TJ Supa Radio Supa Show w/ Pengame Part B

TJ Supa Live From The Fortress w/ Special Guest Michigan emcee Pengame Classic

Cohosted by Kimberly Draughan

Transcript

SPEAKER_07 0:05

You know we need to talk. Pick up your phone, I done call 30 times. You tryna ignore me acting tough. I know you somewhere crying. Give me inspiration. Think about you when I write my rhymes. If she got diamonds all over her body, then you know she mine. You ain't gotta say a word. I know you feel my presence. Plus that error is off. She got her BBL in heaven. How you gon' up and leave a gangster, man? You got me stressing. Ain't no movin' on, you mama stabbage. I crashed the wedding. 21, 21, 21.

SPEAKER_34 0:32

We gotta have this conversation. The only problem is communicated. If we don't do this, then we might not make it. See, I wanna start growing, tryna be complacent. So far upon in the same room. I still lay and all you feel. I can see it from your mind. Things are just not the same. I can do the changes. That's where we gotta talk, and we gotta ASAP, ASAP, ASAP. We both messed up and we weigh off track. A safety, ASAP, Ace, don't cry like that. ASAP. That's where we gotta go, baby. Hit me ASAP.

SPEAKER_07 1:36

We get into it, you bring up the past, like I don't buy you presents. I put my blood, sweat, tears, and feelings inside of a message. I wanna play 2K, you start to complain, you sound neglecting. You want all my time and attention, baby, but you don't respect me. Gotta communicate, cause life too short, we gettin' old on her. She wants me to pull up, pull up, take her home and put on, tuna, twin on. I know the bed get boring sometimes. We can go on the sofa. She called me Batman. She knows that I her ass is joking.

SPEAKER_34 2:01

I knew I was wrong, bringing up the pants. But how did you expect a minute? Oh I don't know. If we wanna make it last. So far abroad in the same room. I so line up your feet. I can see it's fill your minds. Things are just not the same. That's why we gotta talk and we gotta ace up. We both messed up and we're way off track. Say we gotta talk, baby, he may say change of heart, I felt different at first.

SPEAKER_31 3:30

Lot of pain, lot of hurt, but still could have been worse. In a big city in pole position when you reverse, she had the new convertible, the little moody verse. Down payment on the cost, you love and on a purse, go to work. For whatever she said, whatever worse. Unemployed early in the story, I was starting off. Had the full focus before I couldn't afford a car. Now she finna throw it like she do it for Automar. Meeting with some ministers of kings, I was not off. Haven't seen the kingdom as royal as my daughters are. I'm all falling for the fake news, man. I'm logging off. They send shots while we spin blocks in a armor car. Now they want the tea, cause it's piping hot. Life gave me limits, made an honor, palmer on the rocks. I feel like all a sports nigga. Contract terminator on the spot. They wanna back and forth, I'd rather not. Easy airbags when I'm crashing out. They gon' hate it with a passion now. I love it. Man, how to change your heart. I felt different at first. Lot of pain, lot of hurt, but still could have been worse, man. It still could have been worse. In the big city in pole position when you reverse, she had the new convertible, the little goose diverse. Down payment on the cost of your love and on a purse. Go to work or whatever she said, whatever works, works. Whatever works, works. Whatever works, works. Whatever works, works. Whatever works, works. Whatever works, works, whatever works, works, whatever works, works, whatever works, works.

SPEAKER_12 5:53

I love to break. I love to move away from that.

SPEAKER_16 6:37

I've been buying any. And then they can Yeah man.

SPEAKER_14 7:25

So I'm uh hanging out with this little chicken head right now. She starts telling me about how much money I got.

SPEAKER_46 7:29

Stop out my pocket.

SPEAKER_14 7:31

About this deal and that deal, you know. All up in mind. I ain't got time.

SPEAKER_46 7:39

Stop down my pocket.

SPEAKER_14 7:40

I'm a hundred million dollar dupe. With this gin and juice, play another eight figures. You can add it up till you get mad enough. Swing, swing, bat it up. I ain't had enough. I'm on it, don't own it. Death row records, yeah. I own it. I got grip to get what you eat don't make me shoot.

SPEAKER_46 7:57

Stop down my pocket.

SPEAKER_14 8:03

It's crazy, man. Why you in mind?

SPEAKER_46 8:07

Stop down my pockets.

SPEAKER_14 8:10

I mean, we got everything moving now. Death row games, death row pictures, death row cannabis.

SPEAKER_46 8:16

Stop down my pocket.

SPEAKER_14 8:18

Yeah, it's a death row takeover. Yeah. Quit watch your minds.

SPEAKER_46 8:25

Stop down my pocket.

SPEAKER_14 8:28

See, cause I ain't got nothing for you.

SPEAKER_46 8:34

Stop down my pocket. Stop down my pocket.

SPEAKER_40 9:22

Maybe I'm saying, This is one of those moments. Let's go. Minx in Miami, sure they know that I'm a winner. Kill my little man, so you know I gotta get him. Losing all my homies, gotta be living with regrets. Blood, sweating tears, tell me get up out of yet. Look into the eyes of a mother boss. Struggle growing up, I refuse to take a loss. Get into the money and I hope it lasts forever. Lonely at the top, but life couldn't be better. Jad in New Orleans mansion in the French quarter. All my jewels on me like the legend Rich Porter. Pretty boy swag with a Rick Ross aura. Had to call her back, cause she sparked that water.

SPEAKER_43 10:02

Yeah. All my d is rich from hard work. Made it out the gutter from hard work, hard work. Living and joining my child versus Bomb, we lost but a darn fuck yet. I just wanna elevate.

