Top 5 Dead or Alive

Top 5 Sex Positions

5. Lying sideways

4. Reverse cowgirl

3. 69

2. Positioned anywhere in the kitchen

1. Doggystyle, of course

Top 5 Drugs to do at a bachelor party

5. Whiskey

4. Marijuana

3. Painkillers

2. Cocaine

1. Viagara

Top 5 Money Magazines

5. Money

4. Entrepeneur

3. Robb Report

2. Business Weekly

1. Black Enterprise

Top 5 Black Female Porn Stars

5. Vanessa Blue

4. Pinky

3. Heather Hunter

2. Obsession

1. Vanessa Del Rio (editor’s pick)

Top 5 Rappers

5. Ice Cube

4. Ice T

3. Just Ice

2. Ice Mike

1. Vanilla Ice

Top 5 High Schools in Tulsa

5. Bishop Kelly

4. Victory Christian

3. Tulsa Central

2. Booker T. Washington

1. Holland Hall

Top 5 Universities in Nashville

5. Fisk University

4. Vanderbilt University

3. David Lipscomb University

2. Belmont University

1. Tennessee State University

Top 5 Video Shows

5. VH1 Top 20 Countdown

4. 106 and Park

3. Total Request Live

2. Yo MTV Raps

1. Rap City Top 10

Top 5 F. Scott Fitzgerald

5. This Side of Paradise

4. The Fiend

3. The Great Gatsby

2. The Beautiful and the Damned

1. Zelda

Top 5 Racists of All Time

5.  Adolf Hitler

4.  Huey Long

3. Bill O’Reilly

2. Andrew Jackson

1. Madonna

Top 5 Rap Verses of All Time (Thanks to http://www.ohhla.com)

5. Triumph- Inspectah Deck w/ Wu Tang

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block

4. I Ain’t No Joke- Rakim’s first verse

I ain't no joke, I use to let the mic smoke
Now I slam it when I'm done and make sure it's broke
When I'm gone, no on gets on, cause I won't let
nobody press up, and mess up, the scene I set
I like to stand in the crowd, and watch the people wonder "Damn!"
But think about it, then you'll understand
I'm just an addict, addicted to music
Maybe it's a habit, I gotta use it
Even if it's jazz or the quiet storm
I hook a beat up, convert it into hip-hop form
Write a rhyme in grafitti and, every show you see me in
Deep concentration, cause I'm no comedian
Jokers are wild, if you wanna be tamed
I treat you like a child, then you're gonna be named
Another enemy, not even a friend of me
Cause you'll get fried in the end, when you pretend to be
competing, cause I just put your mind on pause
And I complete when, you compare my rhyme with yours
I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember me?  The one you got your idea from
But soon you start to suffer, the tune'll get rougher
When you start to stutter, that's when you had enough of
biting it'll make you choke, you can't provoke
You can't cope, you shoulda broke, because I ain't no joke {*echoes*}

3. Death Around the Corner- Tupac’s first verse

I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive
In the city where the skinny niggas die
If they bury me, bury me as a G nigga, no need to worry
I expect retaliation in a hurry
I see death around the - corner, any day
Tryin to keep it together, no one lives forever anyway
Strugglin and strivin, my destiny's to die
Keep my finger on the trigger, no mercy in my eyes
In a ball of confusion, I think about my daddy
Madder than a motherfucker, they never shoulda had me
I guess I seen too many murders, the doctors can't help me
Got me stressin with my pistol in my sheets, it ain't healthy
Am I paranoid? - Tell me the truth
I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot
Ran out of indo and my mind can't take the stress, I'm out of breath
Make me wanna kill my damn self; but I see death around the corner

2. Murder Was the Case- Snoop Dogg’s second verse

I'm fresh up out my coma
I got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my corner
It's gonna take a miracle they say
For me to walk again and talk again but anyway
I get, fronted some keys, to get, back on my feet
And everything that nigga said, came to reality
Livin like a baller loc
Havin money, and blowin hella chronic smoke
I bought my momma a Benz, and bought my Boo-Boo a Jag
And now I'm rollin in a nine-trizzay El Do-Rad
  "Just remember who changed your mind
   Cuz when you start set-trippin, that ass mine"
Indeed, agreed proceed to smoke weed
Never have a want, never have a need
They say I'm greedy but I still want mo'
Cuz my eyes wanna journey some more, really doe (check it out)

