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sleepy jack 05-18-2008 07:14 PM

Favorite Verses
 
and go

"Suffering and fuck 'em all's the motto
I'm trapped in a bottle
My music's getting hollow
But that's happens when humanity you follow
Sell your Marlboros and car insurance
Put niggas on the moon but can't pay for your burdens
I smoke herb and rock a turbon
Meditate on the world and what's occuring
A lot of white boys like the style and copy
Think it's something deeper and repeat that we're not free
It's not about the separation, it's about the population"
- Del Tha Funkee Homosapien (Deltron 3030) "Madness"

simplephysics 05-18-2008 07:23 PM

ODB - Shimmy Shimmy Ya

Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay,
Gimme the mic so I can take it away.
Off on a natural charge, bon voyage
Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, Brooklyn squad
Wu-Tang Killerrr Bees on a swarm!
Rain on ya dollar's ass, disco dorm!
For you to even touch my skill,
You gotta have the one Killer Bee and he ain't gonna kill. Now
My producer slam, my flow is like bam!
Chop that down, pass it all around!
Lyrics get hard, quick cement to the ground!
For any MC in any 52 states,
I gets psycho killerrrr Norman Bates!
My producer slam, sharp like bam!
Jump on stage, and then I dun-daaaah!

ProggyMan 05-18-2008 07:25 PM

I was sitting on my fire escape and I saw...
sturdy bridges, decorated with dirty pigeons
a vagabond begging for three pennies and a princess
a junkie tourniquet surgeon urging the needle in
a batty senior citizen flashing that awful teethless grin
I saw a corner store merchant rest on a milk crate with a stog'
a pierced nose, a model with a stalker, cheap hooker, jay walkers
a table on a sidewalk with four old men slappin' dominos down
a city, a village, a neighborhood, a ghost town
I saw vandals catching tags and Puerto Rican flags
I saw a pregnant woman on the verge of bursting (boom)
I saw a blind man with a dog screaming 'someday I'll see it all'
and then he sat down with his hammer and saw
business men with multi-colored ties, cashmere checks
a nazi with tattoos on his neck, a Vietnam war vet
a Caucasian man with a limp and a cane, a pimp with his names
a thug circus, a pack of shook tourists hugging their purses
I saw freaks with rainbow streaks in dayglo hair
a mother smackin' the grin off her child, replaced it with a stare
a pothole, a storefront with a broken open sign
a hole in the wall bar kicking drunks to the gutter, it's closing time
I see a f**k up, a bum knuckle up with a taxi driver
a squatter, a grandfather, an angry right-to-lifer
I can see the roof garden on the apartment across the street
Aesop Rock, 6B Panorama

Sparky 05-18-2008 10:04 PM

Yo...!
I come with that ol' loco
Style from my vocal
Couldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focals
I'm no joker! Play me as a joker
Be on you like a house on fire! Smoke ya!
Crews be actin like they gangs, anyway
Be like, "Warriors! Come out and playiyay!"
Burn me, I get into ****, I let it out like diarrhea
Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea
Dirty, I keep **** stinks in my drawers
So I can get fzza-funky for yah
Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang RAHH!
Here comes the Tiger verse Crane!
Ow, be like wild with my style
Punk! You playing me, chump, you get DUMPED
WU! Is comin THROUGH! At a theatre near YOU!
And get funk like a SHOE!
What?!

ol dirty bastard :)

Alfred 05-18-2008 10:07 PM

Purple velvet melt metal itself quick tell
Everybody in the clique to get down with the Celtic
with the felt-tip attack raps around sounds
So bounce now, you ain't got the fingers to count styles
There it is (what?) that, ambiguous cat
Gritty kitty my rikky-raw rhetoric rap
Takin' back my style rip r-rebirth (gimme that!)
'cause I don't give a kcuf like the "f-word" reversed!

