What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

[tone_dubbz]

Nas - One Love

 

 

The last verse was writing 10 years before Belly came out.  Classic. 

 

 

So I comes back home, nobody's up but shorty doo-wop
Rollin two Phillies together in the Bridge we called 'em oowops

He said, "Nas, n---- caught be bustin' off the roof
So I wear a bullet proof and pack a black tres-deuce"
He inhaled so deep, shut his eyes like he was sleep
Started coughing, one eye peeked to watch me speak
I sat back like the mack, my army suit was black
We was chillin' on these benches where he pumped his loose cracks
I took the L when he passed it, this little ****
Keeps me blasted he starts talking mad s---
I had to school him, told him don't let n----- fool him
'cos when the pistol blows the one that's murdered will be the cool one
Tough luck when n----- are struck, families f------ up
Could've caught your man, but didn't look when you bucked up
Mistakes happen, so take heed

Never bust up in a crowd catch him solo, make the right man bleed
Shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
Only twelve trying to tell me that he liked my style
Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my clothes
Then froze only to blow the herb smoke through my nose
And told my little man that I'm ghost I rose
Left some jewels in his coat that he can sell if he chose
Words of wisdom from Nas try to rise up above
Keep an eye out for Jake shorty wop
One love

 

Belly - Shorty  park scene

Straight from the last verse of One Love.  Rise up above, mind elevation!!!

 

[Mr. Sinister]

Lol I was gonna come in here with Exhibit C from Jay. I'll find something else

[CrypticVillain]

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

I don't know. It's liked he signed with Roc Nation, and disappeared...

Oh, apparently, he just dropped this on the 6th of this month. It sounds alright. Well, better than alright. I wish Jay would shut up tho lol

 

[sportjunkie07]

Big balla smashin makin my ends, smoking big kila gettin high in the benz.

[StillUnknown]

Canibus' Poet Laureate II just popped up on my playlist, 2 of my favorite gems from that track:

 

"A wise man sees failure as progress

A fool divorces his knowledge and misses the logic
And loses his soul in the process
Obsessed with nonsense with a caricature that has no content"

 

"Why would I argue with my own conscience over the truth?

That's like me telling myself "don't tell me what to do" "

[Momma There Goes That Man]

I'm Back - Eminem

 

I murder a rhyme one word at a time

You never heard of a mind as perverted as mine

You better, get rid of that nine, it ain't gonna help

What good's it gonna do against a man that strangles himself

I'm waiting for hell, like hell, **** I'm anxious as hell

Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jail

I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve

Thirteen I was putting shells in a gauge on a shelf

I used to, get punked and bullied on my block

Til I cut a kitten's head off and stuck it in this kid's mailbox

I used to give a - ****, now I could give a **** less

What do I think of suc-cess

It sucks, too much press I'm stressed

Too much cess, depressed, too upset

It's just too much mess, I guess I must just blew up quick (yes)

Grew up quick (no) was raised right

Whatever you say is wrong, whatever I say is right

You think of my name now whenever you say, "Hi"

Became a commodity because I'm W-H-I-

-T-E, cause MTV was so friendly to me

Can't wait 'til Kim sees me

Now is it worth it, look at my life, how is it perfect

Read my lips ****, what my mouth isn't working

You hear this finger, oh it's upside down

Here, let me turn this mother****er up right now

 

Eminem - You're Never Over

 

For you, I wanna write the sickest rhyme of my life

So sick it’ll blow up the mic, It’ll put the "dyna" in mite

Yeah it’ll make the dopest MC wanna jump off a bridge and **** himself

Tap dancing all over the beat, it’ll jump off the page and spit itself

Yeah it’s the best thing I could do right now Doody for you is to rep'

So I’m gonna **** till I die, yeah I'mma do it to death

And instead of mourning your death, I’d rather celebrate your life

Elevate to new height, step on the gas and accelerate, I'mma need 2 mics

Cause the way that I’m feeling tonight, everything I can just do right

There’s nothing that I can do wrong, I’m too strong and I’m just too hyped

Just finished the rhyme and I bust it, and - excuse the corny metaphor

They’ll never catch up to all this energy that I’ve mastered

So God just help me out while I fight through this grieving process

Tryna process this loss is making me nauseous

But this depression ain’t taking me hostage

I’ve been patiently watching this game, pacing these hallways

You had faith in me always

Proof you knew I’d come out of this slump, rise from these ashes

Come right back on they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these ****s

