackhope Philthy

    “If You Had The Whole World Listening, What Would You Say?”

    (Verse 1)

    I am the child with the blood of kings of queens/
    But the life you live is like what I vex seen in dreams/
    You wouldn’t understand all the pain that this thing called life just seems to bring/
    To me I have no father my mother was a rape victim /
    The man who did it well he had Aids in him/
    So now my bloods like snakes venom/
    I need it but its killing me on the inside but I’m not here for your pity party/
    Oh yeah yall the people who pity hardly/
    Cuz my face you can’t seem to handle/
    Cuz when it’s seen on the screen you just change the channel/ (Click)
    And then you think it’s an unfortunate event/
    That I’m an orphan I’m only 8 and I’m tryna keep my sanity /
    I thought we were put on this earth to be a family/

    (Verse 2)

    I know it’s apparent/
    That I have no parents/
    But why must you act as if I’m transparent/
    Yes it’s the invisible children/
    And your neglect has partially killed them /
    Just because we can’t afford the treatment/
    Doesn’t mean that we deserve this treatment/
    You’ve turned the volume down can you hear us speaking/
    Were still alive can you hear us breathing/
    You can still do something way before it is time for the grieving/
    So please open your minds and hearts/
    Don’t pronounce us dead way before are lives can start/
    I just want a chance to make a change and learn /
    So what’s your choice you got time it remains your turn/
    I ain’t choose this live but I’m a live it/
    Remember life is a right not a privilege

  • http://myspace.com/estchill Yung Chill ‘Tha Blokk Captn’

    Whole world was listening? i’d spit my best verse/have em noding they head until they necks hurt//tell em stories bout the strife in my life/played the cards I was delt, gues I shoulda cut the deck first//moms listenings so I couldn’t go to hard/can’t curse guess i’d watch my words like a cue card//i’d talk about how we all one nation/trying avoid being put in the pocket by the cue ball//…i’d play the role of the eight/last one standing if they knock me out the games over//try my best to start a new trend/but that prolly won’t happen for the fact that I aint hova//the world was listening? I’d have to learn spanish/so on spains billboard charts i’d do damage//call me a political rapper so its evident/the world was listening I’m asking for a new president//

    they say the whole world is listening…but what they hearing?/a bunch of ice rap, cuz the whole world is glissing//on the stirp pitchin it, grippin it and flippin it/that aint the topic when you spittin it won’t see no dividens//the world we livin in, they don’t wanna hear about it/shoot em up bang bang they wanna hear me shout it//slang crack and you aint lying bout it I highly doubt it/everybodies a king, that throne is highly crowded//now that i’ve got your ear, i’ll state it loud and clear/they glorify the hood, well I want outta here!//they play the tough role ima keep it factiual/can’t plant seeds n the soil of the murder capital//involved n gun play, from sunday to sunday/I rather claim a strip where its safe to let my son play//hope somone in the world will hear me one day/its hard to get by, they double parking on a one-way//

  • http://www.crookedlifestyle.com Michael C. Crowell

    If You Had the World Listening What Would You Say?

    I truly feel like the streets needs disinfectant. I pass the homeless I can’t
    help, but kiss the wretched. Like lepors, broken, like homes is, sick infested,
    is their perspective, or hopeless, everything we know is, so slow cooked, were
    so shook, tearing at the seams, wearing out our dreams… Gettin wild &
    wreckless, volatile violence by twisted hexes… but logically I Have to claim,
    we’ve been selected, so naturally and thru our brain our television, has mixed
    the sexes, repititious, thru the waves, they’ve dismissed asbestos. With subtle
    slight suggestion, they misdirect us, expect us, to follow, arrest us, tomorrow,
    w/ steel metal or cholesterol, I feel the devil is just tryin to mess w/ yall &
    yall a let em get the best of yall, & sit in sorrow, in denial, or sit & wallow.
    See the sound can break the vile, reprogram & redial, hold hands & just smile,
    mold man thru these trials, test faith thru times, no, you can, even mild, make
    a difference, and hey, you’d find, if you would listen, this is what I’d say so
    pay, me mind, when I start spittin:

    (pause)

    If I could appeal, to all the masses see the fact is that they’d feel some sort
    of truth start to unveil in relaxin some action would overcome them, they would
    say I won them, makin them all one then, my phoned be blown by corporate
    America’s sons and I’d have to change my number just to numb them, until they
    realized the sun had shun in, and realize how our lives were so crooked and
    redundant… I would unite the world by & for the people when I was funded, &
    eventually a century would pass…. & we’d look back & essentially we would have
    passed…. peace at last… and that’s what I’d say if you’d ever asked me…
    (and my last words would be “E=mc2, everlasting”)

  • Michael C. Crowell

    If You Had the World Listening What Would You Say?

