Freestyle Friday: Drake vs. Kanye vs. Wayne vs. Eminem

” Noooowww
This song is dedicated to the one wit the suit
Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sittin on top they roofs
Hurricane Katrina, we shoulda called it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
Then they tellin y’all lies on the news
The white people smiling like everythin cool
But I know people that died in that pool
I know people that died in them schools
Now what is the survivor to do?
Got to no trailer, you gotta move
Now it’s on to Texas and to (Geeoorrggiiaa)
They tell you what they want, show you what they want you to see
But they don’t let you know what’s really goin on
Make it look like a lotta stealin goin on
Boy them cops is killas in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain’t no thief, I’m just tryin to eat
Man fuck the police and president (Geeoorrrggiiaa) Bush
So what happened to the leverage, why wasn’t they steady
Why wasn’t they able to control this?
I know some fok’ that live by the lever
that keep on tellin me they heard this, stole this
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965, I ain’t too young to know this
That was President Johnson now
but it’s president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush ”

-Lil Wayne, “Georgia Bush”

I’ve perfected my craft using [? ].
Tryna make some cheese off a single is a process.
GET IT? !
Craft. single. cheese. process.

DRAKE THE PRESENTATION

“I’m cancerous, so when I diss you wouldnt wanna answer this
If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus
I strangled you to death then I’ll choke you again
Then break your fuckin legs till your bones poke through your skin
You beef wit me, I’ma even the score equally
Take you on jerry springer, and beat yer ass legally
I get you blunted off of funny home grown
Cause when I smoke out I hit the trees harder than Sonny Bono
(Ohh no!) So if I said I never did drugs
That would mean I lie AND get fucked more than the President does
Hillary Clinton tried to slap me and call me a pervert
I ripped her fuckin tonsils out and fed her sherbet (bitch)
My nerves hurt, and lately I’m on edge
Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blond dreads (Fuck you!)
Every girl I ever went out wit is gone lez
Follow me and do exactly what the song says:
smoke weed, take pills, drop outta school, kill people and drink
And jump behind the wheel like it was still legal
I’m dumb enough to walk in a store and steal
So I’m dumb enough to ask for a date with Lauryn Hill
Some people only see that I’m white, ignorin skill
Cause I stand out like a green hat with a orange bill
But I don’t get pissed, y’all don’t even see through the mist
How the fuck can I be white, I don’t even exist
I get a clean shave, bathe, go to a rave
Die from an overdose and dig myself up out of my grave
My middle finger won’t go down, how do I wave?
And this is how I’m supposed to teach kids how to behave?”

-Eminem, Role Model, The Slim Shady LP

I used to like lil wayne and this was one of my favorite verses from him.

Weezy bad
Na really I’m good
Sound like a T-Rex live under my hood
betta know the tech live under my seat
put ya in tha ground
now you live under my feet
all white diamonds on the front of my teeth
and you better put O in front of my G
the bullshit they talkin doesn’t come to my knee
Im like a linebacker don’t run it by me
my two best friends will accompany me
and right now they are in my dungarees sleep
one name Mack one name Nina
they hit ya make ya do the Macarenna
where ya tool
you gonna need it like a motherfucker
and i am so New Orleans like a motherfucker
its young money and we eattin get ya own suppa
make me go off to the trunk and get da bonecrusher

Lil Wayne – Zoom (Boom) Freestyle

Sorry I had to do that

KANYE WEST
“jesus walks”

To the hustlers, killers, murderers, drug dealers even us cripples
(Jesus walks with them)
To the victims of Welfare for we living in hell here hell yeah
(Jesus walks with them)
Now hear ye hear ye want to see Thee more clearly
I know he hear me when my feet get weary
Cause we’re the almost nearly extinct
We rappers are role models we rap we don’t think
I ain’t here to argue about his facial features, But here to convert atheists into believers
I’m just trying to say the way school need teachers
The way Kathie Lee needed Regis that’s the way I need Jesus
So here go my single dog radio needs this
They say you can rap about anything except for Jesus
That means guns, sex, lies, video tapes
But if I talk about God my record won’t get played Huh?
Well let this take away from my spins
Which will probably take away from my ends
Then I hope this take away from my sins
And bring the day that I’m dreaming about
Next time I’m in the club everybody screaming out

“AND YOU SAY YOU GOT THEM HOES BUT THEY NEVER COMING ROUND” (ho – a shovel thats not round but flat)

Drake-overdose

EMINEM and ROYCE DA 5’9″
“scary movies”

The one man on the planet that’ll drive off of the Grand Canyon
Hop out of a Grand Am and land in it handstandin
Any man plannin to battle will get snatched out of his clothes
so fast it’ll look like an invisible man standin
I’m headed for Hell, I’d rather be dead or in jail
Bill Clinton, hit this, and you better inhale
Cause any MC that chooses to go against me
is gettin takin advantage of like Monica Lewinksy (Leave me alone!)
Came home in a frenzy, pushin a ten speed
Screamin to Aunt Peg (AUNT PEG!!!!)
with three spokes stickin out of my pant leg
Fuck a headache, give me a migraine
Damnit I like pain (AHH!)
and you should be anywhere that A MIC AIN’T
You rap knowin you wack
You act up and I’m throwin you down a flight of steps
then I’m throwin you back up em
If they don’t like the track, fuck em
The rap struck em harder then gettin hit by a Mack truck
and then backed up on
And any half-assed known rapper to trespass
better be ready for the second Celebrity Deathmatch (Ding! Ding!)
So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly (Hurry up man!)
I’m sicker than a Tupac dedication to Biggie
I’m free-fallin feet first out of a damn tree
to stampede your chest till you can’t breathe
And when I’m down to my last breath
I’ma climb the Empire State Building and get to the last step
and still have half left

