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Un soir que dans le Bronx J'étais on ne peut plus anx ieux de retrouver Samantha Entre Thelonius Monk Quelques punks aussi Brons Ki beat giclant de mon Aïwa You're under arrest Cause you are the best J'ai dit et je redis donc s' Ur le trop tard du Bronx Je recherchais Samantha S'pointent deux gorilles du Bronx Il est évident donc c' Etait mal barré pour moi You're under arrest Cause you are the best C'était deux police blacks Qui pratiquaient le slang Ainsi que le colt cobra Ils m'plaquent au mur du Bronx Et je défie quiconque De ne pas avoir les foies You're under arrest Cause you are the best You're under arrest Cause you are the best L'un des ces yankees monk Ey me dit give us you're money Qu'est-ce que t'aurais fait toi Ils m'relachent ainsi donc J'enfonce dans le Bronx Retrouver Samantha You're under arrest Cause you are the best You're under arrest Cause you are the best

Up North

CRU "Da Dirty 30"
featuring Ras Kass [Yogi] Yeah...HA...Cru... [Mighty Ha] Mic checka da one the mic check three [Yogi] Cru in you baby... [Mighty Ha] Mic checka da one the mic check three... [Yogi] Mix it up with the big Y.O. Comin' from the Laf Isle with fat funk flow So yo how you feelin'? Tell me how you feelin' Mad drug dealin' mad caps peelin' I do my thing drink a Budweiser And I seen more *bush/Busch* than Dan Anheiser Twist the caps of you fake John Gottis Watch the pump shottie, make you look like Kwame Cru's about to drop the dirty understand the cipher Got nothin' to lose so I'm-a do like a lifer Niggaz couldn't *catch up/ketchup* with the mustard, disgusted Drop the shit that gotcha brains dusted, bust it This is how it flow in the Bronx Zoo ya'll Beef up a step and style with a fall Nothin' but the rough, understood? Got me in double extra large bulletproof wit' the hood Sittin' at the bar sippin' Becks Plus I got the two turntables and a microphooooone on deck So who's next? Rugged Ras Flossin' ice, and drop that soul on dat ass The IBF got my rhymes ranked cuz they hittin' Plus I'm all around like Scott Pippen Here it is, east west, I mean China to Mexico If you love the way it's goin' down let me know Fuck it, Harlem knows the ledge All my Bronx niggaz know the wedge, full-fledged Uptown! Plus we got the Cali love Y.O.G., truly yours the Breakfast Club [Ras Kass] Yo punk... I was hot as 97 in '73 D.O.B. my pedigree multiple felonies see You spit phlegm I spit fumes Across the ruins of kiosks hoverin' sand dunes A miniature man-nume, it's National Lampoon's Alien Vacation I'm abductin' muthafuckin' rappers to my inner space station (What?) For sheezy, When Ras Kass get to swervin' off 'gnac, believe me I hit below the belt Bustin' niggaz balls like Riddick Bowe versus Gulotta Hell yeah I'm a rida Ain't nuttin' sweetie, cancer causin' like saccahrin Action, intoxicated chinky-eyed black men An' nowadays fools forget what they actually named Besides a loyal cadets and priceless briquettes Basically, I don't give a shit how rich ya get I'll have you in the car talkin' to yourself Like Alanis Morisette with turets (Oh wee..that's right...) I like sisters with vaginas so... (Can we get freaky toniiiiight...) Donald Trump wouldn't let you shine his shoes my man If you pissed off you dyin' with your dick in your hand Plus when shit hits the fan, I mean when Ras reach the crowd And verse to verse, switch my aura then rotate Earth And fuck that servin' emcees and livin' bummy I'm on some show me the money and still educate the dummies CHORUS It's all about me for you and you for me And playa if ya do for two we do for three You think it's 'bout the cash, the cars and jew-el-ry We livin' in the age of the ebonic plague (2x) [Chadio] You see the words is meshin' through this lyrical aggression Punks pop shit we Joe Pesc'em no question Cru session, no time for second guessin' Frontin' or fessin', we full court pressin' Testin', any in our way learn a lesson Forever in my Stetson, chrome plated Wesson We ain't got no time for excuses and reasons Bringin' nuttin' but butta in all four seasons Wanna blow my nose when I'm sneezin', wit' hundred dollar bills Foes I'm squeezin', breezin' Through your nearest town wit' the frown expression Those Bronx streets left a lastin' impression Now think about this, imagine Cru rhymers Like this world with no clock bein' timeless Pure dope when it come to the oratorical Stay on the low wit' a dime that's adorable Got the rap shit covered like long johns Big brother Ant taught me how to bear arms L.A. to D.C. I gets my P.C. Keeps me a fifth of B.C. And we gon' drink to your pass peeps that flashed heat Never no more, when I pull I blast he Think you could deal? You crazier than Bjork Belong up on Fantasy Isle with Mr. Rourke

