Favorite lyrics?

keep your head up, legs closed, eyes open - tupac , wonder why they call you a bitch

Go ahead and grip glocks
I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots
You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots
I'll watch you topple flat
Put away your rings and holla back
Can't freestyle, you're screwed off the top like bottle caps
Beneath the surface, I'm over heating your receiving circuits
By unleashing deeper verses than priests speak in churches
What you preach is worthless
Your worship defeat the purpose
Like President Bush taking bullets for the Secret Service
Beyond what ya'll fathom
I shit on cats and jaw tap ‘em
Show no compassion like having a straight faced orgasm
Tour jack ‘em, have his half a ten bitch suck my friend's dick
In the mean time, you can French kiss this clenched fist
Diabolic, a one man brigade spreading cancer plague
This fucking a pussy's face, holding a hand grenade
So if I catch you bluffin'
Faggot, you're less than nothing
I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction


Or:

If y'all niggaz really wit me get busy load up the semis
Do more than just hold it explode the clip until you empty
There's nothin in our way - they bust, we bust, they rust, we rust
Lead flyin, feel it? I feel it in my gut
That we take these bitches to war, lie em down
Cause we stronger now my nigga the time is now.

crawled, from my bed, to collect the thoughts that had fallen from my head. -electric president

"My Favorite Ladies" by MF DOOM.

Still blows my mind every time I hear it.

anything by blue scholars

if you go platinum its got nothin to do with luck
it just means a million people are stupid as fuck

immortal technique

Hah so fucking true

"if you wanna be my lover, you have got to give, takin is to easy but that's the way it is!"----spice world 4 life

one mic

cj's sig..."pure like a cup of virgin blood mixed with 151, one sip'll make a nigger flip" and the "33 shots from twin glocks" part. that song...damn

I'm a shark in the water you just long john silver -Lil Wayne

I got diahrea flow, I shit on n****z, even when I'm consitpated I still shit on n****z -Jeezy

I'll think of better ones later.

yes! i love blue scholars!!! theyre lyrics are political and they rep the prolatariat all the way!  check the work ethic and the name...

Now this is a story, all about how my life got flipped - turned upside down,
And i'd like to take a minute,
just sit right there,
I'll tell you howI became the prince of a town called Bel-Air

In West Philadelphia,
born an' raised,
on the playground is where i spent mosta my days,
Chillin out, maxin', relaxin' all cool,
An' all shootin some B-ball outside of the school,
When a couple o' guys who were up to no good,
Started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood,
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
She said 'You're movin with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air!'

I whistled for a cab and when i came near,
The license plate said 'Fresh',
And had dice in the mirror,
If anything i could say that this cab was rare,
But I thought 'Nah, forget it - Yo, holmes to Bel-Air!'

I pulled up to the house at bout seven or eight,
I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes, smell ya later!'
I looked at my kingdom,
I was finally there!
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air!

hahah damn i love the original. have you heard the ben folds cover of it?

(in a Ghandi accent)
dunt player hate on me. play....player hate on sumone else.

yo,yoyo, im...ima gangster, where my dogs at?
bark with me if ur my dog.
yo yo yo, im going, im gonna give a shout out to all the player haters. if ur a player hater, don't pla...player hate on me. im..ima gangster.... im straight up.

grrr, i'm steaming mad. grrr.

ima gangster, ima a straight up G.
the gangster life is the life for me.

Shooting people by day, selling drugs by night.
being a gangster is HELLA thight.

i walk around town with a stark erection.
then gave ur mom a yeast infection.

i saw a policeman, and i punched him in the eye.
to serve and protect, wut a lie!

i also dont like white people, u shouldn't too.
and dont get me started about the jews.

ima gangster, grrr, im mad
ima gangster, my rhymes are bad.

ima gangster, i'm iced out like a freezer.
ima gangster, i dont listen to weezer.

i dropped outta skool at the age of 3. Why?
cuz all the teachers tried to player hate on me. Oh.

my rhymes r kool, jus like doing cocaine.
my rhymes r hot, like a burning flame.

sisqo is my homie, hez a gangster too.
me sisqo r the leaders of the gangster crew.

i like to be in jail, he likes to sing and dance.
sum say were the perfect match.

step off...
step bak.....
step awaaay....
step back....
dont..dont step forward..
bak!....
dont step forwards step backwards...
backwards...
dont step to me...
DO NOT STEP TO MEEEEEEEEE...EEEE...

im givin a shoutout to all ma homiez incell block 8.
being in jail sux cuz u always have to masturbate.

except wen a jewish person goes to jail all my homiez cheer.
they will make mince-meat out of hiz rear.

ben peddy helped me make the gangster beat to this song.
i shot him in the face cuz he looked at me wrong.

ima gangster, i drop bombs like hiroshima.
ima gangster, bitch suk on my weiner.

ima gangster, i drive a kool car.
ima gangster, i smoke weed in a cigar.

yo! my gangster flow.
yo!yoyoyo.

im rolling on doughs, iced out like hocky.
i got got kicked outta Japan for drinking all da saki.

wut a bitch, gimmie head hoe.
wuts up to my dogs, yoyoyo.

they play this song on the radio all day long,
so everyone can hear my gangster song.

nobody thought i'd blow up like a firestone tire-
oh, theres no beat left...

