Karim-Rap-4-Life
2013-08-15, 21:54
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Original and Frank
13/08/2013
Verse 01:
By The year 2004, In Saida city I was a teen
Introvert and Poor, I was absent from the scene (boy)
While I was suffering, you were on the super sweet sixteen
You got a better life your daddy got the Algerian scheme
At the school classes, always falling on a daydreaming
Hearing my name Karim, that’s my teacher she’s screaming
And when we finish she say good night happy dreams
Hell yeah, I don’t even know what it means
That rich girl didn’t know for what I’ve been thinking (hell yeah)
Something she never missed it’s the smell in the kitchen
All the time everyday every hour every minute
I was not skipping reality, my Imagination got no limit
Thought I wasn’t Timid I was shy and so much nervous
Elementary rapper, lost in the world of the disses
You meant to be happy, from the money of the lobby
You got it all! boy, while my mind was Scrappy
I would be a criminal, if I did not get a hobby
Personal and original, check it it’s not a copy
I don’t get yours I mean the life of the riches?
You know bodyguards, driver the expensive watches
You wanna get my talent bring forty seven witches
Now get out of my way, I’m not that kind of pitches
Getting a car and Currency, are you living properly
You gonna lose it suddenly, fool save your property
I heard about the Morris dancing so much fascinating
Interruption I got some wolves, with them I am dancing
Usually men like me, are stable in a good function
I’m growing up so fast, and death is keeping inching
These days I feel a tension in all my friendship relations
Maaan I’m losing it, I’m losing it, the passion
I switch on the wax light, had one night conversation
Till she collapses definitely, she left me alone thinking
So hard to be alone, alone and lonely
Switching off the phone, dying slowly
If you don’t care y’all it’s not that big deal
But to lie and pretend I’m not Dr. Phil
Due to ya talks I was going in Labyrinth
Thanks Allah I knew it and I’m Elaborating
I’m letting out, Original and frank
You may not like it, Original and frank
Enemies switch off the light, Original and frank
Original and frank Original and frank
Original and frank
Verse 02:
Ethics before Lyrics, this later will be the Monument
Got my own method, it’s not for the money, man
I don’t worship the Rain-man like the rapper Eminem
I bet that white puppy still scared of the Bogyman
Open your E.Y.E I’m not the D.R.E
Neither the B.I.G nor the Eayzy-E
Lyrically unstoppable, Unreachable legible
Secret and Survival, untouchable invisible
Fool that’s DZ and that’s my mentality
My tongue refuses to say Nuttin but only the reality
I am not that Idiot who loves to be an Arab Idol
A gussy talent of pen that turned me to a suicidal
Social RAP writer, I am the Trouble maker
But after all and then, I’m not that too much Talker
To you all player haters, grow up let’s talk later
Too simply you are not, the sharpest knife in the drawer
I told them once before, ain’t plain’ fool we the men
Oh dang I told them we the gangs that’s the land
No comment much respect for street boyz band
I hope ya don’t get mad coz, I got ya homie n friend
That night looking for a trouble, I hit him with a shovel
He felt pain in double, walked home lost in a scrabble
I’m sorry I have a dignity, that I’m obliged to Maintain
Black and white’s purity, my word remains in
The good got nothing but the bad got a lot
That’s for a reason that’s why I don’t care about
They know how to pretend I figured it out
Hate it or Love it maaan I’m letting it out
Excuse me when I say original and frank
When you lie at me I don’t count you my friend
A secret enemy, what’s the different
I gotta some better rules I always use
Rule number Ono; never trust anybody
Destroying you, with ya secrets is handy
Rule number Two; know who you are mixing with
I tell who you’re when I see whom you’re messing with
Rule number three; I be the one who I wanna be
Being so free I love my character yeah that’s me
Rule number four, no friends I shut the door
After opening it, their deceit got more
Rule number five; be happy love the life
If you wanna survive, hustle and strive
Rule number six; avoid the materialistic
Now just Leave me alone, and after saying this,
I seem a pessimistic; somehow I’m a realistic
Leave me alone I’m just tired and sick,
I’m letting out, Original and frank
You may not like it, Original and frank
Enemies switch off the light, Original and frank
Original and frank Original and frank
Original and frank
__________________________________________
Algerian scheme: some of you heard of the American dream which isthe belief of Americans that their country offers opportunities for a good and successful life. For minorities and people coming from abroad to live in America, the dream also includes freedom and equal rights.
I mentioned the Algerian scheme which is a plan for getting money or some other advantage, especially one that involves cheating other people: and as we know Algeria is full of these kind of animals eh citizens.
Peaches: a particularly good or attractive person or thing.
The Morris dancing: a type of old English dance traditionally performed by men wearing special (usually white) costumes, often with small bells around their legs below the knee. Dances from some parts of Britain involve waving handkerchiefs, and in others the dancers knock sticks together. Morris dances are usually performed outdoors in the summer. Women now also sometimes take part.
