What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

[Springfield]

I would say musical lyrics but it's probably best to keep it to hip hop and really mostly mainstream hip hop (although we won't have to worry about super obscure horror core rap with MoCo gone).

Post your favorite lyrics. Flows well, has great meaning, pumps you up. Just make sure to watch the language!

(Also it would be helpful to post who and song title)

I'll start off...

Andre 3000 (Outkast), Aquemini

"My mind warps and bends, floats the wind, count to ten

Meet the twin Andre Ben, welcome to the lion's den

Original skin many men comprehend

I extend myself so you go out and tell a friend

Sin all depends on what you believing in

Faith is what you make it, that's the hardest **** since MC Ren

Alien can blend right on in with your kin

Look again, cause I swear I spot one every now and then

It's happening again, wish I could tell you when

Andre, this is Andre, y'all are just gon' have to make amends"

Kendrick Lamar, **** Don't Kill My Vibe

"This **** is vital, I know you had to

This **** is vital, I know you had to

To die in a pitiful vain, tell me a watch and a chain

Is way more believable, give me a feasible gain

Rather a seasonal name, I'll let the people know this is something you can blame

On yourselves you can remain stuck in a box

I'mma break out and then hide every lock

I'mma break out and then hide every lock"

Lupe Fiasco, Streets on Fire

"Disease, the virus is spreading in all directions

No safe zone no cure and no protection

No symptoms define the signs of an infection

No vaccines, remedies, and no corrections

Quarantine the dreams and seal off the connections

Don't let them in not a friend not a reflection

Everybody's got it and want you to have it next and

Don't accept them if you want to stay as an exception

No pill can heal the ill of this

Sickness some are still in doubt of its existence

Some call it forgiveness and some call it the vengeance

Some say it's an exit and some say it's an entrance

The poor say the rich have the cure

The rich say the poor are the source

Revolutionaries say it's psychological war

Invented by the press, just to have something to report

Some say the first case came from a maternity ward

Some say a morgue, some say the skies, some say the floors

Whores say the nuns, nuns say the whores

And everybody is sure

The scientist say it only affects the mind

The little boy said it only affects the girls

The preacher man said it's going to kill off the soul

A bum said it's going to kill the whole wide world"

[Jumbo]

so...who is going to get themselves banned this time? (every time there's a hip/hop/rap lyrics thread people end up posting rule 6 and rule 13 violations)

 

or maybe I just saved people! 

 

(you did your part, Spring) 

[Springfield]

I figure that the tailgate has been rather dry lately. I wanted to do my part to get some (apparently not) original ideas going.

To much racism talk, tragedy talk, political talk going on in here.

Let's get some people banned!!!

[RawBBQSauce]

RZA - Wu-Tang Clan - 4th Chamber (Liquid Swords solo album by GZA)

Ay yo, camouflage chameleon, ninjas scaling your building
No time to grab the gun they already got your wife and children
A hit was sent, from the President to raid your residence
Because you had secret evidence, and documents
on how they raped the continents,

and it's the prominent dominant Islamic, Asiatic black Hebrew
The year two thousand and two, the battle's filled with the Wu
Six million devils just died from the Bubonic Flu
Or the Ebola Virus, under the reign of King Cyrus
You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris
Un-loyal snakes get thrown in boiling lakes of hot oil

it boils your skin, chicken-heads getting slim like Olive Oyl

only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil
Fortified with essential, vitamin and minerals
Use the sky for a blanket, stuffing clouds inside my pillow
Rolling with the lambs twelve tribes a hundred and forty four thousand chosen
Protons Electrons Always Cause Explosions

 

Nas - One Mic (Stillmatic)

All I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen
One prayer - tell god forgive for one sin
Matter fact maybe more than one, look back
At all the hatred against me, **** all of them
Jesus died at age 33, there's thirty-three shots
From twin glocks there's sixteen apiece, that's thirty-two
Which means, one of my guns was holding 17
Twenty-seven hit your crew, six went into you
Everybody gotta die sometime; hope your funeral
Never gets shot up, bullets tear through the innocent
Nothing is fair, n***as roll up, shooting from wheelchairs
My heart is racing, tasting revenge in the air
I let the **** slide for too many years, too many times
Now I'm strapped with a couple of macs, too many nines
If y'all n***as really wit me get busy load up the semis
Do more than just hold it explode the clip until you empty
There's nothing in our way, they bust, we bust, they rust, we rust
Led flyin, feel it? I feel it in my gut
That we take these ****es to war, lie 'em down
Cause we stronger now my n***a the time is now!