"Subculture" - Styles Of Beyond

sweet_nothing 05-18-2008 11:11 PM

Here's a little somethin' bout a nigga like me
never shoulda been let out the penititary
Ice Cube would like ta say
That I'm a crazy mutha ****a from around the way
Since I was a youth, I smoked weed out
Now I'm the mutha ****a that ya read about
Takin' a life or two
that's what the hell I do, you don't like how I'm livin
well **** you!
This is a gang, and I'm in it
My man Dre'll **** you up in a minute
With a right left, right left you're toothless
And then you say goddamn they ruthless!
Everwhere we go they say [damn!]
N W A's ****in' up tha program
And then you realize we don't care
We don't just say no, we to busy sayin' yeah!
To drinkin' straight out the eight bottle
Do I look like a mutha ****in role model?
To a kid lookin' up ta me
Life ain't nothin but bitches and money.
Cause I'm tha type o' nigga that's built ta last
If ya **** wit me I'll put a foot in ya ass
See I don't give a **** 'cause I keep bailin

NWA (Ice Cube)- Gangsta Gangsta

Nugget 05-19-2008 05:09 AM

True story...
Call me Thorburn, John H. Staff Sergeant, Marksman
Skilling, killing, illing
I'm able and willing
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage your village
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam ****
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing
Sex, gambling and boozin', all the **** is amusing
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't want to go home, where I'm just a ordinary human being
Special OP, Huey chopper gun ****, run ****
**** run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss, kill ****
Spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Victor Charlie, hit trigger, hit it
I'm in it to win it, get it
The lieutenant hinted the villain, I've ended up killing
I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons, a secret mission we about to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines bullets is spraying
It's heating up, a hundred degrees
The enemies the North-Vietnamese, bitch please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told "be at ease"
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we about to hit some trees
till the rotor broke, crash land, American man
Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearing black pajamas
They want to harm us
They all up on us
Bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flying, loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestins
Pray to the one above, It's raining and I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood
I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights
Blacks, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must have died, then I woke up, suprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back
But ain't escape Agent Orange, two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegia, micro cephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it they had it
My son died he ain't live, but I still try to think positive
Cause in life, God take, God give

r.a. the rugged man- uncommon valiur

blade53243 05-19-2008 06:26 PM

The nucleus of hip hop, rap's hallmark
They had a citywide effort to keep us in the dark
To the new details, distant wisp of light
Evidence of a terrifying threats on microphone
Rhyme stone, numerous parts combine
Strands of heavy metal form the steel arch design
Fit together seamlessly, everlasting rap
Heat-pressure generated by a blasted cap
The chamber when ya rollin' the dice everything count
Clan royalty where the loyalty is paramount
Couldn't be more wrong prior to your perusings
When ya spoke of us, you understated the influence
As I bury my motor-action, implode a fraction
Of ya investigation when ya askin
Aware about in ya suit and tie, cruising by
The intrepid workmen that sharpen ya sho

Like a child I have infinite patience when I write
The victim's dental records showed they loved to bite
The under like removed off a charged battery
Someone had his ear stuffed wit the sweets of flattery
A live wire, fired the shot in the booth
It wasn't even in the shooting distance of truth
Who broke the barrier causing mass hysteria?
At the darkest hour in the most densed area
In a stocking cap, undercover, while disguising
I'm rapidly advancing our horizons
This path of trade with the sharp blade, open to all across the globe
They simply heard my call
We hit up, the remote and primitive land
Left walking reminders that saw it first-hand
The music was a secure link we all think
On the same page as holding the ink, now whatchu think?
-GZA-Uncut Material

Inuzuka Skysword 05-20-2008 04:11 AM

Lupe Fiasco - Conflict Diamonds (Verse 2)

