songs where Wayne shows his technical ability?

[cmotany]

On the capitol only key to survive is kill
If the elements don't murder you the riders will for real
And niggaz know I go hard to the fullest
Get involved and I got em playin dodgeball with bullets
Yeah, I got the sawed off fully in the Sean John hoody
Get fucked you play pus-sy
Ha! We hit em up while they lookin
And them body shots hurt
But the head shots took him
Damn! And if the red dot spot em then the hollow head got em
Knock his top to his bottom jack!
Yeah! You see we grind from the bottom just to make it to the bottom
At the very bottom of the map
Lilweeziana piranas everywhere you at
You got to wear a extra condom and a extra gat
Ya bitch can get it for actin like a man
And niggaz in Pakistan are packin like ya man
I back hand ya man on command
In front of niggaz he cool wit them boyz on fan
I'm on hot I adjust in different climates
Duckin the animal keepers on runnin wit my primates
You ain't did it till you done it like in five states
Weezy hustle no blubber I put on weight
And in the drought I go on a diet and stretch more
Lose all that weight leave a nigga wit stretch marks
You don't even come up to a nigga chest pa' sub par
What the fuck they play it in the club for
Real shit I'm duckin bombs from a drug war
No religion but the cops swear that I'm a drug lord
Father forgive em for they know not who they pushin Lord
Father forgive me if I have to send em to ya Lord
I'm just tryin dodge the shots they send to the God
They ridin up highway to heaven blvd. (Fuck em)
Damn! Them niggaz pussy and jive not even in a eye exam they ain't lookin for I
The A and the K will make ya face crook to the side
Now when you smilin everybody got to look from the side
Cause when you wildin you ain't lookin you just lookin high
And when we hungry you look like pie
Sweet potato ass nigga you lemon merengue apple custard
Cherry jelly don't make me get the biscuit busta Yea!
What up Gizzle you my distant brother
Real shit nigga same father different mother
I skip the frontin and stick to keepin it trill
You not know me fa nothin other I'm somethin other
Than people you feel I'm deeper for real I'm deeper than skillz
My speeches can kill Rest in peace


(Lil Wayne verse)
You sleep in the field for tryin the dude
I'll bust ya head to the meat turn ya mind to food
Food for thought think I ain't lyin to you
I lie his body in grease set fire to em
I tie his body in sheets put the tires to em
Make em feel the Escalade put his feet in the blaades
Damn! I'm the heat in the blaze
And niggaz keep they ways when I'm in the streets wit Blake What!
My nigga hungry he'll eat the plate
And if I ask the homeboy'll eat ya face Yea!
And though he got me you can ask I'm like a pool table..I keep the eight (laughing)
My side pocket side ways
When I pop it leave a nigga sideways for five days
Birdman talk to em



(Lil Wayne verse)
Check my swagg I travel like sound dawg
You play hard in the gravel like ground dawg
I'm underground call me ground hog
Lay down laws call em the ground law
Dont confuse me wit the law naw
But just confuse me wit my paw because I am the Birdman J.R
I ain't trippin nigga I play the corner like Ripken nigga
Wit the forty cal Ripken nigga rip a nigga
Flip ya vehicle split ya windsheild
Hack ya baby moma but I'll let the kid live
And people say that I am a kid still
Cause the lil nigga still ride on big wheels
You feelin animal then come on and get killed
This hit peel bandanas like bananas
Say I'm slight bananas I blow a weekend in Havana
In my cabana wit my bottom bitch from Savannah
Man a train could'nt stop ya man
I man up and you not a man
I stand up say I got my land
I'm the man of my land call it Lilweeziana... Thats the new plan

[lilwayne-carter]

I’m scared of me, me versus me, I need a referee
Need weaponry, especially if the treasury in jeopardy
Fuck deputies, big letter B, need equity, need credit cleaned
To trafficking from peddling like everything from amphetamines to medicine
These niggas sweeter than nectarines and grenadine

[WeEeEeEzZzZyYy]

I’m scared of me, me versus me, I need a referee
Need weaponry, especially if the treasury in jeopardy
Fuck deputies, big letter B, need equity, need credit cleaned
To trafficking from peddling like everything from amphetamines to medicine
These niggas sweeter than nectarines and grenadine

so dope

[OllyCarterz]

[Verse 1]
Tell me somethin' I don't know
I'm flexin' on 'em like torsos
These niggas slippin' like bar soap
These niggas listenin', use Morse code
Boy a nigga sippin' like hoarse throat
Excuse me
These niggas talkin' that beef shit
We'll check into it like the room cheap
And all we sell is the greatest feelin' on Earth
They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork
Ain't got nothing left to prove unless I got to prove it in court
Live fast die young and leave a beautiful corpse, yes Lord
My nigga order like twenty bricks, I sent five bricks with four chicks
Ridin' with these guns that's carpoolin', bought extra clips when I dove in
Miss Snow white we snowed in, nigga miss me with that whole shit
Kill all rats, I toast to that, and watch everybody I toast with
Kill everybody you close with, Just don’t stick your nose in
My bullshit cause I close it like a clothespin
The people that I rolls with will leave holes in what you drove in
If anyone in that car live, you tell that nigga I owe him
Yeah, I got my mind right, and my money right, my head on my shoulder
And my eyesight a lil' blurry but it stand on my quota
And we find out moms address and your head get mailed over
Nigga you make that bed you lay in that bed
Or get that bitch made over
Tunechi


