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Rap Lyrics

Discussion in 'Channel Zero' started by Milton, Nov 3, 2005.

  1. Milton

    Milton Senior Member

    Joined: May 21, 2003 Messages: 2,253 Likes Received: 0
    What are some of your favorites

    "The laser guided, lyrical hybrid/ creating scripts so sick I gotta to arm wrestle my pen to write it." -Canibus

    "Like Ghandi and Hitler stuck in elevators broken/ one could reach the ceiling panel boosted by the other/ but suddely suffocating doesn't seem so stubborn." -Aes Rock

    "How can you falter when you're the rock of Gibralter?/ had to get off the boat so I could walk on water." -Jay

    "I'm killin' y'all ni**as on that lyrical shit/ mayonaise colored Benz I push 'miracle whips.'" -Kanye West

    "Turn your mic off, and turn the lights off/ Whoever put your record out must have needed write-offs/ Who they play when the game's in a tight spot?/ Slug, you can find me in the A's of your iPod" -Slug


    Add dammit!
     
  2. someone

    someone Member

    Joined: Apr 14, 2003 Messages: 786 Likes Received: 0
    like a cup of virgin blood/mixed with 151 one sip will make a nigga flip! -nas one mic
     
  3. Dirty_habiT

    Dirty_habiT Dirty Dozen Crew

    Joined: Mar 8, 2001 Messages: 18,057 Likes Received: 44
    I don't have an Ipod, and I think they're for hipsters...

    Second!!
     
  4. someone

    someone Member

    Joined: Apr 14, 2003 Messages: 786 Likes Received: 0
    in nyc ppl get killed for ipods
     
  5. dELiSs

    dELiSs Elite Member

    Joined: Dec 13, 2001 Messages: 2,898 Likes Received: 2
    how about some immortal technique..
     
  6. Milton

    Milton Senior Member

    Joined: May 21, 2003 Messages: 2,253 Likes Received: 0
    In LA you can get killed for your vintage von dutch leather chaps...
     
  7. dumy

    dumy Veteran Member

    Joined: Oct 8, 2004 Messages: 5,056 Likes Received: 0
    Damn, I love Jay's verse off the remix too Milt, shit is the illest shit on the whole cd!


    anyways

    QOUTABLES:

    "Now we the American working population
    Hate the fact that eight hours a day
    Is wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn't us
    And we may not hate our jobs
    But we hate jobs in general
    That don't have to do with fighting our own causes"
    -Aesop Rock

    "Rockin a motherfucking flag don't make you a hero
    Word to Ground Zero"
    -Immortal Technique

    "And on top of that, you still wanna take me to prison
    Just cause I won't trade humanity for patriotism"
    -Immortal Technique

    "Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
    Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the
    pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife"
    -Nas

    "I don't want no computer chip in my arm
    I don't wanna die by a nuclear bomb
    I say we all rush the pentagon, pull out guns
    And grab the intercom, my first word's will be I believe
    Man made God, outta ignorance and fear
    If God made man, then why the hell would he put us here?"
    -Dead Prez
     
  8. dumy

    dumy Veteran Member

    Joined: Oct 8, 2004 Messages: 5,056 Likes Received: 0

    true
     
  9. Brewster Baker

    Brewster Baker 12oz Loyalist

    Joined: Sep 11, 2003 Messages: 13,008 Likes Received: 523
    "makin your brains go splat thru your LA Dodgers hat" - Big Tone




    Woodie lyrics.....



