Slaimon Khan Shah
SLAIMON KHAN SHAH = SHAOLIN MONK/S OF ISLAAM
No cussing please. Cussing is sinful. We should only say that which is good.
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USSInsiders
Banned
Inshallah, I got bread, challah/
Holla at allah and sing akunamatada, entrada in the casa, endowed wit' something the size of a kielbasa/
Bismillah, taquir and steer clear of these infidels, I'll have infidels sitting in hell my crib's a citadel/
Curses to shaytan and the rest of the jin, no pork, no tattoos, and no drinking gin/
Only prophet I seek is the one named Mohammad, and the only thing I bow down to is his master/
Bismillah ir rahman ir raheem, jab, jab, right cross, hook, that's Kareem
Slaimon Khan Shah
SLAIMON KHAN SHAH = SHAOLIN MONK/S OF ISLAAM
MashAllah. I love seeing Islam in people.
USSInsiders
Banned
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Banned
I expelled the myth as I quelled the fish/
Like a LOCKER ROOM, I threw em in a well covered with bricks/
They tried to escape when they heard the Kendrick's response/
Till I stepped in THE BOOTH and built the whole renaissance/
Then I LEFT the FIELD like Woodstock from Hendrix songs/
Took em to HIGHER LEARNING so they could see their index was wrong/
In THE BATTLE ZONE I rattle bones in THE TUNNEL of the catacombs/
And In THE COLISEUM I fire cannons at pillars till the granites blown/
Like a LOCKER ROOM, I threw em in a well covered with bricks/
They tried to escape when they heard the Kendrick's response/
Till I stepped in THE BOOTH and built the whole renaissance/
Then I LEFT the FIELD like Woodstock from Hendrix songs/
Took em to HIGHER LEARNING so they could see their index was wrong/
In THE BATTLE ZONE I rattle bones in THE TUNNEL of the catacombs/
And In THE COLISEUM I fire cannons at pillars till the granites blown/
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"NOTHING IS RANDOM''
The bass is back my face is jacked
cocaine air, everyday is a new high
dont need drugs to see the blue sky
it took a few times to realize
everythings connected
everythings a blessing
What im stressing is beileve
it aint hard to see that parts of me
is found in you the sound is true
what i dont know is what i should
reading and seeing its called experience
give a fukk about appearence
this is life this is something serious
nothing is random yeah this is my anthem
dont need a beat to say this is happening
The bass is back my face is jacked
cocaine air, everyday is a new high
dont need drugs to see the blue sky
it took a few times to realize
everythings connected
everythings a blessing
What im stressing is beileve
it aint hard to see that parts of me
is found in you the sound is true
what i dont know is what i should
reading and seeing its called experience
give a fukk about appearence
this is life this is something serious
nothing is random yeah this is my anthem
dont need a beat to say this is happening
Scrooges and Bloombergs hating, real versus the fake shyt
Face it they some Central Park joggers
Fraudulent fukking jobbers waiting on Ed Burns to doc it
I do the right thing and the knowledge
All along the 95 corridor
Tweet cluck click chirp shyt…
Just act like you fukking heard
Be a part of the fukking herd
Getting fukked by the Zuckerbergs
Buncha ducks in Duckberg not built for the fukkery
Probably why they ducking me, luckily I’m so plucky
Peep, we pull wings off flies wit chopsticks
Serve em wit fries and gravy on Girard & Broad bytch
Take the Spring Garden exit back to the city of chocolate
DMV dogging em, call it Duck Hunt
You dumb fukks all our artists got orange guns
Magnums leave yall sore c*nts torn up in front of store fronts
Silent weapons for quiet storage wars
Ants versus grasshoppers hope you stored up for storms
Face it they some Central Park joggers
Fraudulent fukking jobbers waiting on Ed Burns to doc it
I do the right thing and the knowledge
All along the 95 corridor
Tweet cluck click chirp shyt…
Just act like you fukking heard
Be a part of the fukking herd
Getting fukked by the Zuckerbergs
Buncha ducks in Duckberg not built for the fukkery
Probably why they ducking me, luckily I’m so plucky
Peep, we pull wings off flies wit chopsticks
Serve em wit fries and gravy on Girard & Broad bytch
Take the Spring Garden exit back to the city of chocolate
DMV dogging em, call it Duck Hunt
You dumb fukks all our artists got orange guns
Magnums leave yall sore c*nts torn up in front of store fronts
Silent weapons for quiet storage wars
Ants versus grasshoppers hope you stored up for storms
Write a short verse, damn need to rehearse
Took ya bytch and threw her in the sack like Kearse
Young writin Titan, but ain't no Tennessee groove
I'm 2 Quik 2 slip, hip to keepin word's smoove
fukk a nikka thinkin that he got some shyt to prove
Slim must got it on his mind he already gon lose
Meanwhile I'm chillin, thinkin of bytches and a cruise
Rem dog in the glass, big blunts, gettin paid like Jews
But this a short like a slut, 15 minutes is up
Need a hot 16, that's 100 up front....
Took ya bytch and threw her in the sack like Kearse
Young writin Titan, but ain't no Tennessee groove
I'm 2 Quik 2 slip, hip to keepin word's smoove
fukk a nikka thinkin that he got some shyt to prove
Slim must got it on his mind he already gon lose
Meanwhile I'm chillin, thinkin of bytches and a cruise
Rem dog in the glass, big blunts, gettin paid like Jews
But this a short like a slut, 15 minutes is up
Need a hot 16, that's 100 up front....