 

Eminem - The Way I Am (The Marshall Mathers LP)

Sometimes I just feel like my father,
I hate to be bothered
With all of this nonsense it's constant
And, "Oh, it's his lyrical content -
- the song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses"
And all of this controversy circles me
And it seems like the media immediately
Points a 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 <edit rule 6 violation>, when you won't just put up
With the bulls*** they pull, 'cause they full of <edit rule 6 violation>too
When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his school
And they blame it 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 city
Having this happening...
Then attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way...
But I'm glad 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire
To burn and it's burning and I have returned

[BRAVEONTHEWARPATH93]

Jay Z - Moment of Clarity

 

Music business hate me cause the industry ain't make me

Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music I be making
I dumbed down for my audience to double my dollars
They criticized me for it, yet they all yell "holla"
If skills sold, truth be told, I'd probably be
Lyrically Talib Kweli
Truthfully I wanna rhyme like Common Sense
But I did 5 mill' - I ain't been rhyming like Common since
When your cents got that much in common
And you been hustling since your inception
**** perception. Go with what makes sense
Since I know what I'm up against
We as rappers must decide what's most important
And I can't help the poor if I'm one of them
So I got rich and gave back, to me that's the win/win
So next time you see the homey and his rims spin
Just know my mind is working just like them
(rims, that is)

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fkbslthgPKY

 

 

JAY Z - Can I Live

 

Why I'm watching every ***** watching me closely?

My **** is butter for the bread, they wanna toast me
I keep my head, both of them, where they supposed to be
Hoes'll get you sidetracked, then clapped from close feet
I don't sleep, I'm tired, I feel wired like codeine
These days, a brother gotta admire me from four fiends away
My pain, wish it was quick to see
From selling 'caine 'til brains was fried to a fricassee
Can't lie, at the time it never bothered me
At the bar getting my thug on properly
My squad and me lack a respect for authority
Laughing hard, happy to be escaping poverty
However brief, I know this game got valleys and peaks
Expectation for dips, for precipitation we stack chips, hardly
The youth I used to be, soon to see a mill'in
No more Big Willie, my game has grown
Prefer you call me William
Illin' for revenues, Rayful Edmond-like
Channel 7 News, 'round seven jewels, head dead in the mic
Forgetting all I ever knew, convenient amnesia
"I suggest you call my lawyer, I know the procedure"
Lock my body, can't trap my mind
Easily explain why we adapt to crime
I'd rather die enormous than live dormant, that's how we on it
Live at the main event, I bet a trip to Maui on it
Presidential suites my residential for the weekend
Confidentially speaking in codes since I sense you peeking
The NSX rental, don't be fooled, my game is mental
We both out of town, dog, what you trying to get into?
Viva Las Vegas, see ya later at the crap tables
Meet me by the one that starts a G up
This way no Fraud Willies present gambling they re-up
And we can have a pleasant time, sipping margaritas
Ge-ge-gyeahh

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JC7MJ8l73SQ

 

Jay Z - Dead Presidents II

 

Who wanna bet us that we don't touch lettuce

Stack cheddars forever
Live treacherous, all the et ceteras
To the death of us: me and my confidants, we shine
You feel the ambiance, y'all ****** just rhyme
By the ounce, dough accumulates like snow
We don't just shine, we illuminate the whole show, you feel me?
Factions from the other side would love to kill me
Spill 3 quarts of my blood into the street
Let alone the heat
**** em, they hate a ***** loving this life
In all possible ways, just know the Feds is buggin my life
Hospital dazed, reflecting when my man laid up
On the uptown high block he got his side sprayed up
I saw his life slipping, this is a minor setback
Yo, still in all we living, just dream about the get-back
That made him smile, though his eyes said "pray for me"
I'll do you one better and slay these ****** faithfully
Murder is a tough thing to digest, it's a slow process
And I ain't got nothing but time
I had near brushes, not to mention
Three shots close range, never touched me: divine intervention
Can't stop I, from drinking Mai-Tai's, with Ty-Ty
Down in Nevada, ha ha, Poppa, word life
I dabbled in crazy weight
Without rap, I was crazy straight
Partner, I'm still spending money from '88