    I truly feel like the streets needs disinfectant. I pass the homeless I can’t
    help, but kiss the wretched. Like lepors, broken, like homes is, sick infested,
    is their perspective, or hopeless, everything we know is, so slow cooked, were
    so shook, tearing at the seams, wearing out our dreams… Gettin wild &
    wreckless, volatile violence by twisted hexes… but logically I Have to claim,
    we’ve been selected, so naturally and thru our brain our television, has mixed
    the sexes, repititious, thru the waves, they’ve dismissed asbestos. With subtle
    slight suggestion, they misdirect us, expect us, to follow, arrest us, tomorrow,
    w/ steel metal or cholesterol, I feel the devil is just tryin to mess w/ yall &
    yall a let em get the best of yall, & sit in sorrow, in denial, or sit & wallow.
    See the sound can break the vile, reprogram & redial, hold hands & just smile,
    mold man thru these trials, test faith thru times, no, you can, even mild, make
    a difference, and hey, you’d find, if you would listen, this is what I’d say so
    pay, me mind, when I start spittin:

    (pause)

    If I could appeal, to all the masses see the fact is that they’d feel some sort
    of truth start to unveil in relaxin some action would overcome them, they would
    say I won them, makin them all one then, my phoned be blown by corporate
    America’s sons and I’d have to change my number just to numb them, until they
    realized the sun had shun in, and realize how our lives were so crooked and
    redundant… I would unite the world by & for the people when I was funded, &
    eventually a century would pass…. & we’d look back & essentially we would have
    passed…. peace at last… and that’s what I’d say if you’d ever asked me…
    (and my last words would be “E=mc2, everlasting”)

  • Michael C. Crowell

    If You Had the World Listening What Would You Say?

    I truly feel like the streets needs disinfectant. I pass the homeless I can’t
    help, but kiss the wretched. Like lepors, broken, like homes is, sick infested,
    is their perspective, or hopeless, everything we know is, so slow cooked, were
    so shook, tearing at the seams, wearing out our dreams… Gettin wild &
    wreckless, volatile violence by twisted hexes… but logically I Have to claim,
    we’ve been selected, so naturally and thru our brain our television, has mixed
    the sexes, repititious, thru the waves, they’ve dismissed asbestos. With subtle
    slight suggestion, they misdirect us, expect us, to follow, arrest us, tomorrow,
    w/ steel metal or cholesterol, I feel the devil is just tryin to mess w/ yall &
    yall a let em get the best of yall, & sit in sorrow, in denial, or sit & wallow.
    See the sound can break the vile, reprogram & redial, hold hands & just smile,
    mold man thru these trials, test faith thru times, no, you can, even mild, make
    a difference, and hey, you’d find, if you would listen, this is what I’d say so
    pay, me mind, when I start spittin:

    (pause)

    If I could appeal, to all the masses see the fact is that they’d feel some sort
    of truth start to unveil in relaxin some action would overcome them, they would
    say I won them, makin them all one then, my phoned be blown by corporate
    America’s sons and I’d have to change my number just to numb them, until they
    realized the sun had shun in, and realize how our lives were so crooked and
    redundant… I would unite the world by & for the people when I was funded, &
    eventually a century would pass…. & we’d look back & essentially we would have
    passed…. peace at last… and that’s what I’d say if you’d ever asked me…
    (and my last words would be “E=mc2, everlasting”)

  • http://myspace.com/tallmoneyrecords Tuffy

    alot of hatin guess they see i got my money up
    cuz the boy get rid of wieght like a tummy tuck
    any one of my niggaz dont dare to touch
    cuz beef is like puttin on a rubber were prepared to buss
    wonder why these hoes stare at tuff?
    cuz my ice is like a dj the princess keep the rarest cuts
    stupit! yall cubiczaconas compaired to us
    im like a pimp in his prime i keep a pair of sluts
    i rip the bag of weed open then i tear the dutch
    a pair of chucks, chop down 20s to prepare the clucks

  • mc2

    If You Had the World Listening What Would You Say?