    BLACKBIRD!!!!
    DO YOU REMEMBER WHEN I BOUGHT THE SEVENTY-FIVE CAPRICE GLASSHOUSE/
    I CAME BACK TO THE YOC AFTER PULLIN' EIGHT HUNDRED CASH OUT/
    WE TOOK IT TO MY POPS SHOP.. AND SANDED IT DOWN/
    GOT IT SPRAYED APPLE GREEN, WE SIXTEEN THROUGH THE TOWN/
    THAT WAS WHEN THE CLICK DOWN-N-DIRTY ALBUM JUST DROPPED/
    AND THAT MR.FLAMBOYANT MADE THEM BY 9'S KNOCK/
    WE WERE DIPPIN' SO HARD WE HAD THE WHEEL COMIN' OFF THE GROUND/
    TRYIN' TO PEEL EVERY NOTCH IN TOWN/
    WHILE ATTEMPTIN' TO KEEP THE YOC LOCKED DOWN/
    ANY SCRAPS WE RAN ACROSS WE HOPPED OUT AND GOT DOWN/
    DRINKIN' FORTIES, SMOKIN' BAMMER, EARNIN' STRIPES WAS OUR LIFE/
    BUYIN' ANY STRAP WE COULD, WHAT GOOD WAS A KNIFE?/
    WE WAS TRYIN' TA TAKE 'EM ALL OUT THE GAME/
    AND AT THE SAME TIME HAVE THE HOES CALLIN' OUR NAME/
    WE WERE NIEVE AND YOUNG.... MAYBE EVEN DUMB/
    BUT THERE'S NOTHIN' LIKE THE FEELIN' WHEN THE RESPECT COME/
    'CAUSE MANY RECOGNIZED WE GOT DOWN TO BUSINESS/
    AND VERY CAPABLE OF LEAVIN' ENEMIES WIGS SPLIT/
    WE WAS KIDS.... SHOWIN' UP TO SCHOOL THE NEXT DAY/
    LIKE NOTHIN' HAPPENED, IT'S ALL PART OF LIFE IN THE BAY...HEY/
    I GUESS OUR FATHERS BRED SOME KILLAZ/
    BUT I'M STILL HERE AND YOU'RE GONE AND I DON'T FEEL A/
    MUTHAFUCKIN' THANG OF THAT, I WANNA BRING IT BACK/
    BLACKBIRD!!!! I WISH I COULD BRING YA BACK

    CHORUS:
    BLACKBIRD, DEDICATED....HIS LIFE TO THE GANG/
    SO IF YOU'RE.. NORTENO, REMEMBER HIS NAME/
    CARLOS JOSEPH RAMIREZ, A SOLDIER MUCH LOVED/
    AMONGST MANY HOMEBOYZ, WHO NOW REST ABOVE.




    NORTE SIDIN'

    MUCH PRIDE NORTHSIDE OF THE GOLDEN STATE
    IT'S WOODIE WOOD FROM THE A-N-T-I-O-C-H
    WHERE THE CRACKBACK'S POTENT AND THE PIGS ARE DEEP
    FOR EVERY NEW BATCH COOKED HALF THE TOWN DON'T SLEEP
    AND I CREEP IN A SIXETY-NINE LARK WITH DUALS
    BARKIN' UP THE BLOCK ON RALLIES CHROME SHININ' LIKE JEWELS
    SWINGIN' SIDEWAYS TO HIGHWAYS AFTER AIMIN' FOR BRAINS WITH MY EYES ALL DIALATED SWERVIN' THRU LANES
    SHIT'S GONE STRANGE BUT I WAS UP IN FUNK BEFORE THAT
    SO NOTHIN'S REALLY CHANGED IN THIS YOC LIFE FORMAT
    HOMIEZ GONE OR DOIN' TIME SO THE CLICK AIN'T AS DEEP
    BUT WE STILL NORTE SIDIN' RIDIN' ON YOUR BUMPER WITH HEAT
    WITH BEAT QUAKIN' OUT THE WINDOW SPITTIN' YOC LIFE LINGO
    THAT SHITS SO TIGHT IT MAKES MY EARS TINGLE
    A SINGLE SHOT DEUCE-DEUCE IS ALL IT TAKES
    TO RATTLE UP HIS BRAINS AND KILL HIS PARENTS MISTAKE
    BUT I PREFER TO TUCK A TRE-FIVE-SEV IN MY NUTS
    SO I CAN HIT "EM WITH A GUTSHOT FUCKIN' 'EM UP

    CHORUS 2X:

    LIVIN' IN THE SKIRTS OF THE EAST BAY
    CO. CO. COUNTY CRANK AND BOMB KEEP THE BALLAZ PAID
    BUT YOU CAN'T FADE WHEN THE SOLDIERS GET TO RIDIN'
    FLARED UP TEARIN' IT UP NORTE SIDIN' "SSIIIIDIN"