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYIsa_u_C-s

Power Circle - Kendrick Lamar

 

Look inside the eyes of the last Mohicans survived

You won't last a weekend outside
Seen a pastor tweaking, then sunk his teeth in a rock his demise
Later on that evening you heard the grieving of angels that cried
See a demon don't compromise
And so I walk alone with a cross and a diamond stone
I'm a diamond inside the rough that's too mighty for maricons
I might as well put all my killers in YSL
Put my voice on this microphone, put you **** ****** through hell
Hell's fire, I never lie, you will never grind
I know the priors they running by us when we do crime
I know that section eight wanna discontinue my Moms
When they heard that Ohio State gave me 30 racks in July
Oh Lord, this can't be life, no it can't be life
When they day breaks and you earned them stripes
And you learned that strike
From upstate will adjourn that life and confirm that life
It's good bait for the warden that might get awarded and write
Now your fate can record it denied a reporter replied
The death rate will eventually climb, so eventually I'm
On a track race for the dough before time get a clock that resigns
So about face if it ain't business, I get offended, I mind
Now one fake, I'm a realist in strive, I'm a billion in five
Well a billion cause the limit is the sky and I live on cloud nine
And I recognize my nemesis gon' try to put a finish in my shine
But *****, we'll hurt you
Life in the power circle

 

 

 

Wale - Legendary

 

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion
I'm sort of a genius, nothing short of a legend
Sort of Tommy Lasorda
The way I'm sorting these pitchers
Pictures whatever, **** it my speech is off
Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far
Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars
Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with Mars
Only fear is mediocrity
So every time I got a beat I feel like I don't gotta sleep
You keep praying on your break, I hope you got a sling
Shot for all them shots coming out them beaks
Sort of like Socrates in a Prada tee
You can't kick it, your pockets thinner than soccer tees
People ****ing with me, they ain't ****ing with you
Lyrically top hmm, being generous too
I remember a "n-word" demo just sit in a room
Made some moves, now I'm known to spit December in June
Rented a coupe - cool - met me a chick
Always keep a rubber, word to Telly In Kids
If you gon do it you gon do it, go handle your biz
Or smoke some purp take a Percocet and Xanax and chill
For real, you real then you don't need to say it
It's something to be great, it's nothing to be famous..

 

 

Kanye - Drive Slow

 

My homie Marley used to stay at 79th and May

One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school for the Stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they would leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand
Keys in his hand, reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Ellesses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin'
Al B. Sure "n-word" with the hair all wavy
Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty
Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
See back-back then-then, if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin, a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I used to love to play my demo tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the **** got cranked
We'd take a Saturday and just circle the mall
They had they Lincolns and Auroras, we was hurtin 'em all
With the girls a lot of flirtin' involved, but dog
**** all that flirtin', I'm tryin' to get in some drawers
So put me on with these hoes, homie
He told me don't rush to get grown, drive slow, homie

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mWoUCDTfWqA

[Pick6]

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 "n-word"
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 "n-word" 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 "n-word" 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 **************************
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 "n-word" 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 "n-word" 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"

[BRAVEONTHEWARPATH93]

Drake - Tuscan Leather

 

Comin' off the last record, I'm gettin' 20 million off the record

Just to off these records, "n-word" that's a record
I'm livin' like I'm out here on my last adventure
Past the present when you have to mention
This is nothin' for the radio, but they'll still play it though
Cause it's that new Drizzy Drake, that's just the way it go
Heavy airplay all day with no chorus
We keep it thorough, "n-word", rap like this for all of my borough niggas
I reached the point where don't **** matter to me, "n-word"
I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn't reach, "n-word"
Prince Akeem, they throw flowers at my feet, "n-word"
I could go a hour on this beat, "n-word"
I'm just as famous as my mentor
But that's still the boss, don't get sent for
Get hype on tracks and jump in front of a bullet you wasn't meant for
Cause you don't really wanna hear me vent more
Hot temper, scary outcome
Here's a reason for ******* that's hatin' without one
That always let they mouth run
Bench players talkin' like starters, I hate it
Started from the bottom, now we here, "n-word", we made it
Yeah, Tom Ford Tuscan Leather smellin' like a brick
Degenerates, but even Ellen love our ****
Rich enough that I don't have to tell 'em that I'm rich
Self explanatory, you just here to spread the story, wassup

