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
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7. Confessions Download- Lyrics
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11. Apologies Download- Lyrics
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15. U Gotta Love It Download- Lyrics
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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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