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Before It Was Cool - Princess Biznotch ft. Doomtree

 


 Nothing Before Cool - Princess Biznotch ft. Doomtree 

**Hear NOTHING BEFORE COOL on SoundCloud*** 

Doomtree -  I Should Cut Your Liver Ou


Can I have a try?
Yeah,, no ... i have an idea i promise

Hey this thing is pretty cool...
I'd say it's even stellar
Awesome sauce perhaps pretty nifty tight n killer
Oh so dope its crispy clutch, fabulously nasty
The illest groovy gravy bombs bitchin classy
Those kick-ass grinding burgers fetch da the meat straight of the hook
Flossy righteous    smooth as butter    like cool-beans good
Stylin' fly slick n vicious skippy def so hood
Legit like a boss the primest brick book
The radical fantastic fizz the razor-sharp swag
 The illest of the dopalicious bingo straight smash
Cold-blooded raging so B. A. Boom
Keep it bad and hunky dory horrorshow rude
out of sight and  off the rack the bees knees crucial
Sweet fresh phat pickles wicked spoon boss dude
Brilliant madness cruisin rad in cat's pajamas
To the max, just the most, spiffy trill all up to code
A savvy fine and able Ace exquisite Hip and Bold


I, Is, Was'll - Princess Biznoch ft. Razpro FINAL

 

Soundcloud Audio

I Is Was'll - Princess Biznotch ft. Razpro (PING)

Right now I'm princess biznotch

But I'm always royal highness

everything about me you could say is just the finest

that king-size candy in my pocket? you and me,

lets dip behind the walls and under floors 

and she as we lean against each other just like brothers

gettinglate in our teeth

Tossing out the rapper in the basket as we leave please

my kingdom be the earth... i don't wanna spread disease

When its time to grieve me, ill leave behind the illest matter 

The priest'll auction off my dust and canonize me after



So the wisest all will gather to devise just how divine my ways

and mind indeed did shine for all my royal time

But princess still alive, 

so if you even try to climb as high as I

you'll get denied

For all the skies are occupied

by all my dreams and all my rhymes

But If i'm feeling kind

I may grow you a vine

and you could climb just high enough to see whats inside

but you can only look

because that thing in that nook

is how my mind gets hooked on rhymes like nothing matters

but

the chiiiime

hooks and patterns flowing creeks n chatter bout the peace

and laughter feel the beat and capture all the flags that r

scattered cause they tattered

Raw like vegetarian by beets remain tact

i'm so fresh that the 80s called to try to get me back

I say my styles at the shop in case you think i lack it 

Racking up the sessions so one day i really have that 

flow- you know! smoother than a cup of joe the hottest juice

in all the store exploring foolishness galore and if its me you

do adore just ask me nicely for some more i say that you can

dig it cause your head nod back n forth


 

MC Platter - 2025



Pete Rock - A Little Soul

My mind's made up of hip hop, at night it’s all I know

As soon as I get home my speakers lure me to the zone

 It’s time to greet the beat, release the emcees if I dare

 I flip upon my electronics let the music fill the air 

As waves invade the space the state of being escalates Mentally I can relate and levitate beyond the hate 

My body’s diggin’ tappin’ toes my head is nodding don’t you know

The beat is hella phat I can feel it in my bones

From the funky jazz tracks to the stack of golden classics, rap turntable bliss, brutal rappers can you get with this?

A lil' gangsta stylin', some underground wylin', smiling from these conscious rappers energy supplyin’.

The wack mcs stay at the door, the major labels I deplore

This independent sound I found I certainly adore, 

Like i said before i take the sounds by the pound,

 I pour the emcees through my ears and gargle rhymes around,  - I get fresher every session bit my tongue but now I spit it - And these days most the time I dream in rap i must admit it

 

(Chorus)

It’s something in the bass, its emcees i can taste. 

When it drops I never stop, I feel that musical embrace 

My days belong to rappers that are dope and rhyme with grace,

While too many suckas chase the flow but cannot keep the pace... 

It’s something in the bass, its emcees I can taste 

Don't knock i wanna bump cause this hip-hop takes the trump my days belong to rappers with the skills and not the stunts

 

Command respect and give it, raps a universal art form

The worlds got rappers scattered tearing microphones apart (yo) With lyrics deep and clever emcees get requested faster, 

But for now I'm scooping all the master rappers on a platter, 

I feast on rappers like I'm famished blasting tracks together, The melodies and beats I eat are so sick a disaster , I need it faster - All these rhymes are mine to keep - Although I sit alone I feel these lyrics and they deep

You can try to bomb me (You can try to catch the vibe)

analyze me can’t define me (Rap along n memorize)

my minds divine heavenly entwined like with Ghandis (My mic guided by devout Machi policy divine)

its gonna take more than an astrologist to knowledge this (Its gotta take guts to amplify a freestyle)

even a biologist can’t even get with this exotic-ness (After all them lines it ain’t gon’ hit without impeccable timing)

Cats at my front door, monkey on my back

Ill blacken up your foot stick u knee deep in the soot

cause I do it like a queen get u stuck like a rook

your name (break) not worthy of the books

I’ve seen tighter rappers on a candy bar, crook

my mind is made of hip hop the rest of it they took

 

(Chorus)

 

Just don't be alarmed if i don't give a darn

i try to pay attention but you seem to lack the charm

from the underground come the styles (break) that i chase

i say welcome to the earth meet a creature from space

Probing people asking what they think love is worth

Cause I think we all like cousins... and this is all family turf

Lace your sneakers, clean your beakers,

I’m a fixin’ to be mixin’ an elixir cataclysmic,

An illicit tincture most exquisite for my bizness,

the rest of you be digging’- yet you cant even get the picture,

 cause my essence came from neitche, plus the KRYS, yea the teacher

I been seeping in the beefs, get thesis phd’s

reaching for a crew supreme that you never can defeat

Kick it to the opposition keep em obsolete

I be repping who who wu cause a YOKE connecting we

helpin' out the folks hoppin' to the hokey pokey

when the heads come together we keep it okey dokey (and low key)

 

(Chorus)

 My days are made of hip-hop - no matter what the case