 

 

 

Fire Squad - J Cole

 

History repeats itself and that's just how it goes

Same way that these rappers always bite each others flows
Same thing that my "n-word" Elvis did with Rock n Roll
Justin Timberlake, Eminem and then Macklemore
While silly ****** argue over who gon' snatch the crown
Look around, my "n-word", white people have snatched the sound
This year I’ll prolly go to the awards dappered down
Watch Iggy win a Grammy as I try to crack a smile
I'm just playin', but all good jokes contain true ****
Same rope you climb up on, they'll hang you with
But not Jermaine, my aim too sick
I bang "n-word", I came to bring the pain my brain too quick
You see how I maneuver this game, I ain't stupid
I recognize that life is a dream, and I dream lucid
And break the chains and change minds, one verse at a time
And claim 2-6, and **** it, if the shoe fits
Who's the king?

 

 

 

Literally everyone on 1train - A$AP Rocky feat. Joey Bada$$, Action Bronson, Yelawolf, Danny Brown, Krit, and Kendrick

 

This is Joey's verse

 

Barely even conscious, talking to my conscience

Gettin' deeper in these flows like conches
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop prisons
Don't sell rocks, seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the bias and the -isms
The violence and the killin', so given
They seen my pigment and thought that was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not that type of niglet
But pass the pot, let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my ******* on the block still assigned to the rocks
And I swear it hurt me soul
I try to prevail, but when I preach it only hurt their sales
Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in jail
But you my "n-word", wish you the best for real

 

[Jumbo]

From the Burning Pillagers '98 EP "Y U Hertz Mesa Sosa Bad" feat. JJ Brinks

 

Yummy, yummy, yummy
I got love in my tummy and I feel like a-lovin' you
Love, you're such a sweet thing, good enough to eat thing
And it's just a-what I'm gonna do

 

Ooh love to hold ya, ooh love to kiss ya
Ooh love I love it so, oh love you're sweeter
Sweeter than sugar
Ooh love, I won't let you go

 

Yummy, yummy, yummy
I got love in my tummy and as silly as it may seem
The lovin' that you're giving is what keeps me livin'
And your love is like peaches and cream

 

Kind-a like sugar, kind-a like spices
Kind-a like, like what you do
Kind-a sounds funny but your love honey
And honey, I love you

 

Ba, da, ba, da, da , da, da
Ba, da, da, da, da, da

 

Yummy, yummy, yummy
I got love in my tummy that your love can satisfy
Love, you're such a sweet thing, good enough to eat thing
And sweet thing, that ain't no lie

 

I love to hold ya, I love to kiss ya
Ooh love, I love it so
Ooh love, you're sweeter, sweeter than sugar
Ooh love, I wont let you go

 

Ba, da, ba, da, da , da, da
Ba, da, da, da, da, da

 

Sweet thing, yummy yummy
Sweet thing
Sweet thing, yummy yummy
Sweet thing

 

[BRAVEONTHEWARPATH93]

BIG - Notorious Thugs

 

