Thursday, December 17, 2009

Street life-SP Feat Reen & Tre Williams







[SP]
DJ OP, waddup my man
SP The Ghost, Poobz extravanganza
Let's go my niggaz

[SP]
I spit pain where the mic is, how life is
And come through on the night shift
I know long days, I know wrong ways
Try to forget about it, blowing on strong haze
Comes back to me when a certain song plays
Catch a vibe when a piano or horn plays
Hit the lab, tell Poobz to pull a beat up
Sit and then roll the weed up
My niggaz still trippin', flippin' goin' to re-up (still rein')
Throwin' rocks at the pen, all the shit for trickin' off senoritas
Brag to ya man on how you doin' better
But can't help him out, now you catch a two in ya newest leather
Bought a Coupe, and they said you was soup (damn)
Now they wanna turn you to soup, throw ya ass for a loop
It aint fruit, boy you dealin' with beef
No 911, keep it real in the street
Stay the fuck in the house, what you huffin' about?
When you go to jail, barely be stuck in the house
Can't go to the yard, niggaz know you a fraud
You ain't lookin' right, anytime a soldier's involved
This rap shit, get niggaz confused
They know about the streets and all the real niggaz'll lose
I could give you the news, but if it give you the blues
Still tryna figure out, when I hitted the jewels
You can wear 'em or please share 'em when I give 'em to you
And I ain't bein' literal, I'm bein' lateral
Your brainwave and my data ain’t compatible
But I can take ya brain away once I splatter you
I don't wanna battle you, rat-tat-tattle you
You don't even matter duke, fuck who you matter to
Nigga

[Tre Williams]
Street Life
it's the only life I know
Street Life
And I can't let this hustle go
Street Life
See I been out here way to long
Street Life
To let someone come run me home

[Reen]
Hah
Yelling fire
Cold beat
Let this fire pause brains nigga
It’s Still greedy
Life’s still miserable
Honor this homey
here I go


It’s green smoke with a hope for life to slow
I’m writing some shit with a hope that it can glow
Spitting on the right curves to knock the low
I’m like a canister ready to blow
Keep my runs up looking where my life got rough
Like a shooting star flickering this stuff
This is life Mr.
Some luck that got stuck, dumb fuck
For a second or two my life is ready to puff
Shine inside with a flame ready to blame
With a Tempted body and a soul to claim
Empty handed with empty space in heart
Enemies numb but still dark in the streets where I left my hock
Too damn eluded in the shades, that are all polluted
A past that was all saluted so damn rooted
But the melody of the rhymes washes the past
True words, I would give up none to last
Who would rest with the pain that can rip the chest?
What’s best? And what’s worse?
Only a moment can define what’s trust
Shit’s like a tickle of dust
Occasional lust from shine to rust
And they all come back when they all do that
I guess life is a circle of pain
Yell fire when it’s all insane
Stay the same kindness is weak homey just play the game

[Tre Williams]
Street Life
it's the only life I know
Street Life
And I can't let this hustle go
Street Life
See I been out here way to long
Street Life
To let someone come run me home

[Reen]
Devil in my punch with a jaw that can crunch
so it's metal for lunch and if you want hearts ya I got a bunch
loveless me the stone heart metal with a loveless beat
so it's my need with a low that can glow my greed
for freedom! who ain't free?
no religion no rules just one god who says 'trust is a tree'
well the roots are strong somehow my days are long
nights are short well in the hood life is hot
when the brain ain't soft I yell fire on the spot
shoot the jewels to make the time stop
rip the rhymes that can pause minds
I bring back times
free mind here
free thoughts
none can pause me, ever
it's life in the streets
dedicated my life to the ones who need me
I' ma live thru shit
I' ma glow thru darkness
Yo it's time to light the darkness


[Tre Williams]
Street Life
it's the only life I know
Street Life
And I can't let this hustle go
Street Life
See I been out here way to long
Street Life
To let someone come run me home
And these streets is all I know
Ohhhhh, yeah (D-Block)
Said it's all I know (Niggaz know what it is)
These streets, oh, these streets
(SP The Ghost, Poobz)
I'll take it all for real(crazy)
Yeah, ohhhh-whoa
Yeah
My life my life my life my life
In these streets
In these streets
See I live in these streets, hustle these streets
Roam in these streets, lay in these streets
Oh
Said it's all I know
These streets, yeah

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Sheek louch feat Reen-For You






[Styles Green]
Yo, they call me Reen, the illustrator of anger you ain’t seen
Blunt roller, gun shots dolente, rush of pain mixed with morphine
Street chauffeur, illist doper, best in worst a negative hoper
One view point of this life being a stage and I’m the joker
Live high, dream big, don’t mix money with rich shit
This is some blunt real big, fuck it when ya low, it’s sick
Fly when you fly gun shots fly in the hood where they all die
But hood is like your mom, blood will always dry for it in style
And niggaz go pop shells that are faceless but still end up popping wings acting aimless
While I’m thinking popping tens to 16’s, tattooed red inks
Passing my niggaz case less disc and I tell em to bump this
Learn from the attire of jesus but when it’s time just be a Nazi pig
You kill one and your killing us all so when you go to war don’t be soft, you better be sick
Life is short in the hood, we don’t pray but yes we got one lord
If it’s a big shot then it’s from a big heart
Gangster to a gentleman, all follow one lord
So my rhymes time if done, let me pass it to big sheek
Let him louch your ass with his big dick

