A song by the Tampa Bay group Decades that embodies the purities of hip hop.

Decades are three of the hottest spitters; representing the Hip Hop culture of South Chicago, New York City, and the Tampa Bay.  Produced by N.V.S. written by $implicity, Sage Rhyme, and N.V.S.

This that pure hip hop spit
That makes time slow
When that bass hits
It's that bay shit
Hard bass kicks 
Coming out my whip
This my spit

Decades - Pure HIP HOP

Decades - Whoa [Draft]

Hit em with the mag
And they run like wow
But they wanna see me shut em down
I know I know I noticed how
Nobody wanna talk about my style
Put em in the dust but I space them out
I'm on my enterprise shit
Jean-Luc in the flesh
Engage the very best
No test they gotta rest
My phaser up on they chest
Suppressed from rapid fire
It burns all through they breast
Take a breath
Lock on two to beam
C-Dub we on the lean
On a mission for that green
Not that cream cuz fuck that money
I'm better than all your buddies
Them ladies they think I'm lovely
They hopping just like a bunny
My fingers they gripping tummy
We fucking until it's sunny
It's funny
Ya baby pretty
I'm witty
They try to get me
It's close but no cigar
The dose 4 times a bar
In loop
The quad set be banging in your car
16 for a verse
That burst of ammunition
Take you back to liquid swords
The genius is by omission
The illest is never written
The keenest they shall observe
I'm murderous on the mic
My brain is so disturbed
I'm courteous when I fight
But viscous when I just spit it
Viscosity that of liquid
They wondering how I did it
Diminished the soul of critics
It's cryptic and highly finished
Designed it just like a mystic
Linguistics that of the lore

Sage Rhyme - Enterprise [W.I.P. Clip]

1 - C-Dub - The Winner

3 - C-Dub - Make It

5 - C-Dub - Take-5(Accapella)

7 - C-Dub - Down Like Me

8 - C-Dub - Watch Me Shine

Never quit it, I get it til I'm finished
I'm a Menace with the Guinness
Better witness how I kill every sentence
That's ever been sent since I came and showed up upon the sensors
Spreading the message That I'm number one
Now come and best us cuz I'm gettin restless
Testers cross you off the checklist
Guess I'm livin wreckless,
But I'm still waitin for somebody to come and next us
C-Dub posted at yo nexus, I cross yo X's and make em whole
Then wear it from a necklace so I will never forget this 1 time
1 Kiss
1 Mind
1 Bliss
1 Fine connection
1 Dime on the table
Then I'm...
Escapin the pain
The eaves thwart the rain
I turn to my notebook
My pencil is my cocaine
Addicted to the strain
It comes from within my brain
And It's hard to explain
I wish that I could restrain
These feelings, they got me going crazy
Baby I'm Insaaaane
chachacha 

SageRhyme - Chachacha (Snippet)

My flow is killing me
It's gotta be pressing up outta me
Without my weed I ought to be
Regarded as an oddity
But probably the prodigy died
Inside so modestly 
And honestly
I think it's been lost 
I see no prophecy
And quality
Has always been likened down to a novelty
It's like you gotta be a shitty rapper to
Adhere to the policy
I'm better than clever
I make em wetter how I use my letters
Better check the headers before the shredders
for them leg spreaders
Now how's the weather
I keep it warmer than a sweater
Lock it down like 2 barretta's
Staying fly with fewer feathers
Even though they call me lesser
Still lay them up on the stretcher
Leave them tender cuz they caught my lecture
That's how I get ya
Deep in to the psychiatric or crazy center
The brain fermentor enter the end of all pretenders
No surrender I'm coming for each and every last offender
No dolo, on my solo, supreme rhyme it's no contenders











Test Mixdown

When the smoke clears
What you see is what you really fear
So brace yourself cuz what you see is absolutely on the reel
Roll it, fast forward rewind
It doesn't matter which part you watch it's always on your mind
And it makes you feel bitter each and every single time
And there's nothing I can do so then I start to write some rhymes
And I, feel depressed like I'm caught up in your non-sense
And every step I take it's like I'm breathing out a collapsed chest
I'm broken hearted, feeling down on my luck we parted
You question my life, at least I'm trying to get it started
I'm trying to be real
I never tried to lie
But you can't look me in my eyes
It makes me wanna cry
It's so sad
And now your living is bad
You moved out to the ghetto
Bet you're feeling real swag
You got your money in the bag
And now your counting all ones
You're just a silly stripper
And I ain't stressing ya none
Bitch


Sage Rhyme - Fuck You

What part 
Of being nice do you not get
I'm a soldier with a weapon see that target
Largest
Prick in the room 
Zoom to the tune hear the boom
Shake it up
Bounce with the beat as I make it up 
Time to fill a cup
Shawty got drunker than a mug in the club
In the cut I was chopping up the bud
Bet I twist it up blowing shotguns what the fuck
Are you stupid
One hit make a motherfucker lucid
Do this, who is
The nicest with the new shit
Ohh kid
Mr Rhyme dropping bombs on these haters acting like they judas
Fuck a priest; I ain't even need em
I don't even need a reason
To be seeing cats scheming when they breaching
I be reaching for the next words I be speaking
In between all of my breathing
Manifesting what I'm seeing
And if I catch you peaking
That's the end of the dramatics
If you really want some static I'll be running to the attic
Loading up them automatics get to dumping nasty habbits
Get to fucking up them bastards like I'm living with some facists
Fuck outta here but you fucking like you rabbits
I'm brighter than a motherfucker powered by a ballast
I'm the nicest emcee dropping bars up on the planet
Let me sharpen up your pallet, cuz your duller than a mallet

Bars Mixdown2

Sage Rhyme - Aspen Snippet

Wolf Pack .10

ON FIRE 2

Decades - Welcome To Florida [Rough Cut]

I met the nicest girl 
In the strangest kind of way
She came into my work 
And then I wondered what to say
I fumbled and then she paid
Made comments about the rain
The strain was on my brain
I'm different I'm not the same
I'm questioning on my aim
Intentions are really tame
Was it timid I became?
Would she
Know my name
If we
Passed again
Would she
Hold me to blame
For fucking up what I'm saying
I'm shaking I could explain
While feeling this little shame
For straying up out my lane
I'm rusty I'm out the game
Wasn't looking I abstain
I couldn't even complain
These feelings I wish would wane
Make the blood rush through my veins
It's similar to the pain
Happiness is but a grain
A picture up in a frame
It's twisted like a chicane
Forced to work in it's domain
Missed connections I maintain
Make me wanna catch this plane
Yet, I remain
With this smile on my face.

Sage Rhyme

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