Armed and dangerous

Ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed - no angel dust
Label us "Notorious"
Thug ass ****** that love to bust; it's strange to us
Y'all ****** be scrambling, gambling
Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins
We just sitting here trying to win, trying not to sin
High off weed and lots of gin
So much smoke need oxygen, steadily counting them Benjamins
"n-word" you should too, if you knew
What this game'll do to you
Been in this **** since '92
Look at all the bull**** I been through!
So-called beef with you-know-who
****ed a few female stars or two
"n-word", blue light, "n-word", move like Mike, ****
Not to be ****ed with
Mother****er better duck quick cause
Me and my dogs love to buck ****
**** the luck ****, strictly aim
No aspirations to quit the game
Spit your game, talk your ****
Grab your Gat, call your clique
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed, I got to light one
All them ******, I got to fight one
All them hoes, I got to like one
Our situation is a tight one
Whatcha gonna do: fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B
Bone and Big, "n-word": die slowly
I'mma tell you like a "n-word" told me:
"Cash Rules Everything Around Me"
****...lyrically, ****** can't see me
**** it, buy the coke
Cook the coke, cut it
Know the **** 'fore you caught yourself loving it
"n-word" with a Benz ****in' it
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
Big come through with mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo' Thugs dudes
Who's the killer, me or you?

 

 

Em - Sing for the Moment

 

These ideas are, nightmares to white parents

Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing
To see him walking around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care
He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out
When he talks about, his ****ing dad walking out
Cause he hates him so bad that he, blocks him out
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
His thoughts are wacked, he's mad so he's talking back
Talking black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants, doo-rags and a stocking cap
His step-father hit him so he, socked him back
And broke his nose, his house is a broken home
There's no control, he just let's his emotions go

 

 

 

Meek Mill - Dreams and Nightmares

 

I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this

So I had to grind like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up ****
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares come true
It was time to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she try'na bless me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a "n-word" sneezed, "n-word" please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' "n-word" but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and they hated when I departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with foreigns in my garage
All foreign ****es menaging, ****ing, sucking, and swallowing
Anything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an album
I did **** with Mariah
Lil' "n-word" I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly "n-word" I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, can't even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my ****** then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, "n-word" and I don't talk a lot
I don't say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve **** "n-word"

 

 

 

Freeway - What we do

 

We still hustle 'til the sun come up

Crack a 40 when the sun go down
It's a cold winter
Y'all ****** better bundle up
And I bet it be a hotter summer, grab a onion
Just to rock it down; you hot now, listen up:
Don't you know cops' sole purpose is to lock us down?
And throw away the key
But without this drug **** your kids ain't got no way to eat, huh
We still try to keep Mom...smilin'
Cuz when the teeth stop showin' and the stomach start growlin'
Then the heat start flowin'
If you from the hood I know you feel me (Jay-Z: Keep goin'...)
If a sneak start leaning and the heat stop workin'
Then my heat start working I'm a rob me a person
Catch a "n-word" sleeping while he out in the open...and I'm-a get him(Jay-Z: Keep flowin'...)
We gotta raise our kids while we livin'
Make a million off-a record bail my ****** outta prison
**** a Bentley or a Lexus just my boys in the squadder
"n-word" talk reckless then I hit 'em with the Smif 'n
But I'm never snitching I'm a rider
If my kids hungry snatch the dishes out ya kitchen
I'll be wilding til they pick me outta line-up
We keep the nines tucked, chopped dimes up, rap about it
Wild out, **** ****** up, laugh about it
I'm not trying to visit the morgue but Freeway move out 'til I sit with the Lord
'Til I...get my **** together, clean up my sins
Freeway got it in like 10 in the morning
And I can get it to ya like 10 while you yawning mang
Still deliver the order mang!
And I ain't talking bout chicken and gravy mang!
I'm talking bout bricks 'o ye-yo, halves and quarters
4 and a halves of hash you do the math
Swing past us scoop up your daughter
She wanna roll with a thug that rap, you do the math
He gone blast 'til my stacks in order mang!

 

[RawBBQSauce]

Braveonthewarpath goin' dry-rub, marinated for 48 hours, slow roasted in the smoker out back HAM up in here y'all

[Predicto]

It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from going under

 

 

oh god I'm so old  

[BRAVEONTHEWARPATH93]

New Slave - Kanye

 

My momma was raised in the era when

Clean water was only served to the fairer skin
Doin' clothes you would have thought I had help
But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself
You see it's broke "n-word" racism
That's that "Don't touch anything in the store"
And it's rich "n-word" racism
That's that "Come in, please buy more"
"What you want, a Bentley? Fur coat? A diamond chain?
All you blacks want all the same things"
Used to only be ******, now everybody playin'
Spendin' everything on Alexander Wang
New Slaves

 

 

Nosetalgia - Kendrick's verse

 

You wanna see a dead body?

