Top 10 Jay-Z featured verses

10. Missy Elliot – One Minute Man Remix: He DISSED the woman he ended up marrying! LOL The irony of this verse’s existence is what puts it over the top for me. And besides that, the verse was very ill indeed.

“I’m not trying to give you love an affection. I’m trying to give you sixty seconds of perfection.”

9. Beyonce – Crazy In Love: Of all of his collaborations with his wife, this verse stands out the most because of the as-always cockiness. The rhyme schemes are sick, point blank.

“Ever since I made the change over platinum, the game’s been a wrap. One”

8. Rick Ross – Free Mason: Jay (momentarily smh) shut down the ridiculously jumbled rumors of him being affiliated with Freemasons, devil worshippers, and other retarded conspiracy nonsense.

“Bitch, I said I was amazing, not that I’m a Mason. It’s amazing that I made it through the maze that I was in.

7. Memphis Bleek – Is That Your Chick?: The subliminals at Nas and/or Biggie were just the icing on the cake. You know Jay is blacking out on a song when he spits more than one verse on someone else’s song. The rapid fire flow was so nice that he even outshone Twista, which is 99% impossible.

“How foul is she? And You wifed her. Shit, I put the rubber on tighter.”

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lets say you went into a coma in 2001 and woke up in 2011

what would you think about todays hip hop since you been away.
i would think: your’e  telling me that hype man from hot boyz is the biggest rapper out now.

 What’s swag?

 when did niggas like circus music????

Theres a black preisdent now? music must of changed.

So we rockin skinny jeans wit chains connected to our wallets now*

what is the stanky leg?
sumbody go get that Detox album and let me hear it.
Cash Money only consist of Lil Wayne now, and he’s the hottest thing in rap?

Damn this nigga Puffy is STILL a factor in Hip Hop!

Fat Joe is skinny now?

The fat kid off of Onyx song ‘React’ was actually running rap for awhile and ruined Ja Rules career?

Houston was on top of the Hip Hop scene and the Ghetto Boyz werent involved?

Atlanta and Miami are the new Black Mecca’s?

The dude from Nickelodeon married Mariah Carey?

3-6 Mafia is only 2 niggas now? And they won a Oscar, WTF!!??

wtf happened to jay after the blueprint?!

wtf happened to dmx?!

who the fuck is this game guy name droppin dre every couple of lines?!

rocafella broke up?

how many fuckin rappers died?! 

so we jockin the white boys style & swag we used to clown on back in the day now???…niggaz really think the hangover is a good movie???…i thought ya’ll hated napoleon dynamite…chicks is dykes now but you have a 10 year old son when you was callin tyrone??..niggaz wear their little sisters clothes now and try to hopscotch betetter than they did now??..that’s wassup..niggaz have a mr.t haircut now??…enjoy his hairline too…the lakers and celtics are rivals again.???…lakers still winnin…niggaz wearin levi jeans again???..wears your jheri curls/high top fade,new jack swing,lunch box cell phone,la gear sneakers,kangol hat,boom box,dookie gold chains,crack rocks talking about i got it made???…tyler perry is the only black director now??..outkast don’t make albums no more??….niggaz rock hollister???..NIGGAZ ROCK HOLLISTER???…SERIOUSLY THO…NIGGAZ ROCK HOLLISTER!!!!AND RAP ABOUT HAS BEEN POP STARS AND SOUP???…WHITE PEOPLE ARE TAKING OVER RAP NOW????

A. Lincoln and J.F. Kennedy


  • Both presidents had 7 letters in their last name.
  • Both were over 6′ feet tall.
  • Both men studied law.
  • Both seemed to have lazy eye muscles, which would sometimes cause one to deviate.
  • Both suffered from genetic diseases. It is suspected that Lincoln had Marfan’s disease, and Kennedy suffered from Addison’s disease.
  • Both served in the military. Lincoln was a scout captain in the Black Hawk War, and Kennedy served as a navy lieutenant in World War II.
  • Both were boat captains. Lincoln was a skipper for the Talisman, a Mississippi River boat, and Kennedy was skipper of the PT 109.
  • Both had no fear of their mortality and disdained bodyguards.
  • Both often stated how easy it would be to shoot the president. Lincoln supposedly said, “If somebody wants to take my life, there is nothing I can do to prevent it.” Kennedy supposedly said “If somebody wants to shoot me from a window with a rifle, nobody can stop it.” Note that both these quotes are each 16 words long.


