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Jamiroquai Bodega
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Favorite Rap Lines
Obviously not a definitive list, just a few favorites
"There's gonna be a lot of slow singin / and flower bringin / if my burglar alarm starts ringin" Biggie - Warning "If I wasn't in the rap game / I'd probably have a ki knee deep in the crack game / cause the streets is a short stop / either you slingin crack rock or you got a wicked jump shot" Biggie - Things Done Changed
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Formerly Fausto Carmona
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Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke I could never picture this 50 inch screen, money green, leather sofa Got 2 rides, limousine with a chauffeur |
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feel the madness
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the thugs kill for drugs plus the young bucks bust,
duckin' handcuffs, throats get cut when dough rush, out of town foes look shook but still pose, we move like real pros through the streets we stroll... Inspectah Deck on Duel of the Iron Mic |
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TPWW VET
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whoomp there it is
shaka laka shaka laka shaka laka shaka whoomp |
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Daddy's Home
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The first few bars of the second verse on "What Goes Around" by Move.Meant is pretty hot.
"So don't step on my blue suedes, I know you like the way I sport 'em. Got an addiction to kicks, But back then I couldn't afford 'em. Use to lace em up, Wear out the store when I bought 'em. Now I lace tracks, And sell 'em at the store when I record 'em." You can listen to the whole song here. Last edited by Haze; 11-02-2009 at 01:27 PM. |
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Triple A
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Chorus:
Cash Money Is A Army Nigga A Navy Nigga So if you ever try to harm me Nigga It ain't gravy Nigga - B.G. - Cash Money is an Army |
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LUV CABBAGE/H8 JEWS
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I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist And a round thing in your face You get sprung Wanna pull up tough Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearing I'm hooked and I can't stop staring Oh, baby I wanna get with ya And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But that butt you got Make Me so horny Ooh, rump of smooth skin You say you wanna get in my Benz Well use me use me cuz you aint that average groupie |
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I'm over here now
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Really, every Too $hort song pre-1994 has my favorite rap lyric.
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Southern Hospitality
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If I gotsta bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be quick aight
All your mens up in the jail before suck my dick and all them other cats you run with, get done with, dumb quick How the fuck you gonna cross the dog with some bum shit? Aight There go the gun click, nine one one shit All over some dumb shit, ain't that some shit Y'all niggaz remind me of a strip club, cause everytime you come around, it's like (what) I just gotta get my dick sucked And I don't know who the fuck you think you talkin to but I'm not him, aight slim? So watch what you do Or you gon' find yourself, buried next to someone else and we all thought you loved yourself But that couldn't have been the issue, or maybe they just sayin that, now cause they miss you Shit a nigga tried to diss you That's why you layin on your back, lookin at the roof of the church Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts |
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On-nO Asscii to Asscii
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Girl you make my high come down
Ooooh you make my high-igh-igh come dowwwwwwwwwwwwn |
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Spammy Certified
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When they sell out in stores the price triples I ran up the block jumpin' kids on tricycles And colliding with an 80-year old lady with groceries There goes the cheese, eggs, milk and Post Toasties |
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Spammy Certified
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I was reading a list of the 25 worst rap lyrics ever and came across this.