Sissero so old and genocide,
until the countryside just to get his shine on!
I fear what the beards and his peers use to do before the world really knew just to get they mind on!
Making paper from slave labour and hittin little kids with life time bids making em cut and shine stones.
Inflating the price and making em look nice and i wasnt thinking twice when i was putting mine on.
About a young shorty in Sierra Leone or other conflict countries that people call home.
I figured i would never go to Angola so it never did affect me that made me indirectly.
That my neck leash was funding a rebellion or a military coo,
started by malicious that dont believe in following none of Genevas rules.
I was brushing of the haters, trying to be cool.
Didnt have a clue that the rapper was helping the rapers, raiders of the villagers, pillagers of the schools.
Shooters of the innocent, torturers of the witnesses, burners of the binerses
At my birth there was the few.
Uhh, i aint pushing an agenda homie,
im jus pushing the facts, **** Bush!
Cuz theres people doin worse on this earth and there black,
i took it for years now let me bring it back,
We all know on foreign shores that they finance wars, but asks yourself do they finance yours.
When i first got mine i took em out on tour, they only lost half the value when i took em out the store.
Or it was full of moistened nikes and cubics but the jeweller knew i was stupid and that i couldnt prove it.
Feeling like i need it because i do music, to impress the groupies and the interviewers.
So i didnt praise nor did i loop it, even gave em to my girl thinkin i was cupid.
Homies were all hating hoping they could make me lose it, creeping through my own hood knew i had to remove it.
I see the Russian Mafia, the Jewish Mobsters, the undercover terrorists and the traps for the hustlers.
Homie its a rap for the nonsense rhyming, props to Kanye i call this Conflict Diamonds.

Lupe Fiasco - Hurt Me Soul (Verse 3)

So through the Grim Reaper sickle sharpening
Macintosh marketing
Oil field augering
Brazilian adolescent disarmament
Israeli occupation
Islamic martyrdom, precise
Yeah, laser guided targeting
Oil for food, water, and terrorist organization harborin
Sand camouflage army men
CCF sponsorin, world conquerin, telephone monitorin
Louis Vuitton modelin, pornographic actress honorin
String theory ponderin, bullimic vomitin
Catholic priest fondlin, pre-emptive bombin and Osama and no bombin them
They breakin in my car again, deforestation and overloggin and
Hennessy and Hypnotic swallowin, hydroponic coughin and
All the world's ills, sittin on chrome 24-inch wheels, like that

Commodore 05-20-2008 06:45 PM

Runnin' bumper to bumper in rush hour traffic,
Ain't got no hood ornament, I got an ******* magnet,
And it attracts every half ass and dead beat,
Who wanna pump they breaks like they want they trunk in they back seat,
And who is this tryin' to commit suicide,
You a grown ass man and you ridin' a f**kin' bike at night,
With dark clothes like you got a death wish,
Get your punk ass on the sidewalk punk b***h,
And this mother f**ker crossing the street is takin' forever,
Like he tryin to figure out which side of the street he likes better,
Better pick fast if I press the gas,
And plus I'm goin' so fast
that Imma swerve and clip his ass,
And this cop is in my rearview pullin' me over,
And if I roll the window down he gonna smell the aroma,
He's out there reachin' for his gun,
I put my hands on the hood,
Anyway you paint it,
The situation is no good.

Madrox - Freak Out

15Steps 05-21-2008 09:44 PM

Slow it down some
No split clown bum
Your gold hit sound dumb
Hold it now!!! Crown 'Em
Where you found them at?
Got 'em 'round town
Could've drowned in it
Woulda floated bloated
Voted sugar coated
Loaded hip shooter
Draw for the poor
Free coffee at the banks
Hit through the straw
None more for me, thanks
That blanks the raw
That dank sure stank lit
Sank passed the pit for more prank spit
Crank it on blast
Roll past front street
Blew the whole spot
Like some old ass with skunk meat
These kids is too fast
Juiced off of junk treat
Who could get looser off a crunk or a funk beat?

