Cunninlynguists
“Mind Won’t Behave” f/ Natti & Mr. SOS
from Sloppy Seconds Vol. 2
Hook:
i tryyyy… not to think of you….
but my mind won’t behave… to find a piece of luv.. i can sayyy
Natti:
there you are in yo car, blowin breeze through yo hair
we ain’t even met, so for no reason you there
riding on my mind with yo seat on recline/
looking fine as wine, sittin in a cellar with time
i engage ways to exchange names in yo gaze
minutes became days, watching sun glaze in your face
step out yo ride guy hintin at, hittin what shakes
but i’m wrapped up in yo thighs, complimentin yo waist
and can taste that strange fruit, no make-up you plain cute
define you as a dime? that’s a crime, that ain’t loot
that buys gumdrops and blow-pops for cheap cravings
you diabetic sweet, i need shots for behaving
i wonder, are you a figment of slumber?
is my brain a mess, do you exist in the flesh?
are you front row at the show with breasts that peak through your dress?
if you don’t let me know, i’ll go and speak to the rest, because….
hook
Deacon:
girl i was caught up, soon as you entered my line of site
flashed that ass, i’m like bass, hooked, a shining light
a brite quasar, all on my radar, like a twister
should have ran for shelter, but i’m storm chasin sister-
girl, Mrs. Curls from a different world
like dewayne-wayne and whitney, couldn’t claim dame with hickies
we was young, dumb, i’m full of cum, yup, we all been
on phones late as fuck with a love on through yawnin,
till morning came, walked home alone in the rain
smiling, cause i just my finger all off in her thannnng
you was a gift Ms. Delicious, non-malicious
my interest, aged with interest
fine as fuck, caught a fine for finding my luck
can’t really combine in one rhyme, understand it be tough
but i can’t really have you walk away from family blood
and if i promise i’m your man to be, that’s vanity, cuz
i love you, i need you, i just can’t let you go
but to keep you’s to mistreat you, and i’m thinking only heaven knows, that
hook
SOS:
yes, it’s time to unfasten my belt cause i’ve been eating with my eyes again
before you i wasn’t recieving all my vitamins
adorin and you forced me to paint the town, now my mind is red
but now my eyes are red, this love is nearly dying dead
this is a body that, i used to lay beside it and
time and time again head first diving in
swimming i was sure this was a gift that God had sent
then drowing became a song i don’t want inside my head
and can’t get it out, what an unfortunate mishap
to grab a new spouse would be an uncordial mis-match
but everyday she places razor blades where her wrist at
my boo-boo’s got a boo boo to kiss that cannot fix that
regardless i try, cause removing her outta my life
would be like removing a part of the sky
harder, but if i don’t bother to try
i have to keep watching her die, and i don’t want to.. soo
“define you as a dime? that’s a crime, that ain’t loot
that buys gumdrops and blow-pops for cheap cravings
you diabetic sweet, i need shots for behaving”
CunninLynguists
“WCG” f/ Natti
from Sloppy Seconds Vol. 2
Natti:
the show’s packed like immigrants in project tenaments
my nose detected the remnants of liniments for ligaments
i glance center stage at my drunk screaming folks
my eyes dropped a notch and caught 20 gleaming spokes
with a dame on top, with her name on her top
is she cruising the underground with her game on cock?
i’ma walk to her talk to her, cause i’m high and meddlin
but the thought of a paraplegic groupie is quite unsettlin
but! she made an ass out of me and umption
when she told me she broke 3 bones stage jumpin
at her own show cause her own flow was quite the shit
i blazed her, she blazed me, we swappin spit
then it gets greater later when the herbs in her lungs
i was jaded, inebriated with words on my tongue
session burned, lesson learned, with resin on my thumbs
sometimes the future can have you in the present lookin dumb
Hook:
she needs love
oh oh oh
she needs love
ooh ooh ooh
Deacon:
fresh in my locs, like cube in the early 90’s
i step off stage, eyes set on this girlies hiney
i tap her on the shoulder, she turns around, smile growin
told her she gon be fine long as the nile flowin
she said, “i like how you had the crowd glowin, you be rippin”
while glaring at my sunshades asking if they prescription
“you blind??” she asks freely like i get it lots
nahhhh, cause baby you got back! she’s like, “I loove sir mixalot!
and chubb rock, heavy D, Notorious Big
I’d give up my kids for chances at porkin them pigs!”