    I truly feel like the streets needs disinfectant. I pass the homeless I can’t help, but kiss the wretched. Like lepors, broken, like homes is, sick infested, is their perspective, or hopeless, everything we know is, so slow cooked, were so shook, tearing at the seams, wearing out our dreams… Gettin wild & wreckless, volatile violence by twisted hexes… but logically I Have to claim, we’ve been selected, so naturally and thru our brain our television, has mixed the sexes, repititious, thru the waves, they’ve dismissed asbestos. With subtle slight suggestion, they misdirect us, expect us, to follow, arrest us, tomorrow, w/ steel metal or cholesterol, I feel the devil is just tryin to mess w/ yall & yall a let em get the best of yall, & sit in sorrow, in denial, or sit & wallow. See the sound can break the vile, reprogram & redial, hold hands & just smile, mold man thru these trials, test faith thru times, no, you can, even mild, make a difference, and hey, you’d find, if you would listen, this is what I’d say so pay, me mind, when I start spittin:

    (pause)

    If I could appeal, to all the masses see the fact is that they’d feel some sort of truth start to unveil in relaxin some action would overcome them, they would say I won them, makin them all one then, my phoned be blown by corporate America’s sons and I’d have to change my number just to numb them, until they realized the sun had shun in, and realize how our lives were so crooked and redundant… I would unite the world by & for the people when I was funded, & eventually a century would pass…. & we’d look back & essentially we would have passed…. peace at last… and that’s what I’d say if you’d ever asked me…
    (and my last words would be “E=mc2, everlasting”)

  • camelot

    its hard to find out who is a hero and who is a villian/but the truth is we all pretty ruthless/I used to go to school and try to be the best student/now i’m tryna get them jordans to hang wih all the coo kids/I know its kinda foolish and stupid/but I been through shit/slept on the floor so I heard the rats movin/cats shootin on the block hittin my man/now i’m wishin that he could come back like rasputin/dough come a lil slow for a nigga with no job/so hard when you broke and money is on yo mind/niggas on the block scopin to make sure it ain’t no cops/needed money and hustlin made it cum quick like blow jobs/wanted to open doors but couldn’t find the doorknobs/a slave to the game like black people in the old times/I see them gettin this money quick with no prob/so I’m tryna get it with dope rhymes/I’m doin my best/

    (verse 2)

    I’m tryna do sumthin good for the black community/but it seems like the hood got a peermanent rap immunity/cause I ain’t had my shit heard still/and its seems like money and rap go together, i’m feelin like a third wheel/cops keep the block hot like an oven be/I need someone to knock on my door like threes company/had a girl but she wasn’t really lovin me/she was after the chedda I felt it when she was huggin me/and I realized that she ain’t happen to care/about the times when I was gaspin for air/but now that i’m breathin/i see clearly/y’all listen to my songs but you really ain’t hearin me/I wanna stand tall like the statue of liberty/you ain’t even gotta like me homie/I just want you to rememba me/a lot of rappers end up in the penetentiary/but its hard to stop rappin when you the coldest rapper visibly/damn

  • http://www.myspace.com/baddestmuthafuckaontheplanet BADDESTMUTHAFUCKAONTHEPLANET

    FUCK THE WORLD Fuck the police/ i know they can’t stand me/Fuck you to /and yo whole damn family/Fuck George Bush/and fuck his daddy/fuck the muthafucka’s that fuckin had me/fuck the d.a. and fuck the feds/fuck the bitches that didn’t give me head/fuck you if we ain’t makin bread/fuck the livin/fuck the dead/fuck hussein/fuck osama/fuck child support/ fuck baby mama’s/ fuck the d.a./fuck your honor/fuck the snitch that brought the drama/man fuck the courts/fuck the jails/fuck the devil i’mma take over hell/fuck you if yo ass wanna tell/fuck yo body/dead body’s smell 2 Fuck the a&r and fuck the label/fuck ya freinds that always want a favor/fuck ya family and ya nosy neighbors/ man fuck this weed and all these hydro flavors/ fuck them nigga’s that tried to play ya/fuck the player and fuck the hater/ fuck listening to all the knowledge i gave ya/i can fuck you now/i’ll fuck my girl later/fuck both of them them bitches might be traitors./fuck yo money/my money is greater/fuck you,ya man and ya man’s man to/i fucked yo chick and my man did to/fuck not makin money cause man i ain’t through/ fuck sellin records i can slang them thangs to/world it ain’t a damn thing that i can’t do…….SO FUCK YOU from vol.1″Respect the Game” http://www.myspace.com/baddestmuthafuckaontheplanet

  • JE

    Verse One

    If Magic Johnson can survive from AIDS
    then homie I can survive these days
    of my life, but this aint no soap opera
    I need faith, can you please give me hope doctor?
    and maybe God docked me to stop me
    JE why you always so cocky?
    Na Im just proud, and Im bout to get these pounds off
    and I aint talking Jared, gettin squares and rounds off
    you cook, me too, we all gettin hungry
    if I stop now, the game’ll turn ugly
    so keep goin, on forward
    one foot in front on toward
    and on tour, we all in mourn
    if hip hop died, imma weather the storm