[Sheek Louch]
I see y'all niggaz wanna ride my dick, whatever
Don't put your hands up on me, Sheek'll come out the leather
Put the hammer to your hatin mouth, nail it shut
Get off my dick and get you some butt, try and nut
Cause this nut is macadamian, keep the mack and I'm Damian
This game you don't wanna play me in
Niggaz need somethin to do, you ain't gon ride or clap nothin
Might as well hate from the side, not that ain't good
Bitch I'll push your motherfuckin cap back like you popped open the hood
Flesh burner like somebodykeep puttin in wood
Don't add nothin, don't count nothin unless it's yours
Let me see, he done been on atleast three tours
Bad cars, he atleast get thirty for bars
See that's the problem motherfuckers don't know
But they think that they know what you do and what you don't
Where you live, what it cost, what you gettin for a show
Who your girl, where she from, what you buyin for that ho
So at that I tell you mind your biz
Punch out, take the bus home and mind your kids
Before ya kids be pumpin my work, bitch doin the jerk
Get down and throw sperm on her shirt
Can't be him, he ain't supposed to shine like that
Back with BadBoy that nigga ain't rhyme like that
Damn he hot, you sure? That if you think I'm jiggy nigga
Key to life, Puff, used to be with Biggie nigga
Yeah, S-H-E-E-K L-O-U-C-H B-E sick in the H-E-A-D
I worry when y'all stop hatin, it's a problem, waitin
When I'm back to drinkin old beers like Walter Patin
Easy wider, mouth web like a fuckin spider
Haha, y'all niggaz sweeter than apple cider
I pull a all nighter, pumpin the fifth
Weed and a spliff, nigga it's the curse and the gift

Monday, November 23, 2009

Life is Short




This is for all my people who ain’t got a silver spoon in their mouth
Don’t be sad
Rolled a blunt smoked some weed and I did lit my world high
Thinking about the hurt that im passing thru even though I can’t cry
Sometimes two things can be incompatible but I’m not lateral
I’m just being lyrical, not living my life waiting for a miracle
And it doesn’t matter, I know letting go is hard but I had to do it
Cuz if I ever loved her, I should just let her go right thru it
The sorta thing about hurt is that it splits in between
Separated wide open like the hands of a clock paused in a death scene
While angels fly, death brings too much honesty at the end of ya last breath
Reapers riding ya chest still ya in the Satan's path sleeping instead

You know life is short nigga life is short
It’s a game all ya know that the life is hard
Life is short nigga life is short
Raise ya swords and fight on the spot
Life is short nigga life is short
Wanna murder a soul then hit it right between the head and the heart
Life is 2 fucking short


You spit casually somehow it turns ya whole life into a tragedy
ya think ya got all the problems the world has ever seen
One day in ghetto, see a crack head with a coke deal and daughter who wanna sing
Life is too short to get curious and think, just work your way and know that you can’t fling
These shells will drop you before that sparkle in ya eyes will blink
Rip your face drop ya nose right where your cheek bones lay
If the devil is about to arrive then ya blurred vision can’t slay
Sliding on hope is a story to tell but not the truth in life
We still alive cuz the good and bad in life still survives
You know I gota story to tell and life ain’t a history until the blunt lights out
Shit’s a mystery

You know life is short nigga life is short
It’s a game all ya know that the life is hard
life is short nigga life is short
Raise ya swords and fight on the spot
life is short nigga life is short
Wanna murder a soul then hit it right between the head and the heart
life is short nigga life is short

We are writing two books in life, one for deeds done and other for unpaid sins
To all those who are made up by the loss of other things
Have you ever really lost a loved one or never understood love till it was gone?
You may know that this shit resides 24/7 right there in ya mind that’s why they say ‘love is blind’
So if ya strength’s missing, strife hard cause I know that you know that the loss is the hardest
That angel is still hissing while she is kissing; don’t give up hope so live regardless
So it really doesn’t matter if I’m good or bad but I know what I did and the things I’ve said
And if you knew me thick, you’ll be proud to say that I left u with enough memories to resurrect me with


You know life is short nigga life is short
It’s a game all ya know that the life is hard
life is short nigga life is short
Raise ya swords and fight on the spot
life is short nigga life is short
Wanna murder a soul then hit right between the head and the heart
Life is too fucking short
Life is short nigga life is short

You know life is short
Stilluminati
Nigga honor this life or honor what’s coming next
R double E N
2000 and 9
Life is short
You know life is short

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Eh Yo


Stilluminati -Joint 4 Rhyme





Eh yo

Guess whose back?

