The Rap Monument

Danny Brown, Raekwon, Meyhem Lauren, Pill, CyHi The Prynce, SL Jones, Remy Banks, Two-9, Bryant Dope, Scotty ATL, Go Dreamer, Yak Ballz, Del Harris, Renegade El Rey, Nigel Nasty, Action Bronson, Mike G, Kilo Kish, Rockie Fresh, Heems, Da$H, Alexander Spit, Flatbush Zombies, Zebra Katz, Bodega Bamz, Retch, A$Ton Matthews, Prodigy, Killer Mike, Pusha T, Vado, Young Thug, Bobby Creekwater, Nipsey Hussle, Problem, YG

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CyHi The Prynce

Cydel Charles Young (born September 15, 1984), known professionally as CyHi the Prynce, is an American rapper and singer. In 2009, Young signed his first major-label contract with Akon's Konvict Muzik, in a joint-venture with Def Jam Recordings. In 2010, he gained further mainstream attention for his work with rapper Kanye West, appearing on West's highly acclaimed album, My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy (2010). Young would also heavily co-write lyrics for West's discography in the following years, resulting in six Grammy Award nominations for Best Rap Song.Young has released nine mixtapes, with conscious or political themes often discussing the history of black people in America. He was released from Def Jam in 2015, and in November 2017, he released his de… more »


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The Rap Monument LYRICS 
Ft: Action Bronson, Alexander Spit, A$ton Matthews, Bobby Creekwater, Bodega Bamz, Bryant Dope, CeeJ, Curtis Williams, CyHi The Prynce, Danny Brown, Da$h, Del Harris, Erick Arc Elliott, FatKidsBrotha, Flatbush Zombies, GoDreamer, Heems, Jace, Killer Mike, Kilo Kish, LightSkinMac11, Meechy Darko, Meyhem Lauren, Mike G, Nigel Nasty, Nipsey Hu$$le, Pill, Problem, Prodigy, Pusha T, Raekwon, Remy Banks, Renegade El Rey, Retch, Rockie Fresh, Scotty ATL, SL Jones, Two-9, Vado, Yak Ballz, YG, Young Thug, Zebra Katz & Zombie Juice 
Produced By: Hudson Mohawke, Nick Hook & S-Type 
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[Verse 1: Pusha T]
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, ménage
Boomerang, Strange'
Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la renta(y)
Your hijo pequeño, my nachos, bel grande
Stay sippin' that André
Spent 3 stacks, that's André
That Balmain, that Phillip Lim
They say i'm dressing like Kanye
I'm everything that my rhymes say:
Breadwinner, brand owner
Play Cloths, millionaire
Trendsetter, landowner
Hope your bitch don't land on him
Drink in his hand with the sand on him
You small time, you Hyundai's
You couch niggas, we stand on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it

[Verse 2: Bryant Dope]
I got flames for your download link
I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't take my heat
Fireball flow can't bat in my league
I'm the best rapper that's been slept on
Stick around like gum that's been stepped on
Stepped on, I stepped up, so what up?
Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts
I cold crush every beat that I touch
My words silk and my flow is pure plush
Tell HudMo Dope says "what's up?"

[Verse 3: Go Dreamer]
Go Dreamer's a [?], wish upon a star
I'm too cold for Pluto so I'm movin' back to Mars
This that spaceship, that space shit
This that category 5, this that quake, bitch
See I'm so funked out, like out of here
Like blue lights in the basement
And it's a red state, in Georgia with it
Last verse, did you get it? Nah
Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
Eatin' your dollar truffles, this acquirin' taste
Tantalise so you can see the bigger picture that God is the light
In the fixture or in the background
Cut all the hatin' in the background
Cause if music and money is the motive then you're so gimmick
Who's to tell me I can't have a trillion dollar grilled cheese sandwich?
Boy stop playin', stop playin'
I'm just sayin', just sayin'
Now who else wanna f*ck with Hollyweird Go?

