blackout rap show (freestyle)

i be puffin' blunts in the house

hittin' stunts on the couch

this year

crazy cats gon' get punched in they mouth

when your wife see me

she don't know how to act

so don't be mad when i blow out her back; for real

your whole crew's a buncha poo butts

made a few bucks

j'd a few sluts

then ya'll started runnin' your lips a little too much

got chedda to blow

pockets never get low

chickens sweat me wherever i go

me and o.c. be in the lex'

cartier specs

nautica sweats

gore-tex

with presidentials on

full of baguettes

i done sold coke

sold crack

sold smoke

sold smack

now i wanna gold plaque

can i get a soul clap?

some cats be col' wack

you got the lye? well brother

roll that

and if it won't get me high

then hold that

i'mma cop me a six

and cruise through the block with your trick

i'mma keep droppin' them hits

it won't stop 'til i'm rich

any mic i hold in the grip of my palm

i wave it over the crowd

dictating shit like genghis khan

nonchalantly deliver the flow like drug traffic

scolding

bringing somatic to this rap shit

bona fide. mic set

you can't see me on it

master the art

so now i just flaunt it

born to live a life and die

but 'til then

i'mma keep on writing slick rhymes with the pen

i take the cherry from a beat like a virgin havin' innocent

bust my nut

bring rhyme to life like genesis

poetical renaissance

endeavors are flawless

tearing it up when it comes to me picking up this cordless

one of new york's finest

on this trip

i coincide with beatminerz

bringing out the best in me

we formulatin' like a recipe

water and dough

we sho' 'nuff

bestow my presence

then i'm divine like the seven

keeping it tight

cause what i suffice is raw nigga

it's only right

like that

y'all

it's like that

y'all

on the blackout rap show

with my man phat phillie

check it out

uhh

we about to get into a verse like this

check me out

y'all

hmm-mmm

yeah

yeah

a couple of years ago

before the year nine-fo'

my cash flow was low

i was low on dough

used to try to talk to fly girls

and they was like: no!

i knew that all of that'd change once i started to blow

now my pockets are bloated

because i exploded

stay devoted

dropped a hot album

now i'm loaded

i hang with fly stars

buy cars

for fifty-thou'

the new york city child

thug with a pretty smile

i love this rap game

that's why i married it

it's a big load

but somebody gots to carry it

at one point i was about to give up

then got offered a record deal

and my eyes lit up

in 1992

boo

my dream came true

first i got the fame

then the cream came through

word up

i used to rhyme all the time

whoever thought that slim kid from one-three-nine'd

shine down the line

huh?

i used to sell cracks

now i sell tracks

listen up

cause when l raps

he tell facts

i'm the type of cat to lay wack mcs to rest

i was told to work hard to achieve success

words of wisdom from my father

he said: l

when things ain't going so well

don't give up

try harder

and never be afraid to make mistakes

and don't spend your cash foolishly

save your papes

cause good things come to those who wait they turn

stay concerned

cause it's a lotta papes to earn

and help those that's less fortunate than you

and stay true to whatever you do

until you're through

yo

uhh

o.c.'s illin'

i will never

ever bore you

o.c.'s illin'

i will never

ever bore you

to rock like i do

it takes certain zest

i'm truly untouchable

like elliot ness

see

my word and verse is fly. one moment tranquil

then the next minute it goes with the strength to kill

i can rock a party right

all night

just trust me

not an mc out there who can touch me

anywhere i go

young ladies

they rush me

when i'm on the mic

no way in hell you can hush me

my mere presence will leave you in awe

and when i'm through you too will call me pa-pa

now is the time to settle this vendetta

slicin' mcs like a swiss-cheese shredda

if you don't like swiss

then i cut you like chedda

thick

slow and quick

great pain it will inflict

the beat's on time and the cuts all click

elegant

never meant

i loves to invent

if you heard me say i rock

this is what i meant

i don't shriek

i speak

i could never be weak

i got the crowd overwhelmed with my rap mystique

i'm shrewd

never booed

i wear the mc crown

when i step in the place

mcs

they bow down

suckas i will smash

they're not fit for the class

yo

when we get on the mic

they break out like a rash

cause my sonic

atomic mcs get moronic

chillin' with big l

we like: it's bionic

charismatic

emphatic

bass has no static

strungin' off the rhyme like a cocaine addict

nothing but cheers

call o.c. the leader

def rhyme writer

fake mc defeater

girlfriend said you're sweet

but i'm sweeter

i'll slay any mc in this rappin' arena

colossal

not a fossil

mcs are quite docile

teach what i'm preaching

you can call me an apostle

tall

not short

dog

and this is the sport

i'm a soldier with the mic

and i'm guarding my fort

and mcs are no bigger than my big toe

and i get higher rating than the cosby show

when i recite my rhyme

just for you

my friend

big l

jump on this mic and flow once again

yo it's l the harlem

check it out

bust it

yo it's l

the harlem pimp baby

for real

i got more dimes than that sprint lady

and that's ill

playa hatas be giving me harsh looks

but i'm tryin' to sell records like garth brooks

forget em all

yo

it's l the harlem pimp baby

just like i said

right now

i'm going off the top of the head

it's me and o.c. we be low-key

chillin' in the cribs

iced-out roley

chillin' with my man

his name is phat phillie

i'm about to get illy

l is a willy

the blackout rap show

i'm cool like my man

fat joe

chew mcs like tobacco

o.c

who's the fatso? no

not o

mc pro-rap

i can rip the show

with my man big l

that's right

we representin'

name is o.c. i'll put my foot indent in

inside your butt like a slut on the call

mc war

mics i storm

my man big e is on the back of the side

mcs

pull away before i crash your ride

check it out

check it out

o.c. i got your back

bro

i got your back

and we chillin' on the show called the blackout rap show

it's like that y'all

it's like that y'all

o.c. and l could never be wack y'all

check it out

every time i flow it's a sensation

check it out

like

live motivation!

uhh! yeah

cuttin' mcs like jason

what? we been the ill

i'mma set it off

then you gonna set it off next

one-two. watch how we flex

uhh

it's like that y'all

it's like that y'all

it's like that

we hit the cats with a base-bat

y'all

right now

we tourin' all over the world

mcs

just dissin' your girl

uhh

we cool. you know how we do

takin' mcs to schools and we ain't no fool

right now we gonna make this the very last line

sucka mcs

o and l is on time

like that

ya'll