Car RamRod
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I was a terror since the public school era
Bathroom passes, cutting classes, squeezing a$$es
Bathroom passes, cutting classes, squeezing a$$es
Does Biggie have the best Opening Bars for a Rapper???
- Thread starter Rapmastermind
- Start date
I open my eyes to the streets where I was raised as a man
and learned to use my hands for protection in scuffles
throwing my blows in doubles
coming from queens mothafukka carryin guns in couples
--
What up black? Hold ya head whereever you at
On the flow from the cops with wings on your back
That snitch nikka...gave police your lo-cation
We'll chop his body up in 6 degrees of separation
--
It all began on the street, in the back of a blue police vehicle
Next come the bookings, the way things is looking
--
I got the powder, combined wit the powder, and water
It oughta, drop in a half and hour
In the, form of oil, watch the cocaine boil
Keep my eye on it so the shyt won't spoil
Then I pause... and ask God why???
Did he put me on the serve, just so I could die (Classic fukkin spitting man)
Every human can relate to that bold shyt and the ensuing parts of the verse
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Never prejudge it be the humble thatll squeeze slugs
--
Ye ye check it out now
Run for your life...or you can get ya heat whatever...we can die together
As long as i send your maggot ass to the essence...I dont give a fukk about my presence
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nikkas havent even mentioned P's best in the thread yet
I'm taking it over. fukk all of you
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid,watch your back,one time,it's comin always (Yeah!)
They lock me up for 12 days,I can't comprehend
Now I'm a free man on the streets again
My empire strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes
--
It's P live and direct, stab ya neck
Ice-pick bloodied up ya whole entire shyt
Live shyt 1-9-9-6, ask your bytch
My crew run wild, snatch chains and bracelets
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and learned to use my hands for protection in scuffles
throwing my blows in doubles
coming from queens mothafukka carryin guns in couples
--
What up black? Hold ya head whereever you at
On the flow from the cops with wings on your back
That snitch nikka...gave police your lo-cation
We'll chop his body up in 6 degrees of separation
--
It all began on the street, in the back of a blue police vehicle
Next come the bookings, the way things is looking
--
I got the powder, combined wit the powder, and water
It oughta, drop in a half and hour
In the, form of oil, watch the cocaine boil
Keep my eye on it so the shyt won't spoil
Then I pause... and ask God why???
Did he put me on the serve, just so I could die (Classic fukkin spitting man)
Every human can relate to that bold shyt and the ensuing parts of the verse
--
Never prejudge it be the humble thatll squeeze slugs
--
Ye ye check it out now
Run for your life...or you can get ya heat whatever...we can die together
As long as i send your maggot ass to the essence...I dont give a fukk about my presence
--
nikkas havent even mentioned P's best in the thread yet
I'm taking it over. fukk all of you
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid,watch your back,one time,it's comin always (Yeah!)
They lock me up for 12 days,I can't comprehend
Now I'm a free man on the streets again
My empire strikes with the strength of poisonous snakes
--
It's P live and direct, stab ya neck
Ice-pick bloodied up ya whole entire shyt
Live shyt 1-9-9-6, ask your bytch
My crew run wild, snatch chains and bracelets
--
prodigy's voice put his shyt over bigs
when BIG was speaking it always seemed like he was just bragging or saying some shyt like he's having fun. But Prodigy was always on some sinister shyt. It felt like he was talking to you directly
. Listen to a prodigy verse and it takes you to a park bench literally, like it's just you and him, drinking a brew while he telling you and your boys these tales. With me being a 90s baby and younger, thats always how I looked at it...Kinda like when your uncle visits and talks to you on some straight story time shyt. Other times it felt like he was on OG schooling you on whats going on...keeping you up to speed. Listen to Cradle to the Grave, Drink away the pain, Give up the Goods or QU Hectic and youll see what I mean.
Even the times where he's taunting you...it feels like its personal.
"Run for your life, or you can get ya heat whatever...we can die together."
Exhibit A: Cradle to the Grave
To all my people's locked down coming back to life
In the world once again, though your bid was trife
When you was gone we was going to war
...And even more, saw my man laying dead on the floor
Kid I swore
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HAVOC: So to P I passed the iron
(PRODIGY while looking to havoc)
Kid you ain't lyin! (turns to look at you and you everyone else)
I went to stash the murder weapon,plus I'm relyin
On a door to be open,goin in the building,it's a trap!
Police buckin at me,they try to twist my tongue back
(PRODIGY - Daps you as you arrive)
Triple L,rollin' dice while I put you on
To the drama what I gotta say is short not long
This nikka that I'm beginning to dislike he got me fed
If he doesn't discontinue his bullshyt he might be dead
My nikka was fukkin vivid man.
Biggie always just came across like he was emceeing to me. Just on stage, talking shyt and getting the crowd hype. I never felt like he was talking to me. I guess that's why i dont resonate with him as much.
For instance look at Long Kiss Goodnight...he goes from talking about making your mouth piece obese...shooting you and all that to randomly talking about his rap skills and saying to buy his CD twice. Then he goes back to talk about cocaine and bytches and back and forth between things. Then he gets nostalgic and talks about the bytches and planes... What is his role in the verse? He's all over the place.
when BIG was speaking it always seemed like he was just bragging or saying some shyt like he's having fun. But Prodigy was always on some sinister shyt. It felt like he was talking to you directly
. Listen to a prodigy verse and it takes you to a park bench literally, like it's just you and him, drinking a brew while he telling you and your boys these tales. With me being a 90s baby and younger, thats always how I looked at it...Kinda like when your uncle visits and talks to you on some straight story time shyt. Other times it felt like he was on OG schooling you on whats going on...keeping you up to speed. Listen to Cradle to the Grave, Drink away the pain, Give up the Goods or QU Hectic and youll see what I mean. Even the times where he's taunting you...it feels like its personal.
