E.D.I. Mean
- Thread starter Tha_Wood
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EDI's fucked up a lot of songs..his flow is weird...I dunno.
noble > edi.
I always liked noble and the way he rapped..
There's a song, i cant remember right now, but everyone was on point riding the beat until edi rapped..he fucking ruined the song.
i think one of the lines pac said was like..if you cant stand the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen..
..anyone remember the song? i sure as hell dont.
noble > edi.
I always liked noble and the way he rapped..
There's a song, i cant remember right now, but everyone was on point riding the beat until edi rapped..he fucking ruined the song.
i think one of the lines pac said was like..if you cant stand the heat, get the fuck out the kitchen..
..anyone remember the song? i sure as hell dont.
He fucked up:
Initiated
There U Go
Secretz Of War
All Out
Killuminati
Don't Go 2 Sleep
Made Niggaz.....
So many I can't name em off the top right now. Tha only time I didn't really mind him was when it was all about Dramacydal, Starin' Thru My Rearview, Life As An Outlaw, Good Life, and They Don't Give A Fuck About Us
Initiated
There U Go
Secretz Of War
All Out
Killuminati
Don't Go 2 Sleep
Made Niggaz.....
So many I can't name em off the top right now. Tha only time I didn't really mind him was when it was all about Dramacydal, Starin' Thru My Rearview, Life As An Outlaw, Good Life, and They Don't Give A Fuck About Us
Picture the scenery cause for now you gon' have to imagine
Call me a prophet cause I predicted what's gon' happen
I began the paper, stackin at those
who be paper snatchin, will emerge like crack in the 80's
Baby, maybe, that's if I slip
But I became official since the start of this, Edi Amin
Born July, 7th a few shed eyes
Precious but others gave me they hate, to cherish
But still I made it, a made nigga made by the game
Made for war, my aim is simple and plain
Yeah whether it's 'caine, or these tracks made for your brain
You'll forever know my name, Edi Amin
\edis sick, and uh, he didnt come off as strong as he usually does in some of those songs u mentioned above, but he didnt fuck the song up.
Call me a prophet cause I predicted what's gon' happen
I began the paper, stackin at those
who be paper snatchin, will emerge like crack in the 80's
Baby, maybe, that's if I slip
But I became official since the start of this, Edi Amin
Born July, 7th a few shed eyes
Precious but others gave me they hate, to cherish
But still I made it, a made nigga made by the game
Made for war, my aim is simple and plain
Yeah whether it's 'caine, or these tracks made for your brain
You'll forever know my name, Edi Amin
\edis sick, and uh, he didnt come off as strong as he usually does in some of those songs u mentioned above, but he didnt fuck the song up.
man how do y'all lsitne to music, from the heart, or from the head, if your from the head then u jus look for crayz souunds kool SOUNDING lines, if from the heart then you FEEL the shit, if u listen to edis shit from the head your most likeley to like it less than if u were to listen to it from the heart.
hav u herd , not real, gatz up? pretty much teh whole neeva surrenda or novakane album? he rips that shit UP,
"mus tcollect, from all these fakin muthfuckaz, tis nintey nintey grind and we gonne break you muthafuckaz , all gat up small oens to the big ones, aimin at these hater make sure you fuckin hit one"
"makaveli lives on dont beleive listen"
The dawn comes after the night
And there's a silver lining surrounding every cloudy day
Seems like hard times been a friend of mine I can't shake
Still I rise with a clique of thugs they can't break
Pain mixed with rain and no sunshine
And all we wanted was to be happy just one time
We had no choice, no voice, only our faith in God
And the hunger to hustle and get this paper, Lord
Out in the cold, lost souls, nowhere to go
Hooked up with Jay [Name] then we found a home
See, with y'all on the side the world can be against ya
And they still gon' lose, that's the realer
Feel us, we ain't killers, we just riders for the have-nots
Cause some of us ain't got it all, tucked in a stash spot
Oh yes, we're back, baby, run and tell a friend
Let em witness how we get us through this hell again
Come on
okay if u dont like that shit then your sleeping.