And I'mma show them, blow them out the water slaughter them homes

I’mma own so many belts, the only place they can hit me is below them

Homie I know I’m never gonna be the same without you

I never would've came in this game, I’m going insane without you

Matter of fact it was just the other night, had another dream about you

You told me to get up, I got up I spread my wings and I flew

You gave me a reason to fight, I was on my way to see you

You told me "Naw, Doody you’re not!" Laying on that table, I knew

I was gonna make it, soon as you said "Think of Hailie", I knew

There wasn’t no way that I was ever gonna leave them babies, and Proof

Not many are lucky enough to have a guardian angel like you

Lord I’m so thankful, please don’t think that I don’t feel grateful, I do

Just grant me the strength that I need, for one more day to get through

So homie this is your song, I dedicate this to you

I love you Doody

 

Kanye West - Gorgeous

 

Penitentiary chances, the devil dances

And eventually answers to the call of Autumn

All of them fallin’ for the love of ballin’

Got caught with 30 rocks, the cop look like Alec Baldwin

Inter century anthems based off inner city tantrums

Based off the way we was branded

Face it, Jerome get more time than Brandon

And at the airport they check all through my bag

And tell me that it’s random

But we stay winning, this week has been a bad massage

I need a happy ending and a new beginning

And a new fitted, and some job opportunities that's lucrative

This the real world, homie, school finished

They done stole your dreams, you dunno who did it

I treat the cash the way the government treats AIDS

I won’t be satisfied til all my n-word get it, get it?

 

Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion?

The soul music of the slaves that the youth is missing

This is more than just my road to redemption

Malcolm West had the whole nation standing at attention

As long as I’m in Polo smiling, they think they got me

But they would try to crack me if they ever see a black me

I thought I chose a field where they couldn’t sack me

If a "n-word" ain't shootin' a jump shot, running a track meet

But this pimp is, at the top of Mount Olympus

Ready for the World’s game, this is my Olympics

We make ‘em say ho cause the game is so pimpish

Choke a South Park writer with a fishstick

I insisted to get up offa this dick

And these drugs, n-word can't resist it

Remind me of when they tried to have Ali enlisted

If I ever wasn't the greatest n-word, I must have missed it!

 

I need more drinks and less lights

And that American Apparel girl in just tights

She told the director she tryna get in a school

He said “take them glasses off and get in the pool”

It’s been a while since I watched the tube

Cause like a Crip said, I got way too many blues for any more bad news

I was looking at my resume feeling real fresh today

They rewrite history, I don’t believe in yesterday

And what’s a black Beatle anyway, a ****ing roach?

I guess that's why they got me sitting in ****ing coach

My guy said I need a different approach

Cause people is looking at me like I’m sniffing coke

It's not funny anymore, try different jokes

Tell ‘em hug and kiss my ass, x and o

Kiss the ring while they at it, do my thing while I got it

Play strings for the dramatic ending of that wack ****

Act like I ain't had a belt in two classes

I ain't got it I’m coming after whoever who has it

I’m coming after whoever. Who has it?

You blowin' up, that’s good, fantastic

That y’all, it's like that y'all

I don’t really give a **** about it at all

Cause the same people that tried to black ball me

Forgot about two things, my black balls

 

But really, I could list those lyrics from those two all day as they are my two favorites. 

 

So I'll also add my favorite rags to riches rap

 

Notorious B.I.G. - Juicy

 

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis

When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this

50-inch screen, money green leather sofa

Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur

Phone bill about two G's flat

No need to worry, my accountant handles that

And my whole crew is lounging

Celebrating every day, no more public housing

Thinking back on my one-room shack

Now my mom pimps a Ac with minks on her back

And she loves to show me off, of course

Smiles every time my face is up in The Source

We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us

No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us

Birthdays was the worst days

Now we sip champagne when we thirsty

Uh, damn right I like the life I live

Cause I went from negative to positive

And it's all...