"Run for your life, or you can get ya heat whatever...we can die together."
Exhibit A: Cradle to the Grave
To all my people's locked down coming back to life
In the world once again, though your bid was trife
When you was gone we was going to war
...And even more, saw my man laying dead on the floor
Kid I swore
--
HAVOC: So to P I passed the iron
(PRODIGY while looking to havoc)
Kid you ain't lyin! (turns to look at you and you everyone else)
I went to stash the murder weapon,plus I'm relyin
On a door to be open,goin in the building,it's a trap!
Police buckin at me,they try to twist my tongue back
(PRODIGY - Daps you as you arrive)
Triple L,rollin' dice while I put you on
To the drama what I gotta say is short not long
This nikka that I'm beginning to dislike he got me fed
If he doesn't discontinue his bullshyt he might be dead
My nikka was fukkin vivid man.
Biggie always just came across like he was emceeing to me. Just on stage, talking shyt and getting the crowd hype. I never felt like he was talking to me. I guess that's why i dont resonate with him as much.
For instance look at Long Kiss Goodnight...he goes from talking about making your mouth piece obese...shooting you and all that to randomly talking about his rap skills and saying to buy his CD twice. Then he goes back to talk about cocaine and bytches and back and forth between things. Then he gets nostalgic and talks about the bytches and planes... What is his role in the verse? He's all over the place.
You didn't even quote P's best joints right. Prodigy definitely wins this for me.
It's a war goin on outside no man is safe from/
You can run but you can't hide forever/
From these, streets that we done took/
You walkin with ya head down scared to look /
Ya shook, cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
> Survival of the Fittest
I got you stuck off the realness, we be the Infamous/
You heard of us, official Queensbridge murderers
>Shook Ones Pt 2
Ay yo Queens get the Money long time no cash/
I'm caught up in the hustle where the guns go blast/
this fool retaliated so I had to think fast/
pull out my heat first, he pulled out his heat last/
Now who the fukk you think is livin' to this day?
>Give up the Goods
I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines/
I'm the Quiet Storm nikka who fight rhyme/
P yeah you heard of him but, I ain't concerned with them/
nikka I pop more guns than you holdin them
>Quiet Storm
Ay yo, its hell on earth down here the pavement scorching/
Its molten rock when the Mobb walks in/
shyt get hot like a ill pot of grits spilled on you/
Spit fire with nines but never squealed on you
>Where Ya Heart At
You's a notebook crook, with loose leaf beef/
A backseat criminal that pass the heat/
To somebody that blast the heat/
Man, it sound bad on the pad, what happened in the street?
>Thun and Kicko - Cormega
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
>Keep it Thoro - Prodigy
Open my wings to a new day spread my lungs/
Get laced, jump in the whip, stash the guns/
Twist the key, shifted to D then flee/
Before anything, get the daily dose of choke
>Can't Complain
This nicca really knows how to start a song.
Real rap...It's the P. You posted most of the verses that came to my head
"The saga begins, begets war/
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off"
"Is it ill, does it need to be fixed, the ish is real dun/
stop talking like ya skills don't kill/
Nah, it's just that sometimes I feel like that/
I can write more fouler than the last"
"I used to be in love with this beyotch named E&J,
don't fukk with her no more, now I fukk with Tanquery.."
"Wealth, health and happiness, n!gg@,
keep me from runnin round clappin these n!gg@s"
"My rap taste good in my mouth like Deer Park for ya ears to list-this
You don't want to miss this, dun don't be a statistic,
we make fools outta n!gg@s..
And write ish that certainly'll move ya n!ggas"
Rapmastermind
Superstar
TODAY MAY 21ST WOULD OF BEEN BIGGIE'S 41ST BIRTHDAY. In Honor of this thread here's another great opening bar. The song "Respect" Biggie describes himself before his birth:
Nineteen-seventy somethin', nikka I don't sweat the date
My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
out the skins, in this world of fly girls
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut, what the fukk
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
wild, juvenile rippin' mics and shyt
New York New York, ready for the likes of this, uh
Then came the worst date, May 21st
2:19, that's when my momma water burst
No spouse in the house so she rode for self
to the hospital, to see if she could get a little help
Umbilical cord's wrapped around my neck
I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my first step
I made it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
The doctor looked and said, "He's gonna be a Bad Boy"
Nineteen-seventy somethin', nikka I don't sweat the date
My moms is late so I had to plan my escape
out the skins, in this world of fly girls
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut, what the fukk
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
wild, juvenile rippin' mics and shyt
New York New York, ready for the likes of this, uh
Then came the worst date, May 21st
2:19, that's when my momma water burst
No spouse in the house so she rode for self
to the hospital, to see if she could get a little help
Umbilical cord's wrapped around my neck
I'm seein' my death and I ain't even took my first step
I made it out, I'm bringin' mad joy
The doctor looked and said, "He's gonna be a Bad Boy"
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Fake_AGent
Pro
Id throw in Ghostface Killah
^even the rap lyric sites dont really know what hes saying
Fake_AGent
Pro
Those opening bars on Youre Nobody Till Somebody combined with the beat kicking in though ... 
Jone2three45
Supporter
:trillpimp:
Rapmastermind
Superstar
"Throw gats to guliani, flows tighter than bytches punani, try me die G"
17 years later. Opening bars King.
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JuvenileHell
Veteran
It's a toss up between P and Big for me.
pimpineasy
Superstar
my mom and pop mixed me with that jamaican rum n whiskey .......what a set off uggh