Everyday is a different problem but I been studying so you know I know how to solve them
God don't throw nothing at you that you can't handle
Gotta stay on your toes like a damn sandles
And when they can't stand you, they sit around hating
For you to slip and fall, they sit around waiting
I'm trying to find God, some nikkas found Satan
Your life without God is like the Colts without Peyton
Pippen without Jordan
Stockon without malone
not written when I record it
Not kidding, man I'm fosure that
I'mma be somebody, make a damn difference
Make life changes more than make fans listen
Plug me into your auxiliary opt
And you lying if you saying you ain't feeling me, stop
Make room for the nikkas that really be hot
Cuz I'm trynna feel banks like Hillary's Pops
God don't throw nothing at you that you can't handle
Gotta stay on your toes like a damn sandles
And when they can't stand you, they sit around hating
For you to slip and fall, they sit around waiting
I'm trying to find God, some nikkas found Satan
Your life without God is like the Colts without Peyton
Pippen without Jordan
Stockon without malone
not written when I record it
Not kidding, man I'm fosure that
I'mma be somebody, make a damn difference
Make life changes more than make fans listen
Plug me into your auxiliary opt
And you lying if you saying you ain't feeling me, stop
Make room for the nikkas that really be hot
Cuz I'm trynna feel banks like Hillary's Pops
Life is passin me by - the feelin could not be worse
Insecurities got a nikka scared...
The dealin could not be worse
Fallin into a liquor dwell a nikka felt neva loved
Coke pills weed a nikka done - well... Every drug
But my aunt tellin me to keep my head up i gotta be strong
I need a rock for that n money gotta be long
Turned to God ask him for mercy
Promise him i'll do my best
But the past pullin me back n my
Drug addiction coupled with this bottle do the rest
I fear death gettin closer n closer
If this my life its what God made it be
Tonite Ill get on my knees n ask the lord to break me free
Insecurities got a nikka scared...
The dealin could not be worse
Fallin into a liquor dwell a nikka felt neva loved
Coke pills weed a nikka done - well... Every drug
But my aunt tellin me to keep my head up i gotta be strong
I need a rock for that n money gotta be long
Turned to God ask him for mercy
Promise him i'll do my best
But the past pullin me back n my
Drug addiction coupled with this bottle do the rest
I fear death gettin closer n closer
If this my life its what God made it be
Tonite Ill get on my knees n ask the lord to break me free
post something when i get he chance
Randy Sandchild
Pro
I'm the flyest man you'll ever meet, your bytch gon' stare
When she notice I'm rocking more gold then sisqo's hair
I'm with ya biddy, I'm piping! I think the shyt gon' tear
That's when I point to my dyck, and say your lips go there
When she notice I'm rocking more gold then sisqo's hair
I'm with ya biddy, I'm piping! I think the shyt gon' tear
That's when I point to my dyck, and say your lips go there
HipHopFeeling
Pro
I been spitting, writtens way too good to be heard live
you gotta reverse twice, just like you rehearse lines
...bars so deep, I even got them to turn lifes
like water to turn wine, shine bright on the worst nights...
I'm unforgettable, like fukking for the first time
but I won't get respect until I drop and than my herse rides
I got to change the way I'm rapping, just to make it happen
it's either that, or pass away and face the gates of heaven...
it ain't 'bout passion, to be fashioned, gotta praise the fashion
'cause fame is pressure, to get press you got to raise attention
it ain't bout talent anymore, it's just the state that raps in
fans to lame to get it, it's the lack of brains to tack in
so we changed the path, from basic rap to bass and dancing
my patience testing through this phase and I'm afraid I'm snapping
let me catch my breath, this ain't a sane reaction
'cause the pace is lacking, but we're going in a great direction
you gotta reverse twice, just like you rehearse lines
...bars so deep, I even got them to turn lifes
like water to turn wine, shine bright on the worst nights...
I'm unforgettable, like fukking for the first time
but I won't get respect until I drop and than my herse rides
I got to change the way I'm rapping, just to make it happen
it's either that, or pass away and face the gates of heaven...
it ain't 'bout passion, to be fashioned, gotta praise the fashion
'cause fame is pressure, to get press you got to raise attention
it ain't bout talent anymore, it's just the state that raps in
fans to lame to get it, it's the lack of brains to tack in
so we changed the path, from basic rap to bass and dancing
my patience testing through this phase and I'm afraid I'm snapping
let me catch my breath, this ain't a sane reaction
'cause the pace is lacking, but we're going in a great direction
Uncle Kingpin
No Relation
I heard wilstyles asking for a fight and wanna meet up/
i can get him beat up, from my comfortable recliner with my feet up/
So G'd up, i order hits my shooters dont ask why/
They do what i say, they know what happened to the last guy/
So thats why, i rule out of fear showing no love/
No apologies, except to the Father up above/
i can get him beat up, from my comfortable recliner with my feet up/
So G'd up, i order hits my shooters dont ask why/
They do what i say, they know what happened to the last guy/
So thats why, i rule out of fear showing no love/
No apologies, except to the Father up above/
