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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Uncut Material - Lyrics - The Genius Gza

Title: Uncut Material
Artist: The Genius Gza
Composer(s): Gary Grice

Lyric:
What you know about I'm sayin'
I know a lot
Can you demonstrate something?
Why not?
I'm speaking about stacks, GZA
That's all I got
The raw un-cut material
That's all I drop

The nucleus of hip hop, rap's hallmark
They had a citywide effort to keep us in the dark
To the new details, distant wisp of light
Evidence of a terrifying threats on microphone
Rhyme stone, numerous parts combine
Strands of heavy metal form the steel arch design
Fit together seamlessly, everlasting rap
Heat-pressure generated by a blasted cap

The chamber when ya rollin' the dice everything count
Clan royalty where the loyalty is paramount
Couldn't be more wrong prior to your perusings
When ya spoke of us, you understated the influence
As I bury my motor-action, implode a fraction
Of ya investigation when ya action
Aware about in ya suit and tie, cruising by
The intrepid workmen that sharpen ya shooting eye

What you know about I'm sayin'
I know a lot
Can you demonstrate something?
Why not?
I'm speaking about stacks, GZA
That's all I got
The raw un-cut material
That's all I drop

What you know about I'm sayin'
I know a lot
Can you demonstrate something?
Why not?
I'm speaking about stacks, GZA
That's all I got
The raw un-cut material
That's all I drop

Like a child I have infinite patience when I write
The victim's dental records showed they loved to bite
The under like removed off a charged battery
Someone had his ear stuffed wit the sweets of flattery
A live wire, fired the shot in the booth
It wasn't even in the shooting distance of truth
Who broke the barrier causing mass hysteria?
At the darkest hour in the most densed area

In a stocking cap, undercover, while disguising
I'm rapidly advancing our horizons
This path of trade with the sharp blade, open to all across the globe
They simply heard my call
We hit up the remote and primitive land
Left walking reminders that saw it first-hand
The music was a secure link we all think
On the same page as holding the ink, now whatchu think?

What you know about I'm sayin'
I know a lot
Can you demonstrate something?
Why not?
I'm speaking about stacks, GZA
That's all I got
The raw un-cut material
That's all I drop

What you know about I'm sayin'
I know a lot
Can you demonstrate something?
Why not?
I'm speaking about stacks, GZA
That's all I got
The raw un-cut material
That's all I drop

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Never Seen Before - Lyrics - Out Of Business - Epmd

Title: Never Seen Before
Album: Out Of Business
Artist: Epmd
Composer(s): Erick Sermon, Leo Nocentelli, George Porter, Joseph Modeliste, Arthur Neville, Carlton Ridenhour, Hank Shocklee, Parrish G. Smith

Lyric:
Peace to Chuck, Chuck D, yeah
You're not tellin' 'em huh? Yeah

They go ooh and ahh when I jump in my car
People treat me like Kareem Abdul Jabbar
When I'm supreme rap star, they all know me E.D
When I flash the greens on TV
MC's be robbin' me, of my technique
The way I speak, the way I get down, the way I sound
And if you ask me, they must be on the jock
Of the innovator, rock roll bounce to skater

Ok fuck it, enough with the tight shit, grab the mic quick
Hollywood niggaz, put it down spit some hype shit
EPMD Erick and Parrish, makin' dollars
The rap scholars keep the show packed like funeral parlors
Deadly, murderous I know you heard of us
Holdin' shit down on the block, nobody servin' us
The E Double and Mic Doc, Boondox
Def Jam's off the meter yo, this shit is hot

Never seen before, or heard before, the uncut raw
I'm Erick Sermon and I'm Parrish Smith
Never seen before, or heard before, the uncut raw
I'm Erick Sermon and I'm Parrish Smith

Check it, now I'm back with the flyest material
Mic Doc and E Dub the Grand Imperial
My mic's deadly, so I scratched off the serial
And stashed it, until I have to kill at will
Keep it movin', yes it's me in the flesh
It's no illusion, fuck around and catch minor contusions
Whatever, I'm Smokin' Joe when it comes to rap
I'm a pro-fessional, Tiger Woods I'm good

Time to black out, no doubt, people wanna know about
The inside scoop with the group, and are they comin' out
Damn skippy I'm tipsy, high like a hippie
Don't take drinks from strangers 'cause niggaz slip mickies
That's why I stay on cue, like Omar Epps in J-U
I-C-E so chill and bust the debut
In rare form the false alarm's the Mic Don's
Back in effect, snap that neck, the P's gone

Never seen before, or heard before, the uncut raw
I'm Erick Sermon and I'm Parrish Smith
Never seen before, or heard before, the uncut raw
I'm Erick Sermon and I'm Parrish Smith

Never say never, what? EPMD's back together
And if it gets warm take off the hot sweater
Fill up the ill slick flow, flow watch us throw, throw
Down with the other brothers toe to toe
And if ya slow ya blow, that's why we comin' with the ammo
Yo ten year veterans, a thousand rap sessions
Yeah, the hard rockers, the crowd shockers
The head knockers, yeah EPMD's off the rockers

Never seen before, or heard before, the uncut raw
I'm Erick Sermon and I'm Parrish Smith
Never seen before, or heard before, the uncut raw
I'm Erick Sermon and I'm Parrish Smith

Never seen before, or heard before, the uncut raw
I'm Erick Sermon and I'm Parrish Smith
Never seen before, or heard before, the uncut raw
I'm Erick Sermon and I'm Parrish Smith

Yeah, yeah yeah, dude whassup
That was dope, word up
EPMD for Nine-What, whatever, yeah
Sample this shit, word up!

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