Not the sharpest knife in the drawer: idiomatic expression that means Not Intelligent
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Original and Frank
13/08/2013
Verse 01:
By The year 2004, In Saida city I was a teen
Introvert and Poor, I was absent from the scene (boy)
While I was suffering, you were on the super sweet sixteen
You got a better life your daddy got the Algerian scheme
At the school classes, always falling on a daydreaming
Hearing my name Karim, that’s my teacher she’s screaming
And when we finish she say good night happy dreams
Hell yeah, I don’t even know what it means
That rich girl didn’t know for what I’ve been thinking (hell yeah)
Something she never missed it’s the smell in the kitchen
All the time everyday every hour every minute
I was not skipping reality, my Imagination got no limit
Thought I wasn’t Timid I was shy and so much nervous
Elementary rapper, lost in the world of the disses
You meant to be happy, from the money of the lobby
You got it all! boy, while my mind was Scrappy
I would be a criminal, if I did not get a hobby
Personal and original, check it it’s not a copy
I don’t get yours I mean the life of the riches?
You know bodyguards, driver the expensive watches
You wanna get my talent bring forty seven witches
Now get out of my way, I’m not that kind of pitches
Getting a car and Currency, are you living properly
You gonna lose it suddenly, fool save your property
I heard about the Morris dancing so much fascinating
Interruption I got some wolves, with them I am dancing
Usually men like me, are stable in a good function
I’m growing up so fast, and death is keeping inching
These days I feel a tension in all my friendship relations
Maaan I’m losing it, I’m losing it, the passion
I switch on the wax light, had one night conversation
Till she collapses definitely, she left me alone thinking
So hard to be alone, alone and lonely
Switching off the phone, dying slowly
If you don’t care y’all it’s not that big deal
But to lie and pretend I’m not Dr. Phil
Due to ya talks I was going in Labyrinth
Thanks Allah I knew it and I’m Elaborating
I’m letting out, Original and frank
You may not like it, Original and frank
Enemies switch off the light, Original and frank
Original and frank Original and frank
Original and frank
Verse 02:
Ethics before Lyrics, this later will be the Monument
Got my own method, it’s not for the money, man
I don’t worship the Rain-man like the rapper Eminem
I bet that white puppy still scared of the Bogyman
Open your E.Y.E I’m not the D.R.E
Neither the B.I.G nor the Eayzy-E
Lyrically unstoppable, Unreachable legible
Secret and Survival, untouchable invisible
Fool that’s DZ and that’s my mentality
My tongue refuses to say Nuttin but only the reality
I am not that Idiot who loves to be an Arab Idol
A gussy talent of pen that turned me to a suicidal
Social RAP writer, I am the Trouble maker
But after all and then, I’m not that too much Talker
To you all player haters, grow up let’s talk later
Too simply you are not, the sharpest knife in the drawer
I told them once before, ain’t plain’ fool we the men
Oh dang I told them we the gangs that’s the land
No comment much respect for street boyz band
I hope ya don’t get mad coz, I got ya homie n friend
That night looking for a trouble, I hit him with a shovel
He felt pain in double, walked home lost in a scrabble
I’m sorry I have a dignity, that I’m obliged to Maintain
Black and white’s purity, my word remains in
The good got nothing but the bad got a lot
That’s for a reason that’s why I don’t care about
They know how to pretend I figured it out
Hate it or Love it maaan I’m letting it out
Excuse me when I say original and frank
When you lie at me I don’t count you my friend
A secret enemy, what’s the different
I gotta some better rules I always use
Rule number Ono; never trust anybody
Destroying you, with ya secrets is handy
Rule number Two; know who you are mixing with
I tell who you’re when I see whom you’re messing with
Rule number three; I be the one who I wanna be
Being so free I love my character yeah that’s me
Rule number four, no friends I shut the door
After opening it, their deceit got more
Rule number five; be happy love the life
If you wanna survive, hustle and strive
Rule number six; avoid the materialistic
Now just Leave me alone, and after saying this,
I seem a pessimistic; somehow I’m a realistic
Leave me alone I’m just tired and sick,
I’m letting out, Original and frank
You may not like it, Original and frank
Enemies switch off the light, Original and frank
Original and frank Original and frank
Original and frank
__________________________________________
Algerian scheme: some of you heard of the American dream which isthe belief of Americans that their country offers opportunities for a good and successful life. For minorities and people coming from abroad to live in America, the dream also includes freedom and equal rights.
I mentioned the Algerian scheme which is a plan for getting money or some other advantage, especially one that involves cheating other people: and as we know Algeria is full of these kind of animals eh citizens.
Peaches: a particularly good or attractive person or thing.
The Morris dancing: a type of old English dance traditionally performed by men wearing special (usually white) costumes, often with small bells around their legs below the knee. Dances from some parts of Britain involve waving handkerchiefs, and in others the dancers knock sticks together. Morris dances are usually performed outdoors in the summer. Women now also sometimes take part.
Not the sharpest knife in the drawer: idiomatic expression that means Not Intelligent
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