

Fa-Q wrote:One word...multis...jay don't do em...and Em owns it

watevermannnn wrote:Fa-Q wrote:One word...multis...jay don't do em...and Em owns it
Jay doesn't use multis? What? That is the most ignorant comment I've ever heard. Really, how many songs have you heard from Jay. We're talking about Jay-Z, HOVA, Jigga, I think you're thinking of someone else.
oh and any real hip hop head knows Jay didn't get killed on Renegade. Eminem was just too nice, but you can't listen to Jay's verse and not say he killed it as well. And nobody would be sayin' that shit if it wasn't for Nas.

Amadeo wrote:do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?


Amadeo wrote:do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?

Amadeo wrote:Fa-Q wrote:One word...multis...jay don't do em...and Em owns it
multis are so fucking cliched now.
so many rappers blow penny snappers & joe denny chappers & shake no fence & fucking make no sense

Evan C. wrote:Jay-Z doesn't do multis? Hahaha.
I'm from the place where the chruch is the flakiest
And ***** been praying to god so long that they Atheist
Where you can't put your vest away and say you'll wear it tomorrow
Cause the day after we'll be saying, "damn I was just with him yesterday"
I'm a block away from hell, not enough shots away from straight shells
An ounce away from a triple beam still using a hand-held weight scale
You're laughing, you know the place well
Where the Liqour Store's and the base dwell
And Government, fuck Government, ***** polotic theyselves
Where we call the cops the A-Team
cause they hop out of vans and spray things
And life expectancy's so low we making out wills at eight-teen
Well how you get rid of guys who step out of line? Your rep solidifies
So tell me when I rap you think I give a fuck who criticize?
If this [b]shit is lies[/b], god strike me
And I got a question, are you forgiving guys who live just like me?
We'll never know
One day I pray to you and said if I ever blow, I'll Let 'em know
Mistakes ain't exactly what takes place in the ghetto
Promise fulfilled, but still I feel my job ain't done
Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice

_SacJB wrote:It's not about how LYRICAL you are. It's about how much sense you make LYRICALLY and how you can entertain people LYRICALLY. Then when 2 rappers are at the same level as far as entertainment and planting a picture in your mind, THEN that's when you can judge the wordplay.

_SacJB wrote:I wasn't talking about eminem.

M-Pyre wrote:Evan C. wrote:Jay-Z doesn't do multis? Hahaha.
I'm from the place where the chruch is the flakiest
And ***** been praying to god so long that they Atheist
Where you can't put your vest away and say you'll wear it tomorrow
Cause the day after we'll be saying, "damn I was just with him yesterday"
I'm a block away from hell, not enough shots away from straight shells
An ounce away from a triple beam still using a hand-held weight scale
You're laughing, you know the place well
Where the Liqour Store's and the base dwell
And Government, fuck Government, ***** polotic theyselves
Where we call the cops the A-Team
cause they hop out of vans and spray things
And life expectancy's so low we making out wills at eight-teen
Well how you get rid of guys who step out of line? Your rep solidifies
So tell me when I rap you think I give a fuck who criticize?
If this [b]shit is lies[/b], god strike me
And I got a question, are you forgiving guys who live just like me?
We'll never know
One day I pray to you and said if I ever blow, I'll Let 'em know
Mistakes ain't exactly what takes place in the ghetto
Promise fulfilled, but still I feel my job ain't done
Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice
hahahah
Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it
So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
So I'll be disguised in it
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
I'll hide for five minutes
Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business
Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets
This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet [*dog whines*]
If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts
tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck
You motherfuckin chickens ain't brave enough
to say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut [*tape unrolls*]
Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up
To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass
And if it's not a rapper that I make it as
I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask
like I said, something that can cope on eminems level!