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emerge
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Yo...put one up shackle me, not clean logic procreation
I did not invent the wheel I was the crooked spoke adjacent While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement I walk the block with a halo and a stick poking your patience Ya'll catch a 30 second flash visual Dirty cooperative Neptune blue head hurt splits Ridiculous fathom the splicing of first generation fuck up or trickle down anti hero smack (Cracking!) I paste the game to zero all completion green (Splash!) Took an early retirement pick a dream American nightmare hogging the screen I'll hold the door open so you can stumble in and you would stop following me around the jungle gym Now it's an honor and I spell it with the 'H' I stole from heritage Marry crutch stolen wretched refuge refuse my teaming resonance I promise temperance storm breed with a leaning conscious In a credence relax responsive with my sports outsource the wattage And I'm sleeping now (Wow!) And the settlers laugh You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash You won't be laughing when the buses drag your brother's flags into rags You won't be laughing when your front lawn is spangled with epitaphs You won't be laughing And I hang my boots to rest when I'm impressed So I triple knot them then I forgot them This origami dream is beautiful but man those wings will never leave the ground Without a feather and a lottery ticket, now settle down All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. Slacker bounded imitated tabloid headlined with the post Shimmy cross the centerfold, and a dead time in ghosts Giving crumbs for the better souls with seven deadly sins To hear the plane to crystal conscious To results a low life counting on one hand what he's accomplished Ok, lift me to activism chain activate street sweep Plug in deteriorating zenith pen dragging I hack swords wars for the morbid spreading of mad men Now he's got soul Sitting there licking log cabin in Charlie Chaplin waddle I could zig zag and zig 'em again for the bad dreams Sparking my brick wall windows another thicket storm And if one night in Gotham without the wretched Houston we have a problem Dispatch a task of infested patch of city goblins Who split how many freaks with box cuts of a high road bellow Heads ripped! Watch red bricks turn yellow Sort of similar to most backbones at camp Icarus Raw feelings start congregating at pamper for bickering Life's not a bitch life is a beautiful woman Your only call her a bitch because she won't let you get that pussy Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests Or maybe you're just an asshole who couldn't sweet talk the princess Kiss the speaker wire or either pass it for some pagan thresh hold Stomach full of halo kibbles Wings span cast black of porn visuals hear the duck hunt ticker tape Vision and pick apart the pixels I got a friend of polar nature and it's all peace When I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast Metal Captain! This cat is asking if I've seen his little lost passion I told him: "Yeah, but only when I pedaled past him" All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day, put the pieces back together my way. |
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MILF Eater
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Immortal Technique - Obnoxious
"Daaamn homie, in high school I beat the shit out of you and your man homie your girl wanna blow me and don't even know me she lonely and she thinks your a phony I take a piss on a development deal from Sony, or Def Jam cuz your like all of the rest man this ain't a verse it's shit talk at the end of the song and you can suck a dick if you think I ended it wrong fuck you and I'm gone, ha ha ha" |
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Angel Headed Hipster
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Joan of Arc had a dildo named Jesus,
made of wood from the cross of it's namesake and her orgasms were all omens when she came it would fill her with right! and when the light had finally left her she lay ruined across her sheets her mouth unhinged, her shape like a victim murdered, in a sleep without dreams Joan of Arc was a warrior poet. and she baptized the world in flame. and she never stopped to wonder, for even a moment why Jesus never came. -B. Dolan, Joan of Arcadia Strangely enough, while bringing back the real I could sense intense resistance so I had no other choice but to cut the line I'm not saying you're overly naive I just think you should get into the habit of checking to see when strings are attached Fortunate for you I'm compassionate enough to throw back what I catch If it's underdeveloped and needs time to grow Though I'm remorseful of the pain I've caused you And I want to kiss your lips better -Sage Francis, Mermaids Are Seasluts I sleep on my back cause it's good for the spine and coffin rehearsal I know a psychic who reads her own palms and her findings are personal She keeps her fists shut tight and she sleeps on her side, well maybe she knows something i don't know -Why?, Fatalist Palmistry |
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The Classic Dylan Staples
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Beats that are hard, beats that are funky
they could get you hooked like a crackhead junky |
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Spammy Certified
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whats up with people not reading the title of this thread?
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Hockey Superstar
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"Je me bat pas pour la porsche mais pour un meilleur monde
avec mes petits bras Souvent à cette époque où la terreur gronde où la frayeur monte, je travaille sur moi chaque seconde pour être un meilleur homme." Translation: I'm fighting not for a Porsche but for a better world With my little arms In this time where terror rules Where fear rises, I work on myself every passing second to become a better man. Something like that. |
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LUV CABBAGE/H8 JEWS
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Hockey Superstar
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Yeah, in French you use "little" just to say it's unimportant, not to say they're literaly small. It doesn't translate well.