  • Both presidents were shot in the head, on a Friday.
  • Both were seated beside their wives when shot. Neither Mrs. Lincoln nor Mrs. Kennedy was injured. Both wives held the bullet-torn heads of their husbands.
  • In each case, the man was injured but not fatally. Major Henry Rathbone was slashed by a knife, and Governor John Connolly was shot.
  • Lincoln sat in Box 7 at Ford’s Theatre. Kennedy rode in car 7 in the Dallas motorcade.
  • Lincoln was shot at Ford’s Theatre. Kennedy was shot in a Ford product, a Lincoln limousine.
  • Mrs. Kennedy insisted that her husband’s funeral mirror Lincoln’s as closely as possible.
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max minelli – california dreams-mixtape download


rap poets

Eminem Ft. Jay-Z and Nas

beh!nd the curta!n

!llmind gives you his Top 5 reasons to put your money up and cop his new album.]

1. Beats By !ll

The first reason I think people out there should cop it is just because it’s an album of straight, pure beats. There aren’t too many instrumental albums out right now being released on an indie or a major level. I think the game kind of needed a project like this. It needed an album of spaced out beats without taking the focus off anything else but the producer. It’s just a way to give an appreciation toward the production side of hip-hop. So that’s the first reason.

2. Extended Play

The second reason you should pick it up is because it’s something different. It’s not your usual instrumental album. I’ve included the stems to each track on this album, which hasn’t been done before. Basically, in addition to buying the album, you’re getting each instrument in .wav format of each beat. So you get all the drums, the snares, the kicks, all the piano sounds and some of the breaks that I use. You get all that individually in audio format when you purchase the album.

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the mind of dreydnero



Homeboy Sandman Talks Writing Methods, New Subject Matter In Rap

Listening to a Homeboy Sandman verse makes Rap songwriting fun again. The Ski Beatz-produced, “Yeah, But I Can Rhyme Though” , from his The Good Sun album releasing tomorrow on Fat Beats/High Water Music serves as an example. The DXnext alum’s delivery is a circus of flow, cadence, content and character. HBS’ third official release and first label-backed project calls to mind the versatility and range of albums such as Mos Def’s Black On Both Sides and J-Live‘s The Best Part. In a year filled with Recession rap and darker subject matters, this release is unique simply for sounding happy.

Earlier this month, HipHopDX asked Homeboy Sandman about his writing methods, particularly when the tempo of his flow appears to have the acceleration of a Japanese sports car. “When it comes to editing, I do a lot of outlining in my head,” answered the Queens emcee. “By the time the pen hits the paper, once I write something down, it’s very seldom I go back and cross it out. It’s because I think things through at length before anything hits the pad. Before I start writing, I’m thinking about technical stuff, like what the tempo is going to be. I always say I start with the melody first. So is this going to be something where a rhyme is really intricate, where I’m going to have line after line with seven out of 10 words rhyming with the next seven out of 10 words in the next line? Or is it going to be something with just the end of the bars rhyme, something that’s not going to be as dense.”

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blown away

hear here >> tech n9ne – blown away

I know y’all don’t see me on TV
Or hear me on the radio
But you industry brats
Better check Billboard and Pollstar
Before y’all get to cryin
About who get seniority at these shows
Especially when compared to me
Y’all aint shit on stage
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow ’em all away (I blow ’em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow ’em all away, Hey

The gig is over, The gig is over (Bitty bye-bye)
The gig is over, The gig is over (When A play)
The kid is older and gettin colder (Many fly by)
But his will hold ya, So listen closer to (A-A)-R-O-N
They dissin and twistin my name
Because Aaron is scarin these glitz spittin pricks in the game
Hit with this gift, Everybody get a whiff of this script and it’s pain
Gotta talk about the people with a attitude
Hiss me and slipped in my lane
I’ve been wreckin crowds for a long second now
Got ’em guessin how Tech is blessed
And yes, The best in-town rep
On the real, I keep it trill
And when I spit, I aint spillin about my million
It’s the feelin that you get with this underground headliner
Mainstream ignored a bro
And they be petty, So jealousy is sure to show
But they rich and got more to blow
And everything’s affordable
But they gotta go before me
Because their stage show is horrible

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holy are you

For those who find it hard to believe, and it is
Why they call me the God MC, the lyricist
Trace this down to the roots from Genesis
The world wonder, I’m still standing like pyramids
Design so vivid, every brick it got a story to tell
My rhyme flow different like a hieroglyphic
Mind prolific, infinite, like mathematic
The first language, now add that, and add graphics (Go ‘head)
Then go let the blocks know it’s the gospel
Life’s new manual, so watch close
The new Michaelangelo and Pablo Picasso
Prepared to show you the cosmos and rock flows
Even my lyrical metaphysical
What this’ll do is help you get to your spiritual pinnacle
You find your mind too far-fetched for it to fathom
I bring the darkness to the light, split the atom
It’s like watching the big bang theory emerge
I take titles, bond them to reveal new words
They want a clear view
From the farthest and the darkest corners of the universe
To a corner near you
A pharaoh in ghetto apparel, stay blinged up
Fort Knox display, a modern day King Tut
Wrapped tight, rap like I’ve been preserved in time
Spit the holy water, then touch it and turn it to wine
It’s the God