damn, that’s deep
told me I wasn’t her type, like
to much on me was right, i couldn’t put up a fight, Ike
she was fine as Tina, couldn’t Turner mind though
never seen such an ignorant fetish out a fine ho
all i know, not enough scarrs for sex
maybe i’ll give you a call after my next car wreck
she needs love
heres the lyrics for “Til the end”.... i wrote them up myself im sure they arent exact
1st verse- trek life
sunny days and palm trees, first come to mind
second’s the hungry hustalers who work hard and grind
women wit hollywood dreams, who thirst for they time
they see a baller and they be the first ones in line
thats cali for ya: like my cousin golden say
where fly women and fly rides is always on display
get it poppin dog, you know what we say
people here to strike it rich so we call it the golden state
but as fools go, sometimes, man be hesatate—-
from mountains to the shorelines, all my cali residents
are not to be slept on, gang signs repped hard
lights cops carry guns that’ll pierce teflon
from 6 2 6 to the 805
to the bay where the houses is stacked in the hillside, its live
whenever i bust, i hold pride
trek life, inverse reppin cali worldwide,..... uh, uh
2nd verse -
straight outta cali, birthplace of the gang culture
where devils and angels, stay on the same shoulder
and you gotta get high just to stay sober
tomorrows another name for a hangover
and cops find ways to hurt you
but hyprocrisy’s the homage, vice pays to virtue
when the light fades an ice face’ll hurt you
everywhere the grounds round, sky shades of purple
a beautiful night, the sight of the sunset
the gift and price of environments unkept ::::::::
they say - that pioneers come west
but this where we from, now we the only ones left
[I DONT SPEAK SPANISH ]
3rd verse
now everybody wanna holla bout the west is back
but the left coast never really left, in fact
just relax, ill take you to the dock of the bay
knockin pac and some dre
swervin down the block in LA
cuz i spit so deadly
and it hit so heavy
to ya face like the bass from a 64 chevy
cruisin down the street with my grip so steady
on the wheel, if i try to turn my wrist wont let me
ready, go, its Tob’ and yours truly
its scary how we got the wes’ craven like a horror movie
reppin cali to the end, thats my sworn duty
turn the volume hella high and let the music pour through me
golden state homie, born and raised
stayin faithful to them warm california days
some dudes aint reppin i aint sayin no names
cunninlynguists, inverse, we aint playin no games cmon
not cunninlynguists but it’s on sloppy seconds so I’ll put it here
cashmere the pro - friendgirl
well it was one of those days with not much to do
my homegirl hits me on my cell and tells me to come through
let me get dressed, it ain’t no thing but just
make sure you got papers, she says just bring dutches
I’m like cool, I know the deal cause shorty don’t roll
and it’s been that way since we was fourteen years old
but we’ve matured and stayed close and she lookin’ so sweet
caramel, booty’s well, relaxed hair with gold streaks
we ain’t never been intimate, just kept things innocent
chillin’ with her over the years made the friendship get
stronger, but now I’m slippin’ with the sentimental shit
feelin’ differ-ent, and thinkin’ bout hittin’ it
but I’m dismissin’ it, I prefer that we last
cause she’s more than breaking case of emergancy ass
but she’s got me yearnin’ the ass, for turn that we smash
but I gotta chill, and just learn to relax
we know a lot about each other, our relationship was truly
one of those that you would have that that she was married to me
calls me things like her sugarbear, honeybun, and booby
even lays across me on the couch when we watch a movie
and it’s gotten to me and I wanna resist it
but she’s so juicy I just wanna slop her up with a biscuit
and it’s hard cause when we chill I don’t want her to sense it
cause I know if I say something it’s gon’ fuck with our friendship
I just wish she wasn’t so touchy cause it would be so lovely
if she was more than my smoke buddy
but I ain’t thought about her givin’ it up
she talks about the guys she likes and I tell her ‘bout the chicks that I fuck
but that’s what we on, sharin’ a smirk at that usher song
it’s cool girl, we can do it your way
cause you a friend girl, I can do this all day
there’s been a thousand nights when we was close to makin’ love
every girl I dates a hoe and every dude she dates a scrub
but it’s somethin’ steady, everybody that knows her says like
“damn y’all when y’all gon’ fuck already”
laugh, play it off like she’s just another foozie
she like, that nigga pro, he’s like a brother to me
and that’s the kiss of death, cause it’s means that she just
really a friend with no hopes of gettin’ sex
and it’s sets me in a world when, has my brain’s twirlin’
cause at home she walks around like I’m one of her girlfriends
t-shirts and panties, had me lookin’ at her back
but she peeps and I don’t want to look at her like that