You think I was probably selling crack

Well I guess I’m back

You don’t know where I’m coming from so you don’t know where I been

The places I’m going is probably where it all ends

Some critics got idiot words to shit so they better spit it

I ain’t tripping ya whack juice, I’ma wipe my ass with it

Some shoot big guns with the glass armor that fool

Trying to clip 45 on this kid to steal my old jewel

When I come thru, ain’t no one standing opposite

I'ma walk right thru ya block, like soul outa body, nothing stopping it

Haze swings by, puff or be a welcomed fool

We follow one rule of engagement where the stash rule

It’s says puff it and do it see how the cash rules

Money comes and goes, if you don’t let it rain then ya an asshole

I damage minds for goods, got my laundry done by the kings’ daughter

Bitch was 5’7 a perfect 10, ego spot on but the lesson I taught her

God gave you life but the lessons I can teach you

You be lost in a war and the men I can feed you

Worst cannibal you’ll ever find

Chilled out outside but a mechanical mind

I adapt in a second dogg

My gold plated colt stays empty; I strike with a cold hock

My eagle eye can count the wings of ya bird

Slice all the feathers mid air and smile if ya block heard

You motherfuckers haven’t seen the illist yet

I count wins by the number by which ya bitches dread

See how many hide behind ya back

Are the bitch numbers that are feared dead

Look you in the eye like Mike Tyson do

If you look away, you’ll know that I’ve lyrically murdered you

I come thru when I come near you

Pass on and on, my little kido friend can finish you

You open your mind and ya surroundings will take over

Like a snitch, any raggedy ass would die slower

Shit's all pain when it rains, logically insane but spiritually trained

Smoke purples to slow time cause you know what can an hour gain

I'm negative peroral spitting jewels made of clips and lead

Learning the class taught by the devil and the deepest lesson is death

Motherfucker

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Stilluminati Joints


Stilluminati -Joint 3 Rhyme



Download



[Lauryn]
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah yeah

[Reen]
Yo they say I’m peace and you’re the pleasure
But in real I’m the anger that even the guns can’t measure
But you keep me together when I fall off the game, ya there to pressure
When I’m stressed, down and out your one word is leisure
I consider myself blessed, girl you’re my madness suppressed
When I’m out of feel your one word blows my heart out of my chest
I know it’s the best that time can’t test
I got a lot to say but leave the rest
It’s a jealous storm that has taken the whole world
I guess sometimes the egos should die and you gota say those words
You gota have a thing that makes it so easy to love
That thing is you, when I’m down, I can just rise above
Sooner you take me into ya world, nothing really matter
The fragments of my hope can’t elucidate but ya make it better
Yeah!

Chorus: [Lauryn]
They've got so much things to say right now
They've got so much things to say
They've got so much things to say right now
They got so much things to say

[Reen]
My heart chokes every time you repeat that line
Leaving is only a thought that can’t even cross my mind
I close my eyes and my world seems blind
Everywhere it’s just you, it ain’t never hard to find
Ya love is a stamp and my heart has been signed
I guess it ain’t hard to believe that love is less crazy and more blind
My future and ya past was all timed
Well guess we gota wait to see what the future has lined
For you and me baby girl
Goddamn sometimes I see no changes
The world’s a stage and we are in cages
The distance, the drama
I say live now and fuck da karma
Just you and me forever

Chorus: [Lauryn]
They've got so much things to say right now
They've got so much things to say
They've got so much things to say right now
They got so much things to say

[Reen]
It doesn’t take forever to know who the one is
When ya heart pounds faster, it’s just being honest
When you can’t sleep you know every night seems the longest
Like you got nothing to do, look at the sky that was grey, fuck it’s blue
Ain’t a crazy world like this I had ever seen before
Every time I take a good ship to the storm, I’m just thrown back to the shore
They say that its love that’s so protective
My mind and heart is really being nested
You keep the wrong out of my mind, shit’s reasonable
The way this love is, it’s new and they say it’s unconditional
You’ve made me a man who finally has a plan
The things that seemed impossible to do; now I know I can
Do em for you

Chorus: [Lauryn]
They've got so much things to say right now
They've got so much things to say
They've got so much things to say right now
They got so much things to say


Stilluminati -Joint 2 Rhyme




Rolled a blunt smoked some weed and I did lit my world high

Thinking about the hurt that im passing thru even though I can’t cry

Sometimes two things can be incompatible and I’m not lateral

I’m just being lyrical, not living my life waiting for a miracle

And it doesn’t matter, I know letting go is hard but I had to do it

Cuz if I ever loved it, I should just let it go right thru it

The sorta thing about hurt is that it splits in between

Separated wide open like the hands of a clock paused in a death scene

While angels fly, death bring too much honesty at the end of ya last breadth

Reapers riding ya chest still ya in the devil’s path sleeping instead

you spit casually somehow it turns ya whole life into a tragedy

ya think ya got all the problems the world has ever seen

One day in ghetto, see a crack head with a coke deal and daughter who wanna sing

Life is too short to get curious and think, just work and know that you can’t fling

These shells will drop you before that sparkle in ya eyes will blink

Rip ya face drop ya nose right where your cheek bones lay

If the devil is about to arrive then ya blurred vision can’t slay

Sliding on hope is a story to tell but not the truth in life

We still alive cuz the good and bad in life still survives

You know I gota story to tell and life ain’t a history until the blunt lights out

Shit’s a mystery, rich head nigga with a thick resilient mind but shit ain’t free

We are writing two books in life, one for deeds done and other for unpaid sins

To all those who are made up by the loss of other things

I shoot a heart and leave it splattered in the park

Consider me a bad kind, illist of the rookies but a pro in the block

I shoot a gun when it’s empty, killing ain’t my style It’s my empathy

High is living; shells drop when I’m in the mood for ruthless killings

And I see no difference if the body dropped is mine or my enemy

One day comes when we all rise above the blue skies to be judged for our felonies

Like a load in the head I’m knocked by bones of the crying spat

It’s chronic shit, ya don’t know me, im like a cursed meth

Taking lives of the young ones who otherwise don’t wanna die

They cry, pump it high when I freelance they lives

Yo im high and the beat is just out of this world

Every word spits pure magic blood in rhymes and gospels unheard

Yo this is my life, ya can’t compare rap to crap

Poetry is part of life, rap is just truth without a snap

So fuck the free world, you don’t know what runs in this region

Bodies splattered and some fag talks about his religion

So what ya want me to do, hop my guns so I could chase the sun with you?

There ain’t no light, it’s all dark yo, get this shit in ya mind

There’s a way thru every problem, a new door opened is always hard to find

Have you really ever lost a loved one or never understood love till it was really gone?

You may know that this shit resides 24/7 right there in ya mind that’s why they say ‘love is blind’

So if ya strength’s missing, strife hard cause I know that you know that the loss is the hardest

That angel is still hissing while she is kissing; don’t give up hope so live regardless


Stilluminati -Joint 1 Rhyme





Knowing something is the best part of my life, do ya've the right to take it?