(takes out a gun)

die! die u old Santa Claus, die!

(Ghandi again)
like to slap bitches.
i like to slap hoes. i

problem, dont think any gangster knows shit about hiroshima

badfish-sublime
the wind cries mary-Jimi Hendrix
Castles made of sand-Jimi Hendrix
Goodbye Cruel World-Pink Floyd
Goodbye blue sky-Pink Floyd
Shine on you crazy diamond-Pink Floyd
Fletcher Memorial Home-Pink Floyd
Velvet Waltz-Built to spill
Be Strong-Sizzla

mind on my money money on my mind finga on the trigga nigga hand on my nine

"put it in my mouth, i said my motherfucking mouth" akinyele.

bahah sig

Papoose Alphabetical Slaughter Lyrics
(A) Alert assassins at large allegedly automatic artillery angrily aimed
and aggressively
Accurate AK's able doorways adversary afraid as active ammunition
abraise
And accumulated an alias after arrested
And accompanied armed accessories as an adolescent

(B) Bridge Benz brolic burners bringin' brothers betrayer's bodies
briefly be body banged bleedin' brothers
Blaze bats in brave bashin' BROOKLYN bullets busters big biscuits
barrels blazin' beheading bitch boasts and bluffers
Borough barricaders beat bringers brutally blast bringin' blood baths...

(C) Cover cowards corners collectin' cash
Confirmed convicts commitin' crimes clappin' cats
Creepin' cashiers causin' characters comas cappin' crabs
Chaos causin'
Clearly commiting CILO cocaine capsule caps colored capturing customer's
C-Notes
Confiscatin' combinatin' kids are countin' cream calculatin'
Cockin' calibur chromes creatin' casualties conversatin'

(D) Dominatin' devoted dealer devastatin' determination demonstratin'
devine dedication
Debatin' drug deals demandin' dough distributed
Definitely dividing double digit dollar dividends
Drama declarin' demolishin' domain dozer
Directing dumb-dumbs doin' dummies dirty disarmin' Dojos

(E) Estimatin' onions enlarged and economically
Equally educatin' each exercise in equality
Eliminatin' expirin' enemies eradicatin'
Erasin' evidence every element evacuatin'

(F) For four faggots frontin' for fame fleein' from flames
Firin' full-fledged four-fours forcin' flesh from frames
Fortune fanatic, follow formats for funds faithfully
Felonies, furiously fighting for freedom fatally
Frigidally, frantic fightin' FEDS feelin' fearful finacially fortunate,
flippin' figures for fifty-fifty...

(G) Gatherin' grants grabbin' gauges gangsta ganks g's gettin green
Guess garments gleamin'
Greatly gainin' g's
Ghetto genius
Genuine gestures gracefully guide
Government Generals gradually generate genocide

(H) Head hoodlum hittin' heads heavenly hypnotizin'
Hire hitmen harness be holdin' heaters hospitalizin'
High holdin' hammers hectically hittin' herbs homicidin'
Helicopter hijackin' holdin' hostages horrifyin'

(I) Intellectually infinite imperial idol infamous
Inhale the Izm injecting intelligence in ignorance

(J) Jumble jum juggler jaw jabbin' jeopardizin'
Jackin' jewelry jinglin' jackknife jiggin' jittery jivers

(K) Knievers, knowledge key, keep a king, keep a kingdom
K-K-K killin' keenly keepin' kosher livin'

(L) Legitimate legal license LEX lastin' longevity
Luxury life, language lacin' lyrical legacy
Lightin' L's loudly loungin' livin' large like Luthor
Loadin' long Lugers lethally lullabying losers

(M) Maneuvers made miraculously, microphone majesty
Music messiah mastered money makin' mathematically

(N) Naturally naked and notorious, naughty nature
Nasty New York nigga narcotic negotiator

(O) Observator, oppression obstructin' originator
Organized official officer oxen operator

(P) Plot participator
Plan powder pushin' premeditated
Po-Po partners patrolin' preventin' payment
Prosecutin' penny pinchers
Prison penalty permanent placement
Packin' powerful pistols punk plea and player's playin pavement

