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Indra Ponti lyrics

This Is B-ball

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I've missed more than 100 shots in my career I've lost more than 50 games Many times, I've been trusted to take the game winning shot And missed! I've failed over and over again in my life That's why I'm succed When have you proved yourself? When have you done enough? How many games? How many championship? How far do you have to go? And when do you know you were there? Challenge me, doubt me, disrespect me Tell me I'm old, tell me I'm slower Tell me I can no longer fly I want you to!

Choking On A Wishbone

ATMOSPHERE "Headshots: SE7EN"
[Slug] This one goes out to all of those that want success Wait, not just the ones that want it This goes to those that feel they deserve it And this one goes to all of those that make the moves and those that have paid the dues To all of those that walk the fine line on the edge To all the heads about to break it loose And you don't want to come close to feeling it Initial reaction like "Yo, I don't give a shh..." After a minute within it, they start to think "Why the hell they didn't get it, did they not hear what he speaks?" They don't know me, it's best that way Let 'em look for tomorrow in yesterday And let me strain my lungs for the love of popping amps Let me spike the ball because I don't like to dance Let me paint a picture on the surface of your mind I got a job at the circus and I quit writing rhymes Now I travel from city to city, life of a gypsy Gravel, grass, concrete, folk law and mystery Yo, looking at my Gucci, it's about that time for me to pawn this piece of junk and try to take some of these finds Fly angel fly, don't ever look back You better scoop that dead rat off the track, go home and cook that Maybe you should trade that Mustang for a Jeep So when you get too drunk to drive, you'll have a dry place to sleep Don't forget what chocolate milk does to the hangover Come on, who you think cut the tires on your Land Rover? Twist the nobs and chew the fat off the shish kebab Ditch the lard that cut my hair and made me quit my job And if I pass before they get a chance to hear me Tell 'em "Kiss my ass" and teach 'em all about my theory [Chorus: 4x] Choking on a wishbone, position blown out the frame Pissed on the remains to mark the spot and spark the flame [Slug] It never settles, the constant grinding of metal against complicated timing, developing my threshold Touching the gestalt with a little reverb and some echo to add extra flavor like pesto Yo, the cards are dealt and now I'm staring at my hand Looking for something to toss, tryna find a spot to stand The anger felt as I look across the land It doesn't equal to the eagerness and hunger to expand Move past, the berry is set, the previous sets carry me through the meaninglessness Here I am with the word extracting nerves Running toward the stage (here we go) to watch the crash occur [Chorus: 2X] [Slug] Put your head on the pillow and shut your eyes Take your mind out the ghetto and touch the sky Then come ease down that much feared trail of blood, sweat and love Instead of flame, crying tears in the rain The blunder game, and it drowned out the hunger pains Numbed the brain and played life like a numbers game Poppa needs a new pair of nuts, cause he lost touch with the last ones fastened to the bottom of his guts Yo, they don't know me, it's best that way Let 'em look for tomorrow in yesterday This child is your fate so let 'em play I bet I know your age and I can guess your weight Wait, wait, how can it be so simple and straight? And why the hell ain't you tripping to make some ripples in the lake? I can't figure it out, for God's sake arguing a lost case as it irritates my prostate, and when I sit home alone I kick over the telephone and catch my zone inside the dial tone [Chorus] [Multiple recordings of Slug talking play together for 38 seconds]