EMINEM and ROYCE 5’9″
“scary movies”

The one man on the planet that’ll drive off of the Grand Canyon
Hop out of a Grand Am and land in it handstandin
Any man plannin to battle will get snatched out of his clothes
So fast it’ll look like an invisible man standin
I’m headed for Hell, I’d rather be dead or in jail
Bill Clinton, hit this, and you better inhale
Cause any MC that chooses to go against me
Is gettin takin advantage of like Monica Lewinksy (Leave me alone!)
Came home in a frenzy, pushin a ten speed
Screamin to Aunt Peg (AUNT PEG!!!!)
With three spokes stickin out of my pant leg
Fuck a headache, give me a migraine
Damnit I like pain (AHH!)
And you should be anywhere that I might gain
You rap knowin you wack
You act up and I’m throwin you down a flight of steps
Then I’m throwin you back up em
If they don’t like the track, fuck em
The rap struck em harder then gettin hit by a Mack truck
And then backed up on
And any half-assed known rapper to trespass
Better be ready for the second Celebrity Deathmatch (Ding! Ding!)
So tell the medic to bring the medication and quickly (Hurry up man!)
I’m sicker than a Tupac dedication to Biggie
I’m free-fallin feet first out of a damn tree
To stampede your chest till you can’t breathe
And when I’m down to my last breath
I’ma climb the Empire State Building and get to the last step
And still laugh half bent

” safe sex is great sex so please use a latex cause u don’t want that late text that i think im late text” (shes pregnant)

lil wayne- lollipop remix

Since I’m in a position
To talk to these kids
And they listen
I ain’t no politician
But I’ll kick it
With ‘em a minute
‘Cause see they
Call me a menace
And if the shoe fits
I’ll wear it
But if it don’t
Then y’all will
Swallow the truth
Grin and bear it
Now who’s these
King of these rude
Ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title
Put the youth in hysterics
Usin’ his music to steer it
Sharin’ his views
And his merits
But there’s
A huge interference
They’re sayin’
You shouldn’t hear it
Maybe it’s hatred I spew
Maybe it’s food
For the spirit
Maybe it’s beautiful music
I made for you
To just cherish
But I’m debated disputed hated
And viewed in America
As a motherf***in’ drug addict
Like you didn’t experiment?
Now now, that’s when
You start to stare at
Who’s in the mirror
And see yourself
As a kid again
And you get embarrased
And I got nothin’ to do
But make you look
Stupid as parents
You f***in’ do-gooders
Too bad you couldn’t
Do good at marriage
(Ha ha)
And do you
Have any clue
What I had to do
To get here?
I don’t think you do
So stay tuned and
Keep your ears
Glued to the stereo
‘Cause here we go
He’s
(Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga)
And I’m the sinister
Mr. Kiss-My-As*
It’s just the

im sorry guys just had to put the hov killer up there

Well I do pop pills, I keep my tube socks filled
and pop the same shit that got Tupac killed
Spit game to these hoes, like a soap opera episode
and punch a bitch in the nose, til her whole face explodes
There’s three things I hate: girls, women and bitches
I’m that vicious to walk up, and drop-kick midgets
They call me Boogie Night, the stalker that walks awkward
Stick figure, with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg
Comin through the airport, sluggish, walkin on crutches
Hit a fuckin [pregnant chick] in her [stomach] with luggage
It’s like a dream I can’t snap out, I black out, and back out
I’m lookin for someone “of” to beat the crap “out”
I’m bringin you rap singers two middle fingers
I flip you off in French, then translate in English
Then I’ma vanish off the face of the planet and come back
speakin so much Spanish, Pun can’t even understand it

Eminem on Missy Elliot’s “Bussa Ryhme”

This song isn’t for you, it’s for me, a true MC
It’s what it do just to see if he still has it
And if his skills mastered,
He’s able to spill raps long after his killed, that’s a real MC
Got you feelin’ me, whether willing or unwillingly
You still agree, as long as there’s still this hunger and will in me
Then expect a longer life expectancy
I’d be a savage beast if I ain’t have this outlet to salvage me inside
I’d be exploding soaked in self loathing an mourning
So I’m warning you, don’t coax me
It’s silly, I’m really a sheep in wolf’s clothing
Who only reacts when he gets pushed, don’t be fooled
The press blows up this whole thing, it’s stupid
They don’t know cause they don’t see that I’m wounded
All they did was ballooned it
I’m sick of talkin’ ’bout these tattoos cartoon did
That’s why I tuned it out, I’m sick of dukin’
An they can suck my dick while I’m pukin’, an you too, you can

Your grill’s glistenin’
Spent a hundred thousand on mine to feel different
What’s the real sense of it?
Bling bling, I know
And did you know I’m the creator of the term
I just straightened the perm
Aint let it sit too long, they just makin it burn
And make a movie of our lifestyle
But they earn like a dead body burned on a mantlepiece
That’s why I try not to lie on wax like this candle grease
And I be’s the little nigga
Cooler than anti-freeze defrost on your window pane – Lil Wayne
But in Hollywood it’s Litt-le Wayne
Don’t make me nut
So that’s why I got a pre-nup
I do

Outkast- Hollywood Divorce (feat. Lil Wayne & Snoop Dogg)