SPEAKER_40 10:19

Let's go celebrate. God is the greatest baby I'll praise doom. On a sunny day, I'm in a dark gray coop. Gambles paid off. I just wanna roll dice. Snortin' out, we was up full nights. Still a dope boy till the wheels fall off. Check a baby, then a f a raw dog. Change our fish three times every day. Door dash, food, noob on the way. Bank roll fat, best seats at the game. Get your face cut when you speak a name. City all mine, big props to the game. Money on time, made them count it for our game. All my d is rich from hard work.

SPEAKER_43 10:57

Made it out the gutter from hard work. Lillin' and Jilly, my child's work.

unknown 11:02

Bone work, you lost for the darn fuckers. I just wanted to elevate.

SPEAKER_44 11:15

Coke wave got New York City back breathing. Go tell my sons, I'ma claim I'm his tax season. We did a lot of wrong things for the right reason. Shorty took the clothes off before I bought the house key. I might just hit Dubai and forget about rap. But my boys out the box, time to take a town back. Eh. Plus the mansion on the beach about 30 mil. When it comes to the culture with a holy grill. Don't take a copper brick before he copper road. From a rock or to the Bronx, wanna know. All my d is rich from hard work.

SPEAKER_43 11:49

Made it out the gutter from hard work, hard work. Million and jury, my child burst. Bone work you lost for the darn fuck.

unknown 11:56

Yeah. I just wanna elevat. Wanna have a big baby?

SPEAKER_43 12:02

Pop bottles and ballet, and let's go celebrate. Yeah.

unknown 12:08

Why do you hate?

SPEAKER_09 12:10

We gon' ballin' ballin'. We gon' shiny.

SPEAKER_47 12:19

They gon' celebrate us like they did when Obama won. Eatin' good, like an apple dive in the Rumadon. Bitch, they gon' sweater, nigga, hip it like the salazar. Draws out of done a ton. Major is my youngest son. We a one-on-one, nigga. You another none. Me and mine till the end of time. It's a trauma bond. I say it's me and mine till the end of time. It's a trauma bond. This is a result of staying down, having it, spreadin' shit around like the ground. I'm adamant, make sure all of mine touch your paper. I'm hands on, cool on these line that bitchin' like the fan on. Ain't no back and forth, it's up and stuff. They on the internet, I'm pulling up. I still live in the world where you at, like a girl, real nigga. Just avoid you, you sus. I've been lessin' for these bitches, lessin less. I see the pleasure ain't as heavy as the strength. Hey, listen, you ain't gettin' busy in my city, you got shitty look, pimp squad. We been pippin' hard from the giddy up. They gon celebrate us like they did when Obama won. Eatin' good, like an Apple David in the Ramadan. Bitch, it they gon' sweater, nigga, heavy like the sun is done. Draws out of Jellaton. Major is my youngest son. We a one-on-one, nigga, you a none of none. Me and mine to the end of time, it's a trauma bund. I say it's me and mine till the end of time. It's a trauma bond. KC, you haters coming from up here where I'm at. Integrity is priceless. Ain't something that you can find. Gotta kiss ass to make it, then fuck it. I move to Thailand. Ho it to my fans, stay as solid as I can. These niggas, they be suckers for clicks, a bitch for the algorithm. They mama ran the street, she should have left their daddy with them. Kinetti out here being sassy with their mannerisms. Dick pullin', tryna find out what a manna give them. Traded in your self-respect for attention. Nigga traded in your morals for a mention. Made a sucker, niggas hate us and revers. Congratulate us in the future generations celebrators. Why you hate?

SPEAKER_09 14:03

We know volume, body. We gonna shiny day we hate We gone and walling.

SPEAKER_47 14:22

They gon' celebrate us like they did when Obama won. Eating good, like an apple dabby in the Ramadan. Bitches, they gon' sweater, nigga, heavy like the Sunazard, drawers out of Delta Tun. Major is my youngest son. We a one-on-one, nigga, you a none of none. Me and mine to the end of time, it's a trauma bond. I say it's me and mine till the end of time, it's a trauma bond.

SPEAKER_41 14:56

I am so good, type that'll join your cipher. Recite the bars from the book of hyper. Scared a scalture and your diaper. You mad, but don't move, cause right there sniper. Behind you, sniper, to the left side, sniper. How long do you think I'm playing a sniper? Let's get this right, bruh. I'm a lifer. And just like in Rawway, it's pressure all day. Folks used to know me, they called me Chill One. You felt the effect in the past, you still know. And some wonder where I got this skill from. And if my name chill, how come I don't chill now? I promise the bomb is like that's my callin'. Still y'all confused when the bombs are falling. Clutching your curls like he's so repolding. My foot on the gas, I ain't stallin'. Intruse the thoughts, messed with my head. Words sound something like a demon I've said. Streets running red. Everybody dead. One shot, two shot, three shot, four. Stay away from windows, don't open the door. One shot, be shot, two shot, one. The hitters are coming, the hats are fun, the hitters are coming, the hazards are fun, the hitters are coming, the hitters are coming, the hitters are coming, the hitters are coming, the hitters are coming, the hitters are coming. Rob is a regular machine, no wow. Possess original intelligence. Oh wow. Enough to recognize the way days go by. Time keeps on slipping. With you ha I'm so begged that you don't progress it. Then I'm on stage like you thought you knew me. Crowded little spot like every hoodie. All's up to par and expand them goodly. They give your life appeal. Make it easier to deal with the stress you feel from the steel on your forehead. Get robbed for your bread. Same day you got fired, went home and go dead. Dogs on the floor with no head. Yo, what?

