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Discussion dans 'Le coin des mélomanes' démarrée par Alonzo, 25 Décembre 2008.

  1. El-Hashachino

    El-Hashachino East-Coast

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    El-Hashachino East-Coast

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    There is no opposition, no competition
    No blind fury that can stop my vision
    No adversary, no reason to worry
    My vision is blurry. Stop, look, and listen

    [Verse 1: Block McCloud]
    Let the trumpets ring. It’s the all-encompassing
    Come to bring a wondrous thing to keep the sons under wing
    I just do it, be fluent when chewing. Forsaking’s not allowed from me
    I rock the crowd—hollat the Block McCloud
    You get to turn this flash. For now, to class and learn
    Or crash and burn, ashes to urn as the wheel turns
    You have to learn to take your time like Dutch Masters burn
    And if your dues are paid, shit'll come back like a tax return
    For a taste of fame, honest can inflict major pain
    Bullets’ll raise the brain. I’m on the air like Frasier Crane
    You heard the flows and dove in. Words is woven
    Like Woolrich. With motion to gain, don’t slow there
    These keep my enemies close if they’re posing
    Threaten, you can bet you’ll get hung like wet clothes and
    Autumn caught ‘em dozing, toured about, posing
    Similes. Those in our vicinities know I’m proposing
    Like Beethoven, Chopin, Johann Sebastian Bach
    Got little Blocks wishing to clock when I’m rosy
    Blowing up more spots than cops on Nostrand
    Explosion, hoes on my jock like a Trojan
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    [Hook: Block McCloud and Mr. Metaphor]
    There is no opposition, no competition
    No blind fury that can stop my vision
    No adversary, no reason to worry
    My vision is blurry. Stop, look, and listen

    [Verse 2: Mr. Metaphor]
    Coming forth with a cyclone of bars
    Get that mic blown. Stand clear of my strike zone
    I kick a high tone, putting holes in the ozone
    Slice you up like provolone, split your chromosome
    My poem is known to leave your neck mad tense. In an instance
    The shit I kick will give you shin splints, get smoked like Winstons
    Or Newports. I’m getting buzzed off two quarts of Olde E
    Slowly, my flow be Dicking you like Moby
    I’ll Desert you like the Gobi and cross the Serengeti
    Plains, so when I rains on top your head, you best be [?]
    Ready or not, I got a hundred watts of lyrical shock
    My spiritual flock of emcees got you on Master Lock
    Pass the rock—I’m on point like Stoudamire
    Dogging emcees like Oscar Mayer. Yo, a lot admire
    My style. I’ll set your heart on fire—I’m a pyromaniac
    Braniac collecting more Banks than Tyra. My re-
    Sponse is ripping mics for the audiance
    Been writing shit since the Renaissance with elegance
    You’ll bless my séance. I’m waking up the dead
    Attack you like a hammerhead. As my grammar spread
    I make the light shed, illuminating. My eyes bright-red, blunts are fumigating
    Smoke accumulating. Folks, to you, them stating:
    Words is complicating, got you contemplating, thinking
    Concentrating, drinking. Comp’s compilationist
    Confiscating. Your whole congregation stuck like constipation
    Payback’s my compensation
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    [Hook: Block McCloud and Mr. Metaphor]
    There is no opposition, no competition
    No blind fury that can stop my vision
    No adversary, no reason to worry
    My vision is blurry. Stop, look, and listen

    [Verse 3: Pumpkinhead]
    Welcome to my class. Have a seat, pay attention
    I make you nod your head by way of hypnotic suggestion
    My topics are hot hits like toxic on the optics
    Leaving blind mice ejecting out of their cockpits
    I slam emcees together like a mosh pit
    I compose composites and make a deposit
    On tracks when I drop shit to make you bounce like hydraulics
    Or gay niggas when they frolic
    Pass the chronic so I can talk stupid like Ebonics
    With these sonics, I’m making wack emcees vomit
    Like bulimics. So now you know the math of my staff
    Class of ’97. My biology experience is beyond your tiny weapons
    So step in my section and catch a C-section dissection for crossing the intersection
    I’ll leave you left in a state of shock. I got the hand that made the cradle rock
    I rock smooth. I’ll feed you ‘til your navel pops
    Spinning like dreidel tops, don’t need no blades or Glock to blaze the spot
    Like four-alarmers causing trauma, you’re a goner
    Putting you through more drama
    Than a guidance counselor, then pause like a comma
    Then bend like ori... gami on a Quest like Jonny and Hadji
    With more technology than Konami
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    [Hook: Block McCloud and Mr. Metaphor] (x3)
    There is no opposition, no competition
    No blind fury that can stop my vision
    No adversary, no reason to worry
    My vision is blurry. Stop, look, and listen
     