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord, my soul to keep
If I should die, before I wake
I pray the lord, my soul to take

No more indo, gin and juice
I'm on my way to Chino, rollin on the grey goose
Shackled from head to toe
25 with an izzl, with nowhere to gizzo, I know
them niggaz from the other side recognize my face
Cuz it's the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C
Mad doggin niggaz cuz I don't care
Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair
Niggaz stare as I enter the center
They send me to a leval 3 yard, that's where I stay
Late night I hear toothbrushes scrapin on the floor
Niggaz gettin they shanks, just in case the war, pops off
Cuz you can't tell what's next
My little homey Baby Boo took a pencil in his neck
And he probably won't make it, to see twenty-two
I put that on my momma, I'ma ride for you Baby Boo

1. ***Tie*** Nas / A.Z – Life’s a Bitch – first verse and second verse

[Verse One: AZ the Visualiza]
Visualizin the realism of life and actuality
Fuck who's the baddest a person's status depends on salary
And my mentality is, money orientated
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
cause yeah, we were beginners in the hood as five percenters
But somethin must of got in us cause all of us turned to sinners
Now some, restin in peace and some are sittin in San Quentin
Others such as myself are tryin to carry on tradition
Keepin the schwepervesence street ghetto essence inside us
Cause it provides us with the proper insight to guide us
Even though, we know somehow we all gotta go
but as long as we leavin thievin we'll be leavin with some kind of dough
so, and to that day we expire and turn to vapors
me and my capers-ll be somewhere stackin plenty papers
Keepin it real, packin steel, gettin high
Cause life's a bitch and then you die

[Chorus: AZ the Visualiza]
Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high
Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we puff lye
Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high
Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we puff lye
		--> chorus #1 echoes at the end

Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you die
		--> chorus #2 includes these lines, echoes at the end

[Verse Two: Nas]
I woke up early on my born day, I'm twenty years of blessing
The essence of adolescent leaves my body now I'm fresh in
My physical frame is celebrated cause I made it
One quarter through life some God-ly like thing created
Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some
Load up the mic and bust one, cuss while I puffs from
my skull cause it's pain in my brain vein money maintain
Don't go against the grain simple and plain
When I was young at this I used to do my thing hard
Robbin foreigners take they wallets they jewels and rip they green cards
Dipped to the projects flashin my quick cash
and got my first piece of ass smokin blunts with hash
Now it's all about cash in abundance, niggaz I used to run with
is rich or doin years in the hundreds
I switched my motto -- instead of sayin fuck tomorrow
That buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto
Once I stood on the block, loose cracks produce stacks
I cooked up and cut small pieces to get my loot back
Time is Illmatic keep static like wool fabric
Pack a four-matic that crack your whole cabbage

Top 5 PG Rated Movies of All Time

5. The Lion King

4. Anastasia

3. Follow That Bird

2. Cinderella

1. Alice in Wonderland

Top 5 Social Sites

5. Myspace.com

http://www.myspace.com/ryanmega

4. Facebook.com

http://www.facebook.com/ryan.mega

3. BlackSaavy.com

http://www.urbansavvy.com/ryan_mega

2.   Okayplayer.com

http://www.okayplayer.com/sirryan

1. LPSG.org

http://www.lpsg.org/

Top 5 Sport Franchises

5. Chicago Bulls

4. New York Yankees

3.  Brooklyn Dodgers

2. Los Angelas Lakers

1. Chicago Cubs

Top 5 American Holidays

5. Easter

4. Christmas

3. Halloween

2. Valentine’s Day

1. New Years

Top 5 Sitcoms of All Time

5. Scrubs

4. Fresh Prince of Bel Air

3. The Cosby’s

2. Seinfeld

1. Small Wonder

Top 5 Mixed Celebrities

5. Kristen Kreuk

4. Derek Jeter

3. Tiger Woods

2. Lisa Bonet

1. Rosario Dawson (of course)

Top 5 Whips

5. Bentley Continental

4. Bugatti Veyron

3. H2 Hummer

2. Audi R8

1. Mercedes Benz SLR McLaren

Top 5 Cities in Florida

5. Pensacola

4. Tallahassee

3. Miami

2. Daytona Beach (shouts to Bethune – Cookman and the racetrack.)

1. Orlando

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