Lil Wayne Shot? Wats This I Hear?*turned Into A Hiphop/rap Debate*

[Eric B]

. Lil Wayne can't be compared to other rappers because other rappers cant even think of the shit he can.. just my opinion

yea they can jus go pop some pills and there at the same level

[tudski]

Lil Wayne is the shit.. maybe some of the shit he raps about isnt true but they are so deep. If you actually listen to some of his stuff, it's some of the shit that hip-hop is really about. And alot of todays stuff is Rap.. not hip-hop.. theres a fine line between the two, but there definitely is one. Lil Wayne can't be compared to other rappers because other rappers cant even think of the shit he can.. just my opinion

a line from little wayne "lil mama had a swag like mine even wear her hair down her back like mine i make her feel right when its wrong like lyin man she ain never had a love like mine man i aint never seen a ass like hers"

a line from immortal technique "the bling-bling era was cute but its about to be done I leave ya full of clipse like the moon blocking the sun my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch like an escape tunnel in prison i started from scratch"

aright both are rappers right? which one do u think is deeper? not trying to fight or anything i just like rap/hip-hop alot

[zacht214]

a line from little wayne "lil mama had a swag like mine even wear her hair down her back like mine i make her feel right when its wrong like lyin man she ain never had a love like mine man i aint never seen a ass like hers"

a line from immortal technique "the bling-bling era was cute but its about to be done I leave ya full of clipse like the moon blocking the sun my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch like an escape tunnel in prison i started from scratch"

aright both are rappers right? which one do u think is deeper? not trying to fight or anything i just like rap/hip-hop alot

immortal technique

[Eric B]

a line from little wayne "lil mama had a swag like mine even wear her hair down her back like mine i make her feel right when its wrong like lyin man she ain never had a love like mine man i aint never seen a ass like hers"

a line from immortal technique "the bling-bling era was cute but its about to be done I leave ya full of clipse like the moon blocking the sun my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch like an escape tunnel in prison i started from scratch"

aright both are rappers right? which one do u think is deeper? not trying to fight or anything i just like rap/hip-hop alot

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Lupe Fiasco

[Toxiccasper]

lupe is good

K-Rino- Line for Line

Since way back in the days, from K you heard songs

I write like I was the opposite of left, and the word wrong

I stay the same, but still I keep coming with new trends

You couldn't change me if I was a twenty, and you had two tens

I stun and compress, multiple elements to one

Initiated into the rap game, by pressing my tongue against the sun

I'm making my route, and breaking your clout

Taking you out, with ten strips of duct tape on my mouth

The topic that rock it, from my esophagus was cognitive

Innorogative, even my negativity is positive

Made part holes, by swinging elbows so be wise

A step below hell, the place where Satan goes when he dies

I sever feet with heat deep, and speak of your ever meet

This ain't no birthday party fool, my 16's are never sweet

Wanted to stop me but couldn't, cause I caught you first

I'll dig a clothes hanger in your brain, and abort your verse

[Toxiccasper]

Immortal Technique- Dance With The Devil

I once knew a nigga whose real name was William

his primary concern, was making a million

being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen

he used to f**k moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams

a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen

nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen

she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober

her sons heart simultaneously grew colder

he started hanging out selling bags in the projects

checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects

he was fascinated by material objects

but he understood money never bought respect

he build a reputation cuz he could hustle and steal

but got locked once it didn't hessitate to squeal

so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real

you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal

I dont project my insurecurity's at other people

he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles

so he felt he had to proof to everyone he was evil

a feeble minded young man with infinite potetial

the product of a ghetto ... capatalistic mental

coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed

dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed

but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

[Hook]

Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences

you propably only did a month for minor offences

ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance

but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced

dance forever with the devil on a code cell block

but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock

devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top

there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

[Verse 2]

So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do

he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew

starting fights over little shit, up on the block

stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock

working overtime for making money for the crack spot

hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine

for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain

tired of the block niggaz treating him the same

he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs

but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love

they told him any motherf**king coward can sell drugs

any bit*h nigga with a gun, can bust slugs

any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood

even Puffy smoked the motherf**ker up in a club

but only a real thug can stab someone till they die

standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes

Billy realized that these men were well guarded

and they wanted to test him, before business started

suggested raping a bit*h to proof he was cold hearted

so now he had a choice between going back to his life

or making money with made men, up in the cife

his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree

a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be

and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

They drove around the projects slow while it was raining

smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment

untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone

three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home

and so they quietly got out the car and followed her

walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her

they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the floor

this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw

so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair

and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there

she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs

they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground

screaming shut the f**k up and stop moving around

the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts

so Billy stomped on the bit*h, until he broken her jaw

the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing

they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped moving

blood leaking through the corpse, she cried silently

and then they all proceeded to rape her violently

Billy was meant to go first, but he ????? turn

ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned

a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned

when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and broos

one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two

they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone through

and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew

he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead

and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

(Sample from 'Survival of the Fittest' by Mobb Deep)

I'm falling and I can't turn back

I'm falling and I can't turn back

[Verse 4]

Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life

he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice

and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers

cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover

but what he saw made him start the cringine studder

cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother

she looked back at him and cried, cuz he had forsaken her

she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her

his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate

his corruption had succesfully changed his fate

and he remembered how his mom used to come home late

working hard for nothing, cuz now what was he worth

he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth

and crying out to the sky cuz he was lonely and scared

but only the devil responded, cuz god wasn't there

and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold

and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul

they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it

after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it

and listen cuz the story that I'm telling is true

cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to

and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go

infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows

and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe

he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know

the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked

white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted

you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted

and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top

there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never

because the dance with the devil might last you forever

[tudski]

Immortal Technique- Dance With The Devil

i rember listening i got that as a email by someone like as a chain letter or osmething then i heard the song couple years ago... its a twisted song but its one of the best for sure

[EricR]

http://www.nme.com/news/lil-wayne/40792

[tudski]

toxic check out caught in the hustle by immortal technique

[Toxiccasper]

youtube link?