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  4. El-Hashachino

    El-Hashachino East-Coast

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    Ric 88 Assis devant le réacteur 4 de Tchernobyl

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    De The Game celle que j'ai écouté le plus en boucle c'est celle avec Busta Rhymes au refrain (1er album) :

     
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    El-Hashachino East-Coast

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    cedouu13 Well-Known Member

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    Comprend pas qu'il n'ait pas réussi a faire parler de lui depuis toute ses années..



     
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    El-Hashachino East-Coast

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    Sasho Groupie de Lisa Vittozzi

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    El-Hashachino East-Coast

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    AkManouche Clone Of Dr Funkenstein

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    Attention, sujet sensible, beat lourd, déconseillé aux enfants (le clip oui)

     
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    El-Hashachino East-Coast

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    El-Hashachino East-Coast

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    I had to stay mental, when DEA stopped my gray rental
    Incidental, my girl home watchin' Jay Leno
    Prophesize, I pulled the wise
    With frame eyes for disguise, talkin' like them white guys
    Shallow demeanor, karma was the main schemer
    What could be greener, when all I thought about was Beemers
    Then came the questioning
    Arresting me was steppin' rare
    Asking permission so he could say he kept it fair
    Fake mustaches and hundred yard dashes
    Through lake molasses because my government's so fascist
    Don't choose to ass-kiss dolo spots
    Up near Damascus on all areas harassless
    Don't wanna do enough confront a crew
    That night I got two, went to sleep, woke up with guns drew
    No time for cryin' cowards
    Too late for fire power
    Karma convinced me to meet him at his dyin' hour

    [Chorus] (x2)
    Now leading back to that night, reality strikes
    Them unknown faces are the casualty types

    [Verse 2: Donte]
    When you watch yo' nigga rise and disguise
    You despise 'cuz I built an enterprise
    While you still livin' lies
    And I'm all you wanna be, but that's all you gonna be
    Get your long path and yo' ass from in front of me
    Niggas thought you had my back and you was stealin' out my pack
    When other niggas try to tell me "I wasn't even feelin' that"
    That's my ace, that nigga got keys to my place
    And he know about the cash, stashed G's in the safe
    Wait, no time to waste when best friends player-hate
    Relocate, (can't sleep), now I gotta stay awake
    And take a still break, 'cuz I be dealin' with this ill fate
    When niggas be fake, infiltrate and try to and steal weight
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    [Break] (x2)
    "The way I vex, will cause an insane karma"

    [Verse 3: Main Flo]
    All up on the humble
    Fuckin wit fake niggas that know I bubble
    Precise juggle, 'cuz life is my type of struggle
    Seven-fifty IL's, and tales of fly females
    Who caught in these sales with live details
    Shades by Cartier, and big links that hardly play
    It could be Auste, let's do this in a large way
    I wanna see the Amazon Basin
    To set out to gather my thoughts into a calm basement

    [Verse 4: Donte]
    Man ain't nuttin' change, niggas don't know what they facin'
    Already steady pacin', they seeds to be replacements
    We ain't the felon type
    Or into sellin' white
    'Cuz everything money bring, children of the malonites
    (I'm Bob's song) Provin' Ja live, not gone
    To pay a devil on a loan, got to rob yo' own
    No love with no peace, gave life to the beast
    As the defecit increase, Exodus outta Greece

    This note is legal tender, depths connect, render
    Evil spender, people mentors resurrect to evil vendor now
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    [Chorus]
    Now leading back to that night, reality strikes
    Them unknown faces are the casualty types

    [Break] (x4)
    "The way I vex, will cause an insane karma"
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    El-Hashachino East-Coast

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