Instrumentals from my momma's Christmas party
Troubles on my mind
I still smell crime, my little brother crying
Smokers repeatedly buying my Sega Genesis either that
Or my auntie was stealing it, hit the pipe and start feeling it
Oh wee, cut me some slack, weed never did that
This was different, geez, Louise please help me relax
Quantum physics could never show you the world I was in
When I was ten, back when nine ounces had got you ten
And nine times out of ten, ****** don't pay attention
And when there's tension in the air nines come with extensions
My daddy turned a quarter piece to a four and a half
Took a L, started selling soap fiends bubble bath
Broke his nails misusing his pinky to treat his nose
Shirt buttoned open, taco meat laying on his gold
I said "Daddy, one day I'mma get you right with 36 zips
1000 grams of cocaine then your name will be rich
Now you can rock it up or sell it soft as leather interior
Drop some ice cubes in it, Deebo on perimeter"
He said "Son, how come you think you be my connect?"
I said "Pops, your ass is washed up with all due respect"
He said "Well "n-word", then show me how it all makes sense"
Go figure, motha****a, every verse is a brick, your son dope, "n-word"
Now reap what you sowed, "n-word" (Please reap what you sowed, "n-word")
I was born in '87, my grand daddy a legend
Now the same **** that y'all was smoking is my profession, let's get it

 

 

 

Intl Player's Anthem - Andre 3000 verse

 

So I typed a text to a girl I used to see

Sayin' that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you down
Then I CC'ed every girl that I'd see-seed 'round town
And hate to see y'all frown but I'd rather see her smilin'
Wetness all around me, true but I'm no island
Peninsula maybe, it makes no sense, I know crazy
Give up all this **** cat that's in my lap, no lookin' back
Spaceships don't come equipped with rear view mirrors
They dip as quick as they can, the atmosphere is now ripped
I'm so like a pimp, I'm glad it's night
So the light from the sun would not burn me on my bum
When I shoot the moon, high jump the broom
Like a preemie out the womb, my partner yelling "too soon
Don't do it! Reconsider, read some liter-
-ature on the subject. You sure? **** it
You know we got your back like chiroprac-tic
If that **** do you dirty we'll wipe her ass out in some detergent
Now hurry hurry go on to the altar
I know you ain't a pimp, but pimp remember what I taught ya:
Keep your heart, Three Stacks, keep your heart
Hey keep your heart, Three Stacks, keep your heart
Man these girls is smart, Three Stacks, these girls is smart
Play your part...play your part."

 

[TradeTheBeal!]

From century to century

You'll remember me

In history, not a mystery but a memory

Follow the Leader...

[MattFancy]

Int'l Players Anthem is a crimnally underrated song

[abdcskins]

I'm on my phone and don't feel like posting lyrics, but I like clever lyrics with dope wordplay. Something by Chino XL or perhaps Ras Kass. I also like straight street lyrics talking about mafioso/ghetto ****. See Raekwon- OB4CL or something Wu-Tang related. I also like cryptic lyrics like MF Doom or Ghostface.

[MattFancy]

Outkast - The Whole Word (feat. Killer Mike)

 

"Glitter, glissin, gloss, floss, I catch a beat running like Randy Moss"

[JoeWolf990]

"Life's a b***h but God-forbid the b***h divorce me" - Nas in "Affirmative Action

3rd verse from AZ's "Rather Unique" (prolly the song I think of most in my day to day life)

[my_friend_goo]

Quick to the point, to the point no fakin'

Cookin' MCs like a pound of bacon

[CrypticVillain]

Outkast - The Whole Word (feat. Killer Mike)

 

"Glitter, glissin, gloss, floss, I catch a beat running like Randy Moss"

Man, that was my song for real. lol

[MattFancy]

Man, that was my song for real. lol

 

Pretty sure I read those lyrics in my AIM profile for months after that song came out haha

[CrypticVillain]

I'm going to drop two verses per post... The old hip-hop head and the new hip hop head in me lol

 

Jay Z - No Hook

 

Poor me, dad was gone, finally got my dad back
Liver bad, he wouldn't live long, they snatched my dad back
Guidance? I never had that, streets was my second home
Welcomed me with open arms provided a place to crash at
A place to study math at, matter of fact, I learned it all
Burned it all, this music is where I bury the ashes at
Flash back, not having much, not having that
Had to get some chollah bread so you can holla back, and holla that
My Jewish lawyer too enjoyed the fruit of letting my cash stack
And just in case a "n-word" gotta use his rat-tat-tat-tat
Own boss, own your masters, slaves
The mentality I carry with me to this very day
**** rich, let's get wealthy, who else gon feed we?
If I need it, I'mma get it however, God help me
....And I don't need no hook for this...

