Search results for 'i still write your name in the sand by mac wiseman' Page #5

Ya Slippin'

Boogie Down Productions

By All Means Necessary

1988

'm telling you, write on schedule
Fuck with K-R-S and I'll bury you
Deep in the dirt, or sand with a shovel
No fight, no scurry, or scuffle, just muffle

what
They are and what they is
We still may not be free up in
This piece or treated very equally as
Far as I can see now if you saw what I saw
And see

Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
 while one millions of souls
  sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea

wolf, got lil hungrier now I’m the man 
Write my name in cement and then lay it in sand 
I am that, I am yeah yeah 


I was riding roun’, With my top down

the leaders of the new school
Y'all niggas tryna play by new rules
Your record sales don't mean you nice
Y'all spitting verses y'all ain't write
But that's

New God Flow.1

Ghostface Killah

G.O.O.D. Music: Cruel Summer

2012

signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say

nightmare squared
That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware

I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight
I hold mics while

tank
Batman in a bird cage, birdbrain
Go shawty, it's your birfday
"Danger" isn't my middle name
It's my first name
These pretzels are making me thirs

on the stage (I'm tryna give you some knowledge)
They shrug their shoulders and just walk away (Don't turn your back on me)
Started coming in this game (Came in

Grid Iron Rap

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

Plan span divided, we still stand conquer land
One man'll body slam Def Jam
Focus ya head cam, zoom in, we radio tunin
I know you're listenin so I

what's your name
Said "I go by the name of Lois Lane"
And you could be my boyfriend you surely can
Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman
I said

(in and out, woo, go)

When you in the streets, you know you gotta make a name
I stole a Mustang, drop top, no brain (skrrt)
Police had a nigga

my brain
Still trapped in a box tryna clear my name (yeah, yeah)
Won't go away (yeah, yeah)
I'm afraid (your love)
Your love will blow me away

edge It already knows your name
Can hold your every sorrow And it don’t believe in shame.

You can hear your heart beat standing on the shore.

You’ll be

our shadows entwine
In this synthwave city, your hand in mine
As the night fades into electric blue
In this retro future, I'll be with you



Midnight

the paint
Still smart with your bank 
Put fuel in your tank 
Drive forward daily
Write the truth when it's blank
Dont Observe other ranks
Spaceships

my shoes, made it even worse. I worked in an environment where you're judged by your shoes. You dare not wear scuffed shoes. You dare not wear

expressing pain
Nobody asked why I said it
They all just shit on my name
This never was a fair game
They all just think I’m insane
Forced me to play by your

The streets say I'm the hottest and a nigga still modest
I'm just being honest
Back to the wall, never let 'em get behind us
Mac in my draws fitting right in my

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history

and emptiness,
I kept on driving out to the ocean.
It was raining so hard, I was wet wool caked with sand.
I watched the dunes migrate slowly.

Lost mind in

later tonight
Sex, wanna wet her but maybe depress
Yes, I watch your baby undress
And it don't take much to make me erect
And still I don't know her
Name

In the beginning was The Word and The Word was with God 
Then He came to me and said ni--a get on your job 
You gots to write your way out (no

But still, she stands before me
I cannot make a lie
The maiden in blue is but a friend to the naked eye

I whisper, hello, perhaps thinking wishful
For