90's

Eminem, Hopsin & Tupac - Don't Make Enemies  check it out & make sure you check out my Hustle Hard West Coast Mix, if you enjoy this track you'll enjoy the mix. Top Beatz

Don't Make Enemies With Me

2Pac, Eminem, Hopsin - Don't Make Enemies  Top Beatz Retwist

Eric B & Rakim | Casualties Of War (1992) Soulpower Mix

Scientifik | Disco Tech (1991)

M.O.G. | Takin' No Shit (1992) Explicit

Eminem Till i collapse

The Eminem Show

Soldier

The Meth Lab

Another Winter (feat. Carlton Fisk, Hanz On & Streetlife)

It doesn't take long for the nightmarish news
To sweep the world like a shockwave
The mighty Man of Steel, once the superchampion, admired by billions
Has proclaimed himself a wildman
Afraid of going on an uncontrollable rampage at any moment

Kool Keith

Ayo stupid, you thought I was over
Living like Oscar, Big Bird and Grover
I'm the X the man the first challenger
I keep rhymes in place like Bob Gallagher
Fittin, and in the chair I'm sittin
Rappers know I'm Kool, rappers know I'm Keith
Like Charlie Brown, good grief
I see rappers I know they turned African
I just pedal my bike, then I laugh again
I pull the girls with thread and one string
They say I'm steppin to them for one thing
But I don't think so, you think so, really?
Tapes is wack and new MC's sound silly
I hate to criticize, I have a problem
In this school wack rappers I'll solve them
They wanna be like Ultra on the jizz-ock
Try to act like they not but on the cizz-ock
Suckin, takin, aw-ll be slurpin
Comical bums your wack jams ain't workin
You ain't got the style to rock no man
You get a pound from me, but with no hand
Diss em!, I'm not the one Miss Ferguson
Cold stupid as hell like George Jefferson
Yeah, you dummies better be careful
I pick up rappers and throw away a handful
Yes... I'm Pluckin everyone's card 

[steppin to the man]
(repeat 3X)

Twinkle twinkle twinkle little star
Behind those glasses I know who you are
You Racer X, here's rubber speed
You dissin James? He's chicken feed
He can't rap or clap or make a feet tap
How bout Monie and Nikki? they both bullcrap
I see light in my lamp, but not on the mic
How could I diss myself in front of Dolemite
You wanna preach and teach and be a rebel
Then underline disguise and be the devil
Call yourself God, can you make it rain?
Can you tell me how or what I'm thinkin in my brain?
I'm not the bighead kid who wanna show off
I just pick up the mic and then I blow off
Dirt, crumbs, any type of feather
You ain't genuine, toyin real leather
Pleather, coming out in the weather
You rap on R&B tracks and whatever
Hi Uncle Tom, go head entertain
Dance and get sweaty, and let me use my brain
I think twice about the big bow tie
You wearin one? I wanna know why
I see fools all dressed in tuxedos
And at the Grammy's, a bag of Fritos
Dumb people wonder, dumb people think
Just to be large, do they have to wear a mink
Drive a Cadillac, drive a Benzo
A Rolls Royce with a funky Testarosso
I'd rather stay in New York and not Hollywood
Fool, I'm Pluckin everyone's card 

[steppin to the man]
(repeat 4x)

You takin off you're gold and for what?
Because you wanna be down and so what?
You buy your African beads from Koreans
Africans, you walkin by human beings
You don't know, you're so stupid
Take the books you read you're still stupid
Learn, see the rappers I burn
You're coming next, it's your turn
Let me sprinkle Salt, let me sprinkle Pepa
On doo-doo, and whatever
You wanna speak on the X, then let's go with this
I know I'm talented, good, and such a pro at this
Trade, skill, future my job
And at lunch I eat a rap shishkabob
You wanna spin with the real and make a big deal
Yes, you're in the showcase showdown
I hope you're ready to rock and come blow down
Huff, and puff, like the big bad wolf
I'm not the man concerned with that story
Look out, watch, you're Three Feet and Sinkin
The Tribe's are lost and everyone's breath stinkin
[Ahhh, to the crossroad] (X-Clan sample)
Look at one man carry many loads
I gotta move enlighten a sleepy world
Remember, I'm

Pluckin everyone's card [steppin to the man]
Pluckin everyone's card (yell at the top of my lungs) [steppin to the man]
(repeat 3X)

Hahahahaha, you can't even focus the energies of your own body
How can you hope to topple the God of War, against his will?

Pluckin everyone's card (yell at the top of my lungs)
(repeat 3X)

You're one of those peace loving folk singers
Errrrr, let her contend with this...

Ultramagnetic MC's - Pluckin Cards (1991) (Native Tounges, X-Clan, Salt N Pepa Diss)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TGOMVuQdjz8
Who's spreadin all the rumors, who's tellin all the lies?
Solo fell off? You must be drinkin St. Ide's
I'm back in effect on my second cassette
Check the untouched rep, scarin emcees like a bomb threat
Rumors and lies, at the same time try to destroy my name
Is this the price for fame?
If people got money, for rumors and talk
They'd have a lot of millionaires livin here in New York
Three number one hits, should kill the negative vibe
Solo's name and fame could never be denied
It's got me trapped in a corner and I wanna attack
I tried to hold it in before but now I can't hold it back!

(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
"K-S-O-L-O" "No longer a fugitive"

I wrote 'Spellbound', to put my face on the map
But rumors have it that another man laid in jail wrote
That's impossible, Kevin Madison will take a stand
If he wrote 'Spellbound', who the hell wrote 'Letterman'?
Mission to make the non-believers there become a witness
When I release the hit, "Tell your moms ta mind her bizness"
It went number two, not far from number one
While the fugitive ran, I came back, to get the job done
Now they wanna tell lies, and take credit from a great
Hard working Solo artist, but this'll set em straight
I came back for ninety-two on a Sam Sneed track
I tried to hold it all in, but now I can't hold it back!

(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
"K-S-O-L-O" "No longer a fugitive"

Verse Three: K-Solo

Cops would arrest me, before, but now I'm on a tour
So what they knockin at my mother's door for?
The cash made I received, the money I was worth
But Solo couldn't change, cause I was taught first
To remember who you are, and where you come from
It won't be hard for you to become, number one
I don't like crowds around me ever, only a true friend
Can become an enemy so I stay Solo forever
I like it that way, but I hate when people say
Put me down on a record, so I can get paid
If I bring crews and other emcees on stage
And help everybody else, I never stay paid
So I write rhymes for Solo, and help myself
So when I get there, I can give another brother help
Kevin Solo demonstration left others and that's that
I tried to hold it in before but now I can't hold it back!

(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
[K-Solo] I can't hold it back
(Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo! Let it go Solo!)
"K-S-O-L-O" "No longer a fugitive"

Now I got a new album, and a tape and a CD
And those who thought I fell off were really surprised to see
K-S-O-L-O throwin down and all the rumors
And the lies that they were spreadin couldn't keep me down!
Back out my face, keep my name out your mouth
This record got you cornered and there's no way out
Solo killed all the rumors cause I had to attack
I tried to hold it in before but now I can't hold it back!

K- Solo - I Cant Hold it Back (DMX Diss) (1992)

LL Cool J - To da Break of Dawn (1990) (Kool Moe Dee Diss)

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M.O.G. | Takin' No Shit (1992) Explicit

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