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ICMAG Songs of MJ Thread

swampdank

swampdank

Pull my finger
Veteran
Yeah! Yeah! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
Lord have mercy, when we love herbalistic, ah
This ones very enthusiastic because the world
say dem want it, ices and freezes
them plant it and them chant it
Well..

[Chorus: Bounty Killer]
Smell the weed until me eyez a dem bleed
If I can't get the chronic, have a kill a lead
At last all de skunk, and smoke everybody trees
and many weed because we all gon' freeze, police
Smell the weed and nah swarm me like bees
Dem nah get the stinkin trouble, leaf fortify the seed
Wealthy for the weed, dem have a personal greed
At last all the skunk gon' get me dem pleased

[Bounty Killer]
I ask, who gonna be my sponser?
Set up this argument, said they must legalize ganja
Believe a know me ask yet me nah get a me answer
The government she gon' risk and legalize cancer
I heard, give ya mouth bad boy dere
Son hold dem self a legalize, less nah the quota
Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com
Jamaica was brand as the land of ganja
Ya all ya colts a leave a Colombia

[Chorus]

[Masta Killa]
Wu-Tang sound control America
One operator, one selector
Wu-Tang sound control America
One operator, one selector

Those unaware would not knowledge the square
I linger in the air like smoke, but I'm there
Hard to di-tect yourself
When you can't see clear through the rapid feed
Them call a weed? Original ganja plant, dem bare seed
The aroma, got my callin my collect, I need a donor
to lace me with pounds from Arizona
The elusive, Bounty and the Masta exclusive
Many entertainer want the chance to bust
but it's only with the Gods I trust, do I puff?
Burnin bush from in front hoe, lampin on the Bay of Montego
to a far wind, bringin wallabee Clark's to the starvin
There's no escapin the soundclash
Gun fire shot, I make it hot as sunsplash
 
swampdank

swampdank

Pull my finger
Veteran
Channel Live "Mad Izm"

Channel Live "Mad Izm"

[KRS]
The episode starts when I walk down the block kid
Reach in my poc-ket, yo where's my knot, it
follows me into the spot, compellin
Go check the dread and yes he's herb sellin
A punani gate, I'm a potential felon
Izm is smellin, like I ain't even tellin
Channel one two, I'm smashin the law
Channel three, I make a run to the store
Channel four leave the store with the Phillie cause I...
spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live

[Hakim]
Wake up in the mornin got the yearnin for herb
which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs
And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kickin
Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the pickin
So listen to the izm as it talks non-stop
Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai
Now the high, starts to settle
Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal

[KRS]
I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei
When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik
Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n
I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin
My style is untangible, like a wild animal
Check the label as it goes round it's on Capitol
That's what I'm smackin you with cause it's easy
Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy
Switch me, mix me, somebody get me
Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby
Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty
Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky

[Tuffy]
Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism
My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism
So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringin
hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots
and culture, my intellect will insult ya
Finish off your dead mind like a vulture
I gotta get mine, get a grip
Cause there's all these weak rappers steady makin hits, FUCK THAT!
But ninety-four I bring the skills back
So listen now I'm doin what I want to do and sparkin mad izm

[scratched x8:] "All we do is spark mad izm"

[Tuffy]
I come with notions, deeper than the ocean
Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion
The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm
Check it how I rock it in a cipher
Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah
(Yo yo yo yo-yo, pass that lighter)
Counterclockwise, I rise like the sun
Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun
Shootin out the mental mist
How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit??

[KRS]
His shit is counterfeit cause he's motherfuckin phony
Come into the jam try to front like he know me
Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin
Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin
New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle
Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single
Now, let me introduce you to the one
The Channel Live indo this loosens you up
Goin through the channels of the remote control
Flickin through the frequencies of your soul

[Hakim]
Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded
Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated
But I flip a style like I flip a channel
Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules
Cause hip-hop's been runningthrough my veins ever since
So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent
Representing tormenting MC's craniums
Till they can't flow why cause I'm drainin em
Don't mean to be blunt but don't front
I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doin what I want
To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen
Dissin wack MC's and sparking up mad izm
 
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