M-Pyre wrote:Evan C. wrote:Jay-Z doesn't do multis? Hahaha.
I'm from the place where the chruch is the flakiest
And ***** been praying to god so long that they Atheist
Where you can't put your vest away and say you'll wear it tomorrow
Cause the day after we'll be saying, "damn I was just with him yesterday"
I'm a block away from hell, not enough shots away from straight shells
An ounce away from a triple beam still using a hand-held weight scale
You're laughing, you know the place well
Where the Liqour Store's and the base dwell
And Government, fuck Government, ***** polotic theyselves
Where we call the cops the A-Team
cause they hop out of vans and spray things
And life expectancy's so low we making out wills at eight-teen
Well how you get rid of guys who step out of line? Your rep solidifies
So tell me when I rap you think I give a fuck who criticize?
If this [b]shit is lies[/b], god strike me
And I got a question, are you forgiving guys who live just like me?
We'll never know
One day I pray to you and said if I ever blow, I'll Let 'em know
Mistakes ain't exactly what takes place in the ghetto
Promise fulfilled, but still I feel my job ain't done
Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice
hahahah
Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it
So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
So I'll be disguised in it
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
I'll hide for five minutes
Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business
Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets
This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet [*dog whines*]
If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts
tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck
You motherfuckin chickens ain't brave enough
to say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut [*tape unrolls*]
Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up
To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass
And if it's not a rapper that I make it as
I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask
like I said, something that can cope on eminems level!

watevermannnn wrote:M-Pyre wrote:Evan C. wrote:Jay-Z doesn't do multis? Hahaha.
I'm from the place where the chruch is the flakiest
And ***** been praying to god so long that they Atheist
Where you can't put your vest away and say you'll wear it tomorrow
Cause the day after we'll be saying, "damn I was just with him yesterday"
I'm a block away from hell, not enough shots away from straight shells
An ounce away from a triple beam still using a hand-held weight scale
You're laughing, you know the place well
Where the Liqour Store's and the base dwell
And Government, fuck Government, ***** polotic theyselves
Where we call the cops the A-Team
cause they hop out of vans and spray things
And life expectancy's so low we making out wills at eight-teen
Well how you get rid of guys who step out of line? Your rep solidifies
So tell me when I rap you think I give a fuck who criticize?
If this [b]shit is lies[/b], god strike me
And I got a question, are you forgiving guys who live just like me?
We'll never know
One day I pray to you and said if I ever blow, I'll Let 'em know
Mistakes ain't exactly what takes place in the ghetto
Promise fulfilled, but still I feel my job ain't done
Cough up a lung, where I'm from, Marcy son, ain't nothing nice
hahahah
Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it
So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
So I'll be disguised in it
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
I'll hide for five minutes
Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business
Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets
This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet [*dog whines*]
If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts
tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck
You motherfuckin chickens ain't brave enough
to say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut [*tape unrolls*]
Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up
To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass
And if it's not a rapper that I make it as
I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask
like I said, something that can cope on eminems level!
Huddlin' over the oven, we was like brothers then (What?)
Though you was nothin' other than a son of my mother's friend
We had governin', who would of thought the love would end
Like ice cold album, all good things
Neva thought we sing the same song that all hood sang
Thought it was all wood-grain, all good brain
You wouldn't bicker like the other fools talk good game
Neva imagine all the disasters that one could reign
Could bring!, should bling, the game, and I could
It's kill or be killed, how could I refrain?
And foreva be in debt, that's neva a good thing
To the pressure for success can put a good strain
On a friend you call best, and yes it could bring
Out the worst in every person, even the good's insane
Though we rehearsed, it's just ain't the same
When you put in the game at age sixteen
Then you mix things: like cars, jewelry, and miss things
Jealousy, ego, and pride, and this brings
It all to a head like coin, cha-ching
The rule of evil strikes again, this could sting
Now the team got beef between the Post and the Point
This puts the ring in jeopardy - until Liberty
Jay can get lyrical too. Although, I agree Eminem is more lyrical than Jay, but that doesn't make him better. They're both established their own lane, so they can't really be compared overall.

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