Heaterz

WU-TANG CLAN "Wu-Tang Forever"
[Raekwon] Hang glide for my nigga Tical Yo, word to God we run this whole shit Son (no doubt) Right that's my word, guaranteed you're dealin with the invicible (no doubt) That's my word, Persian legacy one time, one time Check the science of the black man Stationary niggaz, have fun on this right here Yo Shorty cross your arms Gonna rock niggaz to sleep this year Blade thrower, sword swinga, killa bee ringer Rocky road roll dark greener Cream fademas, name your God Ukarema Shout out Medina, federaloes Noxzema Me jury cleaner, Million Man March screamers Rae Cartegna, cut your joint Wolverine The lonzina, wrapped around the wrist, law seen her How I got that yo, threw out the macker named Gina Bust a shot, seen her, it richocheted, tapped Tina Now I'm out, lampin in Korea with Talima We moseyin, sweatsuit Adidas, best believe I got the black heater little joint, probably Moschino Yo Bobby Robby whattup, Max tried to follow me Sadaam loungin, clean up collect, like the laundry It's time yo swerve like the Nike line Windbreaker Laker throw a jump shot scrape her Statuary yo floatin that snatch-uary Aiyyo, blow a hole in your limo, weed pass the dutch [Inspectah Deck] Yo this is MC wizardry, killa bee invasion Men of respect, blessed with wisdom of the ancients My words are blatant, lacerate necks for statements are launched like lead projectiles, straight out the basement I suplex your rap, left ruined like the Aztecs Parasites, double edge dice your larynx My hip-hop, swarmin team locked inside the detox Under key flock, it's like b-block and E-glocks you're ill, your trail end thoughts are frail I strike the cypher, and let one survive to tell the tale Of my state of grace, I raise the stakes on snakes Knock em off like the big eights for takin up space Never did fear em, stick em with the truth serum Who sent em, arrest em before my charge is ended Designated hitter flows with the transistor Kinetic globes light will then shine, burns your retina Urban journal, plus eternal broadcaster Before and after, I be self lord and master [Ol Dirty Bastard] I be the Ironside, get touched, with the chloride Take walk with the Nine Finger bandits worldwide Shaolin hillside, full of homicides FUCK you dissastified the double dyed black brown I advise [U-God] Yo, box talk sequence, powerhouse kickout Eyes dusty, wet, butt-naked with my dick out I'm direct, golden best, golden chest is blessed Scarce chapter, snatcher batcher went to fresh It sound farfetched, mountain men that be rich You get buckshot, dumb be clapped, mummy wrapped and stitched The Jeffrey Dahmer Notre Damer sing the song the strongest Brute force bullethole straight through your chorus Shank you with the think tank, harmony cake cut A can of ass whoopin flurry shake, break you fucks Struck, love crooks, why for lyin hooks Chef cocaine cook, a marvelous book This deathbent doctrine, paper for the youth what remains, a saber-toothed tiger in the booth [CappaDonna] Last night, I took a trip down to Crown Heights Fast life, females are trife, stay tight I detect that parasite, satellite RZA beat makes me wanna fight get hyped, come to do shows My slang sound write secretary type Backflip on the mic, I'm the poor black man workin hard for the grand, I understand clear Don't fear, peep my new gear it's different from yours My style drop like jaws, you see me on tours Don't you wait to say peace, the kid from the street put my technology on the track, just then the core attack Wu article CappaFive, CD attack but my talk stage live killa beehive Bermuda my life angle, rectangle gold fronts Bring the gold dangle, never make me throw darts Check out my arts, when I release my smarts Hot like Pop Tarts, aim me at the charts

Soundcheck Intro

AUDIO PUSH "The Soundcheck"
[Oktane:] People please... Are you listenin to my vision that I am livin Ever since I was just a kid I knew I was given A talent that nobody else was given So my division was exactly that, but I never knew if I was the difference Between good and great Because all everyone does around my is hate And tell me everything I'm working hard that's a mistake And we're the ones who didn't listen, now look at us today We came from battle rappin, clappin the gats, cats attackin us and mad us because we doin what you couldn't But now you back at us and you clap for us, all I see is people been waggin us because they seein what they should've Well you a couple minutes late You're try to bring your fruits to me, but I already ate I'm not hollywood my vision's just clearer I avoid conflict and it's not because I fear ya I just decided to choose I got too much to loose And besides that my only competition is the mirror So, pardon my? estab?, but you waggin when I'm walkin my by and I don't look your way it's simply because I don't hear ya All I hear is the fans, and ya'll understand their screams are deafening, they all waitin for the boss So you can pay for your ticket, you can't walk in with us because you didn't believe in us, now go and take your loss Cause now everybody is seein past the image That he has just hit it, the limit That he is not a gimmick The people admit it They see him and he is who they scrimmage They shoot at my head, I popeye, and he is out of spinach Take it in I'll give you a minute Sean and Kadis told me to go in, I hope that they meant it Lots of money and time had went in I spent it Now I'm paid in full every show, back to business Of course they're gonna hit the three, even if they foul him I'm here to sell more than a couple thousand I've worked too hard to be looked at as lousy I stand unamused, only music can arouse me Lyrics sparks songs I' m nice with em Mr. Hi I'm Him can really write venom I be happy to sent these rappers, out ice with em Point proven and I'm movin, I bruised em now Price get em [Price Tag:] Ever since the moment that I took a sip of life, I knew my kryptonite was to get on stage and grip the mic I see my dreams in front of me had to grip it tight Grew up with no dad, I guess that makes me a victim right? Wrong, I'm on my throne with my feet up You headed to the same destination, we can meet up My book is in the sky, which means you gotta read up Only the game is in the oven, let's turn the heat up Pull the seat up, sit in the row Get on the map, sick of the thoughts, sick of the flow Pickin the shows, the quitters will stop the rippers will go We hittin them low, Price T and Okt we give and we go Whoa, my life I feel out rested My brody Bread shot in the head, show me the justice And ever since my cousin Pooch got killed I've been spittin fire untill the booth got grilled Who's not real? Audio the next in Punchin every letter in the game, no textin Teachin the class the wrong time to end the lesson Sittin alone on this road, no intersections Just me and destiny They waitin for the new livin legend, the next is me So feel the power of the truth when you're next to me I'm on the desktop, the trash is where the rest'll be So fear as the beat drops They prayin that I fell, and I just put my faith in God Let me say it again, I put my faith in God Chase the dollar Fix my collar Let them know that it's the rise And it's my job to release what I got in Loser from the Inland Empire, I am not him Me, I refuse to get in the game and not win If Okt is missin the three, I be tippin the shot in The only way that I'm going is right, no lefts Doing what I please in this game, no refs We the force that give you reports, no F's Me, I'm tryna make this money stretch, bow flex Oh yes, at show time I'm the town rep Gimme a flannel, some skinny jeans, and a brown vest The grand finale is us, we'll put it on next Just turn my mic up, I think it's time for soundcheck

