Crazy Verse: Ghostface – Rainy Dayz

The way Ghost comes in is just perfect. The verse is vivid visions.

The war is on, yo
On rainy days I sit back and count ways on
How to get rich son
, show and prove, ask my bitch
Stood up late nights, build with my a-alikes
We can pull a heist, snatch ice, or rock mics
But this rap shit, got me wanna clack back the latch
How it goes the only pesos made from scratch
But in due time, soon to get mine like Bugsy
Heavy on the wrist, Polo Moc, Socks and Rugby’s

Old flicks remind me of Gucci’s
Back in Union Square when little Maxmil, blast Pierre
That was Build Build, fast forward, ninety-four

Who got the bad base? Filthiest fiends scream for more
Bless me out of state, howdy Jake, Starks is back
Niggas want work, 9 brought back off a g-pack
Coke rocks flood the co-ops living gossip
Them big lip niggas singing to cops need to box it
Stop it, the projects overflooded with slow leaks
The fiends get, new faces get wrapped in sheets
I gotta get mine, like my old Earth, bless the cheese line
Sipping on fine wine, the power of the blacks refined
(Rainy days) Divine
Waiting on these royalties takes too long
It’s like waiting on babies
, it makes me want to slay thee
But that’s ungodly, so yo God, pardon me
I need it real quick,
the dough flow like penmanship
Meat heads get pistol-whipped, I blow spots like horse shit
So now talk shit, nigga what?

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Eptimode of Life: Dizzy Wright

Some verses just capture a personal feeling that you can relate to almost 100%, a true epitome of my life.

[Verse 2]

Now I’m thinkin’ in reality (what you thinking)

Actually, I was thinkin’ ’bout stability

I watched my single mother’s feet hurt for years

Just to barely pay the bills –

I don’t know, that shit’s killin’ me

But I don’t wanna live like that

Mama, I don’t wanna see you live like that

I told my little brothers we can build a new life

For the ones that gave us life, we can give that back

I know we tend to hold grudges

I can’t control it, I’m unfolding the emotion that I’m holdin’

Hope the way I saw it ain’t the way I won’t approach it

I’m just focused on the better me, this rap shit is my pedigree (its all i got)

Lately I’ve been feelin’ life testin’ me

She say she down, and she say she wanna ride

Release the need to please or be validated by eyes

In disguise, I’m just focused on what makes me come alive

(what makes me come alive)

I’ve learned not to take nothin’ personal

Bad environments have been my disadvantage

Not tryna be accepted, it stepped me out of my box

And now these niggas watch me like I got all of the answers

(got all of the answers)

But this is what I’ve built for myself

Realistic, always had to keep it real with myself

So when they talk, and it’s negative or it’s false

We channel out the negative thoughts without any help

 

Crazy Verse: Meyhem Lauren

Just a fly verse with impressive wordplay.

Suicidal doors, bipolar necklaces
Army suit matchin’ this coupe ’cause we perfectionists
Three’s basic, forty-five colors on the Coogi
You see me but you never knew me, somethin’ like a failed father
Up in Saks bustin’ down racks
We out in Bal Harbour, certified
Looking like I’m powerin’ appliance
Beefin’ over money that can sour an alliance
Infused EVOO, sitting in the cabinet
Used to hold the work under the whip using a magnet
Outfits, controversial like I’m Russell Westbrook
Code name Lorraine, ’bout to hit you with a left hook
And fuck these old niggas actin’ like they made us
We superceded everything they did so now they hate us
Take a look at my life, ’cause I’m historical
You the type to compliment a Rolly at the urinal
I’m the type to look up continents and then explore a few
Splash Disaronno in the coffee
This watch is costly, I tell the time with your salary
Every Gucci hoodie that’s out, you couldn’t style with me
Creamed spinach, vintage, tinted but still shine through
Easy ‘fore we up in the spot, I might blind you