SPEAKER_38 16:53

Yo, intrusive thoughts. Thinking thoughts of intrusivity, legittery stop. Hickory, dickory, dock with a clock cop. Knock, knock, who is it? Word wizards in size 12, gator, eating the lizards later. Sidewalk, chalk down, line of lit in Neon. B-boy, the B dog, beating hit a beyond. Be where be gone before the lights are peed on. Toilet tissue issue, that's the shoot we be on. Vampire, attire, fans, golden lifestyle. The quiet amplifier game goes till the lights out. Deeper than the seafloor. Hundred more running. They callin' the jerk ones. Cause my paws keep coming. The heat is hot, tough, and three-quarter gooses. The thoughts are intrusive, ruthless. Chill rod, mom, chill to town, JC, crazy. A temper of the guy, trigger here, it's all craving. Intrusive thoughts. Kick it, kick it, because in the new boots we bought. Intrusive thoughts, intrusive thoughts.

SPEAKER_41 17:48

Eat it, eat it, that's something food for thought. Intrusive thoughts. Intrusive thoughts. Mess with my head. Words sound something like a demon I've said. Streets running red. Everybody dead. One shot, two shot, three shot, four. Stay away from windows, don't open the door. Four shot, three shot, two shot one. The hitters are coming, the has a fun. The hitters are coming, the has a fun. The hitters are coming, the hitters are coming, the hitters are coming, the hitters are coming, the hitters are coming, the hitters are coming.

SPEAKER_30 18:28

Poison poison, voice, poison bark from the guard, and you'll get infinite skills, skills.

SPEAKER_45 18:40

Infinite skills, kills. Infinite skills. Shut up, rock is city, mate. In it is infinite, infinite. Infinite skills, skills. Now the OG's putting all his faith in me. No piano lessons, but my homies play the major key. Being Gary coming to f a Binny rapper, A to D. From my message to my dad, for reason labels craving me. And gotta be making straw seat. What I made to see. I'd a way to patient lead and make this whole nation scream. I'm puffin' output, all the space stations. Beat is J facin', keep me in control like PlayStation. GM top prospect. Ain't a single miss that I done dropped yet. Steppin' over y'all like checkers. Homie, this is not just Fox stress. In my chest, I'm ballin', get LeBron checks. They know I'm on X. My image complex. Greedy soon, the kid's gon' come and shut it down when I'll be on flex. Ayy, only buzzin' like a bumblebee. Ain't no one can humble me. They don't get that bag and score that stepping. Why you fumble G. I'm on a roll like tumbleweed. The best believe it's infinite. Coming through the top of the throne. I'll never stop, I'm never floppin' till I'm droppin' and gone. It's infinite. Man, I'm a rare breed. Be going till I'm bad. Reed. Nobody can compare. G. Man, this man is infinite. Keep going above and beyond. I'm getting love from the dawn. Sprit till you feel it's I'm gone. It's infinite. I'll be building my legacy, let nobody ahead of me. Homie, just let it be, it's infinite. Well, the more that I believe, leave, the more that I receive. And the more I cancel, breed, more things that will randomly. And the less that I perceive, less stressful, highs and knees. Less messes in my chest, less guesses for eyes and see. Well, yes, believe I've still got the best inside of me. Like from investments. So I pills, I put my X beside the V's. Like jets passes, I'm going over your head. In my next track, this finna have me up on a list. So gotta keep poppin' like my collar. Gotta cop some dollars for my mama, papa, son, and daughter. Getting postered from my open god type, it's top shopped up. I'm reefing like a fucking faster. Multi-talented, watch me cop a Grammy and an Oscar. I'm in the barrels with the goats, homie. Really showing voting, but bringing it to the old homie. You hear the soul up in my notes. Make you wanna smoke and float. This moist open till I'm motherfuckin' choke. Homie, I'm gone. It's infinite. Coming through the top of the throne. I'll never stop, I'm never floppin' till I'm droppin' and gone. This is infinite. Man, I'm a rare breed. Be going till I'm bad. We nobody can compare G. Management is infinite. Keep going above and beyond. I'm getting love from the darks. But show you free is a gone. This shit is infinite. I'll be building my legacy, let nobody ahead of me. Homie, just let it be, it's infinite. I'm taking time from the lows to take my climb to the heights. Track my mind from the O's, to adding dims for the dice. But stop with my wrongs, patternize on my rights. Packing signs on my songs, and they maximizing the lights. Look, I can't never be content till I reach a billion. Or a couple streaks and millions taking over the world. Why teach the children? About a message and influence through these eight or ways. Onions on them stayed away to radicade, was made away. But now I'm hitting fadeaways. Just f what all the haters say. Take a couple shots that we're plenty. Some for decade away. For me, Malcolm to pave the way when I was young and crazy. The haze started out being doubted and now I'm in a phase of praise. I'll never fade, I'll never drown, I'll never stink. Don't never age, babe, I'll never down, I'll never shrink. Flip the page, got that sound, so don't never think that you want. I'll do it big like coin until I'm done. It's infinite. Coming for the top of the floor. I'll never stop, I'm never floppin' till I'm droppin' and gone. It took this infinite. Man, I'm a rare breed. Be gone. Until I'm fair, we nobody can compare G. Minus infinite. Keep going above and beyond. I'm getting love through the darns. What's your goal and it's the is infinite? I'll be building my legacy. Like nobody ahead of me. Homie, just let it be it's not better days.

SPEAKER_02 22:16

Do with the top guys, stand in my face. Ain't coming up out my eyes. Ain't like getting paid. Pain waiting it, drippin' trunks don't find. Welcome to the land. But it don't stop. It don't stop. Pain waiting and drippin' trunks don't find.