MF Doom - November Has Come

jocanaro 05-23-2008 04:39 PM

nick-knac paddy wack
give a bitch a crack sack
and a fat slap
with my muthafuggin nutsack

RBL Posse

Devilish 05-28-2008 03:45 PM

And all of this controversy circles me
And it seems like the media immediately
Points a finger at me (finger at me)..
So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie
Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up
When you don't give a ****, when you won't just put up
With the bull**** they pull, cause they full of **** too
When a dude's gettin bullied and shoots up his school
And they blame it on Marilyn (on Marilyn).. and the heroin
Where were the parents at? And look where it's at
Middle America, now it's a tragedy
Now it's so sad to see, an upper class ci-ty
Havin this happenin (this happenin)..
Then attack Eminem cause I rap this way (rap this way)..
But I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire
To burn and it's burnin and I have returned

Eminem - The Way I Am

right-track 05-28-2008 05:07 PM

We won it 3 times,
We won it 3 tiiiiiii...iiiiiiimes.
Without killing anyone...
We won it 3 times.

ayodcarr 06-24-2008 09:21 AM

I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive
At second hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
And let's start it like this son, rollin with this one
And that one, pullin out gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin keys from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Move from the gate now

mamanuthead 06-24-2008 09:58 AM

I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
I never have dinner with the President.
And when I see your ass again, I'll be hesitant.
Now I think you a snitch,
Throw a house nigga in a ditch.
Half-pint b****, f*****' your homeboys.
You little maggot; Eazy E turned f****t.
With your manager, fella,
F****' MC Ren, Dr. Dre, and Yella.
But if they were smart as me,
Eazy E'd be hangin' from a tree.
With no vaseline, just a match and a little bit of gasoline.
Light 'em up, burn 'em up, flame on...
till that Jheri curl is gone.

No Vaseline - Ice Cube's response to NWA's diss after he went solo.

ashtray 06-24-2008 02:46 PM

Goody goody gumdrops nigga
get your hoodie and your gun c*cked rock it till the drum stops
hip hop even if my sh*t flip flop and hit top it wouldn't stop talk sh*t and get socked

2Pac - Peep Game "The fame can't change what the game maintains"

TROY148 07-23-2008 08:25 PM

I'm glad to know there is somebody who likes that Del verse as much as I do. Here's mine:

Verse 1:
Light As A Feather
When I'm Floatin Through
Readin Through The Daily News
Measuring The Hurt Within The Golden Rule,
Centimetres Of Ether I'm Heatin The Speaker
Motivational Teacher With Words That Burn People
Seeing The Headlines Lined With Discord
It's Either Genocide, All The Planet In Uproar
Never Good But Rules Of Paradise Are Never Nice
The Best Laid Plan Of Mice And Men Are Never Right
I'm Just A Vagabond With Flowers For Algernon
The Average Joe Who Knows What The **** Is Goin On
It's The Hope Of My Thoughts That I Travelled Upon
Fly Like An Arrow Of God Until I'm Gone

[Chorus:]
So I'm Driftin Away Like A Feather In Air
Lettin My Words Take Me Away From The Hurt And Despair
So I'm Keepin It Vertical Forever Elevator
Ridin The Escalator To The Somethin That Is Greater
So I'm Driftin Away Like A Feather In Air
Lettin My Soul Take Me Away From The Hurt And Despair
So I'm Keepin It Vertical Forever Elevator
Ridin The Escalator To The Somethin That Is Greater

Nujabes ft. Akin from Cise star ( I had to include the chorus just because that part's hot too)

SD4LIFE 07-28-2008 03:12 PM

Inspectah Deck's first verse on Triumph

CAPTAIN CAVEMAN 07-28-2008 03:43 PM

"Somebody told me when the bomb hits
everybody in a two mile radius will be instantly sublimated,
but if you lay face down on the ground for some time,
avoiding the residual ripples of heat,
you might survive, permanently fucked up and twisted
like you're always underwater refracted.
oh but if you do go gas, there's nothing you can do
if the air that was once you
is mingled and mashed with the kicked up molecules
of the enemy's former body.
big-kid-tested, motherfucker approved. "

Hymie's Basement (Why?) - "21st Century Pop Song"

