Real Hip-Hop: Shyheim, On And On feat June Luva
Real Hip-Hop: Shyheim, On And On feat June Luva
Remember when Hip-Hop was real?
If you don’t, if was back when 16 year old kids from Staten Island could bust deeper lyrics than anyone out today.
Shyheim-On And On feat June Luva
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“Nowadays you gotta walk the street and watch your back
Cause brothers with the gats don’t be knowing how to act
They always pull the glock when somebody rocks that knot
And if they get shot they often snitch to the cops
Now tell me this ain’t living foul:
She just had a baby child and shes back to selling cracks vials
On the Ave cause shes addicted to the fast cash
How long will that last before the cops be up in that ass?
But honey-dip don’t wanna listen cause she’s in no position
Now nobody gives a pot to piss in
Her life is stuck and filled with bad luck
So she fucks and fucks to earn another buck
She don’t really care about pride
And she jumps into another ride then committed suicide
Hey Yo, this goes on and on Shaw
Everybody’s doing their own thing
From hooker in the drug slang”
I will be chilling with the WU this weekend.
And swooping fly girls.
I case you wanted to know.
The Rest is Up to You…
Michael Porfirio Mason
AKA The Peoples Champ
AKA El Campeón De La Gente
The Guide to Getting More Out of Life
The Guide to Getting More Out of Travel
http://www.thegmanifesto.com
Shyheim – Easy Street ft L.A The Darkman
04/12/2008 at 1:55 pm Permalink
Dear God, who is that woman?
06/12/2008 at 8:56 am Permalink
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62b6FZU_b-E&feature=related
J-A-D-A
haze, kush from cali old denalis
baltimore making dope sales in the alleys
im back, no more love songs
my young boy, philly, do his thing with the gloves on
my other man, blew trial they got a dub for him
treat his son like he mine nuttin but love for him yea
V10, white m’s, black guts, no tints
and you can down shift with your finger it makes no sense
the tip of the hawk i poke your eye
coke is high everybody suppose to die
you know me give the grams to shorty
tell get it off his hands for 40
give his man some maurii’s
big CNN fan still mans wit N.O.R.E
will not lose nigga i demand the glory
i got the globe covered
niggas is cold-hearted and cold-blooded
still the hoes love it
open up budgets thoroughly ree’in
broke is sumthing you got to worry about me being
imma scorch the projects
imma boss wit logic
its nothing but the man on the horse in my closets
you see the D he know he reppin he hold his weapon
everybody is garbage.. no exceptions
so nice but so mean da old fiends
so nice but so mean, t
he old fiends say my 16 is like tylenol with codeine
14/12/2008 at 8:49 pm Permalink
Are you serious? Real hip hop? Have you ever heard immortal technique? That’s real hip hop.
15/12/2008 at 4:13 pm Permalink
The Dude,
Here is some Immortal Technique.
http://www.thegmanifesto.com/2008/08/top-ten-ways-to-make-money-in-down.html
– MPM