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God of Warnicane
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"That’s why I need ruby quartz glasses
’Cause when I glance there’s a chance I might blast the masses Subliminals transmitted through piano Integrated in flow Calculated to the nano I use skills when I need Please heed the rhyme I hear when I plead when I proceed through time I walk through walls and inanimate obstacles By inducing reduction of cells and molecules I bring the knowledge You swallow the state That’s a hologram I box your head Fatten your lip like collagen" -Pharoahe Monch, H! Vltg3 |
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LUV CABBAGE/H8 JEWS
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*Oh Sh*t*
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From "Under the Influence"
Fuckin' your bitch in the ass with a tire iron - Bizarre From "Undead" That shits as worse as it gets, this verse is over, I quit Signed Charlie Scene.... on your girlfriend's tit From "Til I Collapse" Adrenalin shots of penicillin could not get the illin to stop Amoxacillin's just not real enough The criminal cop killin hip-hop villain A minimal swap to cop millions of 'Pac listeners You hate it but you know respect you got to give me The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney, Nate hit me |
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Listen to Killer Mike
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Explicit, I crystallize the rhyme so you can sniff it..
Rebel INS |
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Listen to Killer Mike
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Too many to say, really..
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feel the madness
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Hey Mister!
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I'm a devious degenerate defender of the devil
Shut down all the trash compactors on the detention level. |
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FEAR. In beard form.
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Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta - Ghetto Boys
That whole song is quotable. rap is crap |
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Amsel Dominique
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I'm far from broke, got enough bread. And mad hoes, ask Beavis I get nuttin Butt-Head. - Big L
Swallowin a collata pin, while I'm noddin in, and out on the ottoman, at the Ramada Inn, holdin on to the pill bottle and... - Eminem The 44 pipe bomb with the steel barrell. Man I go cop coke wit a wheel barrel. - A.R. Ab I inhale buds. I'm half baked like Chappelle was. I stay with personal to smoke, and I sell dubs. - Cassidy |
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emerge
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feel the madness
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I keep rice soaked in coconut milk mixed with tofu,
Sit in the sun six hours then I charge up like Goku, Dragonball Z; imagine you're raggin' me, That's like walkin' through a Blood hood flaggin' a C... RZA — Must Be Bobby |
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LUV CABBAGE/H8 JEWS
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Tofu isn't really gangsta, is it?
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Doin' It Right
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Menacin' methods label me a lethal weapon
Making niggas die witnessin' breathless imperfections Can you picture my specific plan? To be the man in this wicked land,underhanded hits are planned Scams are plotted over grams and rocks Outlaws, motherfuckers die by the random shots We all die in the end, so revenge we swore I was all about my ends, fuck friends and foes Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my my heata Got me a dog and named her my bitch nigga eata What could they do to me that little brat Shit them niggas shot me and still terrified, I'll get they ass How can I show you how I feel inside? We outlawz motherfuckas can't kill my pride Niggas talk a lot of shit but that's after I'm gone Cause they fear me in physical form let it be known I'm troublesome |
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the heartbreak king
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Fucked your mother at the Motel 8
Fingers in her booty, strawberry shake Daddy walks in and see the sick clown Moving his butt-cheeks up and down Nate the Mack and Jump Steady Rude Boy, Regis, Kathy Lee I make rap rhymes and make quick bucks And everybody sucks my nuts, shucks |
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Doin' It Right
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If I upset you, don't stress
Never forget, that God isn't finished with me yet I feel his hand on my brain When I write rhymes, I go blind, and let the lord do his thang But am I less holy, 'cause I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homies? |
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feel the madness
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Amazon Affiliate
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LUV CABBAGE/H8 JEWS
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LUV CABBAGE/H8 JEWS
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Besides, the leader of Wu Tang is not a gangsta rapper?
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