SPEAKER_26 22:36

Welcome to the language, playin' the rise to the top. Now I'm winning and spinning corners and riding the drop. I've been searching for better days, looking for better ways. Reppin' the south side and keeping it player made. Chasin'em bad broad, driving them bad cars, popping them trunks open and swinging them legs hard. Pippin at Mike now, breaking them freestyles. I'm rocking with Fact Pack. They call me the Gold Child. H-town legend here, flipping the windows clear. It's summertime, I'm killing them every year. Sittin' no Mart Luca, smoking a good crop. Welcome to the land where it's just don't.

SPEAKER_02 23:11

Better days. Ain't comin' up by my eyes. Ain't by getting paid. Ain't waiting it drippin', trunks don't fly. Run it, I rise. Welcome to the land.

unknown 23:32

I'm making high ride. Welcome to the land where them boys ain't playin'. Real hustler stacking bands, got with grain in my hand.

SPEAKER_33 23:38

Branded wine over silver with the inside tank. On the grind, chasing paper, earning all that I can. Like a fan, how them blades, chop fresh out of shop. Motor block, lower stocks, got the game on lock. Grind a lot, haters right, cause the real on top. In the front, I got a can and drop the color white. Miss the top so they can see how I make something from nothing. Pressin' buttons, chrome cutting from a cow with a cut.

unknown 24:01

Let me tell you something, pottin' about them Texas plates.

SPEAKER_33 24:04

We gettin' paid, nothing fake, making concrete shit.

SPEAKER_02 24:08

Better days. They comin' up by my eyes, ain't by getting paid. Waitin' it drippin' trunks gon' pie. Running in high rise. Welcome to the land.

unknown 24:30

Welcome to the land where it just don't quit.

SPEAKER_04 24:32

If we candy go glass, if you're not go tip, if it's tricks and it's wack, I'm just not gon' feel. I'ma player, keep a knock, but I'm not gon' trip. I be fresh by fade. Candy fresh spray. Like you on my body slave, ain't on my stage. My mind did a deal. I ain't talking by spades. I've been holdin' since the kids. I started with the blade. Now I'm on four. Thinking about the roads. If I ever pull it out, I'm putting swangers on the toes. Chillin' on the nose. I'm on manga, I'm getting told. If I walk about the source, I'm getting paid again.

SPEAKER_02 25:04

Better days. I'm through with the top line, shining my face. They coming up by my eyes, ain't about getting paid. Pay wakin' it drippin' trunk gon' fly. Runin' high rise.

SPEAKER_18 25:35

In the building, TJ Super. I see y'all, y'all stay up. I got new music. What y'all want? Tian, let's get it.

SPEAKER_01 25:48

How many take cash me sure a sprinkle in the face? But I always need a come up as you bank you with chase. I need that with the urgency. So I could cop a foreign assembled in Germany. The exterior Burgundy. Probably won't know how to park that shit. If she talkin' while she walking, I'ma talk that glitch. I went to dumb shit. Ain't no being humble, Mr. Lamar. Fuck she thought that's what she got parked instead of my car. Just a fact, I'm gon' stay, you gotta deal with it. If you got an issue, meet me in the field with it. I don't just want the chicken, I want the meal with it. I know some hustlers from the eighties and they still get it. I wreck queens a deed of soup for the feel and get respect from niggas who hustle bee parts. I'm talking hot, I'm raisin up in the stock, I'm about to pop. But tell me what's the reason I'm a stock I hear.

SPEAKER_17 26:40

Welcome to the divided estates, land of the thief, home of the slaves. They wanna raise the stakes, so they killed all the dreams and they danced on the grave. Another country. Look on they face how come nobody love me. Listen, diminishing, underneath is ugly. Children in innocence coming down abruptly. Everybody medicated, overweight, hungry. Look on they face how nobody love me. Listen, diminishing, underneath is ugly. It's been several winter since. Tear gas of smoke in the morning sky. Precinct burned overnight, no lie, no woman, no cry. But 400 years of stolen life and no reply. 400 years of stolen life. What type of math they got you doing? Three-fifths of a human in the constitution, ink try, you cannot remove it. Numbers not congruent. No matter how much they chop it, a screw it to soften the truth, but try to refute it. I remember planes, toppled buildings and dominators, got all in their feelings. The fact they could be killed with a soldier or civilian, moms and children. They bombed the whole continent until they killed a million. The same death toe, but souls died from mention with no accountability to mention. Detroit, Michigan, Tulsa and Rondo. Sorry if it's hard for me to cry about your condo. Now we're in a blindfold, that'll change a nostril, that'll make a burning precinct, Malachi Santo. Is that what I want? No, I was sent for healing. But I know the first step in the sequence is revealing. When your ears are sealed and seeing is believing, the truth is unveiled when the feeder is deceiving. With tears that it's teaching, this reading, this praying and it's preaching. You ain't never conceded, nothing without bleeding. Spots on the block where shops used to be. Looking like dope fiends, teeth. Everybody medicated, overweight, hungry. Look on they face how come nobody love me. Blissin' diminishing. Underneath is ugly. Children in innocence, come under the broad. Everybody medicated, overweight, hungry. Look on they face how come nobody love me. Bliss and diminishing. Underneath is ugly. It's been several winters since. These people used to feed black babies to alligators, hoods on the past generations. Now it's masks on their faces. Slave catcher raiders, the massacre, mass ravers. Appropriate nature and the land and the labor. The handshakers and oath breakers, promising the black man acres, blankets to the natives. The pillar white rights that they all scratch the name in, but they've been wiped on that paper. Today they got caught, calling fraud and wagging a stained finger. Crusaders confiscating babies out of mangers, redacting the names of trafficking lawmakers, and buyer assassinate the saviors. The cry party now say loud and broad day. Force you to play along a look away. The wolf used to hide inside a wolf beside next to predator time. Everybody medicated, overweight, hungry. Look on a face, how come nobody love me? Plist and diminishing underneath is ugly. Children in innocence, come on down abruptly. Everybody medicated, overweight, hungry. Look on a face, how come nobody love me? Bliss and diminish underneath is ugly. Children in innocence, come on down abruptly. Another country. So they killed all the dreams and they danced on the crave.