[Verse 2]
Tell me something I don’t know, I’ll tell you something I do know
Like money drugs bitches guns, niggas call me mucho
Got witches all in my broom closet, got little killers in Chuco
We’ll find out your business hours and pop up like new toast
Like danger taste like glucose, my shadow don’t get too close
To that new nigga with my old hoes, kudos
For my niggas on Rikers Island back there playing Uno
Getting swole like Popeye for niggas walking around like Bruno
I’m in the bed with a duo, laid up like two points
A.K to your face, knock half off like coupons
Too cool for school but I sold cool points to school boys
Tell the cops we don’t name drop that's like dropping newborns
Nigga you crazy

[Verse 3]
Like where the fuck did my heart go, and show me something I haven’t seen
And give me what help Martin sleep, on the same night he had a dream
And take me to where I’ve never been, but not to where I’ll never be
And I ain’t never scared but I’m scared of me, me versus me I need a referee
Need weaponry, especially if the treasury in jeopardy
Fuck deputies big letter B, need equity, need credit cleaned
To trafficking from peddling like everything from amphetamines to medicine
These niggas sweeter than Nectarines and Grenadine


[Verse 4]
Tell me something I don’t know, like what happened to hard coke
You can call me Eddy cause I stay ready, my family call me Eduardo
I’m music to these bitches ears I hit that ass like the wrong note
My bitch bad with corn rows with boots on in farm clothes
You can find me prancing in the finest mansion with the finest dancer with a height advantage
She want cocaine pills and weed, liquor and dick she gotta micro manage
I'm just eating rappers they go nice in salads with some diced up carrots
I just like a challenge, psychopathic, so psychopathic
Nigga give me credit... on my balanceLil Tunechi
(And I bump my head when I stand up)

[DaFinest]

more, of the money I get, I got that
yeah, like a pot in the pan I rock that
yeah, I sit back tell my bus driver where to go
I'm Finished

[YMCMB357]

more, of the money I get, I got that
yeah, like a pot in the pan I rock that
yeah, I sit back tell my bus driver where to go
I'm Finished

Are you serious ?

[Slik]

Gudda Gudda & Lil Wayne - Demolition Freestyle Part 2 - YouTube

[Theonlydjorkaeff]

I'm so glad you guys recognise the brilliance that is Krazy..

[A$AP YAMS]

Tunechi, bitch, on my future shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a crucifix, I wake up crank and turn into a lunatic
Then shoot my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to kill
These pussy niggas shooting bricks, I'm too for real
Your head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a iPod
My bitch mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She said soon as these niggas hear your new shit
They going have to give they styles back
I said "you too cray", she said "you too humble"
I said "you too bae", she said "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go both ways
She say "they do say love is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm gon' die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just serving these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these streets since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just stirring the grease
That bitch you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you murdered this week
Like that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I screech, trigga smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm unique
Did my time in Cash Money, time served and released
But this agent ain't free, word, that's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my expertise
They like "Tunechi, you good," I'm like "bob yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, don't question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock back and shoot at ya fleas
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you heard
You a dead parakeet
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gonna need lube for this
Cause' I'mma stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and shit
From up here everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like socks
These niggas softer than, these niggas softer then nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you only live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you fight crime
I'm from a place where the high crime rate like Iran
We put yo ass on nightline, I'm on the grass like a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' like I'm sipping cyanide while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she said "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't apologize for shit cause' you the shit
And we know Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"

[YM Salute]

Tunechi, bitch, on my future shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a crucifix, I wake up crank and turn into a lunatic
Then shoot my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to kill
These pussy niggas shooting bricks, I'm too for real
Your head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a iPod
My bitch mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She said soon as these niggas hear your new shit
They going have to give they styles back
I said "you too cray", she said "you too humble"
I said "you too bae", she said "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go both ways
She say "they do say love is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm gon' die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm just serving these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these streets since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm just stirring the grease
That bitch you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you murdered this week
Like that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I screech, trigga smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm unique
Did my time in Cash Money, time served and released
But this agent ain't free, word, that's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that shit is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my expertise
They like "Tunechi, you good," I'm like "bob yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, don't question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock back and shoot at ya fleas
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you heard
You a dead parakeet
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gonna need lube for this
Cause' I'mma stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and shit
From up here everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like socks
These niggas softer than, these niggas softer then nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you only live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you fight crime
I'm from a place where the high crime rate like Iran
We put yo ass on nightline, I'm on the grass like a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' like I'm sipping cyanide while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she said "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't apologize for shit cause' you the shit
And we know Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"

That whole blue section was wild

[Theonlydjorkaeff]

The whole of shit was just insane rhyme schemes, nice multis, nice stacks and krazy flow

God it's good to have lyrical Wayne back.

[freakjasp]

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