so for now, I appreciate the place we at
cause in the end run it makes me laugh the way she has
me fiendin’ for a chance to break that ass
but we just friends and that ain’t too bad
might as well send it in to ohhla, since it seems to be the biggest rap lyric site on the net, and see if they take em so they can be immortalized so to speak
n9ne said:heres the lyrics for “Til the end”.... i wrote them up myself im sure they arent exact
1st verse- trek life
sunny days and palm trees, first come to mind
second’s the hungry hustlers who work hard and grind
women wit hollywood dreams, who thirst for they time
they see a baller and they be the first ones in line
thats cali for ya: like my cousin golden say
where fly women and fly rides is always on display
get it poppin dog, you know what we say
people here to strike it rich so we call it the golden state
but as fools go, sometimes, man be hesitant—-
from mountains to the shorelines, all my cali residents
are not to be slept on, gang signs repped hard
lights cops carry guns that’ll pierce teflon-
from 6 2 6 to the 805
to the bay where the houses is stacked in the hillside, its live
whenever i bust, i hold pride
trek life, inverse reppin cali worldwide,..... uh, uh
2nd verse -
straight outta cali, birthplace of the gang culture
where devils and angels, stay on the same shoulder
and you gotta get high just to stay sober
tomorrows another name for a hangover
and cops find ways to hurt you
but hypocrisy is the homage vice pays to virtue
when the light fades the nice face’ll hurt you
everywhere the grounds round, sky shades of purple
a beautiful night, the sight of the sunset
the gift and price of environments unkept ::::::::
they say - that pioneers come west
but this where we from, now we the only ones left
unicas personas que ayudan con la unidad
y nunca dan basura a ninguna de la publica
inverse…la futura de la musica
encontrando toda la locura y la usura
3rd verse
now everybody wanna holla bout the west is back
but the left coast never really left, in fact
just relax, ill take you to the dock of the bay
knockin pac and some dre
swervin down the block in LA
cuz i spit so deadly
and it hit so heavy
to ya face like the bass from a 64 chevy
cruisin down the street with my grip so steady
on the wheel, if i try to turn my wrist wont let me
ready, go, its tob and yours truly ******
scary how we got the wes’ craven like a horror movie
reppin cali to the end, thats my sworn duty
turn the volume hella high and let the music pour through me
golden state homie, born and raised
stayin faithful to them warm california days
some dudes aint reppin i aint sayin no names
cunninlynguists, inverse, we aint playin no games cmon
Can someone post the lyrics to “Commercial HipHop” just heard it today its fucking hilarious but I usually have to listen to a song about 10 times before I can hear what they are saying.
Song: Commercial Rap
Artist: QN5 Allstars
Album: Philaflava Presents: A League of Their Own Vol. 2
Tonedeff(V1):
Are you concerned about the risk of STDs when your balls slap the buttcrack?
Introducing, the all new and improved, Trojan Nut Flap!
The only protection against disease from your sack,
That intervenes with a splash,
Of even the sleaziest snatch,
Now breathe easy in fact, you can rest assured that you’re safe
The elastic band attaches fast enough to hold it in place,
No exposure to AIDS, Herpes Simplex, or Scrotal Warts (Trojan Flaaap)
For when your little lady’s a total whore.
PackFM(V2):
Now if you got a dry scalp, I know you heard this before
Got snow on your shirt homie, go n’ brush your shoulders off,
Don’t know what to do? QN5 brings to you, Correx-all(sp?)
A new medicated dandruff shampoo,
Experimental, not FDA-approved,
But if properly used, some minor side effects include:
Nausea, blisters, hair-loss in some sections,
Liver failure, a skin rash, and mild depression,
Insomnia, and a slight addiction to crack,
But you’ll forget about those flakes or we’ll give your money back.
Holla!
SOS(V3):
(Background singing : Douche up your bush! Douche up your pussy!)
(Can I speak to you for a second?)
Whats poppin miss?
Have you ever felt ‘Not-so-fresh’?
To the point where you wanna wash your breasts
And brush your teeth, when it’s not your breath?
Cop this then, ‘Smashin-gil’
It removes haters, improves vapors,
And if you’re getting your freak you can get it in new flavors
(Douche!)
Cherry, Reds, and Grapes,
(Douche!)
Your homie friends will stay, impressed for days
(Douche!)
Whether for the scent or the taste,
(Douche!)
Represent in your face like a down-ass chick’s supposed to,
Also available in water and vinegar if you are old school. (Fresh.)
Session(V4):
(Hey mama! I wanna go to Spicdonalds!)
Hey latinos! We got somethin’ for ya!
Side of papas fritas, and a McPollo
Drownin in oil, Mmm what a meal.
Cop a goya monta, make it a meal!
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