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R.A. the Rugged Man - Lessons
Lessons lyrics by R.A. The Rugged Man
[Sadat X] 'R-A what's the lesson for today Rugged Man'
[Sadat X] 'I am the legendary..R-A'
[Verse 1]
Yo aiiyo people wonderin' where the fuck I been
At the VIP section they ain't lettin' me in
They say; maybe if you had Dr. Dre or Timbaland
They say; a white boy need a black boy to win
Uhh Bubba Sparxx did it and so did Slim
Just Blaze is hot now why don't you get with him
I watch mad rappers bite my shit and blow up
And make millions of what I created, that's tough luck
I first started gettin' coverage around the same time
Steve Stout used to carry kid and placed luggage
I seen rappers turned from sex symbols in hard throbs
To bein forgotten now they out lookin' for jobs
I seen EPMD break up
I seen my little brother Max fall asleep and he ain't never wake up
So when I rhyme listen, seriously
When I spit I'm givin' you the truth clearly who I really be
It's an audio version of reality TV
I had deals from Russell Simmonds to Master P
Even five year old white girls be rappin' today
On the playground like 'go shorty it's ya birthday' (Go, go, go..)
'Here's a little story I got ta tell'
'I am the legendary'
'R-A' 'Rugged Man'
[Verse 2]
Yo yo yo I seen good days sun rays church sundays
Made love made war been rich been poor
Lost friends lost hoods lost my dough
Seen beef between Bad Boy and Death Row
I seen deceased take the life for my sisters kid
Six months on the earth is what he had to live
I seen Biggie Big L Big Pun pass away
Buffy from the Fat Boys, Jam Master Jay
I mumple 'fore they blew up with Mystikal and Jay-Z
The Neptunes came to see me at D & D
I knew this chick named Norah a lounge singer
R.A. The Rugged Man Lessons lyrics found on http://www.lyricsoncall.com/lyrics/ra-the-rugged-man/lessons-lyrics.html
A year later she a six Grammy award winner
I seen flatliners I seen cannabisses
I seen Lil Zane see I seen mad misses
You ran through that ten percent disses
I seen A & R's get fired for takin' pisses
Stop whinin' the fuck nobody listens
Who else riskin' they career they stick to be indifferent
Switchin' the tradition stickin' to this shit they really livin'
I don't care what's hittin
Listen this is my fuckin' life that I'm spittin
'Here's a little story I got ta tell'
'I am the legendary'
'R-A' 'Rugged Man'
[Verse 3]
I made peace with myself now how bout that
I hated life I wanted to die a few years back
I was mentally ill it's hard to come back from that
But I got through it now I got my sanity back
Y'all are like H-B-O fighters get the money and fame
Get beat up like Klitschko and Sugar Shane
Or get beat like Vernon Forrest or Prince Naseem
And you all turn pussy when you get that green
I got love for Havoc from Mobb Deep
When I was broke sleepin' in the street
He hooked me up with a free beat
Alchemist you still my little buddy
Althought you stole that Royce the 5'9 +The King+ beat from me
I ain't down to sign autographs and shake ya hands
I don't want trendy ass followers as fans
I don't wanna sell records, I don't wanna be big
I don't want MTV runnin' up in my crib
I don't wanna be light in the music biz
I don't want fans that don't know who G Rap is
'Here's a little story I got ta tell'
'I am the legendary'
'R-A' 'Rugged Man'
'Here's a little story I got ta tell'
'I am the legendary'
'R-A' 'Rugged Man'
Vinnie Paz "Nosebleed" Feat. RA. the Rugged Man and Amalie Bruun
[Verse 1: RA The Rugged Man]
Ruin your idol, I'm glued to the Bible and my rifle, losing your title
Instead of shooting you're suing for libel
Everybody hate me cause I stay true to the facts
The Ku Klux Klan hate me more than Jews and the Blacks
Yeah, you over for certain, you can pray to whoever
Jehovah, Buddha, Allah, Jesus, Mother Mary the Virgin
Is it the violence that the TV taught us?
I grew up worshipping Charles Bronson, John Rambo, and Chuck Norris
Pazienza the Pazmanian Damien rabid ?