Top 5 (Dead Or Alive)

JIN "Jin Presents: The Emcee's Properganda"
[Chorus: x2] Who's the best emcees? Ain't no best Who's the best who's the best Ain't no best Who's the best emcees? Ain't no best top 5 dead or alive Ain't no best It started out with the legendary Kool Herc one of the greats in 1980 Kurtis Blow hit us with The Breaks from then it was on two years later Melle Mel dropped the Message round the same time I was born grandmaster caz cold crushin it was evident Rakim campaignin Eric B For President straight out the Bronx came the one known as Kris Boogie Down Productions rappers gettin dissed Kane held the throne the streets knew it was his ever since they heard him just rhymin with Biz Slick Rick took us on Adventures with his bling Kool Moe Dee told us that Knowledge Is King meanwhile LL was rockin the bells Chuck D and Ice T told the cops go to hell G Rap was Kool RUN was the sire Sucker MC's I never admire [Chorus] 10th grade I became a hiphop addict ass backwards copped It Was Written and then Illmatic some say Ready To Die was Biggie's best but then again theres always Life After Death way before Dame and Jay changed views and split on the real 22 2's was my shit just when you thought PAC only brought drama he had joints like Keep Ya Head Up and Dear Mama Pun did it his way just like Carlito Big L murdered it on Stretch and Bobbito my man B put me on to Havoc and P Infamous will forever be a classic to me ODBs soul has just entered the buildin Puffy is good but Wu Tang is for the children Scarface ya mind playin tricks just illusions Pharoah Monch out to Organize the confusion tryin to figure out this fly chick I discovered at the same time Common said He Used to Love Her Buckshot with his Camp Click laced up in boots big up to Black Thought never forgot his Roots keep some Dirty Rotten Scoundrel in my stereo cant forget Bustas verse on Scenario Keith Murray was a lyrical assassin when Reggie grabbed the mic it was time for some aksion party anthems Treach rocked without rehearsal the Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal Blackstar better yet Kweli and Mos the in and out flow belongs to Jada and the Ghost before every X verse you hear the dogs bark OutKast changed the game ask Rosa Parks [Chorus] mic skills ain't got nothin to do with ya gender Clef 's ill but L Boogie was my favorite member out the Fugees the tightest to drop Latifahs the Queen other chicks are Lyte as rock before NWA's family feud who kicked that gangsta shit like Eazy E and Cube but still true lyricists smashin the cuts up verbally like Ras Kass and Kurupt e-40 Mac Dre holdin down the bay still doin the thizz even though he passed away rest in peace it ain't about west or east coast beef the media can be a beast overnight acts just wanna top the charts no intentions to contribute to the art I absolutely refuse to let it fall apart The Emcee is crafty we here to make our mark they wanna know [Chorus]