Fruitonica 08-03-2008 05:22 AM

The Herd-77%

(Cheers) Well I'm left sitting here staring into a beer
shaking my head at the same ol' loathing and fear
Stranger in my own land, can't understand
How the very word Australian has been damned
I f**king hate myself, take 'Aussie' from my name
Erase this endless shame, forever casting blame
If you don't act the same will I destroy you?
Everyone looks the same beaten, black and blue
So I've had enough of these redneck pricks
When fact is the only real **** that sticks
Watch as I tear the very skin from my face
So none'll see my race, my deep disgrace
Your not even from here in the first place
And those that are you wanna further debase
Nup, no more, never again whether by fist or pen
I will defend, cos I'm at a loose end
The shattered remnants of Aussie dignity
I'm a skip, whitey, round-eye suprise me
By using your shrivelled brain to please explain
How the clever country just went down the drain
We rode the sheep's back now the sheep ride you
If this is how its gonna be don't call me 'true blue'
I denounce my ancestors, wounds still fester
If you say 'it aint so' I suggest ya' wake up

ProggyMan 08-03-2008 10:20 AM

With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath
When will I finaly get to rest? Through this supression
they punish the people that's askin questions
And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions
The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons
Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don't ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people and politics we address
Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic
And when you get stranded
And things don't go the way you planned it
Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference
Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen
If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change
It wasn't nuttin like the game
It's just me against the world

Dmizz 08-03-2008 06:40 PM

It ain't hard to tell, I excel, then prevail
The mic is contacted, I attract clientele
My mic check is life or death, breathin a sniper's breath
I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps
Deep like The Shinin', sparkle like a diamond
Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket linin
Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion
Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian, half-man, half-amazin
Cause in my physical, I can express through song
Delete stress like Motrin, then extend strong
I drank Moet with Medusa, give her shotguns in hell
From the spliff that I lift and inhale, it ain't hard to tell

It ain't hard to tell - Nas

WWWP 08-04-2008 12:00 AM

(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
(I love it when you call me Big Pop-pa)
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
Bay-bee

Kirby 08-04-2008 10:26 PM

I look at actors and cryin' is easy as fondue,
But what do you do when extreme hurt is upon you?
Real life ain't no movie, homie, and this ain't John Woo,
But I almost lost it at the ending of John Q.
And I almost lost it when Jennifer Hudson blew,
But I'm still waiting for that real emotion to come through,
Then maybe I could get a cry, God, maybe One, Two?
Been red for life, this the first time ever me want blue, (what?)
Give me the blues, sometimes I turn on the news, and I,
Look at all these fueds, then I,
Try to make them fuels,
I never cry.
No tear drops for your eyes,
Poetry's music, oh my,
Almost made me tear up,
To Think about my children, no lie.
Maybe I'm black hearted,
You thinkin' "Damn, he's shady."
Or sayin', "Man, he's crazy." for the way I abandon me lady,
And one day, she can repay me,
Yes, that woman can betray me,
Then I probably cry, if not,
I'll do it if I win me a Grammy, maybe.

One Good Time - Tech N9ne



When ya'll listen to my music, I think ya'll take it lightly,
But I been raw from the beginnin', just ask my Uncle Ike,
He will tell you Royalty's been planted deep in my Psyche,
All you peasant's hail the King, Just call me Aaron Almighty,
So when you critique my music, you sound like fools to me,
And I don't think you deserve to hear another jewel from me,
The industry cheated me, repeatedly cruel to me,
So now I act conceited, guess you needed no grooves from me,
I've had it, retired mayne,
You niggas is fired mayne,
'Cause you know me and Travis was supposed to inherit the entire thang,
I'm normal, I've never admired fame,
I'm just famous, 'cause I'm a **** up, and ya'll desire pain,
So don't talk to me when you see me,
Awfully is how you treat me,
Offa me, everybody leave me,
It costed me, never was it easy,
So say goodbye to the bad guy,
A nigga don't have anymore to sell you,
This might be the last time you hear a bad guy like Tecca Nina, baby,
Let me Tell You...