  • Richy-C

    uh-huh yo jus no that i’l neva fake//
    wait till my album drops,yal hatas betta hate..
    ima set it straight,this to my enemies
    wit they tendancies/to act,like they wanna envy me
    i defend these streets/i no eventually
    all of the beef u got wit me,will be a memory
    puff on that heavenly
    still yall pretend to be,somthin thatchu think
    but ya not..and yall remember me//
    hip-hops my remide,i live my melody/
    so stressin me mentally,all the time
    S’waste of energy/ u aint no friends of mine
    cuz yall pretend to hide//we drop the illest rymes
    untill the end of time,de-fine my mind of crime..
    and now its time to shine,
    i gotta get that cream..
    i gotta stay fly,i gotta stay high/
    pursuin this passion,cuz
    u no im more unique than bein jewish’n catholic..
    fact iz/this talents more than just practice
    i gotta fascination with makin you mad bitch…
    a fascination with rap-pin,
    jus cuz i got a fascination with cash—bitch….
    back when,we used bust it n thats it//
    now we spit shit,while we hustlin back flips/
    unitll we droppin in caskets…
    “So ima stay Real while im droppin this rap shit”

  • http://myspace.com/princecookiejones Prince Cookie

    im goin to tha place wit tha massive pearly gates/
    but i dont care if they platinum or diamond they still straight/
    god is great, and i kno god is good/
    so i thank him for tha days that i made it in tha hood/
    i remember tha times tha bangers wanted to bang me/
    squally got dem bracelets and i kno they wanna chain me/
    aint in tha circus, but these tricks tryna train me/
    got ma flows in order, now nobody can contain me/
    tha beats off tha hook like worms in tha pond/
    everytime prince speaks, yall kno dat ma word is bond/
    yea im proper, i could neva be an uncle tom/
    but u’ll neva catch me ski maskin nobody mom/
    for a peso, some piff, or a purse/
    cause tha las ones ta act hard, tha one who got popped 1st/
    only thing u see me poppin is kernels/
    yea u gota lotta ice, but it cant melt tha inferno/

    hell is hotter than any of yall can imagine/
    its like playin heat tag wita team of dragons/
    its no need to stop, drop, or roll/
    tha fires nowhere on yo skin, its all in ya soul/
    cant nobody even help cause all yall tha same/
    everybody is screamin, cause everybody flamed/
    and you cant even believe thatchall skel’ is meltin/
    tha definition of helta skeltin/
    fa real tha devil is a liar/
    and his intentions is to convince u there really is no fire/
    everbody nowdays wanna be a beast/
    be ma guest, but homeboy dont earl watchu eat/
    hardbodies get black tuxes and hard caskets/
    and a paid vacation wit some large maggets/
    when i die, i jus pray it aint a travesty/
    im reachin to god, cause tha devil aint grabbin me

  • Anthony Cangianiello

    Man I woke up this morning had some dream I couldnt believe it listening to wu tang cream my whole life had a low self esteem looking in the mirror with fear of the tattoe tear cuz every year a child is lost first of the month pays for a weeks cost everyday I get back up but the words throw me down call me Lincoln one day Ill hold the crown no top hat and packets being fat you get me and everything in between the coke feign in the crackhouse or the man in the corner mourning the death of his spouse bullet holes in his chest all because he never wore that vest thinking he was stronger than the rest now hes in the hospital due to cardiac arrest police officers are pursueing asking questions interviewing UPN ant eleven say he took seven two more and fifty would be shot funny thing is it was all over an ounce of pot here i wake in a cold sweat change into a pair of jeans get my ingredients to cook it up measuring cup check baking soda check a little bit of heart check a little bit of knowledge check the last thing is the soul and now i have reached my goal, a true m.c. you cant touch me im untouchable so filthy ask the Hindus they will understand unable to reach dharma stuck living with bad karma finally reach my plateau listening to nirvana now we’re in another religion hold still and listen i followed the rightfold path and look where it lead me am I the chosen one sacrificed for so long never killing rather civil disobedience looking to the sky all i see in my eye is the suns radience lost all vision only gods decision hearing heightened now i am enlightened i had feel what you say i look back and it was a good day children with water guns asking if i would like to play they can see right through the man i once was the words create a buzz and we no longer have a queen no more honey just some dairy isnt it scarry everything is dieing and nobody is crying looking at me like stop lieing im only trying to allow u to see what i cannot the mirror reflects the image i can’t help you dont like it music we write it change it around and recite it only people who understand are those invited the door is closed and i hope your not looking for a door bell because if the door opens you just have entered into the gates of hell