 

Lecrae Cash or Christ

Got money, got whips, got ice
Still broke homeboy! No Christ
Got a debt to pay, some real heavy wages
And the payment for his sin is pretty outrageous
I seen him park the car, suicide doors
Without Christ he walking through a suicide door
The dollar bill say in God we trust
Its funny cause money is the only god we trust
And she say that she a Christian, but I can't tell
She ain't depending on
God, she depend on male
1 stack, 2 stack, 3 stack
4
They spent they whole life stacking up dough
And when they die not a dimes
Gone go
Now they physically rich, but they spiritually poor
And they probably never heard of 1 Corinthians chapter four
Cause they said
They can't imagine God's people being poor

[BRAVEONTHEWARPATH93]

And I can't believe I forgot Exhibit C by Jay Electronica.

I'll link that when I get back

And ML, my little brother loves that Lecrae dude.

He let me listen to him and dude can spit

[CrypticVillain]

And I can't believe I forgot Exhibit C by Jay Electronica.

I'll link that when I get back

And ML, my little brother loves that Lecrae dude.

He let me listen to him and dude can spit

I lie to you not, Exhibit A was going to be my next post...

 

Lecrae is a beast tho... He pretty much gave the genre respect 

[CrypticVillain]

Might as well post it since I just said I was...

Jay Electronica- Exhibit A

 

I spit that Wonderama ****
Me and my conglomerates shall remain anonymous
Caught up in the finest ****
Get that type of media coverage Obama get
Spit that Kurt Vonnegut
That **** your brain Kurt Cobain, that Nirvana ****
Who gon' bring the game back
Who gon' spit that Ramo on the train tracks
That gold rope, that five-finger ring rap
Running with my same pack
You can find the Christ where the lepers and the lames at
Life is like a dice game
One roll could land you in jail or cutting cake
Blowing kisses in the rice rain
Nice whip, nice chain, a closet of skulls
The stench is like slave blood at Providence Hall, yeah
They built my city on top of a grave
&quot;n-word&quot; die, &quot;n-word&quot; get high and watch the parade
Back in the early '90s
Where they at, where they at
Get the gat, get the gat was a popular phrase
Bally Animals and Rugbys was a popular craze
This the vivid memoirs of a obnoxious slave
I pave ways like Nat and Harriet
I blast on Judas Iscariot and peel off in the chariot
I'm sitting pretty, spitting flames, gripping grains
Ain't a damn thing changed

 

 

 

 

Derek Minor - Let It Knock

You say you hard, I suggest you stop
I'm guessin' it must be Legos if you on the block
See it's all good till somebody gets shot
Then we find out invincible is something you not
Turn on my radio, why did I hit you with gin in the middle of danger?
Then everything change when the chopper get to pop-pop-poppin' kinda like a drum major
BLOW!! BULLET!! BLA-BLA-BLOW!! That ain't no sound that you hear
It's the sound of a life with destruction that come to an end, that should be something you fear
That's why I rep the Lord, his power turns us into soldiers
The city streets will wreck your life, bulldozers
I introduce you to the Christ boy if you don't know him
Stay on my grind kinda like coffee, Folgers
It's a shame that we die for fame and then the life we lived amount to nothin'
Christ is gain down for his name, best believe that I stand for somethin'
I fight to know him whether it's cool or not
And if you feel the same turn the music up and let it knock

[BRAVEONTHEWARPATH93]

It's a shame that Jay Elect stopped existing. Seriously what happened to that dude? Last thing I remember from him was the Joint where he and Jay Z jumped on the Drake instrumental