Cracking your cranium, I'm macking mahogany at the Palladium
I'm Bruce Leroy, you Eddie Arkadian
I got the gat and the black (?) I'm waterboarding like Dick Cheney
And yo back at the first day of my birth
The moment I was born I was condemned by the Catholic Church
Warsaw battling the streets we inhabited
I'm sugar like Ray Robinson, you ain't even sacred
Leaving you staggering making an impact
New York, we created this rap
This a blatant attack, East Coast we taking it back, c'mon
[Chorus]
Life is love, death, pain
Hate ? nothing to gain
Life is love, death, pain
Hate ? nothing to gain
[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
I'm letting this motherfuckers live, it was truly compassion
I'm brutally bashing cause I'm steadily losing my passion
Tell Louie to stab em or to shoot em with two different Magnums
I'm usually packing carry hawks like I'm Julian Jackson
I'll rob em for Gucci, I'm a thief, these are Lucifer's actions
I'm a provider, I'm a messiah, Jesus' assassin
I don't think it's anybody living truly could match this
I slaughter Buddha through the computer, Medusa's companion
A lot of rappers wanna beef with the lion
Ain't too many people that's as fucking lethal as I am
I feast em and fry em, Vinnie so at peace with the violence
I exercise absolute power, peace to the tyrants
I'm old school like ? and eating in silence
You new school like faggot rappers competing for prizes
I'mma send you to the afterlife speak to Osiris
And when he ask you why you there tell him the lethalest virus
[Chorus]
Diabolic feat. Immortal Technique - Frontlines (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)
My lions live inside a box like Jumanji
Sikh niggaz that'll stab you up like Indira Gandhi
So never desecrate the space on which I meditate...
My thoughts rip through tank-armored metalplates
And start to resenate to the spot
...where Moses caused the sea to seperate
The place that the Prophet Muhammad started to levitate
The exact moment that Jesus rose dead awake
And Siddhartha became the Buddha that regenerates
Heiruspecs - Pay to Play
They say its just money
And money don't own you
But next you need money
Finances control you
Easy to hate money
The bank never owes you ...
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Thursday, September 30, 2010
Jedi Mind Tricks & RA The Rugged Man - Uncommon Valor (MUSIC VIDEO) HD
TRUE STORY !!
multisyllabic rhyme at its best ...
[Verse 2 - R.A. The Rugged Man]
True story...
Call me Thorburn, John H. Staff Sergeant, Marksman
Skilling, killing, illing
I'm able and willing
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage your village
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam shit
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing
Sex, gambling and boozin', all the shit is amusing
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't want to go home, where I'm just a ordinary human being
Special OP, Huey chopper gun ship, run shit
Gook run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss, kill shit
Spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Victor Charlie, hit trigger, hit it
I'm in it to win it, get it
The lieutenant hinted the villain, I've ended up killing
I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons, a secret mission we about to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines bullets is spraying
It's heating up, a hundred degrees
The enemies the North-Vietnamese, bitch please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told be at ease.
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we about to hit some trees
till the rotor broke, crash land, American man
Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearing black pajamas
They want to harm us
They all up on us
Bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flying, loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestins
Pray to the one above, It's raining and I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood
I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights
Blacks, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must have died, then I woke up, suprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back
But ain't escape Agent Orange, two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegia, micro cephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it they had it
My son died he ain't live, but I still try to think positive
Cause in life, God take, God give
multisyllabic rhyme at its best ...
[Verse 2 - R.A. The Rugged Man]
True story...
Call me Thorburn, John H. Staff Sergeant, Marksman
Skilling, killing, illing
I'm able and willing
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage your village
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam shit
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing
Sex, gambling and boozin', all the shit is amusing
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't want to go home, where I'm just a ordinary human being
Special OP, Huey chopper gun ship, run shit
Gook run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss, kill shit
Spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Victor Charlie, hit trigger, hit it
I'm in it to win it, get it
The lieutenant hinted the villain, I've ended up killing
I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons, a secret mission we about to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines bullets is spraying
It's heating up, a hundred degrees
The enemies the North-Vietnamese, bitch please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told be at ease.