Last Words - Tech N9ne

ProggyMan 08-06-2008 06:05 PM

I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front do'
I'm living everyday like a hustle
Another drug to juggle, another day another struggle

I know how it feels to wake up ****ed up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell
People look at you like you's the user
Selling drugs to all the losers mad Buddha abuser
But they don't know about the stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray
So you can reminisce and wish
You wasn't living so devilish s-****
I remember I was just like you
Smoking blunts with my crew
Flipping oldies 62's
'Cause G-E-D was it B-I-G, I got P-A-I-D
That's why my mom hates me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out Nick's went for twenty down south
Packed up my tools for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves
Four drunks trying to stop my flow
And what they don't know will show on the autopsy
Went to see papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for circumcise and he wasn't trying to hear it
Smoking mad Newports 'cause I'm doing court for an assault
That I caught in Bridge Port, New York
Catch me if you can like the ginger bread man
You better have your gat in hand
'Cause man

I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knocking in my front do'
I'm living everyday like a hustle
Another drug to juggle, another day another struggle

Leeman 08-07-2008 04:03 PM

Yo, on the scene is the brother that's big, I'm not a little kid
I'm a nig who don't dig a mutha****in pig
Cause to me they ain't nothin but harassers
That misuse they badges to whip niggas' asses
Then one day they slow rolled through the hood
With the .38s ****ed, 2 deep, up to no good
They say that my skin was black so they attacked
Threw me on the back and stuck a gat to my ****in cap
One murdered my man like it was okay
For the life he ended he got suspended with no pay
But if a man woulda took the cop life, he woulda got life
And never again see the street lights, and that's trife
Around my way they shot many teens
And them cops better stop, or I'ma stop em, by any means
The Big L won't hesitate to cold diss em
And if you ask me, mutha****a the whole system
There are too many young black brothers doin life bids
Cause justice means 'just us white kids'
So take heed to the rhymes I kick
I'm about to flip, cause I'm fed up with that bull****

Fed Up Wit The Bull**** - Big L

anticipation 08-07-2008 04:14 PM

Probably kissed me that same evening I should be hurling
Matta fact, gimme back my bracelet and my stearling
I rather waste it or give it for ya girlfriend
She did let me stab it last week while you was working
Remember our vacation out to Maryland?
I dooked the maid Carolyn
She made me throw the towel in
Like all fool men the times I hit ya moms off
I told her knock it off
But she had to set the rocket off

doom - fancy clown.


Every night you hear the bullets blast
Even if you in the suburbs every night, you see the footage flash
across your screen, I'll tell you my biggest pet peeve
You lookin at it thinkin like, "It don't affect me"
You livin large I'm thinkin like, "It don't impress me"

onebelo - axis.

devilz advocate 08-14-2008 01:22 AM

Going crazy my heart is breaking
I can't sleep at all
Trying to get through this
Don't know how I'll do this
I know that I only got my self to blame (only got myself to blame)
But that doesn't help to ease the pain (doesn't help to ease the pain)
I'll just die if I can't see your face

Until you come back
I can't breath
Until you come back
I got no reason
Got my heart, my heart down on it's knees
I still need you beside me


I lose myself in all these fights
I lose my sense of wrong and right
I cry, I cry
It's shaking from the pain that's in my head
I just wanna crawl into my bed
And throw away the life I led
But I won't let it die, but I won't let it die

But now it's over, it's over, why is it over?
We had the chance to make it
Now it's over, it's over, it can't be over
I wish that I could take it back

Double X 08-16-2008 07:47 AM

The ending of dogs - pink floyd


Who was born in a house full of pain.
Who was trained not to spit in the fan.
Who was told what to do by the man.
Who was broken by trained personnel.
Who was fitted with collar and chain.
Who was given a pat on the back.
Who was breaking away from the pack.
Who was only a stranger at home.
Who was ground down in the end.
Who was found dead on the phone.
Who was dragged down by the stone.