Raw Is War 2003

JEDI MIND TRICKS "Visions Of Gandhi"
[Vinnie Paz] we heavenly divine, that's why we steadily divine and put a steel mic through an enemy spine my voice got power like a ??? rhyme and gettin in my face mean it's weaponry time look at you studyin my every rhyme bangin this, listenin to every line hit the rewind, Vinnie Paz will fight vicious y'all easier to fuck wit than white bitches we nice wit this, y'all better stand still must've forgot the fact Vinnie Paz ill I doubt y'all, Hologram the outlaw ya mothafuckas is never right like southpaws that's why I doubt y'all, ya ain't raw wettin you wit a 45 caliber claw you want to see the last kid I battled before? then check his fuckin brains splatter the wall [samples] [Vinnie Paz] you forced to fight, when I'm scorching the mic my source of life, holy like the corpse of Christ ya lost of life, and I'm the source of it, right and Vinnie Paz rhyme have you lost in the light what, y'all mothafuckers think you flossin tonight gimme that, matta fact toss me ya ice but still, my clique is too ill and y'all, ya more bitch than Dru Hill but the true skill, that come through me is from bangin All Hell Freeze by Cool C y'all don't move me, ya'll at war with the veteran wit a digital trigger finger like the Letterman the vendetta ram, I know where my heart's at I'm the better man, so don't start that when I bomb back, burn fuckin leeches send you to hell, and see more shells that beaches we elitists, we from Hamburger Hill science and math combined with supreme skill the team ill, I send you to Hell fast the cream build, you buried in Belfast [samples]

No One

MARC ANTHONY "Marc Anthony"
I whisper words about you endlessly Mostly to myself 'cause you make me believe No one could ever love you like I could There wouldn't be a day you'd feel alone And never would there be a time you didn't know 'Cause no one could ever love you like I could [Chorus 1:] So if you'd be the one to share my dreams I'd never let you go If you'd stay with me I promise you would know Of all the times I reached out for you Girl can't you see how I adore you I couldn't spend my life without you Please believe me I would never doubt you I'll be the one to answer all your prayers Anytime you need me, know that I'll be there 'Cause no one could ever love you like I could I'm hopin' that you hear these prayers of mine I'm hopin' that we'll be together for all time 'Cause no one could ever love you like I could [Repeat Chorus 1] Oh! I would do anything To share that special place in your heart Please let me be the one who would mean everything There'll be no one to keep us apart [Chorus 2] Of all the times I reached out for you Girl can't you see how I adore you I couldn't spend my life without you Please believe me I would never doubt you Of all the times I reached out for you Girl can't you see I'm dying for you I couldn't spend my life without you Please believe me I would never doubt you

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