SPEAKER_21 30:47

Understand, it's not about the size of your soul. Another country. It's about the loyalty that city. You see, nothing can stop a squad that's dedicated to fighting for the same mission. Focused on the same vision. Does your circle got that type of commitment? Are they happy for you when you win it?

SPEAKER_25 31:04

Or is it the more you do better, the more they love gets visited? I told my brothers from the jump, I got love for you both. And all them niggas looking up to us is watching our growth. And all I'm hating, not even close. And all that money on the gram they show is not what they gross. I got a nice family at home, but that's not who they post. Ain't too many real dicks like us left on the coast. You know, I'm supposed to make you proud, not hate me. And playing around, pray for me. I'm here bullshit, lady. Why this energy feels so funny? Like you linked in the Rockefeller startup money. When you was moving weight, you ain't knowin'. Now every time we talk, you call me big bro. I was ready, but you didn't want to show it. So we gon' keep it like that from the get-go. I ain't smoking, ain't drinking with you at my show. You can't get close enough to find out what you need to know.

SPEAKER_13 31:51

All my feelings changing from friends turn into taking. I couldn't see it going that way. I thought that things would never change.

SPEAKER_03 32:11

Never change, never change. I'm expecting the flip. I never take it personal, I'm accepting it shit. Yeah, I tried to give them juice, they neglected. I tried, never put me in a place of holding weapons and shit. Yeah, I'm living off experience. Told you I'm a Jedi. I can smoke a J and touch the top of the pyramids. But the Trinity die. Dead serious. I still remember the oath. I'm not delirious. Truth never broke up. This game you can soak up before a rap. We kept straps and blue. No, you heard the stories, was poked up. Talk about your money, my night. Hold your low-cup. Yeah, is it love? If it ain't love, it's bigger than dirty money, your bank stuff. Showed your depth loyalty. Thank us. Above number one when you rank us.

SPEAKER_13 33:13

I saw that things.

SPEAKER_05 33:16

Never change, never change. Our dreams turned to reality, then came to a halt. It was part of the business, though. It wasn't our fault. Times got darker, we just got brighter. The love got faker, and we just got tighter, back against the wall. We was all fighters. Hustle all day, studio all nighters. We was skipping class, chipping in for gas. 89 regular, etc. etc. But nobody else got us, we got us. Money can't divide us. We came from the riders. Drop this picture in the pot, the hard rises. GPS start acting up, then God guides us. Yup, I catch a bullet for my dick. If I got it and I up it, I'ma pull it for my dick. Yeah, if they around, then I know I'm covered. Real brothers and our mothers really know each other.

SPEAKER_13 34:07

Oh it's hard to take it when friends changing to fake. Never change never never to say it's never today.

SPEAKER_11 34:32

Never to say it's never today. Never to say it's never today.

SPEAKER_32 34:56

Playing stylistics in the cabin with mobsters. A space game turned into a brutal fight.

unknown 35:00

They try to peel Mars cousin is raining. Hallway action, fill a caption, liquor fight, f is in nice. Hit the lights, there they go. All up pays, suede's on blades with the deal.

SPEAKER_32 35:11

Little the moments amazing. I sat back, called him in comfort zone. Son, come home. All he wanna do is get rich and bone. Luxuries, cribs, litigat. Who wanna minks? Don't fear feds. Who stay fresher than never the real reps? They barely see him in speaks, the real ex chillin', multi-million, all civilian. Who slipped back in the bank, bag million? I sway on everything, fly, soul, aliens.

SPEAKER_39 35:42

Who went for my bikes and champagne in the sofa? Who kept the live? You designed the belt as a holster. Who created the play, shaping the culture? You know they know what's up, we still loaded up. Who went for my bikes and champagne in the sofa? Who kept the live, you designed the belt as a holster? Who created the play, shaping the culture? You know they know what's up, we still loaded up. Daylight, honey came play at the gravesite. Purple rain in the background, no time for stage fright. Silent understanding, we gon' tag him if he take flight.

unknown 36:12

Or we can make music if the bass rock.

SPEAKER_39 36:15

Came home showing fish scale diligence. War story proof, I off this roof, out of vigilance. Marble floor, filling slick, twisted debonair for the flare. My prime syndicate, them cutthroat increments, gon' have my fillin' split it. Fuck them Carolina, perhaps pocket, rockin'. Some choppers see me EMG mobbin, white, bucket like I'm gilligant. Surrounded by water in the trenches, dirty syringes in them, waist slim, rush to sable fur. They face grimacing. We cold case menacing. Round table, circle the bosses and rich middle, make it for fidgetin'. That dead body stitch, it's a smell you can't forget it. Get my members German engineering, steering duck is tennis. If it's beep on appetite, eat them, problem solved. Cindy Poitier and Cash's clay at the Renaissance. I got that call from Jeff and Todd. Now the rest is historically ours. Look how we defeated the Mars. Who went for my biceps, champagne in the sofa? Who kept the lives? You designed the belt as a holster. Who created the play, shaping the culture? You know they know what's up. We still load it up. Who went for my biceps, champagne in the sofa? Who kept the lives, you designed the belt as a holster? Who created the play, shaping the culture? You know they know what's the soap.