Holy are you
Holy are you
There is no God but you (I am, I am the Alpha and Omega)
There is no God but you
Praised be the Lord

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  • behind da barz

    --------the chemicals R identical, we're one & the same / with 7 letters in all 3 of my government names / walked on water, nah, neither did jesus / its a parable to make followers & readers believers--------i gave her my honorable discharge & she took it like a soldier--------what's a black beetle anyway, a fuckin roach-------she told the director she tryna get in a school-he said "take them glasses off and get in the pool"---------what ya'll call swag to me is faggotry-------my outfit so disrespectful / u go 'head n sneeze let my presence bless u--------its quite amazing that u rhyme like u do / & how u shine like u grew up in a shrine in peru-------its hard fuckin with niggaz u hope u can trust / ure a fool if ure main bitch is easy to fuck--------beyond the walls of intelligence life is divine / i think of crime when im in a new york state of mind - ------THE WAY SOME ACT IN RAP IS KINDA WACK / IT LACKS CREATIVITY & INTELLIGENCE / BUT THEY DON'T CARE BECAUSE THEIR COMPANY IS SELLING IT / ITS MY PHILOSOPHY ON THE INDUSTRY--------From days I wasn't "Abel/able", there was always "Cain/caine-------know how to leave anything in 30 seconds / when you feel the heat coming & flee with the murder weapon--------ayo my silent moments' loud as the crack of thunder / my hunger like the crocodile that attacked the hunter-------i'm something between platinum & flop, underground & mainstream / conscious, backpack, scratch dat; same thing---------this phiscal year im'a stay hot, buzzin / wit dudes that help me shoot like a-rod's cousin-------i fight chicks who bite dicks / give 'em lock-jaw then make 'em fight pits ------all we see is terrorism on telievision ------i'm da illest nigga alive watch me prove it / i'll snatch your crown with your head still attatched to it ------slap your face till your head ache your neck break / the next day slash your throat thru the neckbrace ------ I'm ahead of the game, ahead of these lames / I'm a head case, the head nurse gets me better with brain ------ure now dealin with da kid who heat-holds & reloads / like god gave him a gta ammunition cheat-code ------once upon a time i used to grind all night / with dat coke residue that was ipod white ------ --i took trips with so much shit in the whip / that if the cops pulled us over the dogs would get sick (sniff) ------ i put my lifetime in between the paper's lines / i'm da quiet storm nigga who fight rhyme ------brain cells are lit ideas start to hit / next the formation of words dat fit / at da table i sit making it legit / when my pen hits da paper...aah shit -------i save money while u spendin ure doe / i must stash like da hair between your lip & your nose ------age don't count in the booth / when your flow stayed submerged in the fountain of youth -------when i'm writing i'm trapped in between the lines / i escape when i finish da rhyme - ------if we can't eat together then u aint my mans / so when u see me in da streets dont shake my hand- -----money is da root of all evil / dats why u always gotta now where u stand with your people--------i can show u how to gamble your money, handle a gun / & be a family man & go home to your sun- -------black diamonds in my jesus-piece / MY GOD-------its like da ball be over the plate & they dont call it a strike- ------i'm a gangsta & a gentleman, show you both sides of the coin / knife at your throat-gun at your groin- --------my testimonial be "death to a phony mc / you wanna impress me, show me a ki--------lord knows what homey would do if i showed him da 9 / a one-eyed man is king in the land of the blind--------on da road to riches & diamond rings / in the land of the blind a man with one eye is the king--------you lack the minerals & vitamins, iron & the niacin--------stares get exchanged then the 5th come out / the tough guy disappears then the bitch come out--------if you got a bith you dont argue with dat bitch / you dont listen to dat bitch all you do is fuck dat bitch-------know da bitch b4 you call yourself lovin it / nogga wit a benz fuckin it------went from $20Gs for blow to $30gs a show / to orgies wit hoes i never seen befo'-------i'm intelectual; passed more essays / than police motorcade parades thru east l.a.