Cause it created me, another rebirth is visionary and even god can’t make it

I know I can never be ready to name it to bring it to the world

So who cares if these are my feelings or my words

It goes wounded soon to the tune of the burned blunts fume

If its deep then it’s pure that leaves the hurt without a cure

The rest is just a lure of a body for a soul that can’t allure

My life with you I would have chosen to lead

Instead of that I left you to bleed when ya were in need

While ago I buried something I never wanted for me to do

For me to live now, I can apologize forever to you

Seen you as a gift and a present as a blessing I had

I probably never gonna feel what ya felt

But you dealt with it ya way, heart going strong every single day

I know the nights are cold nowadays when he ain’t there with ya to stay

But that’s just too good to be true that life goes on no matter how many games we play

I can’t say, what would life be if ya not there where ya wish to lay

So it really doesn’t matter if I’m good or bad but I know what I did and the things I’ve said

And if you knew me thick, you’ll be proud to say that I left u with enough memories to resurrect me with




Sunday, October 18, 2009

Playing God



Download

R double E N
Soul’s 21 and fero just spit lie
I’m old for this; my mind is thick dry
Pulse low, end of show I’m trying to breathe it
Somebody’s dying and I’m trying to feel it
Death isn’t new but life just don’t seem to end
My last battle is a mystery like that of Satan
Who would believe if I make an apostle
Spread love with wings with no kings in a castle
Shock the world by changing the code of money
Tell em who has more time is rich and funny
If I’m playing god I would spit many more rhymes
Change minds so we can bring back lost times
You know the corners ain’t dry in the world that we live in
In a world that we fit in is the world we believe in
You can’t peep me, I consider this shit seriously
Deeply it’s all confusing even outside you can’t beat me
I know about those who been talking from way back
You can’t play that yo this is payback
I know how you always do it trying to advance
But you can’t seem to keep up with time and chance
When I spit lyrically you make it more physically
Let it be clear this is how you made me
Lovin how I got you all crazy
I’m not god cause this is how he made me

If I’m playing god I’ll be playing with the fire
Rain it down there and try to kill every liar
I can’t comprehend what is the meaning of love
If I could I would’ve left the hearts in the heavens above
It don’t matter if blood is red or blue
The one thing that matters is that we all must stay true
And for fame people change fast, that’s a shame
God’s the name so who controls this game?
It’s always the same when it pain
Too many logics, who can I blame?
I’m blind in this world just looking for a frigid curse
And if death battles life, I’ll murder it first
My words are blunts and they strike like panther
Unconditionally married to my anger
Forget this pain; I’m still iron in this humble plain
Shit happens and blame belongs to the part of this brain
As I lay in my bed rhymes to the angels, I shed
Wishing my sins wash out as they bless my head
We all got hate in our heart and it’s time to cleanse it yo
Some want me dead and even if they don’t I can still sense it yo
Love is one thing we all adore that is shit worth dying for
So if you wanna let it go it’s time you start trying hard

If I'm playing god, I would change this world tonight
2000 and 9
R double E N
Peace

Friday, October 9, 2009

Life



Download


I'm high nigga
It's purple spit
let it shine

The words just dance and they say that they mean nothin
It’s like life and death just fucking funny
And everybody got shit but it ain’t my negative figure
It’s my vigor that keeps me high nigga
I spell death backwards
Pump shots, death hurts
Bad worlds that spell bad words
From D to R and R to P
I’m the meanest when it comes to D ‘n’ E
And drink till it’s load high
D swiss With da D-boys
Jags and jeez with their D toys
Mafucker I’ma teach you this street life

So it’s life
When you know what you know yeh you know it
High life
If it’s true then it’s true yeh you know it
Dear life



Life’s outa hold, can’t sleep cause all these tears make my heart cold
It’s not only what ya all heard, there are many more stories to be told
It’s impossible to stay the best, my life is stressed
And no rest, eyes pain, body dead and it’s all a soul arrest
I feel a load in my chest when I pass the cemetery
Shit is scary, unnecessary but some say it’s legendary
At times this crime life do shine but can’t find a path yo it’s blind
From A to Z the best beats come from R Double E N
At times the beats are 9 out of 10
The words are hard hits, rhymes are classics
Age old methods but still yeyo chronics


So it’s life
When you know what you know yeh you know it
High life
If it’s true then it’s true yeh you know it
Dear life
Old life


Some love what ya do so they keep ya posters with their dead peers
Homeboys turn you to a star when ya shed lyrics they shed tears
Shit is all love and it’s for love so what comes out resides inside
Hate and love are two things but they are conjoined so what if they coincide
I can’t tell what attracts me to this dirty game
If it’s gold chains thug names or street fame
It ain’t strange yo they all know my name
It’s all love in my block, parties and shit yo it’s all same
It’s life just like a dream so see it ya way
Rest in peace to all those who passed away

Hypnotics 2009
R double E N
Peace out

Friday, October 2, 2009

Zindagi De Rang




[Written By SJeez and Reen]
[Copyrights Green's Mind2009]

it's my man S jeez here
rip some fuck shit nigga
Reen here Rip it

yaaran di awaaz
apne andaz
meri zindagi ek raaz[suno ek raaz]
rab di kherat
suno mere yaar di awaaz[yaar di awaaz]

meri zindagi di hoyi shuruwaad
tutiya si dil teh hoyi si awaaz
yaaro kariyo na pyaar
sachay labde ne yaar
gore mukhade deh waar
ek teh hazaar

ashiqa de kani
eh lagdi purani
kudiya da ke hai
eh labde ne gani
eh saadi zindagni
koi tesra na teer
eh mukhda hai tera
par tu na meri heer[na meri heer]

eh ni paise di pyaas
asi hoye ni fakeer
dil de aamir
kaphe chadhe taqdhir

je jitni hai jung
te ralo mere sang
eh zindagi de rang
pyaar lage jida pang

nale bole mera veer
aja mere sang
lelo zindagi deh rang

zindagi de rang

eh hasna hasana
tera ni zamana
tere aansua nu toke
asi kuj ni kamana

pyaar apna begana
asi dil ni lagana
teri gallan vich aake
asi pyaar ni nibana

hosh apna gavaya
jado dil main lagaya
par ajh mere veer
main hosh vich aya

nale bole mera veer
aja mere sang
lelo zindagi deh rang

zindagi de rang

Reen
SJ
collaboration 2009
sickest mc
punjabi in the house
what's next?
future homey future!