[Mr. Sinister]

A Tribe Called Quest - Electric Relaxation

 

 

 

 

 

Honey, check it out, you got me mesmerized
With your black hair and your fat ass thighs
Street poetry is my everyday
But yo, I gotta stop when you trot my way
If I was working at the club you would not pay
Hey yo, my man Phife Diggy, he got something to say

Yo I like 'em brown, yellow, Puerto Rican or Haitian
My name is Phife Dawg from the Zulu Nation
Told you in the jam that We Can Get Down
Now let's Knock the Boots like the group H-Town
You got BBD all on your bedroom wall
But I'm Above the Rim and this is how I ball
A pretty little something on the New York street
 This how I represent over this here beat
Talking bout you

Hey yo, I took you out
But sex was on my mind for the whole damn route
My mind was in a frenzy and a horny state
But I couldn't drop dimes 'cause you couldn't relate

[BRAVEONTHEWARPATH93]

MTGTM, that I'm back song is the only song that made me ever laugh

That J Lo line is disgusting and hilarious at the same time

[Momma There Goes That Man]

MTGTM, that I'm back song is the only song that made me ever laugh

That J Lo line is disgusting and hilarious at the same time

 

I definitely made sure to leave that part out lol

[StillUnknown]

K-Rino: Solitary Confinement

 

"Minutes after I received my sentence

I was then sent to the threshold of a corridor's entrance
Forced into an hellish existence, I winced from intense pain
Then commenced to seek instant repentance
My hand served as a surveyor, with no light I'm sightless
I stand beneath darkness' third layer
Imprisoned as a punishment, now receiving a fate
In a place so desolate prayers can't even escape
The reason I was here was never communicated clear
Two minutes in this place appeared like I had waited years
When the lights came on I was bathing in bladed tears
Cause the room had commandeered all of my greatest fears
This ain't Hades cause it ain't hot and I don't see devils
I saw three different escalators that lead to three levels
I stepped on the first one making sure to be careful
Saw fluid filled lines on the walls that looked like blood vessels
That first floor was called 'Confessional'
For 24 hours straight they questioned and pressured you to express the truth
Everything I did, every evil act was tracked on a sheet of black
Stone I had to reenact then read it back
Painfully I suffered as I heard people applaud
I saw every face of every individual that I scarred
Childhood to teenage to adult years
Each women that ever shed tears over me vindictively appeared
Who I hurt bad despite them loving me
And left them to suffer without the slightest concern for their recovery
I looked at all the people I dissed, begged the torture to cease and desist
Couldn't leave, they had shackled my feet and my wrist
Then I was given a proposition
To go to the next level or stay in this condition
My selection was to move on not realizing
That the second level was twice as painful and traumatizing
From the moment I put one foot on the next floor
I became sick to my stomach, disgusted by what I saw
People who needed me in life that I chose to ignore
Stood before me with intentions to even up the score
One of them said, "Do you remember me?
I'm the homeless man that you didn't feed, you passed right by me in my time of need
Said "Please" but ended up receiving no love
You was leaving the club, judged me and accused me of being on drugs
But you didn't know that I was a celestial
Angel on the Earthly quest to morally test you
You left and the thought never revisited or stressed you
That one great gesture without question would of blessed you
So now you'll feel the pain of those you never said "Yes" to
For seven years straight like they did with no rescue
The horror & the fear without let up will infest you
The cycle will repeat itself eternally unless you
Decide to go to the final stage
But its your last one, after this there's no turning the page"
I said, "Let's go" with no idea where I would be sent
Knowing this was it, back to the escalator I went
The last and worst floor was deep as the Earth's core
I was more nervous than the first whore to walk inside a Church door
I was instructed to sit by a wall with two slits
Approximately one inch in length, one inch in width
When they opened up somebody said, "Look inside"
I was so petrified I asked if I could decline, it said "Denied"
Chance to survive was put in doubt
I passively looked in and realized that I was really looking out
I saw trees, sunlight and I rose up
Soon as a glimmer of hope exposed itself, the slits closed up
Once again I became mindful of my situation
The same voice said look behind you
And when I did it was such a burden
To see every person from the first two levels on the third one
I knew then I messed up and should of chose better
Instead of one of the time I had to face it all together
How long will I be in this place? Please tell me
Claustrophobic in a small cell where they held me
A voice said, "Just think and rewind
The whole time you was subconsciously confined in the guilt of your own mind
And these two slits are your eyes
So understand if you continue to persecute, these thoughts will stay in you
But something had to teach you
We had no authority over your brain, you contain the power to release you"

 

[tshile]

the entire song Drug Ballad by Eminem

 

song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-mIDH9HWwU

 

lyrics: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/eminem/drugballad.html

[jaybrant]

Have to continue the Eminem love. One of my favorite diss tracks that I never get tired of.