-------DEAD IN THE MIDDLE OF LITTLE ITALY LITTLE DID WE KNOW / WE RIDDLED SOME MIDDLE-MAN WHO DIDN'T DO DIDDLY-------visualizing the realism of life in actuality / fuck who's da baddest; a person's status depends on salary-------mechanical movement, understandable smooth shit / that murderers move with-the thief's theme--------DEEP LIKE "THE SHINING" SPARKLE LIKE A DIAMOND / SNEAK AN UZI ON DA ISLAND IN MY ARMY JACKET LINING / HIT THE EARTH LIKE A COMET - INVASION / NAS IS LIKE THE AFRO-CENTRIC ASIAN; ½ MAN, ½ AMAZING-------& why certainly i'm squirtin / bust a nut then get up & wipe my dick on your curtain-------walk by your casket & spit in your face--------i know how to get my peers off me / make 'em cry & die from high blood-pressure cuz tears are salty-------i'm not trying to give you love & affection / i'm tryna give you 60 seconds of erection / then im'a give you cab fare & directions / get your independent ass outta here - question?---------black cat is bad luck; bad guys wear black / must've been a white guy who started all that--------either you're slinging crack-rocks or you got a wicked jumpshot--------all us blacks got is sports & entertainment--------2 many athletes, actors & rappers / but not enough niggaz at nasa - ------why did bush knock down the towers?--------I REACT LIKE MIKE / ANY ONE TY-SON, JOR-DAN, JACK-SON / action, pack gunz, ridiculous--------all the teachers couldn't reach me & my mom couldn't beat me / hard enough to make up for my pop not seeing me---------kings from queens, from queens comes kings / we're raising hell like a class when the lunch bell rings---------excuse me miss, can i give you a minute? / may i buy you a glass of ice with liquor in it?--------what goes around comes around i figure / now we got white kids calling themselves nigga / the tables turn as the crosses burn...---------YOU LOVE TO HEAR THE STORY AGAIN & AGAIN / OF HOW IT ALL GOT STARTED WAY BACK WHEN--------i guess they got a grudge cause i won't budge / playin tough, staring down the judge with my hands cuffed---------A CHILD IS BORN WITH NO STATE OF MIND / BLIND TO THE WAYS OF MANKIND--------who shot biggie smalls? if we don't get them they gon' get us all / i'm down to run up pn them crackers in their city hall----------its kinda hard to be optimistic / when your homey is laying dead in a casket----------they say the blacker the berry; the sweeter the juice / i say the darker the flesh; then the deeper the roots---------i took your breath away then we'd perform cpr---------there's no real way it can be explained / i guess its just the way i smile when i hear your name--------CASH RULES EVERYTHING AROUND ME / C.R.E.A.M. GET THE MONEY, DOLLAR DOLLAR BILL Y'AAAAALL------------see I’m a poet to some, a regular modern day shakespeare / jesus christ the king of these latter day saints here / To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me as / a monger of hate and satan a scatter-brained atheist--------i remember marvin gaye used to sing to me / he had me feeling like black was the thing to be------------this be that put-you-out-your-misery song / that makes you ask your man 'is this the joint he's dissin me on?'---------foul all your life now ure 90 / on ure death bed u regret being grimey---------INDUSTRY RULE #4080, RECORD COMPANY PEOPLE ARE SHAAADYYYY / so kids watch your back cause i think they smoke crack---------society's a weak excuse for a man-----------planet earth my place of birth / born to be the sole controller of the universe---------the mic had my prints, on on it was a body---------a squealer tells, but the dealer still sells---------some young male put in jail / lawyer so good his bail was on sale----------i'm just takin a piss......unless you're gonna do it----------fuck street clothes, we thug it out in tuxedos / stomp niggaz with hard bottoms in casinos--------people higher up have the lowest self-esteem / & the prettiest people do the ugliest things-----------IF YOU ADMIRE SOMEONE YOU SHOULD GO 'HEAD & TELL 'EM / PEOPLE NEVER GET THE ROSES WHILE THEY CAN STILL SMELL 'EM-----------goddamn, what a nigga gotta do to make a million / without the fbi catching feelings--------i got a story to tell / in these streets we got drugs & guns for sale---------we keep the nine tucked chop dimes up rap about it / wild out fuck niggaz up laugh about it---------- read between tha lines of ya eyes and ya brows / ya handshake aint matchin ya smile---------what the fuck i rap for? to push a fuckin rav-4?-------fuck all the glamour & glitz, i plan to get rich / i'm from new york & never was a fan of the knicks----------the white boy blossomed after dre endorsed him / his flow on renegade-fuckin awesome...applaud him-------before i start you know i gotta / pay homage & respects to afrika bambaata---------DRUGS IS THE KEY TO SUCCESS / MONEY IS THE KEY TO SEX------i pimped my crib so i must exhibit------- I - WILL - NOT - LOSE !
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