I love it. :p:

_The_Dead_1_ 08-24-2008 01:10 PM

Eminem - Amityville - Last Verse


That's why the city is filled with a bunch of ****in idiots still (still)
That's why the first mother****er poppin some **** he gets killed (killed)
That's why we don't call it Detroit, we call it Amityville ('Ville)
You can get capped after just havin a cavity filled (filled)
Ahahahaha, that's why we're crowned the murder capital still (still)
This ain't Detroit, this is mother****in Hamburger Hill! (Hill!)
We don't do drivebys, we park in front of houses and shoot
and when the police come we ****in shoot it out with them too!
That's the mentality here (here) that's the reality here (here)
Did I just hear somebody say they wanna challenge me here?? (huh?)
While I'm holdin a pistol with this many calibres here?? (here??)
Got some registration and just made this **** valid this year? (year?)
Cause once i snap i cant be held accountable for my actions
and that's when accidents happen,
when a thousand bullets come at your house
and collapse the foundation around and they found you
and your family in it (AHHHHH!)
GOT DAMNIT HE MEANT IT WHEN HE TELLS YOU

The Instant Classic 08-25-2008 03:25 AM

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey's head

And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out

And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times

I wonder if it's too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life's better now then it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in


Photograph - Nickelback

FrankieJayG 09-06-2008 12:56 AM

Los-Say yeah freestyle
They like who the **** is los and Im like who the **** is you
I'ma lion no lying I'll be longin the ****in zoo
If they lying leave em lying they family **** em too
I am custom I am somethin they ain't accustomed to
boy I'm the ****ing truth and will I chill never
I'm so sick having the flu might make me feel better
Lil fella don't stop, for this grill chedda dope gwop, ill leather no top rollin on wheels so big so mean so slick so clean so six oh kings quit jokin nigga this whole thing is berrnanas please pardon my slur grammer
I'm just so bizerre that I start stretchin my werd am I gettin on yer nerves
Hope so dope flow and I'm los not loso and I'm def not so so but if jermaine wanna throw couple dollars my way lemme know so
I'll be down south screwed up tippin on fo fo's dippin on volvos sittin on low pros and im loco not local Im so cool I flow through I go through impossible obstacles Im so close I feel it I kill it like errytime
erry line of mine such a phenomenon behind the line of nas and nine and be on my obvious ambiance I think I wrote this in an ambulance
My flow is as cold as an avalanche
Why do you think that you have a chance if you grab your pants
and the **** that I do you would rather dance, with both feet tied
I closed these eyes and I wrote these lines
So how you gonna read em if you dont read mine
and if you read minez please dont read mines;
in the bathroom with the lights off in the mirror say it slow three times like candy man i like callin you randy man so give me a hand like the adams family (snap) the adams family (snap) how in the **** would you ever think your man can handle me (snap)
not for nothing never happen I be forever rappin, the best until I Will smith and switch it to clever actin
Man stop Im the hood hero like han****
I guess we enemies of the state thats why my mans locked
Set up the damn shop finish it re-up and stack cuz when you bad boy you gotta dodge the men in black
No longer bad boy, but I've been blessed since
Now Im bout to fill up banks like im the fresh prince
My new motto is keep trying and go through
you now flyin with G5.2!