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Yell Fire


Download

yelling fire
cold beat
let this fire pause brains nigga
still greedy
life's still miserable
honor this homey
here i go
it's green smoke with a hope for life to slow
I'm writing some shit with a hope that it can glow
spitting on the right curves to knock the low
I'm like a canister ready to blow
keep my runs up looking where my life got rough
like a shooting star flickering this stuff
This is life Mr.
Some luck that got stuck dumb fuck
for a second or two my life is ready to puff
shine inside with a flame ready to blame
with a tempted body and a soul to claim
empty handed with empty space in heart
enemies numb but still dark in the streets where i left my hock
too damn eluded when the shades that are all polluted
a past that's all saluted so damn rooted
but the melody of rhymes washes the past
true words! I would give up none to last
who would rest with the pain that can rip the chest
what's best? and what's worse?
only a moment can define what's trust
shit's like a tickle of dust
occasional lust from shine to rust
and they all come back when they all do that
i guess life's a circle of pain
yell fire when it's all insane
stay the same, kindness is weak homey just play the game
stay the same homey
you know
yell fire

devil in my punch with a jaw that can crunch
so it's metal for lunch and if you want hearts ya I got a bunch
loveless me the stone heart metal with a loveless beat
so it's my need with a low that can glow my greed
for freedom! who ain't free?
no religion no rules just one god who says 'trust is a tree'
well the roots are strong somehow my days are long
nights are short well in the hood life is hot
when the brain ain't soft I yell fire on the spot
shoot the jewels to make the time stop
rip the rhymes that can pause minds
I bring back times

free mind here
free thoughts
none can pause me, ever
it's life in the streets
dedicated my life to the ones who need me
I' ma live thru shit
I' ma glow thru darkness
Yo it's time to light the darkness

Yell Fire
Peace!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Custom Rap


Ahan
M O BB D Double E P
R Double E N where my niggaz feelin a 10
it's 1
custom rap ya none
purely streets thats where the holes are dugged in
whole 6 feets
bitches on my click
if yo my chick I'ma make you drip
i move with the animal instincts
I'm a lyrical killer my words are jinx
fuck 45 I'm the link to this terror thing
they gaze with their scopin shit
when i blaze with an open lit
about to blow
yo i roar not like them politic slow
watch me go
hear me when i take a session
it's ya free lesson
i don't make music
i just get doped on a mic
rap alike like them 80's tight
purely opposite of institutional fits
it's offsprings of the late logical hits
my blood is loaded in every rhyme i spit
it's more reputed then what Langston Hughes did
if ya copy me then ya fingerprints be on it
ya shit if you watch me then know that my DNA is on it
keep it real niggaz

custom rap is all like life
this is life you know niggaz you can keep it tight
work on it yo da day and night
when the stage is right get read to fight
custom rap is all like life

I flow from the queens to south
my blood flows from my brain to mouth
I'm lyrical miracle, spiritual vinical
logical superior with this voodoo spit that is imperical
my laugh is hysterical with a load of whip still ruggin literature
coding poetry talking some shit in every joint
holding my pen tight just keeping a grip still spitting light
see i can spit dirty too but the truth ain't clean cause it goes thru
my rhymes burst 40 ounce with a sinical sound
if ya sleep they can make ya bounce it's a bark of a blood hound

custom rap is all like life
this is life you know niggaz you can keep it tight
work on it yo da day and night
when the stage is right get read to fight [X2]

For what i do, and what i write makes no difference
so why wonder when i'll end, prefer time for reference
it's senseless what i write but still no funny stories
I connect hearts with minds when i spit the hoops of glories
I honor fear and I'm da honest here
coding bullshit after bullshit
but still ruggin severe
nigga you can never handle my stuff
take a puff and hear me slow
am I still fast for yo?
then catch my flow like cobra..snatch intro
The hills can’t rise as high as mind elevates
The rivers cant flow as good as the spit debates
I am in a depth of an ocean and notions can’t persist
A coke-head can meditate a symphony that would never exist
People mess around with the wrong shit thinking they can hit and run
Everybody sleeps in a casket not knowing when their life might be done
When I eat bullets, I take them out like the smoke from a pipe.
If ur still for a second I might tattoo ur sole to make u my type
puff life

custom rap is all like life
this is life you know niggaz you can keep it tight
work on it yo da day and night
when the stage is right get read to fight [X2]

custom rap is all like life
custom rap 2009
all my niggaz
keep it real

Friday, September 11, 2009

Brothers


[ya here?
I'm got you my man
spit ya rhymes
i got the beat
let's go]


more shine is the greed when you shines you need some more
exactly no limit is 100 you can always add and score

[but what's more nigga you can stay humbled and let the fero know
that you can haze but still amaze with a paper, a pencil and burst of ya flow]

yeh nigga! rap is poetry but i acknowledge real life drama

[I know when the spit shines people are paused in coma]

I'm trying to understand the load that life's putting in
and shit to do when the time is gone the sin is in
gota a lot of crap attached to my back
a street pharmacist all my life still getting rugged and attacked
feeding the needs that dripped on a poor mac getting hacked
what the card game fuck is all about the queens and jack
where is the king left out and his soldiers ain't got his back
still a heap of shit cooking back in the hood with a tone that can knock my bones
im still gonna take it as it comes but the question is ...where the fuck they gone?

