The Great Stones

Drugs Bunny

Madvillain - Great Day

[Intro: MF Doom singing]
It never really mattered too much to me
Cause I was just too damn old to emcee
All that really matters is if your rhymes was ill
Girl, that’s all that really mattered to me, oh baby

[MF Doom]
Looks like it’s gonna be a great day today
To get some fresh air like a stray on a straightaway
Hey you, got a light? Nah, a Bud Light
Early in the morning, face crud from like a mud fight
Lookie here, it’s just the way the cookie tear
Prepare to get hurt and mangled like Kurt Angle rookie year
The rocket scientist, with the pocket wine list
Some even say he might need some p-sychiatrist
DOOM, are you pondering what I’m pondering?
Yes, but why would the darn thing be wandering?
She’s like a foundling, barely worth fondling
My posse’s on Broadway like Mama I Want to Sing
Mad plays the bass like the race card
Villain on the case to break shards and leave her face scarred
Groovy, dude! Not to prove to be rude
But this stuff is like what you might put on movie food
Uh, what is jalapeños?

Get it like a whuppin’ when you holla at your seniors
Dolla he can overhear the hashish vena
He just came from over there, the grass is greener
Last wish: I wish I had two more wishes
And I wish they fixed the door to the matrix, there’s mad glitches
Spit so many verses sometimes my jaw twitches
One thing this party could use is more… booze
Put yourself in your own shoes
And stay away from all those pairs of busted Timbs you don’t use
He only keep ‘em to decorate
If you wanna peep him, select a date
And bring a deep check, like “Check, mate”
I kid you not, on the dotted line signed
Ever since a minor, kids considered him some kind of Einstein
On a diamond mine grind, she was dumb fine
But not quite the type that you might want to wine and dine
Couldn’t find a pen, had to think of a new trick
This one he wrote in cold blood with a toothpick

On second thought, it’s too thick
His assistant said: “Doom, you sick,” he said “True” through acoustics
Psycho, his flow is drowned in Lawry’s seasoning
With micropower he’s sound and right reasoning
It’s easy as pi, 3.14
One more one false move and they’re done for

"This new shit here for chumps, that’s why I’m up here just doin what I wantI used to battle on the roof, the loser had to jump”

"This new shit here for chumps, that’s why I’m up here just doin what I want
I used to battle on the roof, the loser had to jump”

Blues on L juice, snooze, all hell loose

Blues on L juice, snooze, all hell loose

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ft. cordeiro

I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn’t high, I’d probably try to blow my brains out

—2Pac

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ft. gonçalo

pum morreste

pum morreste

J. Cole - Mo Money

Mo Money, Blow Money, Show Money
Party Money, Side Ho Money, Dope Money
New Clothes money from shit that I wrote money

So much money I don’t know who stole from me
Hard to keep track I’m used to having no money

Still broke compared to niggas with old money
I mean the type of niggas that laugh at Hov money

Billionaires with petroleum and coal money
Probably kill themselves if they had Cole money

Talk shit and I’mma see you like you owe money
I’m wrapping up the album, fourth quarter I’m so money
I’m overseas looking for trees to grow money
Peter Popoff off robbing people for hope money
Prostitutes collecting that let me stroke money
Put up a couple dollars for the liquor store money
Used to dread the strip club cause I couldn’t throw money
Now the strippers give a nigga the throat for no money
How mama gonna teach you how to save your money
When she barely on the boat got stay afloat money
Blacks always broke cause we don’t know money
Spend it ‘fore we get it and could never hold money
No wallets, nah, nigga we’d rather fold money
Money control niggas, white man control money
Laughing like “yeah yeah my nigga get your money”

vida loka

vida loka

warevs

warevs

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ft. carlos