ScaryMovie 09-07-2008 04:00 PM

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

Inspectah Deck on Triumph

Surell 09-07-2008 04:23 PM

The super flow with more jokes than Bazooka Joe
A mix between Superfly Snuka and a superhoe
Chew a MC like El Chupa Nibre
Digest a group and sell the poop on eBay
Danger with the vest screamin "Shoot the DJ!"
Doom clickin over two chickens, three-way
Four in the 5, a cork on the freeway
Villain find a way to make 'em pay whatever we say
... state your intentions
"I really love your tape but I hate your inventions"
Very well - what you want, a brownie?
He took off the mask and whispered "Put me where you found me"
He kept his paper digits in a chunk
Once joined a rap click - midgets into crunk
He did a solo on the oboe
Coulda sold a million then the Villain went for dolo
... and cited creative differences
Basically they hated, he left no jaded witnesses
Rappers suck, when they spit I doubt 'em
The crap they sing about you'll wanna slap the {****in ****} out 'em
Psht - time waits for no man
On a blind date, a love with a slow chrome hand
Judged him by his shoes, hot smelly Brogan
Budged him with the news, called him pot-bellied Conan
... no prick barbarian
A strict bear-atarian, a sick pair of merry men
The beat is like a swift kick in the rear end
The stiff {****} made her lose her lipstick and hairpin
He said "Djamn! Act like you know me
Even with the mask on, show me what you owe me"
Tell her brush her grill and wash her face and {twat} homey
Dumile got her like Inuyasha got Kagome
What we have here is a failure to communicate
If you gonna hate, might at least get your rumors straight
about Doom the Great, a lot more confident
Came a long way since the days we had to rhyme for rent
It was time well spent, vented
Spelt and dented, hell-bented and heaven-scented
A wire is dead, he's in it for the cash flow
I'd like to send a big up to Firehead Lazzo
Let a brother know once you lasso Hasbro
So when he come with Destro he gets no hassle
... could hardly get a word in and
wonderin what the damage is to retain Harvey Birdman?

It's the whole song, but not really any verses, soooo...

Thrice 09-09-2008 11:56 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by ScaryMovie (Post 515486)
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

Inspectah Deck on Triumph


I think this is awful, generic garbage.

here is my personal equivalence.
'I have to go pee pee, then i wipe my ass with TP, got some on the seat said 'hee hee', the teach said who, i said 'me me!', we call my town CC, whic stands for Cape Coral, where chicks do oral, and the scenery is floral, i nutted on a bitch named laurel, there was actually 2 so i'll make it plural, i came on there chins, and then on there shins, then wrote this garbage which trumps your **** in 3.5 mins."

simplephysics 09-09-2008 02:33 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Thrice (Post 516205)
here is my personal equivalence.
'I have to go pee pee, then i wipe my ass with TP, got some on the seat said 'hee hee', the teach said who, i said 'me me!', we call my town CC, whic stands for Cape Coral, where chicks do oral, and the scenery is floral, i nutted on a bitch named laurel, there was actually 2 so i'll make it plural, i came on there chins, and then on there shins, then wrote this garbage which trumps your **** in 3.5 mins."

That's Wu Tang blasphemy!

sleepy jack 09-09-2008 04:29 PM

I can mingle with the stars and throw a party on Mars
I am a prisoner locked up behind Xanax bars,
I have just boarded a plane without a pilot
And violets are blue, roses are red,
Daisies are yellow, the flowers are dead.
Wish I can give you this feeling
I feel like buying,
And if my dealer don’t have no more, then
I feel like dying.

Kirby 09-09-2008 06:01 PM

It doesn't take much, and that's messed up,
Because these people do a lot of simple **** to impress us,
While everyone was tryna outdo the last man,
I was just a ghost, tryna catch some Mrs. Pacman,
Hello ma'am, would you be interested,
In some sexual positions and emotional investments?
See, I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational,
When I be askin', yo, where did all the passion go?
East Coast, West Coast, Down South, Midwest!
Nowadays, everybody knows how to get fresh,
Somebody give me a big yes!
God Bless America, but she stole the B from Bless,
Now I'm too ****ed up to dance,
So I'ma sit with my hand down the front of my pants,
You can't achieve if you don't take that chance,
So go pry open that trunk, and get those amps!!


Song: Trying To Find A Balance
Verse: First Verse
Group: Atmosphere
Album: Seven's Travels

Thrice 09-10-2008 06:28 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sleepy jack (Post 516272)
I can mingle with the stars and throw a party on Mars
I am a prisoner locked up behind Xanax bars,
I have just boarded a plane without a pilot
And violets are blue, roses are red,
Daisies are yellow, the flowers are dead.
Wish I can give you this feeling
I feel like buying,
And if my dealer don’t have no more, then
I feel like dying.

some lil wayne is alright.


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