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we about to hit some trees
till the rotor broke, crash land, American man
Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearing black pajamas
They want to harm us
They all up on us
Bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flying, loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestins
Pray to the one above, It's raining and I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood
I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights
Blacks, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must have died, then I woke up, suprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back
But ain't escape Agent Orange, two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegia, micro cephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it they had it
My son died he ain't live, but I still try to think positive
Cause in life, God take, God give
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Mars ILL- Fade To Black
[Verse 1: manCHILD]
I push my pen past the breaking point, the point of no return
Past the pointed fingers, past the point at which you learn
Past ideas and perceptions, past lies and deception
Pass my life around the room to try to make the right connections
My obsession is this; past cash, past crime
Past beats, past rhymes, past life and past time
After time, time is money, time out, timing is everything
Your mind's my forty acres, on these fertile plains I'm settling
I'm steadily gold medaling in peddling what's the truth
Point my finger to the heavens and grip the heart to break it loose
I'd bear my soul to save the youth and place myself upon the altar
Make this world a better place both for my wife and for my daughters
And that's a hard lesson to learn, because mankind's so unkind
Like political prisoners who threaten the agenda of One Time
One rhyme can't change the world, so make no mistake
And that's just my point.yeah, that's the point I'm trying to make
[Hook]
One rhyme can't change the world, but sill I'll never back down
Speak my peace on microphones and fade into the blackground
What's wrong has prospered too long, it's time to take it back now
Write what's right upon walls and fade into the blackground
[Verse 2: Sintaxtheterrific]
Sintax the backlit shadow box backdrop
Silouette of the sunset across the concrete blacktop
Bet He's more brilliant and beautiful than we thought
Burn fame on the fingers of flame from sunspot
Then bask in the black where the spotlight's not
Mic rock late at night so nobody can watch
Some serve in daylight, Christ taught behind the scenes
So I caught his sunstream with the sea of the unseen
Humility sunscreen, I thank God for anonymity
My geneology is a forest of family trees
More branches than a bank, thank you's to pass around
Put gratitude on paper, extend my words like verbal pounds
Remember my past like people in small towns
Regard simple truth and profound, then write 'em down
I've found I like to watch autumn leaves just fade to brown
They turn without a sound, I'd like to fade into the blackground
Then drown the well renowned, pound my pride until it backs down
Clown myself just so that Yahweh can abound
Soul Heir the manCHILD and Sintaxtheterrific
We ripped it for a lifetime, but we'll vanish in an instant
Blink once and you missed it
[Hook]
What's wrong has prospered too long, it's time to take it back now
Write what's right upon walls and fade into the blackground
One rhyme can't change the world but still I'll never back down
Speak my peace on microphones and fade into the blackground.
[Verse 3: manCHILD]
I build this lifeline in the nighttime, hide my presence in this place
Anonymity's a witch, but I've grown acccustomed to her face
And it's broken, camouflage my emotions, chosen token
Spoken to those cold and frozen and watched new life awoken
Got that close to closing notion, overdosing on the ocean
No one knows this unsung hero, the dirt that makes the tree grow
But it's all right, I'm a peace in the puzzle like Bill Cartwright
Programmed to command the mic with deepspace5 all night
I'm the fly on the wall who's watching each and every bar fight
I'm the brick wall backdrop that's decorated in the starlight
Mars ILL, we do battle deep in the belly of the beast
And as the b-boy backspins, we be the cardboard that's beneath
See this wedding of art and science and let's all live and grow together
I'll choose to keep the memories and you can choose to buy the records
Maybe make that life better, leave that soul no longer vacant
And let the prejudice skeptics keep warm with blanket statements
With patience I set my paces on city streets of Atlanta
While my people being slandered by that false propaganda
Got answers, got questions, gotta teach and learn lessons
ManCHILD spits one rhyme and it tastes like sunshine
Holy, divine design, peace to the nines worldwide
Play my part to perfection and softly fade into the B-side
[Hook]
One rhyme can't change the world, but still I'll never back down
Speak my peace on microphones and fade into the blackground
What's wrong has prospered too long, it's time to take it back now
Write what's right upon walls and fade into the blackground
Refuse to be pimped into a record label's cash cow
Speak what's real upon reels and fade into the blackground
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Auditorium - Mos Def - Slick Rick 2009
[Mos Def:]
Peace
Peace peace peace peace peace peace power
Uh
Mind liberator
Def operator
Rock your data
Amazin flavor
Yo, the way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still
Things are so passionate times are so real
Sometimes I try to chill mellow down blow a smoke
Smile on my face but it's really no joke
You feel it in the street where people grieve without hope
They goin through the motions
They dimmin down the focus
The focus gets cleared and the light turn sharp
And the eyes grow teary the mind grow weary
I speak it so clearly somtime y'all don't hear me
I push it passed the base no relations gotta feel me
I feel it in my bones black I'm so wide awake
That I'm hardly ever sleep my flow forever deep
And there's volumes and scriptures when I breathe on a beat
My presence speak volumes before I say a word
I'm everywhere penthouse pavement or curb
Cradle to the grave
Tall cathedral of a shell
Universal ghetto life
Holla black you know it well
Quiet storm
Vital form
Pen push the brighter cause
Mind is a vital force
High level writer course
Soul is the lion's roar
Voice is the siren
I swing round
Ring out and
Bring down the tyrant
Chop a small ax and knock a giant lopsided
The world is so dangerous there's no need for frightened
Suckers tryin to hide like the struggle won't find em
And then some bus buddha cloud that clearly remind em
A: Where penthouse playmen occur
Cradle to the grave
Tall cathedral of a shell
Universal ghetto life
Holla black you know it well
What it is
You know they know
What it is
We know y'all know
What it is
Ecstatic
There it is!