Best Friend

PUFF DADDY "Forever"
(feat. Mario Winans) [Puffy (Mario)] I've seen a lot of things in my life Alot of ups and downs Made alot of mistakes No matter what, you've always been by my side You've always been my best friend You're the love of my life (Oh) You're everything to me (Oh) You never left my side (You're my best friend) I love you so much (Yes, you are) You're my best friend [Puffy] Since the beginning of time All you did was bless men Too young to understand but now you my best friend How could they doubt you, never think about you Don't they know nothing's possible without you Faith without fear that's how they raised me Words of man kill but never phase me Grateful for wisdom that you gave me But still I'm like, dear God I wonder, could you save me Too much sinning, gotta be more than plush living Gotta be more than grabbing nines to buck tin in Gotta be more than just to lust women Gotta be more than platinum Rolexes, 600's and crushed linen Praise your name, I know some of them hate their due Judgment day, don't they know they can't escape your crew I'm just trying to live right and pray you take me through And with this song I dedicate to you, my Lord [1] - [Mario Winans] Lord, you mean the world to me Before I was born you chose me You always hear me when I'm calling Even catch me when I'm falling You're the closest one to me I surrender all to thee I want the whole wide world to see That we've always been and we'll always be Best friends [Puffy] Sometimes I reminisce and wonder how I made it this far Because of you, I'm me, so you the real star Your hindsight, the time's right to get my mind tight Then give it to you and let it shine bright My best friend, only know how to teach the truth Plant the seeds of life and let them eat the fruit Can't you see that He spread love for you Shed blood for you, cry for and die for you Willies with mac millies know how you get down We know the drama you bring whenever you hit town Just remember when you pray, God is love Gracious, merciful, forgive even the hardest thugs Life as we know it, it all begins with Him Life as we know it, it all ends with Him If I was you I would never try to pretend with Him He might spaz and blow it, I'm best friends with him [Repeat 1] [Puffy] Been two and a half years since my man Big passed Been two and a half years since my world crashed I needed help, God gave me the power Gave me the strength to go face to face with my darkest hour Looked me in the eyes and ask 'What you doing unhappy' 'Don't you know why I'm here' and started shooting at me Back to the wall, is my faith gonna play out Never wavered once, gave me no way out Your time to die, don't even stress the date You're coming with me, your soul I'm next to take I told him 'I'm too much blessed with faith' 'And living for Christ' and then he said 'Manifest the great' All of a sudden, what I'm remembering Ground started to shake, everything trembling The power of the truth was shooting through my Timberlands Here was my Lord Jesus Christ, my best friend again, come on [Repeat 1 While:] [Puffy] You mean everything to me You've been with me from day one Even when I thought nobody was there You were there You're my best friend I love you like no other There is no feeling like this in the world If you can relate to what I'm feeling Put your hands in the air for me Let me see you Naw, matter of fact clap your hands for me Clap your hands, come on Thank you Jesus You always hear me when I'm calling Always catch me when I fall, yeah I surrender all to thee I want the whole world to see That you've always been, you'll always be My best friend I love you Jesus Thank you, forgive me for my trespasses As I forgive those who trespass against me Thank you

Worldwide

CYPRESS HILL "Skull & Bones"
[Verse 1: Sen-Dog] You better hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you sweat Shit your pants, get in yuor step on my advance Catch a glance of the legendary brother who carries Your body and buries two more lyrics in styles varied Fool what You ain't got nothin' to say I been backin' up east side LA, all day Blowin' up the best techs, the best flex Havin' the best sex, fuckin' in Wessex The hardcore shit, I know you like it raw 'Cause ain't no other Dog breakin' the last straw [Chorus (2x): B-Real] You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce, nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill and what counts is uh, Can you hang with us You wanna bang with us Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles [Verse 2: Sen-Dog] I don't bark, I just bite, mangle and maim niggas up Check your strap, they mangle us and pick us up Fool, now you tremblin', I give you three seconds To break out before you resemblin' a dead man A hole through your headband My gat's in my right hand, my plug's in my left hand, punk Cypress Hill worldwide, you just a local Don't anger me, or you can hear it in my vocal You don't want that strap on my hip To deal out, the repercussions dug a fat lip I'm buckin' at the room soon to the boom Fuckin' with your head like the 'shroom you consume [Chorus] [Verse 3] [BR] Bitches, you're all thick-eyed, a weak ride I take money-money, make dummies all night Use the mic, bruise the mic, we choos the mic When you sorry niggas go off and lose the mic [SD] We choose a life right, we roll with crew tight See the light at the end of a tunnel - a gat barrel Wettin' up your flyest apparel, a cane ray You forget me and I'll be back to refresh your fuckin' memory Remember me now, Cypress Hill soldier Up and down the boulevard, big money folder You bring descript sequence with no defense The whole defense hittin' the bones while you sleepin' [Chorus]