[Verse 4: Retch]
Break up and roll it, light it and smoke it
Pass it, don't hold it, lovin' that potent
I'm drinkin' and smokin', it still got me goin'
These bad hoes is gruntin', their booties is pokin'
Out them little dresses, [?]
He don't even smoke but tell Butter roll an ounce
Cause I'm way too fucked up and I'm too turnt up
And I brought my own shit and I do my own stunts
Young and I'm wildin', [?] try him
He'll call me Retch but your bitch call me Bryan
In Polo I'm stylin', it's all that I'm rockin'
If you catch me not in 'Lo it's a problem
'Less it's a Champion suit, then I'm trappin'
[?] got all this 'Lo all from rappin'?
Used to have a nigga that was down to get to clappin'
Seen it on a video, he yappin' to the captain
[?] snitchin'
These [?] cause these niggas switchin'
And these niggas bitchin' more than these bitches
And I'm just so sick of this shit, it's ridiculous
Middle finger to the feds, [?] all day
Take her out to eat then I make a bitch pay
And my wine [?] and my shrimps sautéed
And I'm chillin' in LA with [?] for the day

[Verse 5: Nipsey Hussle]
Ain't that a bitch?
Foot up on the dash, ain't no brakes in this bitch
Cover girl givin' face to the Crip
Somethin' 'bout a nigga on the way to the chips
High off the money and I'm wasted as shit
High off the life and she can't get a grip
Hundred dollar cup and you can't get a sip
I'm a million dollar nigga, you should take you a flick
Hundred thousand dollar car where I sit
And my broad is the shit
Crenshaw in the 6
Got it parked at the Shell in front of all of the Crips
You either ball or you brick
She don't know money so she callin' you rich
You ain't got game so you fall for the shit
Spend it all in this bitch 'til it's gone and she split
Now you feel like a wimp
Talkin' 'bout what you was buildin' and shit
Got you all up in your feelings and shit
Problem is, she addicted to the real nigga shit
To the [?]
50 dollar, hundred dollar bill shit
[?] gold crown on a real nigga wrist
Fresh like my nephew Khalil in this bitch
.40 cal, no concealing the shit
4 gun cases, I'm still with the shit
Backlit, wood wheel when I whip
Got her right up on my lap, that's a real nigga risk
And then feel on my tip
Hoes like feel then I Stockton assist
It ain't no stoppin' shit
Avoid the potholes, put stocks on the 6

[Verse 6: Problem]
Got Mary blowing Jane
We fucking high, sex on a plane
Hey newscaster, we about to rain
Loving the club because we fill the section with pain, c'mon
Blow him up, finna explode
All of hell's kitchen praying he don't stick from the stove
God got me, illum-i-not-me written in bold
Slept on, now I'm everywhere like g-g-g-go crazy
Buy 150
Let me tell y'all now, I want Nicki
Lift her up high up like helicopter far away from her fellow
Let her play problem
While problem tongue play with propeller (what)
Keep fresh just in margielas
Diamond lane running thangs ain't shit you can tell us (don't tell us nothing)
Done everything, ain't shit you can sell us
Money over bullshit, friction derail us (naw)
[?] niggas, yeah we take it or leave it
But know it's over since I was [?]
You nervous like I thought you seen [?]
I'm a boss [?]
Cause I'm a mad man
Put you to sleep like the sandman
Give me the throne, I'm a chairman (diamond)
Rolex beat, it's time for just winning, no fakes
Just copped more 4 5's and 9s, I ain't talking bout no J's
Please be afraid but I ain't the shooter
Riding shotty in the chevy [?] know as a Krueger
Lyrical ruler [?]
You lukewarm, boy, go get you a cooler please
Your bitch know that I'm cooler, please
Your bitch know that I'm cooler, please
So cool I could fucking die if I drop a few degrees
Boss daddy used to call the police
Get it good girl, use your knees
I love them brainiacs
Yeah, my last ho had a few degrees (for real)
Back on my Compton shit
Demonic how I demolish shit
Angelic with my intuition
Student of game make hoes pay tuition (huh)
No dice, no pill, but I'm on a roll
That one nigga that Kendrick can't control (what)

[Verse 7: Danny Brown]
That Ambien in my ink pen
Move the brown squares like Wheat Thins
Y'all five days and a weekend
Stay smokin' on that defense
That's 2 or 3 and I'm zonin'
Got money like I cloned it
Your bitch came through and I owned it
Rims on the Caddy and I ice-cream coned it
Homie, you ain't hitting on nothin'
Drop that top when I hit that butt
Pimp so hard it's a full time job
Swear, 12 stacks in my glove box
Bitch niggas, tell me what it's gon' be
Young nigga chop it up 223
Come to the D, don't hit OGs
And my advice is stay low-key
Bitch we great, bitch we great, fuckin' set
Bitch we jump up, bitch we jump up, we go

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Written by: Albert Johnson, Antony Griffin, Arslani Ariyan, Bryan Jones, Bryant Dope, Daniel Carrillo, Dell Harris, Jackson Ray, Matthews Aston, Morgan Ojay, Nigel Nasty, Remy Banks

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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