mad-64 
2009-07-10 - extension: rar - parts: 11 - size: 95 MB
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Crooklyn Dodgers - Return of the Crooklyn Dodgers + lyrics [Buckshot Shorty:] "Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn"
[Guru:] "Never (More) [Buckshot Shorty:] "Straight from Crooklyn, better known as Brooklyn"
[Guru:] "Never takin shorts cause Brooklyn's the borough"
[x2: with scratching]
[Masta Ase x2:] "We did it like that, and now we do it like this"
[Verse One: Chubb Rock]
Hehehe, yeah
Now clock, kids, who got the cocaine?
Don't tell me it's the little kids on Soul Train
The meta-force it I put my brain to my jaw
It comes from other places, not the tinted faces
Journalistic values are yellow and then of course falters
You watch Channel Zero with that BITCH Barbara Walters
She'll have you believe black invented crack
When President Lyndon had the formula way back in sixty-three
with Kennedy, yes the double cross
Remember that's when they blew his fucking head off!
Vietnam vets come back looking like one-armed pests
Nixon bombs, here attached
No picket fence, no job, no Hazel in the car
Blue collar turns to bourgeoise
Depressed in your chest, Demarol for sess
Low dough, crack in veils much less
White he can sell on the corners of Bushwick
White he can sell on the corners of Flatbush
Whiteys can sell on the corners of Bed-Stuy
Pass the torch to that nigga guy
So just DIE, nigga, DIE, nigga
You're too black, you're can't handle you're too strong
get high, fly clock next boost ya steal
In ninety-five we take back Ebbets Field...
[Buckshot Shorty:] "Let's take a sec to think back..."
[Verse Two: O.C.]
Crooklyn, travelin distance to party
Crooklyn, abstinant functions, not hardly
Brooklyn, the name alone holds Godly
You don't know, you better ask somebody
Crack filled streets since eighty-five the beast
gettin paid to not bust, hookers drawers got crushed
Claps clappin regular, hardcore niggaz with
fat gold chains, on the corner maintainin
Gold teeth flashin, stick-up kids play in the front of
Latin Quarters, keep home your daughters
Cause if bullets fly, watch the flamin
Ignorant ducks are shootin wildin, they're not aimin
one needs ta, gotta think about it, what a pity
Five people died in front of, Skate City
Senseless back then you was ill if you had a gun
People dashin flashin, damn no fun
On the square you couldn't shop too much cause
Fort Greene would hem ya wreck the fuck on up
You had Do or Die, East New York, mad hell
Fellaz cuttin school troopin to all go Maxwell
So many memories I can't manifest
Yo 'Ru, start where I finish and to Brooklyn, God bless...
Yo we representin
[Special Ed:] "Crazy ass Crooklyn kids
[Buckshot:] "represent to Brooklyn all night"
"Crazy ass Crooklyn kids"
[Masta Ase:] "because it is, survival of the fittest"
[x2]
[Verse Three: Jeru the Damaja]
Listen cause for your mind I got the right nutrition
We keeps it hard like fat asses and cases of Heineken
Here in Brooklyn, home of the warrior and villain
Trife type chicks Top Billin's, the anthem
Rastas smoke marijuana
Enterprising businessmen shoot dice on the corner
Excuse me while I light my spliff but some choose to sip
So bullets hit brains, when bottles hit lips
Clips whatever happend to 38 special
Now it's Desert Eagles, government issue
Probably the same one that killed Noriega
Chips that powered nuclear bombs, power my Sega
Subliminal hypnotism and colonialism
leaves most niggaz dead or in prison
In Crook-land, right hand cuts off the left hand
to spite the hand, jealous of the next man
So violent crimes, black on black plus mad crack to boot
Everybody can't rap, so most hustle and shoot
Make money money, get money take money
I can't understand that concept cause Jah rules everything around me
Fire burns the unjust like arson larsony
melt MC's with mental telepathy
With precision, we're slicin and dicin
Peace to the East New York, Perverted Monks, and Mike Tyson
[Special Ed:] "Crazy ass Crooklyn kids"
[Buckshot:] "represent to Brooklyn all night"
"Crazy ass Crooklyn kids"
[Masta Ase:] "because it is, survival of the fittest"
[x4]
[Crooklyn x2] (Less)
Cormega-One love(letter to Nas) Dis joint is from Mega's album "The Testament" & also on da mixtape "Best of (More) Dis joint is from Mega's album "The Testament" & also on da mixtape "Best of Queensbridge vol # 1". Dis track is a thank u response 2 Nas' "One love" track. Anywayz give it a listen & comment. Good lookin out.
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Artist: Cormega lyrics
Album: The Testament
Year: 2005
Title: One Love
[Nas:] What up with Cormega, did you see him, are y'all together? [x2]
(from Illmatic, "One love")
Yea I'm about to write this letter, lay it down you know?
[Verse 1]
Dear Nas, what up son it's Mega
I got your letter, me and my cousin Oogie here together
Aiyyo your man Duke came through
you should know the situation cause we dealing with the same crew
and you can tell that crab shorty I'm a hurt her
for fucking with them niggaz from that crew she know we want to murder
a yo that shit about Jerome's niece is foul
she was bringing niggaz mad loud when we was locked down
put around town the 4 pounds of glocks
on the dime block
labels are marked now they have they full time lock
son fuck the stupidness
shorty be trooping it
next time you see her hit her off with some loot and shit
don't forget the kicks I already got flicks
Big Ice hid the bricks from c-76
homocide thieves are ready to blitz
travelers think
string with the grin his razor blade blew six
ayo
[Chorus]
one love, one life, one mind dreaming
son one day I'm leaving
one thug showing you love for one reason
for all my niggaz thats locked down and bleeding [x2]
[Verse 2]
Anyway I heard Black Jay was getting paper
tell my nigga Nut his man Bass is here from Jamaica
I was holding down a fourth and for a other ton
you couldn't touch a jack unless you had gats or box cutters
I seen an ox cutter, so many features
niggaz sneaking up and blowing motherfuckers for their sneakers
I seen this kid cut police up, for real money creeped up
slid the ills out and blew the beast up
yo handcuffs can make a man tough and suffer
my rhymes keep your mind stimulated like a lye puffer
yo this life is type bugged
I'm surrounded by dope fiends and thugs
but I'm a still maintain my brain frames so...
one love, one life, one mind dreaming
son one day I'm leaving
one thug showing you love for one reason
for all my niggaz thats locked down and bleeding [x2]
[Verse 3]
Yo the other day I got it on in my dorm
I had Fila slippers on then I transformed
my man dawg from ?Nostra? in the back posting
money started looking when he seen dawg approaching
I said, yo black we could take it to the back
but thats about the time the razorblade made contact
I got relaxed, the fact he collapsed and bitched up
and got ripped up and stitched up for trying to ?get ya'll?
I picked up my ill-son said chill
yo parlay and walked away the kids face build
stashed my ox in case they throw my ass in a box
I could splat the first idi-ot looking for props
the phone time locked, my chrome ox makes domes hot
if I can't live then I'ma blow up your whole spot
seen shorty on her visit and gave her a hug
when she cried I recognized we symbolized one love... (Less)
mad-64 2009-07-10 - extension: rar - parts: 3 - size: 4 MB
mad-64
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Beast Fuck 47 MAD-82 2009-03-03 - extension: rar - parts: 9 - size: 98 MB
Beast Fuck 47 MAD-82
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