SPEAKER_32 37:22

We still load it up. Yeah. Shout out EMG. Sheiß Vader. DJ Pro Fluent, what up? It's a shallow creation for your nation. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. They walk around and make it a palpitation. Yeah. Lex diamonds. Blue Rich. Shall I bad?

SPEAKER_18 38:08

Yo, what's good? We in the building. TJ Super Duper. Radio Super. We just dropped some new Rayquan on you. I'm throwing it back right now. Y'all stay locked in. Let's get it.

SPEAKER_36 38:26

Listen, you get upset when you hear the lost professor on your girl's cassette. Death, expect, nothing coming source. Cause I'll never go weaker blows. I kick you in your ass and your breath will smell like sneaker souls. Now how's that for fixing? You better rather go to Roy's, cause I ain't kickin' science fiction. I kick a size nine, sneaker a boot. Drop jumps, the stumps, and they remain my new. The sheep, I get deep and always leave with a wet meat. Because of my technique, I'm the one you let's beat. I collect props and props like spinach, a vintage, your single sums up to a tennis. My soul brothers, Van Bull and Pete Rock. Keep the funk flowin' until the last beat stops. The soul man can't have you leaving on a stretcher. Probably have you leaving a level. I can't rebody from rackin' slum rappers. But to be frank, I don't give a fuck. I got money in the bank.

SPEAKER_28 39:34

This is a stage of triple X. When you're sitting by your radio, screaming, Freddie Fox goes next. Those beholdin' the words of a master. Find mental disaster as I can get faster. Whoever opposes me and what I feel might find their legs being replaced by steel. This is a brand new year, and the penalty is death. So there won't be a lot of suckers left. I grab the mic and I load it like a long four-fifth. And day it'll rip or even sneeze as I blow you to your knees. Have you girled up in a corner like a dog with hoof and mouth disease? Splitting razor blades, cutting veins, you can't stitch. I got you screaming like a b. I took your microphone, you can't get it back. Because your rap was whack. I'm coming 50 strong in an armored tank. And taking money to the bank.

SPEAKER_37 40:41

2G rap for your first election. Get up on it to my opponents. Let me just demonstrate for a moment. Quotes getting hooked to my book, just like an addiction. Stop your addiction, you drop the science fiction. Let's get specific, you can't get with it. I'm too terrific, the scientific. Forget it, don't even try to live it. You're not ready to make hits. You still gotta learn or permit. Poppin' and sh, you better sit. Here's a word of a third degree burn. So listen and learn. You're missing a turn, so you better get concerned. My challenger. Track the calendar, I'm as live as a 45 caliber. Go with a silence up, wetting up. Suckers, I'll be setting up, button up. Why I'm cutting up, never letting up. I don't link up with suckers with rappers that's strength. Think it's funny, I'm taking money to the bank.

SPEAKER_35 41:44

One in the chamber, eight in the clip. Pull out a razor, watch a run book, rip. And say live liverin' deliveries get live up. With G-rappin' with a soul survivor. FCs wanna try me, but can't escape my clip. Too much caught in the ropes like double death. You wanna run out? You better run up light. Cause like a whole house shipping out tonight. Believe me, I ain't going out like a brick parachute or a fruit or a guy that wears brute cologne. I'm violent prone, so leave me alone. I'm about to set fire to the microphone. Leave the mic so hot, you need pot holders for this. Dude, to burn the wise cordless. Yo, and oh I'll make suckers walk off the plane. Now now I'm taking money to the bank.

unknown 42:25

Money in the bank. Money, money in the back.

SPEAKER_15 43:02

Okay, we're gonna straighten this shit out right now, okay? Hey, I go by the name of the coop, the DJ, the letter. Okay, I got a main liner, I got my man Cordaker. Harris, man, poop up, K R Stress, Big Daddy K. Till it's gone down like this.

SPEAKER_30 43:24

If you could dream it, you could be it. I once out of the few guys, I supersed it as I nailed you here, Anita Baker in the BM. Indeed, I'm from the era of Patrick, you and Adidas. The game turned public house into arenas. Mummy dudes move packs, so they could buy jewels and sneakers, money grew. Some adapt and others will become distracted. Smoke of woolies, opening them packs like Pooski. I'm a peanut hip hop, my rapper cinematic, the beat is the plot. I'm beating to clock G like RP, believe it or not. Prestige is an illusion that eludes you when you not hot. Not hot. You know how I do. My jewels so colorful, my daughter. Don't gotta watch cartoons, dudes watch my moves like LeBron, fresh out of high school. My electrifying skills unrivaled.

SPEAKER_19 44:06

I'm an all-star, baby pa. A lot of dudes lost in the rap game, chasing life for the rap star. Not peeds, I paid my dues. Why you hating stoos? We overcome correct, no singing the blues. Then pops my life. P already paid the price. Give me a mic in the vocal booth, and y'all can keep the ice. And I still run on the young ones like Jerry Rice. If you can't see in the dark, then only turn on the lights. Snipers sucker don't like peas. The field is neutral. Two my mind to a lar PM, the shift to neutral. Every move is crucial. Catch PVD coming through the hood to do SUV with the chrome shoes. From the L I E to Q B. Smack MP to the nice rep in NYC. Paris Smith, you know me well from EP and D. So you gots to chill. Cause niggas can't fuck with me.