Picture my mission
I'm in it to get it
One nigga yellin' FUCK THE WORLD
Homey that's how I live it
Strapped up
Us against the world
That's how we did it
I'm like fuck 'em
If they don't understand they ain't with us
They ain't in this
We them Outlaw souljahs
They them other niggaz that be rollin wit the row
Ya snitch
Y'all can kill my pride
If ya want it
The shit is in my veins
My blood streams is hunted
How could you not understand a nigga like me
How could you not understand living like a 'G'
It's who you be
I don't know about you
But the shit I'm puttin' down on these beats
Motherfucker it's true
No need to sugar-coat it
Or pussy deep stone it
My shit is so real
That's why the streets want it
Squares don't understand
That's why they hate on it
I'm like FUCK 'EM
They ain't stoppin' my chips
Hell naw niggaaaa \
To all my youngsters out there
Trying to burn something
Will you pay attention a minute
You might learn something
'Cause look
All they want to do is lock you up and make some dough off you
And when your ass finally die
They'll find a hole for you
I know it ain't no love
It seem cold to you
But yous a soldier
Got to keep your goals close to you
'Cause 25 with an L ain't closer junior
Now in society
You're labeled as a loser junior
2 times at that
So close to your 3rd
Only 22 now what the fuck you gonna do
Convicted felons
They don't get no work
We all know that
Now you forced to draw back
You seen the cycle
They don't call it the system for nothing
Systematic ways to get you to your grave
But you heard it before
You ain't gonna listen to Edi
You gonna have to go through it
But please believe me
Ain't no glory in pain
A soldier story in vain
You niggas gobbled by the game
Aint no glory in pain
A soldier story in vain
You niggas gobbled up by the mutha fuckin game
please guys, he rips up the majority of tracks, but i guess thas jus my heart man, i guess a lot of y'all dont understand.
"mus tcollect, from all these fakin muthfuckaz, tis nintey nintey grind and we gonne break you muthafuckaz , all gat up small oens to the big ones, aimin at these hater make sure you fuckin hit one"
"makaveli lives on dont beleive listen"
The dawn comes after the night
And there's a silver lining surrounding every cloudy day
Seems like hard times been a friend of mine I can't shake
Still I rise with a clique of thugs they can't break
Pain mixed with rain and no sunshine
And all we wanted was to be happy just one time
We had no choice, no voice, only our faith in God
And the hunger to hustle and get this paper, Lord
Out in the cold, lost souls, nowhere to go
Hooked up with Jay [Name] then we found a home
See, with y'all on the side the world can be against ya
And they still gon' lose, that's the realer
Feel us, we ain't killers, we just riders for the have-nots
Cause some of us ain't got it all, tucked in a stash spot
Oh yes, we're back, baby, run and tell a friend
Let em witness how we get us through this hell again
Come on
okay if u dont like that shit then your sleeping.
Picture my mission
I'm in it to get it
One nigga yellin' FUCK THE WORLD
Homey that's how I live it
Strapped up
Us against the world
That's how we did it
I'm like fuck 'em
If they don't understand they ain't with us
They ain't in this
We them Outlaw souljahs
They them other niggaz that be rollin wit the row
Ya snitch
Y'all can kill my pride
If ya want it
The shit is in my veins
My blood streams is hunted
How could you not understand a nigga like me
How could you not understand living like a 'G'
It's who you be
I don't know about you
But the shit I'm puttin' down on these beats
Motherfucker it's true
No need to sugar-coat it
Or pussy deep stone it
My shit is so real
That's why the streets want it
Squares don't understand
That's why they hate on it
I'm like FUCK 'EM
They ain't stoppin' my chips
Hell naw niggaaaa \
To all my youngsters out there
Trying to burn something
Will you pay attention a minute
You might learn something
'Cause look
All they want to do is lock you up and make some dough off you
And when your ass finally die
They'll find a hole for you
I know it ain't no love
It seem cold to you
But yous a soldier
Got to keep your goals close to you
'Cause 25 with an L ain't closer junior
Now in society
You're labeled as a loser junior
2 times at that
So close to your 3rd
Only 22 now what the fuck you gonna do
Convicted felons
They don't get no work
We all know that
Now you forced to draw back
You seen the cycle
They don't call it the system for nothing
Systematic ways to get you to your grave
But you heard it before
You ain't gonna listen to Edi
You gonna have to go through it
But please believe me
Ain't no glory in pain
A soldier story in vain
You niggas gobbled by the game
Aint no glory in pain
A soldier story in vain
You niggas gobbled up by the mutha fuckin game
please guys, he rips up the majority of tracks, but i guess thas jus my heart man, i guess a lot of y'all dont understand.
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