 

Eminem - The Sauce (Benzino/The Source diss)

 

Comin' up, it never mattered what color you was
If you could spit, then you could spit
That's it, that's what it was
Back when, mother****ers was straight backpackin'
Cipherin', fightin' for life in this raft
For the mic to get past, and you psyched and you gasped
Then you hype, 'cause you last
And you might whoop some ass
If you lost, then you lost
Shake hands like a man and you swallowed it
When the Unsigned Hype column in The Source was like
The only source of life
When the mics used to mean something, a four was like
You were the ****, now it's like the least you get
Three and a half now just means you're a piece of ****
Four and a half or five
Means you're Biggie, Jigga, Nas, or Benzino
**** I don't even think you realize
You're playing with mother****ers' lives
I done watched Dre get ****ed on The Chronic
Probably 'cause I was on it
Now you ****ed me out of my mics twice, I let it slide
I said I wouldn't hold my ****in breath to get a five
**** I was right, I'da ****in died already tryin
I swear to God, I never lie, I bet that's why
You let that **** give me that bull**** review
I sat and took it, I ain't look at the ****, we knew
You'd probably try and **** us with Obie and 50 too
*Hock spit*, **** a relationship we through
No more Source for street cred, them days is dead
Ray's got AK's to Dave Mays' head
Every issue there's an eight page Made Men spread
Will somebody please tell whoever braids his head
That I am not afraid of this ****in waste of lead
On my pencil, for me to write some **** this simple
So listen closely, as I break it down and proceed
This old G's about to get smoked like rolled weed
You don't know me or my mother****ing mother
You mother****ing punk
Put me on your ****in cover just to sell your little
Sell-out mag, I ain't mad, I feel bad
Here's an ad, here's a poster of Ray-Ray and his dad
You wanna talk about some **** that you don't know about, yea?
Let's talk about how you're puttin your own son out there
To try to eat off him because you missed your boat
You're never gonna blow, ****, you're just too old
No wonder you're sore now, lordy you're bored now
I'm pushing thirty, you're kickin forty's door down
**** this is war now, and you'll never beat me
All you do is cheat me out of Quotables
But you know that you'll always see me
On your TV, 'cause you've got to stay up 'til
Three in the morning to see your video played once on BET
So, hee hee hee, who has the last laugh? Aftermath, yea
So on behalf of our whole staff, kiss our asshole cracks
We'll never fold or hold back, just know that
Benzino's wack, no matter how many times I say his name
He'll never blow jack
You're better off tryin to bring RSO back
Look at your track record, that's how far it goes back
It's extortion, and Ray owns a portion
So half of the staff up there is fresh out of jail from Boston
Bullyin and bossin Dave like a slave
They completely brainwashed him and forced him to stay
Locked in his own office
Afraid of the softest, fakest, wannabe gangsta in New York
And it's pitiful, 'cause I would have never said **** if you'da
Kept your mouth shut, ****, now what?
Hit it Clue, spit it Slay, new ****, exclusive
Yo Lantern, yo Whoo Kid, you know what to do with this
Use it, I'm through, this is stupid
I can't believe I stooped to this bull**** to do this
And who you callin a ****... ****?
You OWE me

 

[Kosher Ham]

Sin and I on the same page today kind of.

 

My first thought was Tribe.

 

Stressed Out is a joint I could listen to over and over.

 

So switching it up...

 

Outkast. Git Up, Git out. Not sure about language safe or not, but pretty sure that it is.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CssC-DY4lO8

 

This is before most people even heard of them.

[Springfield]

Momma, I'll take the other verse in I'm Back. Even on the explicit version of the album it had to be censored. Crazy.

Eminem, I'm Back(verse 3)

"I take seven [kids] from [Columbine], stand 'em all in line

Add an AK-47, a revolver, a nine

A MAC-11 and it oughta solve the problem of mine"

...or the better rhyme on the song...

Eminem, I'm Back (verse 2)

"My name is Slim Shady

I been crazy way before radio didn't play me

The sensational {*vocal scratch "Back is the incredible!"*}

With Ken Kaniff, who just finds the men edible

It's Ken Kaniff on the internet

Tryin' to, lure your kids with him into bed

It's a sick world we live in these days

"Slim for pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs"

Jay Z, 99 Problems

"The year is '94, in my trunk is raw

In my rearview mirror is the mother****ing law

Got two choices y'all, pull over the car or

Bounce on the devil, put the pedal to the floor

And I ain't tryna see no highway chase with Jake

Plus I got a few dollars, I can fight the case

So I, pull over to the side of the road, I heard

"Son do you know why I'm stopping you for?"

Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low

Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know

Am I under arrest or should I guess some more?

"Well you was doing fifty-five in a fifty-four

License and registration and step out of the car

Are you carrying a weapon on you? I know a lot of you are"

I ain't stepping out of ****, all my paper's legit

"Well, do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?"

Well, my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk in the back

And I know my rights, so you gon' need a warrant for that

"Aren't you sharp as a tack

You some type of lawyer or something

Somebody important or something"

Well, I ain't passed the bar but I know a little bit

Enough that you won't illegally search my ****

"Well we'll see how smart you are when the K9 come"

I got 99 problems, but a **** ain't one, hit me"

[sacase]

Oh man so many to choose from

 

Mobb Deep Drop a Gem on 'em

Mobb Deep Quiet Storm Remix

 

Nas - Nas is like

 

"Nas is like.." Sex to a nympho, but nothin sweet
I'm like beef, bustin heat through your windows
I'm like a street sweeper, greenleaf reaper
Like Greeks in Egypt, learnin somethin deep from they teachers
I'm like crime, like your nine, your man you would die for
Always got you, I'm like Pop Duke you would cry for
I'm like a whole lot of loot, I'm like crisp money
Corporate accounts from a rich company
I'm like ecstasy for ladies, I'm like all races
combined in one man; like the '99 summer jam
Bulletproof Hummer man
I'm like being locked down around new faces, and none of em fam'
I'm the feelin of a millionaire spendin a hundred grand
I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet
Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up
Y'all know what I'm like, y'all play it your system every night
Now..

 

 

Jay Z - U don't know

 

I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell
I am a hustler baby, I'll sell water to a well
I was born to get cake, move on and switch states
Cop the Coupe with the roof gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate, never follow orders
********, get your **** straight, ****** this is Big Jay

[Cooleyfan1993]

oh come on, this is a thread that is just asking for me to get banned!!! lol.

 

not posting any lyrics, but i like No Hands by Wale, Blowin Money Fast by Rick Ross, and Pursuit of Happiness and Soundtrack to My Life by Kid Cudi

[nemocystem]

Without question...my vote for greatest song lyrics of all time:

Yo Dee (What?)

Come on (Yeah..)

What? What? Come on

(Yeah)

"Give me the fortune, keep the fame, " said my man Louis

I agreed, know what he mean because we live the truest lie

I asked him why we follow the law of the bluest eye

He looked at me, he thought about it

Was like, "I'm clueless, why?"

The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible

Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow

And so tomorrow comin later than usual

Waitin' on someone to pity us

While we findin beauty in the hideous

They say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell

YouknowhatImean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills

Or is it the mindstate that's ill?

Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build

Over money and religion there's more blood to spill

The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal

What's the deal?

A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke

But my language universal they be recitin my quotes

While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat

of thought, that my man Louis' statements just provoked

Caught up, in conversations of our personal worth

Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth

Survival tactics means, bustin gats to prove you hard

Your firearms are too short to box with God

Without faith, all of that is illusionary

Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary

Not strong

[T.K.] Only aggressive

[M.D.] Not free

[T.K.] We only licensed

[M.D.] Not compassioniate, only polite

[T.K.] Now who the nicest?

[M.D.] Not good but well behaved

[T.K.] Chasin after death

so we can call ourselves brave?