Skip Town

AESOP ROCK "Float"
On the train Watchin' the rainbows (thank you windows) I mean, it's all the same to some But that cityscape makes me numb Walkin' the wire between firewater and water - I'll take the tap Still managed to end up thirsty the day the nursery collapsed In my hand I hold the plumage of a buzzard Somethin' for circlin' nutrition (seems barbaric) I may have just saved your children There's an inborn tendancy tellin' me to grip that sickle The pirate tyrant breathes, feed on your precious little pixels I interviewed the sun, he said the future's lookin' bright I interviewed the rain, he claimed the sun's truly an asshole I'was suposed to interview the snow today but of course he flaked So I let my frigid demeanor teeter and take his vacant place Wheat and beat sprout from the same litter Yet amazingly crafted by seperate scissors I stalk the morbid beaten past splashin' in the cretin blizzard (?) Half my time is herded toward little lost causes Half my time is spent pluggin' these leaky faucets An' I'm here to pose inquiries I'm here to draw a fork in the road and call it the diary of common sheep aspiring Little Billy star lit up the block got the right premise But can't thread the needle without consultin'apprentice present. I don't really know you (I don't) And I dont' really care (I don't) Can't judge a man's dignity by the wattage in his stare Maybe that team's be that vagabond you love to kill (?) But I really ain't got time for the motherfucken guilt. Chorus: I'm gone and I best believe I'm leavin' Pack up my belongings then it's off into the evening Now I haven't exactly been embraced by the populace Set sail upon the seven deadly seas of the annonamous I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin' Pack up my belongings then it's off into the evening An' I'm diggin' a tunnel to where the sun'l never shine I've got my book I got my dream I've got myself an' I'll be fine (My time) is the day before the day the earth stood still (My time) is the day before the soldiers fired at will (My time) is the day before the hunter made his kill My time to find a mile before the valley meets the hill I'm an archer Partnered with a farmer's board of appetites (?) Sweetalkin' a rasping down to a mere flashing of badges Prototypic landscape staged every step of my well-oiled collective workhorse with prose and attention festive. Wait. What about the captivator? I am the product of skeleton dancers voice crooked scattered amidst blue fields of firey bliss tricks (?) Where disease applicant activist rattlers, fascinate brave child Where expentant slave smiles at the stick in the painted living God, if I could offer maintenance to fantasies I would I'd place the button in the city square for everyone to push You see my mission's responsibilties range across the board Until I'd rather be a pen than a sword I swim a cold lake, make no mistake, I was not ready Your legendly outta shape, made the company look messy (?) (Sorry, well sorry) Honestly take it or leave it Just let me know so I ain't beggin' forgiveness thoughout the evening. Basic locomotive with a whistle and caboose Tryin'a pull my cargo 'cross the map without a boost Brasher than more ways in ten years sturdy bird construction (?) Help the smokestacks puff until the morn, dream torn Chorus: I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin' Packed up my belongings then it's off into the evening I've knocked upon every little door that comes about I'll sweep ya porch if you can spare a couple of breadcrumbs and a couch. I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin' Pack up my belongings then it's off into the evening This turning in my sleep is getting old and older still I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I think I will.

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