SPEAKER_20 44:50

You know I got the shine when it's time to get mine. Pop that ass for the classic ass line. You try to step to me, you're worse than landmines. Twist your spine like spiral book pines. Wanna do this, you must be out your mind. Pop shut it down, show a one of a kind. Get mine for a back and recline. If you look up bad motherfuckin' in this meet, you gon' find. Grandpa can never suck. That's like drilling around around with single-digit rims on the caddy truck. Me and this added up. All the equals is another hot joint that I split on my people show. You know the deal, we didn't recognize real. So throw your hands up, let me know how you feel. Cause it's all stacked paper like a green mouth. Official, authentic as grand pooper style.

SPEAKER_22 45:34

Here we go, KRS in the spot. When I spit it, you can see that I'm fresh, they are not. This that other type of lyric, when you hear it, you stop. KRS and call, making it out surreal. I'm glad to see these MCs coming up after me, running up after me, doing it how it has to be. This that new shit, but it's old. This that hot shit, but it's cold. Three, four, five clips when we roll. Boom, boom, bop, bit, then you fold. We all can't pay the toll. They standin' next to the flesh, I'm next to the soul. My history is too complex whenever it's told. One of a kind, breaking the mold. Refining the mind, rebuilding the soul. Health of awareness and wealth. Now that's the goal. Pass the pole of that microphone that you hold. I follow my role with my pockets on small. Don't have to be told twice. KRS and call mecha. Yo, the cats too nice. Why da da dang, why da da da dang? Winning consideratives know you cats can't hang. Why da dang, why da da da dang?

SPEAKER_06 46:30

K message walk. Hey yeah, back up and let a real dawn through. Show you who this motherfuckin' spot belongs to. So many talking like there's something that can walk through. Shit, y'all niggas couldn't find the heart with John Q. I'm here to walk who just might show off. Because I can really clap and make the lights go off. I enterprise like Michael's off, the sweat and blood of who make cheddar jump and through, plus I get a level boot. Scheme to win by any means within. Shit a nigga, this here double won't be seen again. Cause when my team is in and I got dream to spend. Who I'ma hold the fall down just like supreme bed. Got you stuck behind enemy lines, the whole vicinity's mine. Any decline, nigga, give me your sign. If you don't want ventilation all about your house, to treat my name like small food and keep it out your mouth, nigga.

SPEAKER_15 47:16

And there you have it, everybody. Big up to everybody across the board. I understand real hip-hop, real skills, real livers. I go by the name of the cool D Gain Letterboxd. Hey, we ain't going to goddamn place. Hey, you must think you're gone somewhere. Hey, you must got your goddamn mind. And uh boo-poo. And for all you bitches. Thank you for nothing. Yeah.

SPEAKER_29 47:39

Yeah. I know you just ripped the packaging off your CD. If you like me, you read the credits right now. If you in your car, I don't care if it's winner. I want you to put all your windows down. Zone out. Buckle up. Hello, it's over. That's right, young in the waiting sober. The new millennium is upon us. The album is here. Before we get into the shit, let's get a few things clear. Rappers with no relation. It's seven degrees of separation, and I'm kept vacant. This is the murderous version. Jig of the shit, even when he rhyme in third person. Over the guard. I should be rapping with a turban. Haters can't disturb him. Waiters can't serve him. Mike Jordan, the rap, outside Jade working. Now watch how quickly I drop 50. I don't like playing. Niggas can't stick me. Niggas cannot jam me. Niggas can't get me. Slim me at the rucker wanna leave and spin with me. I consistently take him up the park like Ken Ripby. Do you believe? It's holding a guard.

SPEAKER_23 48:47

Make sure the peak in your life. You see from this year. You say J. What's she the bite? What's your life about? If you don't go through as a man's a man. You say suck it up, take the fall, do the time. That's what makes you who you are, makes you what you are. How many years you been around this thing of ours? Come on. 125 years. What's it about? It's about rules, parameters. You take the beacon for the friend, you don't lay down, you don't betray who you are, what you are. You gotta remember guys like guys. Chill, Rand, Emily. They no rule, they no rap, no whack. That's the rules. You don't break them. You wanna be some you're supposed to be humble. Okay, so you humble. Who you got? You gotta war. You gotta go war. You gotta war white. There's no feeling. There's no feeling. You're gonna wish there was a man.

SPEAKER_27 50:05

I'm just gonna sit here and lay back to this nice yellow beat, you know. And drop some smooth lyrics. This 88. Time to set it straight, you know what I'm saying? And ain't no half-steppin. Word, I'm ready. Rap a steppin' chummy. They wanna get some, but I'm the cane, so yo, you know the outcome. Another victory. They can't get with me. So pick up BC Dave, cause you a history. I'm the authentic poet to get lyrical. For you to beat me, it's gonna take a miracle. And steppin' chummy, yo, that's a war move. So what you on, huh? A dope, a dog, do a door competition. I just devour. Like a pit ball against such a when it comes to being dope, hot damn, I got it good. Now let me tell you who I am. The B-I-T-D-A-D-D-Y-K-A-N, dramatic, asiatic, but not like many, I'm different. So don't compare me to another. Cause they can't hang the word to the mother. At least not with the principle in this pedigree. So when I roll on your rabbits, you better be ready. To die because you're petty. You're just a butter knife, I'm a machete. Display my kids who wait until when you drop the fun, so I can chop into your body. Just because you try to be basin. Friday the 13th, I'ma play Jason. I'ma drop a joke at game, puzzle a little. The name is Big Daddy, yes, big, not little, so define it. Play your walking paper, sign it, and take a walk. Ask the cane start the talk. Cuz I'm the big black big.

SPEAKER_10 51:33

I'm the big black big. I'm the big black beat.

