Kevin101 Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 Easy for me...Nas-NY State of Mind Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
richard saunders Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 Any of song off of Liquid Swords Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KDawg Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 Too many to name... I listen to pretty much everyone in rap, so I have ALOT of favorite songs. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
santanamoss89 Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 Tupac-Changes Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blondie Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 Anything Tupac B.I.G Blondie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
G.A.C.O.L.B. Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 "Hit Em Up" by Tupac. Emotion, emotion, emotion. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
semiskin Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 "Can I Live" -- Jay-z "Jeah" -- Copywrite Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thanos Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 The greatest rap stanza in hip hop history.Twenty years old and still the Mona Lisa of hip hop lyrics. Eric B & Rakim's My Melody: I'm not a regular competitor, first rhyme editor Melody arranger, poet, etcetera Extra events, the grand finale like bonus I am the man they call the microphonist With wisdom which means wise words bein spoken Too many at one time watch the mic start smokin I came to express the rap I manifest Stand in my way and I'll lead a ??? words protest MC's that wanna be dissed they're gonna Be dissed if they don't get from in fronta All they can go get is me a glass of Moet A hard time, sip your juice and watch a smooth poet I take 7 MC's put em in a line And add 7 more brothas who think they can rhyme Well, it'll take 7 more before I go for mine And that's 21 MC's ate up at the same time Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jrockster21 Posted January 22, 2006 Share Posted January 22, 2006 The greatest rap stanza in hip hop history.Twenty years old and still the Mona Lisa of hip hop lyrics.Eric B & Rakim's My Melody: I'm not a regular competitor, first rhyme editor Melody arranger, poet, etcetera Extra events, the grand finale like bonus I am the man they call the microphonist With wisdom which means wise words bein spoken Too many at one time watch the mic start smokin I came to express the rap I manifest Stand in my way and I'll lead a ??? words protest MC's that wanna be dissed they're gonna Be dissed if they don't get from in fronta All they can go get is me a glass of Moet A hard time, sip your juice and watch a smooth poet I take 7 MC's put em in a line And add 7 more brothas who think they can rhyme Well, it'll take 7 more before I go for mine And that's 21 MC's ate up at the same time I disagree. All right stop collaborate and listen Ice is back with my brand new invention Something grabs a hold of me tightly Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly Will it ever stop yo I don't know Turn off the lights and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle Dance go rush to the speaker that booms I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom Deadly when I play a dope melody Anything less than the best is a felony Love it or leave it you better gain weight You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play If there was a problem yo I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SkinzFan007 Posted January 23, 2006 Share Posted January 23, 2006 Lyrically there isn't much better than "Rewind" by Nas. I cannot imagine the talent it takes to write a song like this. Mos Def, Common, and Rakim are very close in talent to Nas lyrically but I dont think anyone touches Nas. Rewind Listen up gangstas and honeys with ya hair done Pull up a chair hon' and put it in the air son Dog, whatever they call you, god, just listen I spit a story backwards, it starts at the ending The bullet goes back in the gun The bullet hole's closin this chest of a ni**a Now he back to square one Screamin, "Shoot don't please" I put my fifth back on my hip It's like a VCR rewindin a hit He put his hands back on his ***** My caravan doors open up I jumped back in the van and closed it shut Goin reverse, slowly prepared My ni**a Jungle utters out somethin crazy like, "Go he there" Sittin in back of this chair, we hittin the roach The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in growth Jungle unrolls it, put his weed back in the jar The blunt turns back into a cigar We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal fans Spinnin records backwards of AC/DC I give my ni**as dap, jump out the van back first Back upstairs, took off the black shirt I'm in the crib with the phone to my ear Listen up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear The voice on the phone was like, "Outside right we" So with my mouth wide, holdin my heat Bullets I had plenty to squeeze, plenty for ya 'Cause Jungle said, "Block your on enemies