What it is
You know we know
What it is
They knew ya'll know
What it is
You 'on't know? here it is!
What it is
You know we know
What it is
They know y'all know
What it is
You 'on't know
Here it is
Ecstatic
Mmm punto mmm punto
Peace power
Fantasttic
Original
And always on time and rockin your mind
[The Ruler:]
Sit and come relax riddle of the mac
It's the patch I'm a soldier in the middle of iraq
We'll say about noonish comin out the whip and
Lookin at me curious
A young iraqi kid
Carryin laundry
What's wrong g, hungry?
No, give me my oil get *$#@ out of my country!
And in arabian barkin other stuff til his mom's come grab him
And they walk off in a rush
Distrust
Feelin like I pissed on a wound
I'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon, bye!
Buyin apples I'm breakin on
Brook you take everything why not just take it down... black master
I don't understand it
On another planet?
50 month of this stuff
How I'm gonna manage?
And increasing the sentiment
Gentleman getting down on their middle eastern instruments!
Realize trap in this crowd, uh huh
Walk over peeped one of my fabulous raps
Lodi dodi
Arab pure drop it well which they glad wrap
Now they can consider like an Elvis of Baghdad
What it is?
Peace
Peace peace peace peace peace peace power
Uh
Mind liberator
Def operator
Rock your data
Amazin flavor
Yo, the way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still
Things are so passionate times are so real
Sometimes I try to chill mellow down blow a smoke
Smile on my face but it's really no joke
You feel it in the street where people grieve without hope
They goin through the motions
They dimmin down the focus
The focus gets cleared and the light turn sharp
And the eyes grow teary the mind grow weary
I speak it so clearly somtime y'all don't hear me
I push it passed the base no relations gotta feel me
I feel it in my bones black I'm so wide awake
That I'm hardly ever sleep my flow forever deep
And there's volumes and scriptures when I breathe on a beat
My presence speak volumes before I say a word
I'm everywhere penthouse pavement or curb
Cradle to the grave
Tall cathedral of a shell
Universal ghetto life
Holla black you know it well
Quiet storm
Vital form
Pen push the brighter cause
Mind is a vital force
High level writer course
Soul is the lion's roar
Voice is the siren
I swing round
Ring out and
Bring down the tyrant
Chop a small ax and knock a giant lopsided
The world is so dangerous there's no need for frightened
Suckers tryin to hide like the struggle won't find em
And then some bus buddha cloud that clearly remind em
A: Where penthouse playmen occur
Cradle to the grave
Tall cathedral of a shell
Universal ghetto life
Holla black you know it well
What it is
You know they know
What it is
We know y'all know
What it is
Ecstatic
There it is!
What it is
You know we know
What it is
They knew ya'll know
What it is
You 'on't know? here it is!
What it is
You know we know
What it is
They know y'all know
What it is
You 'on't know
Here it is
Ecstatic
Mmm punto mmm punto
Peace power
Fantasttic
Original
And always on time and rockin your mind
[The Ruler:]
Sit and come relax riddle of the mac
It's the patch I'm a soldier in the middle of iraq
We'll say about noonish comin out the whip and
Lookin at me curious
A young iraqi kid
Carryin laundry
What's wrong g, hungry?
No, give me my oil get *$#@ out of my country!
And in arabian barkin other stuff til his mom's come grab him
And they walk off in a rush
Distrust
Feelin like I pissed on a wound
I'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon, bye!
Buyin apples I'm breakin on
Brook you take everything why not just take it down... black master
I don't understand it
On another planet?
50 month of this stuff
How I'm gonna manage?
And increasing the sentiment
Gentleman getting down on their middle eastern instruments!
Realize trap in this crowd, uh huh
Walk over peeped one of my fabulous raps
Lodi dodi
Arab pure drop it well which they glad wrap
Now they can consider like an Elvis of Baghdad
What it is?
Mr. J. Medeiros - "Holding On" (Official Video)
this video is 1 of the most creative i've ever seen!
Monday, September 27, 2010
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