(Q) Queen's qualifyed quantity/quality

(R) Rulers rule righteously rightfully royal rapology
Real revolutionaries rather regulate rivalry
Rampantly raisin' raiders rampagin' relentless rivalry

(S) Sense up snub slugs snipin' sharp shooter
Smackin' soldiers silly severely shankin' stupid troopers

(T) Terrorizin' terrible thorough thug terrifyin' totin' two tecs takin'
territories thoroughly thrivin'

(U) Unifyin' ultimately upliftin' uncivilized
Unique understandin' universally utilized

(V) Visualize vocab victoriously vocalized
Versatile Vice-Versa verbals viciously victimize

(W) Why witty wisdom wage your wars wisely

(X) X-Con

(Y) Yappin' ya'll yearnin'

(Z) Zig Zag Z...
Lyrics > Papoose Lyrics > Papoose Alphabetical Slaughter Lyrics

carry mac 10-s to practice my aim--NAS

I was just gonna post that.

All I got is beef with those that violate me
I shall annihilate thee
biggie

THIS SONG'S MY FAVOURITE, THE LYRICS ARE JUST SO DOOOPE!

fucking this kid has awsome taste in music, i like:
Hey Joe- by hendrix
crosstown traffic- Jimi Hendrix
Somebody to love-Jefferson Airplane
Starship trooper-Yes not sure if its the lyrics or the guitar but i love that song
Money- Pink Floyd
Time-Pink floyd
White room-Cream
Smoke two joints-Sublime

And if the devil will take her,
I'll thank him for his pain,
I swear to God I'll hang myself
If I get married again

-Great big sea

Dance with the Devil- Immortal Techniques

Real rappers is hard to find like a remote-Common

Pimpa's Paradise.











[Black Thought]
and yes y'all youre all rocking with the best Black Thought from the ledgendary Roots crew in the flesh
i slid up in here with the brothers from the Marley family crest and we gonna sing for yall

[Stephen Marley]

She loves to Party, have a good time
She looks so hearty, feeling fine
She loves to smoke, sometimes shifting coke
she's laughing when there ain't no joke

[Damian marley]

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now
Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was
Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now
Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was

Cause coke was a thing that once she first try
Was once a blue moon to once a blue sky
Now she's wondering who else wants to go buy
she don't got no money and wants to get high

story sounds familiar,
Like born to be wild but she sillier
not quite the same, but she simliar
a waste of my sarsaparilla
used to look good in the videos
now she look hideous

now it's broken crack pipes with lipstick traces
walks the cold nights--red district places
she seen more hotels than my tour suitcases
more male customers than old navy's
she love lime light more than John Swaby's
seen more miles than I rent at avis
she don't slow down then someday maybe
she lost and she can't find her way to safety

Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now
Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was
Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was now
Pimpa's paradise! that's all she was

(Black thought Verse)
Check it out- She keep her head up into space like a satellite,
Because she got an insatiable appetite,
For stayin out late nights,
With all the parasites,
Plottin on the way to cop a little peice of paradise,
Her dignity the only thing that she could sacrifice,
Just get the monkey off her back
And she'll be back in like five minutes
she stay on the move, she looked smoked up,
the stone that the buildin refused
all coked up alone she ain't even in tune
and it's sad cause she ain't really have a reason to use
she was a pretty girl cleaner than the board of health
studied and enjoyed herself
i don't know what drove her to avoid herself
destroyed herself and took a taste of the yay
and now she on the track while she wastin away
it's safe to say she lookin for some place to stay
whoever got a lil paper to play could get a slice of dis...

[chorus]

[Damian Marley]
for no reason a seasoned spliff was the first thing
one spring season while she's out flirtin
now she season me and don't need rehearsin
her skin get a beatin life is uncertained
ego need feedin now the wants worsen
beneath the demons she's a warm person
when she's not fiendin, swearin and cursin
behind the curtain she's really hurtin
and while her people don't even trust her at home
the dealer dem grin and cook the rocks down
and she without sin will spark the first stone
the feelin kicks in she's in the dark zone
old friends walk pass goin bout their own
as if she is someone that they don't know
then the king of kings lift her off the flo
saying life is a ting when you learn you grow

[chorus]

[Damian & Stephen]
she rise and she fall like a star
her life write off like a car
her face full of all kind of scar
always with quick fi start a war
she can't keep herself up to par
she plays like a broken guitar
she always want take it too far
I doubt she gwan make it too far
she rise and she fall like a star
her life ride out like a car
her face full of all kind of scar
always quick fi start a war
she can't keep herself up to par
she plays like a broken guitar
she always wanna take it to far
mi wonder how she make it so far, wuoy

such a dope song

lol great

"Discretion is the name of my cement feathered bird" - Atmosphere


I have no idea what this means but for some reason I really like the line.