[I'm still here with ya when ya shine i shine
you and me against the world against the time
who would raise a voice from below is the question
im know the bones out and throw that ass in the ocean
I got ya back]

win or lose nigga but we eventually flop
like a fish out of a pond well there's always a bigger fish so it'll be the shark
like their swords and my hock,
shit's need to sail we gota start from the block

[spirits still here with the blunt still keeping me conscious
i might be dead but I'm with ya and i ma take no nonsense
nigga ya my blood i'll eat ya bullets to heaven
you and me no less, 1 plus 1 equals eleven
you got it right here]

yeh i feel ya when the wind blows and my purple haze compose a shape
ya face still smiling i guess heaven is a blessing still defining ya gaze
and your buddies missing you, some were crap pumped and others are dissin you
i guess the truth is never fare, it's a rare being that would give a fuck to care
you know you're still the one homey

[yeh I know homey
but don't be no emotional being just hustle life and let no notions dream
stay true to ya word and let the corners scream
and when it comes to the bloodsport let no one budge
give a fuck u know you do it right and let lord judge
one life nigga]

I know I know [Don't you fuck it up]
I won't [Straighten your ass]
I got you man [ Straighten up soldier, it's your day, shine in the daylight nigga
you heard it right, you got me, yeh you got me]

I know, I'm ya brother man, we are together
fighting till the end, one blood, right?

[That's right
2009
dedicated to all my brothers
you know I love you
till the end I'll love you
Peace]

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Trife Life


Trife life
early daylight and coke is doping
way more special than the shades of poking
reminiscense of the old times
old minds juggling thru old rhymes
still writing rhymes on the spot
still killing bitch faggots when razor's hot
but I'm not, not god, I'm just a little skiny nigga living for my lotto
4 5 6 just swinging the dice for my shot yo
I'm different swing from a different street
I'm the infamous spitting on a different beat
open ya minds if ya wanna catch me
my legacy is devilish and my memory is patchy
if i don't know you then don't you dare score
I can leave ya busted like the elite famous ex-homes whore
my thoughs are ill nature with a signatured witt
leave ya gustos busted foos F foos hip bows
rip bones when my homes fire stones that are half bricks half cones
leave ya speechless mind open but still reachless
i pitch at a different level, i talk with a differnt devil
i burst a different evil but i live like the same old kanivel
trife life

I'm a situational outburst but my nigga's think that I'm just cursed
fuck thirst I was born thirsty for murders and killings
and bitch niggaz who catch feelings let ya know that i don't burst healings
im stealing when im hugging, ya cold with the level 1 childhood fears
im the old school nighmare still a feared name in my streets that belongs to infedels
blood and sweat mixed in my footprints is coded in hell
you know me well
trife life

I biggie smalls since I need to polish my jewels
Drop the rhymes that breathe the abolished rules
I Gangsta, thug for life, gat in my arm attached to a knife
I bleed when it’s time to kill to hop my life
I Scarface, fuck Ya mayne I’m the legendary Cuban with light skin tan
Kick to ya gut my little friend with a shell drop that would just be ‘Damn’
I street ball niggaz when the street call nigga
I Cop feds move coke and drop heads
Jigger thicker than pump action with Jordans kicking gold diggers
I rob when I hock but when I spark, I just take money and mock
Biggie B’s on thy knees I’m the lead illusionist that started this fleet
I bleed when ya need hell I’ve spend a prison time nickel to a nickel another season
I skimask shit hotter than jihad, al-Qaida by the side of my jump, every reason
I’m da Escobar made by Nassir Jones
I’m da Gangsta, thugging, drinking smoking dodging stones
I’m the ladies man clubbin chrome with a diamond shinning forever
I hustle life, dope the bullet holes and some and move coke
It’s prophesy, I move trees, spin mix-tapes when the music bleeds
Middle finger up has changed rules and it’s a revolution and nothing is bigger
And when my time will come I know the sparks won’t say that god took a good nigga
look
trife life
gold digger nigga
2009 shaping ya bones
flooding ya stones nigga
trife life
yeh hypnotics
pumping, still pumping
life in music

Saturday, August 22, 2009

In Love With The Moula






[Havoc]
Yea I want you baby, I'm glad you here
I'ma take good care of you, I'm gonna put you right there
I ain't letting' you go this time, nah you gonna stay right here
I'ma call you money baby, money

[Verse - Havoc]
It started bout 7 when I realized ya worth
Sold drugs to put you all alone with this purse
Took a backseat, cause family came first
Holes in my sneakers and shirt
I turned 13, now lil' niggaz sellin' coke
50 4 11's yea I copped 'em for them hoes
But you left without warning, I guess it was a lesson
I had you but you showed me no affection
Got withdrawals, took you to the malls
The more I got of you, the more I got spoiled
Now my toes curl, lets have a baby boy or girl
Had you in Switzerland, half across the world
Grew up an investment and you can't be doubled
Came back around when I bubbled
Now I'm in trouble, took the wrong turn
Let my homie borrow you, now he wont pick up his phone

Where you goin' baby where you goin'
Talk about money this is money baby where you goin'
I can hold you baby I can hold you let me hold you

[Chorus - Prodigy -Styles Green - 2X]
The thing about you is you make me smile
You build me up when I go down, you give me strength, you give me power
May no one come between this thing of ours