the" Hung up the phone, then the phone rang I'm laid in the bed thinkin 'bout this pretty young thing Who left, she came back, her clothes just fell to the rug She fell to my bed and gave me a hug I told her, "No hell" She talkin 'bout, "Me kiss" Bobbed her head then spit the nut back in my di** Started suckin with no hands, a whole lotta spit Then got up and put her bra back on her tits Got fully dressed and told me, "Stressed really I'm" Picked up her Gucci bag and left her ni**a behind Walkin through the door, she rang the bell twice I vomited Vodka back in my glass with juice and ice The clock went back from three, to two, to one And that's about the time the story begun That's when I first heard the voicemail on the cell It said, "Son we found that ni**a we gotta kill" [Message Beep] Ay yo son, ay yo son, you hear me, you hear me? Listen man, this dude right on the block, right now, man I found him, right now, I see him right now! Let's kill him) [Message Beep] "Yo, this Nas, leave it. Peace" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ironmic Posted January 23, 2006 Share Posted January 23, 2006 almost anything by Rakim but my favorite of all time is L.L Cool J THE BREAKTHROUGH...................................................................................Knuckleheads sweat and gossip all over town Every time I drive by their just standin' around Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your hand Don't you know you're just a worker and your boss is my man? L.L. this, L.L. that, soon as I walk in the place I wanna take my gun and shoot you in your mutha****in' face You're playin' me too close with the schemin' and games I guess the beef and the bull**** is the price of fame Movies, records, goin' on tour Twenty-thousand people hip-hoppin' on the floor Whole parties body-rockin', and everything's chill Get back to New York, and the suckers act ill See I fought with the devil, made a promise to God I have experience in goin' all the way to the top It's harder harder than hard All the suckers are barred You used to try to talk down now your ego is scarred See the problem is you want what another man has His car, his wife, or his razzamatazz But that's weak, you gotta do work on your own cuz when you're rich you got friends but when you're poor you're alone So get your own on your own, it'll strengthen your soul Stop livin' off your parents like you're three years old Instead of walkin' like you're limpim and talkin' yang about me why don't you take your monkey-ass and get a college degree? Or write a rhyme and ride a bike and try to live carefree Hope my message reaches you before you're seventy-three A old man, when people ask you what you did with your life you'll say "I hated L.L. and I carried a big knife" Every day is a chase, every day is a race and every day you're being overpowered by my bass Too much juice to be a deuce, I had to be a ace It's like the fire's in my eyes and the gun's in my face I'm stompin' stupid knuckleheads until they bleed I'm the leader of the show, so it's up to me to lead I'mma lead you away from drugs and petty crime Lead you away from wack beats and rhyme Lead you to that ticket line so you can come in my show and watch the stars shine Get busy, not dizzy, wanna teach the young The last man who didn't listen ended up gettin' hung Not that I killed him, it's just He didn't wanna trust the words of a master that's why you must Take heed to the speech, it's gonna reach your ear Don't try to say you can't hear cuz the words are clear Throwin' flurries, punks scurry and I bury the rest You better hurry up and rock a rhyme and give it your best Cuz tonight's the night we gonna see the big fight Twelve-gauge on the stage in case it don't go right E-Love drives a tank, he's strong like a truck If you're cryin' while you're dyin' we ain't givin' a **** L.L. Cool J is on the microphone tellin' all you punk ducks "Leave me the hell alone" Cuz I'm rated X, born to snap necks Straight up and down, no special effects I'm the professor, the teacher, the hip-hop dean If Russia bombed the U.S., they'd be scared to touch Queens Cuz that's where I live, and this is what I give Turnin' top-notch crews into fugitives They run, they frightened, they hide from King Titan like a sniper when he's shootin' or a viper when he's bitin' Here I am, tellin' the truth and I'm spreadin' the word to my fellow youth It goes man-to-man and jam-to-jam I got hip-hop, rock, and love song fans All you petty MC's in the state of New York Gettin' a thousand for a show but you still wanna squawk Can't get a decent contract, your beats ain't workin' Dogged-out Pumas plus you're manager's jerkin' Your mic sounds weak, remember that skeezer I'm badder than Napoleon, Hitler or Caesar I'm a hitman, but I'm not for hire Fly girl's desire, the man you admire Not only on the stage, I rock in the park and I'm a killer in the daytime, and worse after dark So don't never ever mess with the king of the sound L.L. Cool J, the baddest around. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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