SPEAKER_27 51:44

My rhymes are so dopin', the rappers be hopin'. To sound like me so soon, I'll have to open a school of MCin for those who wanna be in my field of court, then I can no second thought. The happiness is coming out, sound is so similar. It's quite confusing for you to remember the originator. And boy, do I hate her, perpetrator. But I'm much greater. The best of yes, I guess. Suggest the rest, you're the best or mess or test of your highness. A lecture jest addressed with best finesse and bless the paragraph. I manifest and a rap prime minister. Some say sinister, non-stop in the groove until when it's the climax, limax, relax and chill. Have a break from a take of me acting ill. Brain cells are lit, ideas start to hit. Next to the formation of words that fit. At the table, I sit, making it legit. And with my pen hitting the paper, oh shit. I stop a staying strong over MCs and devour with the power of Hercules or Samson. But I'll go further to limp. Cause you can scout my cameo and I still have strength. And no, that's not a mip and if you try to whip or get whipped. The man with the giving gift. Oh, gab, your vocab, I'll only ignore. Be sleeping on your rhymes till I start to snore. You can't awake me or even make me bear your son. Cause you can't do me none. So think about it if you're trying to go. When you wanna step to me, I think you should know that.

SPEAKER_10 53:03

I'm the big black. I'm the big rat. I'm the big rat.

SPEAKER_27 53:19

I'm up here right here and scared and dear. I'm here, musketeer that would dare to compare. Put him in the rear, my dear, where he can't see clear. Get up here, idea, or near, still. Yeah, sword to be, wanna be competition. Try to step to me, must be on a mission. I'm on the stage is where I'ma picture at. You think I'm losing? Pitch it out. Mr. C step to me. The name is Big Daddy, you know, as in your carver. So when you hear of a deaf rhyme, believe that I'm the author. I grab the mic and make them CZ evaporate. The party people say, damn, that rapper's great. The creator, conductor of poetry, etc. etc. It ain't easy being me. I speak clearly so you can understand. Put words together like letter, man. Now that's a dictation. Proceeding to my innovation. Not like the other MCs that are an imitation, all an animation, a cartoon of me. But when I'm finished, I'm sure that you are sooner see reality. My secret technique, because I always speak with mentality. I put my title in your face, dare you the base. And if you try to come get it, yo, I'ma show you who's with it. So if you don't like I know, instead of messing around, play like Roy Rogers and slow down. Just give yourself a break. Or someone else will take your title. Namely me, because I'm homicidal. That means murder. Your son, I'm the herder, another M C to try to get with me. I'll just break them and make them and break them and take them and mold them and make 'em. Hold up the beast on off along the way.

SPEAKER_37 55:21

Oh yeah, it's another gang star short shot. Hey, hey, hey, hey, a gang star has got to be the short shot. Nice is gotta be the short shot. A gang star has got to be the short shot. Nice is move, has got us to be the short shot. A crack nice, a crack in a C E. Nominum basal, are we we bought for a fee, not for free. Maybe I'll do it for charity. Now my employer, all my employee is making Greg in R C E very M A D. Don't never ever think of jerking me. I work too hard for my royalty. Put lead in your ass and drink a cup of tea. Easter at alert and kick a free. Ooh, la la a wee, we I say Muhammad Ali. You say clash, it's clay. I say butter, you say parquet. It's alright if you wanna make a sway on my way up town. Took the deuce to the trade. I originate, they duplicate. I'll praise the Lord and keep the fade. It's alright, keep biting at the bait. Nine, two, um, one year later, peace out, premiere. Take me out with the fader.

SPEAKER_08 56:40

I can't meany, meanie, miny moe. I rack the mic like a pimp pimp soes. Here's how it goes, I am a genius, I mean this, I shape this, you'll take this. I'm kinda fiendish. You wish that you could come into my neighborhood. Meaning my mental state, still I'm five foot eight. Crazy as I wanna be, cause I make it orderly. You could say I'm sorta the boss or get lost. The brother who'll make you change opinions. Dominions, I'm in them when it's time to kick shit from the heart. Cause I get a piece of the action. Feeling satisfaction from the street crowd reaction. Chef pull guns when they feel afraid. Too late. When they dip in the kick, they get sprayed. Lemonade was a popular drink, and it still is. I get more props and stunts than Bruce Willis. A poet like Blackston Hughes, and can't lose when I cruise. Out on the expressway, leaving the bodega, I say suave. Premier's got more beats than Bonds got hate. Clips I've inserted into my gun. So I can take the money, never have to run.

SPEAKER_24 57:43

I left my Philly at home. Do you have another? I wanna get blunted, my brother. Now may I make a mark? Then make a spark over this fat track. Or should I say dope beat? Subtract, delete all of the wick whack that wanna be abstract, but they lack the new knack that's coming from way, way back. Hey, yo, Premiere, please pass that boot assack. You hear we quit, no way, bullshit. I told you before we come back with more hits. I provide right flavor. So you can sketch me. Do me a favor, don't try to catch me. Slightly ahead of the game, I'm not a lame. Ask him, he'll tell you the same. He knows my name. Smooth, I drop jewels like a paraphernalia. I'm infallible, not into failure. Like a rhinoceros. My speed is prosperous, and pure knowledge expands. For my esophagus, I write in the night to bring truth to the light. My dialogue is my own, cause smoothie will never bite, bite.

SPEAKER_00 58:34

After the toll quince, I come back with more hairs. After the toll quince, I come back with more hairs.

unknown 58:48

Come back. Come back. Come back. Come back with more hairs.

SPEAKER_18 58:52

Yeah, what's good at TJ Super Duper, Radio Super Big Scoot to everybody that they locked in with us. Follow me across the board at TJ Super. Follow us across the board at Radio Super. Y'all know what's good. We love you plug-in for another week. For another amazing episode. Stay locked in. Let's get it.