[M.D.] Still livin like mental slaves

[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life

Illusions of oasis makin you look twice

[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life

Illusions of oasis makin you look twice

Yo, I'm sure that everbody out listenin agree

That everything you see ain't really how it be

A lot of jokers out runnin in place, chasin the style

Be a lot goin on beneath the empty smile

Most cats in my area be lovin the hysteria

Synthesized surface conceals the interior

America, land of opportunity, mirages and camoflauges

More than usually -- speakin loudly, sayin nothin

You confusin me, you losin me

Your game is twisted, want me enlisted -- in your usary

Foolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly

Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception

Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the lookin glass

Walkin the street, wonderin who they be lookin past

Lookin gassed with them imported designer shades on

Stars shine bright, but the light -- rarely stays on

Same song, just remixed, different arrangement

Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slaveship

Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this

Screamin brand new, when they just sanitized the old ****

Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick

That they been runnin across stars through all the time with

I find it's distressin, there's never no in-between

We either niggaz or Kings

We either ****es or Queens

The deadly ritual seems immersed, in the perverse

Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts

Long barrel automatics released in short bursts

The length of black life is treated with short worth

Get yours first, them other niggaz secondary

That type of illin that be fillin up the cemetary

This life is temporary but the soul is eternal

Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you

Not strong, only aggressive, cause the power ain't directed

That's why, we are subjected to the will of the oppressive

Not free, we only licensed

Not live, we just excitin

Cause the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writin

Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained

Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's just a game

Not good, but well behaved cause the ca-me-ra survey

most of the things that we think, do, or say

We chasin after death just to call ourselves brave

But everyday, next man meet with the grave

I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy

I'm tryin to live life in the sight of God's memory

Like that y'all

A lot of people don't understand the true criteria of things

Can't just accept the appearance

Have to get the true essence

They ain't lookin around

Not strong

[T.K.] Only aggressive

[M.D.] Not free

[T.K.] We only licensed

[M.D.] Not compassioniate, only polite

[T.K.] Now who the nicest?

[M.D.] Not good but well behaved

[T.K.] Chasin after death

so we can call ourselves brave?

[M.D.] Still livin like mental slaves

[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life

Illusions of oasis makin you look twice

[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life

Illusions of oasis makin you look twice

[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life

Illusions of oasis makin you look twice

[both] Hidin like thieves in the night from life

Illusions of oasis makin you look twice

Stop hidin, stop hidin, stop hidin yo' face

Stop hidin, stop hidin, cause ain't no hidin place

* repeat 2X*

[CrypticVillain]

Eminem - The W... Forget it. Just read it...

 

I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zags and this ***
Of this **** it gives me the **** needed to be
The most meanest MC on this, on this Earth
And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and bizarre **** that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve
All this tension dispensing these sentences
Getting this stress that's been eating me recently off of this chest
And I rest again peacefully
But at least have the decency in you
To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter
To not come and speak to me, I don't know you and no
I don't owe you a ******* thing
I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think
I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick
If you tempt me my tank is on empty
No patience is in me and if you offend me
I'm lifting you 10 feet in the air
I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you
Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit
I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe
I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be mean
But that's all I can be is just me. 

 

One of the cleanest, and meanest Em verses ever. Rare form

 

 

And then there's this... I lie to you not, this dude Fern has a good flow. He's about to put out a solo album this year, I can't wait for that joint..

 

[JoeWolf990]

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

That song that Kendrick dissed Drake on was a Jay Electronic song.

He just dont do anything.

 

Belly - Shorty  park scene

Straight from the last verse of One Love.  Rise up above, mind elevation!!!

 

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this so corny, lol.

[StillUnknown]

R.A. The Rugged Man's verse from Uncommon Valor:

 

"True story

Call me Thorburn, John A., staff sergeant
Marksman, skilled in killing, illing, I'm able and willing
Kill a village elephant
Raping and pillage a village
Illegitimate killers
U.S. Military guerrillas
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 boozing, all this **** is amusing
******* and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't wanna go home where I'm just an ordinary human being
Special Op, Huey chopper gun ship run ****
G**k run when the minigun spit, won't miss
Kill ****, spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Victor Charlie, hair-trigger, hit it, I'm in it to win it
Get it, the lieutenant hinted, the villain, I been it
The killing, I did it, cripple, did it
Pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons, the secret mission, we bout to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines
Bullets is spraying, it's heating up a hundred degrees
The enemies the North Vietnamese, ***** please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told be at ease
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we bout to hit some trees
Tail rotor broke, crash land
American man in Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the Whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearing black pajamas, they wanna 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 intestines
Pray to the one above
It's raining, 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
Black, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must've died then I woke up, surprised 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"

 

Uncommon Valor: his flow was damn near flawless on the track

[MintHillSkinsFan]

I hate rap, I hate rap, I don't turn my cap, I don't grab my lap cuz I'd look like a sap, I hate rap - Confederate Railroad

[Lombardi's_kid_brother]

There's more to me than you'll ever know
And I've got more hits than Sadaharu Oh

[mcsluggo]

 

 

http://youtube.com/watch?t=10&v=Ts_q7SXQVF0

[Kosher Ham]

I hate rap, I hate rap, I don't turn my cap, I don't grab my lap cuz I'd look like a sap, I hate rap - Confederate Railroad

 

I don't get it.

[Chachie]

"Although I smoke a pound of herbs I'm still nice with the verbs... So **** what ya heard."

 

-Diamond D. and the Psychotic Neurotics