i'm watching this right now.

notorious b.i.g. - gimme one more chance

im far from broke, got enough bread, and mad hoes ask beevis i get nuttin but-head
big l

While we're on the subject
Could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ears
Don't worry, you were always out
Looking towards the future
We were begging for the past
Well we knew we had the good things
But those never seemed to last
Oh please just last

modest mouse-missed the boat

The pale-face, devil race, caucasoid germ
Grafted, from original, black man's sperm
-Shabazz the Disciple


The President is Bush, the Vice President's a Dick
So a whole lot of fuckin is what we gon' get
-Talib Kweli

Yo, check it one for Charlie Hustle, two for Steady Rock
Three for the fourth comin live, future shock
It's five dimensions, six senses
Seven firmaments of heaven to hell, 8 Million Stories to tell
Nine planets faithfully keep in orbit
with the probable tenth, the universe expands length
The body of my text posess extra strength
Power-liftin powerless up, out of this, towerin inferno
My ink so hot it burn through the journal
I'm blacker than midnight on Broadway and Myrtle
Hip-Hop past all your tall social hurdles
like the nationwide projects, prison-industry complex
Broken glass wall better keep your alarm set
Streets too loud to ever hear freedom sing
Say evacuate your sleep, it's dangerous to dream
but you chain cats get they CHA-POW, who dead now
Killin fields need blood to graze the cash cow
It's a number game, but shit don't add up somehow
Like I got, sixteen to thirty-two bars to rock it
but only 15% of profits, ever see my pockets like
sixty-nine billion in the last twenty years
spent on national defense but folks still live in fear like
nearly half of America's largest cities is one-quarter black
That's why they gave Ricky Ross all the crack
Sixteen ounces to a pound, twenty more to a ki
A five minute sentence hearing and you no longer free
40% of Americans own a cell phone
so they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home
I guess, Michael Jackson was right, "You Are Not Alone"
Rock your hardhat black cause you in the Terrordome
full of hard niggaz, large niggaz, dice tumblers
Young teens and prison greens facin life numbers
Crack mothers, crack babies and AIDS patients
Young bloods can't spell but they could rock you in PlayStation
This new math is whippin motherfuckers ass
You wanna know how to rhyme you better learn how to add
It's mathematics
-Mos Def

\Capathy  - Qwel
 
  
 
Coward human got a gun, he’s down to shoot it, run  
Bow before his outward spouting power  
A flower slumps in the slums  
A crushing flood on someone’s love, someone’s son, someone’s done  
(Buck, Buck, Buck, UHHH)  
And the rain sings like, I don’t care  
And the train howls like, I don’t care  
But where them thugs at, so other thugs know just who to bust at  
Some dumb ass brats who buck at other thugs, but miss as much as tap  
To cap a total stranger’s rug rat  
Waitin on the bus mad  
Not another mustard…puff…slug through lung and lunch bag  
Fuck cats actin adamant about thug ass philosophy  
But oddly enough never changed a diaper or diaper wrapped colostomy  
Rap about zaggin rags, I highly doubt it  
Let the dragon out on babies babies, now ain’t a side round it  
(I don’t care)  
Drowning flowers ain’t a thing, not for cowards fraid to sing  
That goes for cops up on Howard  
Panoptic tower made of heat  
It’s raining steel nails through tissue boat sails and gales of dollar cream  
Hail increase like collars, fathers martyred out of ink  
Think how slaughtered daughters’ mothers weep it out without an ounce of sleep  
Salty heaps of sniffled “why’s” crystallized round her cheeks  
Sees the skies as just clouds now  
Shouts in her pillow wet  
But where my killer’s killers?  
To fill in her children’s silhouette  
Chillin, building hell, feelin well, killin something  
Blood for miles, high as a horse’s bridle, demons runnin, Jesus comin  
Told em  
Hold em to an unrepentant sentence, senseless muggin  
Desensitized eyes, shruggin pride, to deny your lungs from pumpin  
He’s the hardest motherfucker ever fucked a mother  
Brother bucker  
Bust at thunder in his slumber  
Up to pluck your number  
Peace,  
The Harvest  
Rubber Duckers, he’s retarded  
Swingin his sickle, gleanin brittle garden, marksman sucks you under

one of my favorite lyrics is in my signiture check it out

the lyrics to south of heaven by slayer are amazin

wonder woman, trey songs

almost all Rilo Kiley and Modest Mouse

And I'm forever smoking Nazis, I'm a pass the blunt to Anne Frank -BLP Kosher

qrabsAnd I'm forever smoking Nazis, I'm a pass the blunt to Anne Frank -BLP Kosher

W bump

"i blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper" - earl sweatshirt

+ anything action bronson