[Styles Green]
Price rise takes a turn when the love lies
Yesterday makes me strong so what if tomorrow dies
Hope is a strong word that defines vanity
Love ain’t a feeling but it’s just an ability
I’m from the streets so I’m cursed with the bleeds
Greed can only last for a lifetime but soul can’t cheat
It's Stampede when my shots fly with a spit that don’t lie
All I need is a purple high to make the amps dry
I’m immune to the disease that is caused by femes
My eyes scope the changes so I can even read ya dreams
But I’m kissing my heart thinking about a little kid
His eyes were weeping from the pain that couldn’t hid
I acted like a loser but then I rolled that dice
6 on 6 and I never lost again so fuck advice
I’ma make it out of the dark days, life isn’t ruined
Keeping myself crooked I’m live thru shit like I never knew it
So if I have done wrong then let it be wisdom
Cause I have never done it later thinking it was prison
Listen, can I tell my story high?
The angels flying with the smoke yo they left me dry
Shades of the shadows all lewdly blind
Ashes in the ashtray that burned from an age old crime
Forgiveness to the soul of a man by the hand of the god
Just took a touch of the right cold when the rest was hot
To the burner everyday when the stillness is cooking life slowly
And felonies hiding under the flame like the pain under the jazz my homey
What we make is guided by the book and a pencil
It’s not the past that defines your future but the moment drawn thru a stencil
I’m in love with the moula
Only he can judge me
The rest who give a shit
Gota let it be

[Chorus - Prodigy -Styles Green - 2X]
The thing about you is you make me smile
You build me up when I go down, you give me strength, you give me power
May no one come between this thing of ours


[Verse - Prodigy]
You give me sex, you give me gifts
You give me head from every baddest bitch
You make me happy you make me sick
Cause baby you my drug and I need my fix
If I ain't have you how would I live
To get you I'd risk that time in prison
To get you I'd take risks that'd mean death
I'ma love you until the end
Its all about you my precious,
I'd never ignore you for a bitch again
I'd put that on my honest,
Got these other nigga jealous cause you all over me
In public, you be all inside my jeans
Took me all over the planet, places like Europe
Taught me new tricks at them banks out in ???
These niggaz, back in the hood
Could never have you like how I do

[Chorus - Prodigy -Styles Green - 2X]
The thing about you is you make me smile
You build me up when I go down, you give me strength, you give me power
May no one come between this thing of ours

I need you, I need you in my life
stay right here with us
Ain't nothin' over there for you
stay right here with us you in good hands right here

Discography


THE GOSPELS OF STYLES GREEN

Copyrights Green's Mind 2009
HYPNOTICS
1. Hypnotics Download- Lyrics
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3. Ignorant Download- Lyrics
4. Questions Download- Lyrics
5. Voices Download- Lyrics
6. Freestyle Acerbation - Lyrics
7. Confessions Download- Lyrics
8. My Jigga Boo Download- Lyrics
9. Conscious Download- Lyrics
10. Purple Rain Download- Lyrics
11. Apologies Download- Lyrics
12. Soul Clap Download- Lyrics
13. 7 Days Download- Lyrics
14. My Swag Download- Lyrics
15. U Gotta Love It Download- Lyrics
16. Suicidal [Still Survive] Download- Lyrics
17. Crooked Nigga Too Feat Raphael Saadiq Download- Lyrics
18. How I Love You Download- Lyrics
19. Chronic Spit Download- Lyrics
20. Fuck Life Download- Lyrics
21. Heaven [John Legend] Download- Lyrics
22. My Chronicles Download- Lyrics
23. My Jigga Boo[Acoustic Version] Download-Lyrics
24. My Pain Download- Lyrics
25. 21 Questions [50 Cent] Download- Lyrics
26. Good Die Young Download- Lyrics
27. What Ya Want Download- Lyrics

28. One Download- Lyrics

29. One Night With Hook [The Game] Download-Lyrics
30. First One Is The Hardest Download- Lyrics
31. Get Money [Notorious,Styles Green & Lil Kim] mix - Lyrics
32. My Moe Download- Lyrics
33. Death Rap [Necro] Download- Lyrics
34. Shorty Download- Lyrics
35. In Love With The Moula Download- Lyrics
36. Trife Life Download- Lyrics
37. Brothers Download- Lyrics

38. Custom Rap Download- Lyrics

39. Yell Fire Download- Lyrics

40. Zindagi De Rang Download- Lyrics

41. Life Download- Lyrics

42. Playing God Download- Lyrics


Sunday, August 9, 2009

Shorty



This one's for u shorty

It started with a feeling plus fantasy

Now that it’s gone, it’s just you and me

We can’t let go and can’t get over it

It was the wildest time but we can’t dive low in it

So what’s the load in it?

We just holding on but what’s my role in it?

When ya soul’s gonna exhibit?

One left the rush and truth and made lies roll and hit

So sure that the fool is in me like I’m a piece of shit

Ya can’t have everything, I’m gone but my heart is a gift

Learn from ya mistakes cause ya dry and high and ya need to shift

Black holes around and ya dropped down, ya need a lift

But I’m gone so gone that you need to spit

Say the truth and don’t curse yaself, be brave and let emotions drip

One time and just for one time, trust to play cool and don’t fuck the wit

I’m gone but my spirit's still here try and feel and keep a grip


Clouds will rain

To wash some pain

Just hold on

Just hold on Shorty

I’m telling you

You gota believe me

Everything’s gonna be ok

This is life, let it mellow


Yeh I remember the times I spend with ya

7 days were the best when I use to sing rhymes with ya

Watching you go to sleep hearing ya shiver when ya breathe

Nothing is still and fast as the moment with ya that just don’t freeze

Baby my love was fragile but it grew with fears

And ya tears would have not made you cry over the years

And time changes when the world stays the same

Some stand waiting and some are gone but I hope u’ll remember my name

Life is a short game so why wait to know that it never rains

Let your free spirit fly ya away so fly away, get loose from the chains

So what matters is nothing but the memories we had

May we cherish the good times and learn from our bad

That’s sad that we just drifted apart and nothing could ever explain

Love gone is never painful than the love lost again, that’s the real pain


Clouds will rain

To wash some pain

Just hold on

Just hold on Shorty

I’m telling you

You gota believe me

Everything’s gonna be ok

This is life let it mellow


Yo Yo

See, it doesn’t matter who comes, takes my place

The one who treats you right can make the clouds to blaze

It ain’t easy to give you what you want shorty, too much is never enough

Sometimes all you need in life is not really love

Word

Shorty!


Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Death Rap





For death rap shit
Word up
Bump this
Some evil shit
Check it
Fuckin faggot

[Necro]
It starts with your intestines and germs
Next you're a centavo infested with worms
Man destiny is best that he learns
My accent divines hacking through your veins
Like you're in between the rail road track and the train
A bullet in the back of your brain simple and plain
Like back in the days when cats didn't play they would wack you and not explain
Demeaning Jesus, you're ripped to pieces by hyena, your teeth like tweezers
I speak death like seniors with diseases
Packing Satan gun's that you're like Hussein's son
Don't fuck with me I only say it once
Like the end of casino two bats in your spine gory
Every bone in your body broken like you dropped nine stories
Insane like the brain misconvict
You're dead after we buck you in the head like that famous Vietnam pick
Honor you hate this, god couldn't save us
Performing autopsy on you like Chris refrent and Jonathan Davis

Death rap that's the rap I kick don't ever confuse it with others there isn't nothing like this
Death rap I be the most morbid after we finish with you kid you need a closed coffin
Death rap not just on this track it's a movement I represent much more rugged then you
Death rap am the last of a dying breed diss me you must be dying to bleed

[Styles Green]
Ya wonder why the loudness is confused and the beats are already used
But I’m spiting new jewels so not with a lush of a booze na, no foos
Heart in ya shoes, keep it tight and don’t let it get loose
Ah life is dush, work on ya deck before you pop a koos
I ain’t new, I lived and I died and I was born again
Man you ain’t me, we ain’t the same
I don’t give a fuck when I give the go code
My supplies are endless and my mind is my mote
I don’t use the heart thinking, blinking and then drinking
I work with the fire spontaneity that separated me from ya nicking
Man ya still thinking, I know, I know my spit is hydro
Don’t tell me I’m ya man, I ain’t ya bro
So, don’t smoke ya shit in front of me
I won’t care to judge ya ganja color and flavors are lover breed
I’m different kind color greed
Man oh man why this world is Ego Street?
The best man wins and the loser just drops in the back alley
Nobody would give a fuck, with a double nickel up in the penitentiary
I would come out a man with a new man who lived a life of apology
Then I would kill ya and go back to where I started, now give a fuck about my policy

Death rap that's the rap I kick don't ever confuse it with others there isn't nothing like this
Death rap I be the most morbid after we finish with you kid you need a closed coffin
Death rap not just on this track it's a movement I represent much more rugged then you
Death rap am the last of a dying breed diss me you must be dying to bleed

[Sabac]
I walk with the living dead
Witness the digits that bitches that the red description
Is the picture of witches and women giving head
I think ahead and analyze minds like a psychologist
Regardless if the topic is necrodamist or sabacolypse
The logic is am played or a shot to your esophagus
Remove you from the earth you get hurt for popping shit
What about clips in there basics slap the shit out of racists
Crack your teeth on the curve spit and piss in there faces
I got clips in the basement guns and plenty ammunition
If you push the wrong button you going to send me on a mission
And if that's the case am a bash your face
Then reverse the positive become a basket case
I blast for days am a burn down your house
That's the way I get down when you take food out my mouth
I got my revolutionary ways, fighting to eat
For being poor back in the days and surviving the streets

Death rap that's the rap I kick don't ever confuse it with others there isn't nothing like this
Death rap I be the most morbid after we finish with you kid you need a closed coffin
Death rap not just on this track it's a movement I represent much more rugged then you
Death rap am the last of a dying breed diss me you must be dying to bleed

I represent the death rap with your head cracked open
I represent the death rap with your head cracked open


Saturday, August 1, 2009

My Moe



My nigga smooth on a track

Damn, is he a man who sells his soul for a bitch who killed his fam?

Now he walk the streets, no marching fleet, nigga go ‘Damn’

Yeh he took all the bullshit but never market his spot

He kept running, kept learning but never hocked a heart

And he got played too many times, life before was a life looked fine

But fine ain’t a feeling like lying ain’t stealing

Yeh I’m feeling for a fag whose life is killing

And shit’s so weird but he ain’t dealing

He lost his chances and now ‘he is so her bitch’

His hood turned against him and they scream ‘ya a dead snitch’

Hop ‘n’ woes, he was an opportunist

Selling crack stacking mills on a room full of hoes

How can he stay so faithful in a room full of dough?

Life can change in a split sec yo, don’t you know?

Let’s grow, my moe

World is grilling, now he got 2 kids and their faces fill him

They don’t know that their daddy’s a thug but that’s a shame that kills him

We are all made of dust and sand, there ain't no start and there ain’t no end

Just when you know some, it’s when you blow some so why pretend?

When the moon shines the clouds turn grey
The time that’s gone an’t gonna tell him to play
Every night and then some keeps his hands up
Some shit left in his head keeps fucking his plans up

The graves don’t talk to u so u stand,
Waiting for the rain to stop so u can raise ur hand
Pass on like the time just to wait for a rhyme
When love can dilute then there an’t a reason to travel time

Time turns slow when the pain is deep
Why my little nigga’s waiting for others to weep
They say time comes for everyone, time is no god
If he still shines on em, his presence would still be a doubt
you know, how can he be so faithful

It’s time to grow

My moe



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