Real Hip-Hop: Shyheim, On And On feat June Luva

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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

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4 Comments on "Real Hip-Hop: Shyheim, On And On feat June Luva"

  1. The G Manifesto
    mike says
    04/12/2008 at 1:55 pm Permalink

    Dear God, who is that woman?

  2. The G Manifesto
    Chris R
    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

  3. The G Manifesto
    The Dude
    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.

  4. The G Manifesto
    The G Manifesto
    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

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