    YOC INFLUENCED WHAT THE FUCK DOES IT MEAN?
    IT'S THE REASON WHY I'M COCKIN' BACK AND BLOWIN' OUT YOUR SPLEEN
    IT COULD MEAN THAT YOU'RE ALL ABOUT YOUR GREEN AND COPPIN' ZITOS
    AND ROLLIN' ON THE TRIPLE GOLDS AND VOGUES AND SERVIN' VITOS
    THEM C-NOTES MIGHT HAVE YOU FLOSSIN' WITH THE TOWN SEWED UP
    BUT HIT THE COUNTY YOU'S A BITCH OR SNITCH YOU GETTIN' ROLLED UP SWOLLED UP
    SO I'M A SOLDIERFIED YOC SWINGER
    A MALT LIQUOR DRINKER A FUCKIN' DEEP THINKER
    UNTIL I HIT THAT GRAVE BETTER COUNT ME AS A FACTOR
    'CAUSE I AIN'T NEVER BEEN NO SHOOTIN' BLANKS HOLLYWOOD ACTOR
    PREPARED TO SCRAP DOWN AS I POUND THRU THIS TOWN
    OF A HUNDRED THOUSAND PEOPLE FIFTY THOUSAND LIVIN' FOUL
    BACK IN NINETY-TWO ONLY A FEW OF US WERE RIDIN'
    NINETY-THREE, WHO ARE THESE FOOLS SOUTHSIDIN'?
    NINETY-FOUR WE KEPT THE PISTOL CHAMBERS SMOKIN'
    NINETY-FIVE THEY REALIZED THE YOC AIN'T JOKIN'
    NINETY-SIX HALF THE HOMIEZ MOVED TO SLANGIN'
    THAT'S ALL GOOD BUT WHY'D YOU FOOLS QUIT BANGIN?
    NINETY-SEVEN FUCK IT I AIN'T EVEN TRIPPIN'
    LOVE THE HOMIEZ I GOT EVEN MORE AND KEEP DIPPIN'
    LET THE RECORD STATE IN NINETY-EIGHT SHALL I DIE WRITE THE WORDS
    IN MY OBITUARY FOR THE NORTHSIDE I SERVED

    CHORUS 2X


    ENDING CHORUS

    LIVIN' LIFE STRAPPED PUT A TARGET ON A SCRAP
    AND I'MMA HIT A BULLSEYE 'CAUSE IT'S LIKE THAT
    WOODIE'S ALREADY HATED FOR THE FACT I'M GANG RELATED
    FUCK RAPPIN' ABOUT THAT BULLSHIT, BEEN THRU TO MUCH TO FAKE IT
     
  10. someone

    someone Member

    Joined: Apr 14, 2003 Messages: 786 Likes Received: 0
    ^^^ nobodies gonna read all that caps locked versed bullshit


    and immortal technique? hes iiight

    "ice ice baby/
    ice ice baby/
    check out the beat while my dj revolves it/
    ice ice baby/"
     
  11. GucciCondom

    GucciCondom Veteran Member

    Joined: Jul 29, 2003 Messages: 5,558 Likes Received: 168
    You frontin' style to me
    it's war when the beat drop
    just anotha mothafucka gonna see pac
    you the type that'll run when the heat pop
    the type that'll hide a gun when he see cops
    but not me, I'll aim a thirty-eight at the crown
    show up the next day at the wake and frown
    yeah, and then I'll laugh at the widow
    then my man stoupe blast through the window
    foul when I was young but I survived karma
    drop bombs like a b-25 on ya
    yeah, it's vietnam in the trenches
    just keep my seat warm on the benches
    I run with wild puerto ricans that hit L's
    and study classical verses by *Big L*
    we came up in the game at the same time
    and read one-hundred-fifty rappers with the same rhyme -vinny paz




    MC's face terror wherever my sound's audible
    Banned from third world portals, battle mortals, and slaughter you
    Seen inside the places of beyond
    The dwellings of the Omn
    Existing in Islamic pantheon
    Flows got the breeze on my clothes got the scent of trees
    I lay back and blow sax like Kenny G
    Power blast wacking my path devour fast
    I leave you with the grain of sand in life's hourglass
    Devise your spell
    Make demons rise out of hell
    Grab you by your lapels and rob you of your outer shell
    You feel the ill dire who sire in hellfire
    I launch writers
    Put your drawn on gong's wire
    Jedi swordsman give rappers a foul fortune
    Science to contortion your body into a coffin
    Insane damage is done, you fuckin' with the army
    We beat skulls in the shape of a wet bag of laundry-jus allah





    the grass is always greener on this side, im the cat that spits live quick to stick knives in ya bitch side
    this shits sublime, within these rhymes, got messages to get fags quittin they lives
    play em like a puppet, cock it back put it to ya head and start dumpin, heart stop thumpin
    until ya pulse steadily slows, get ready you ghost, kicked off earth by these deadily blows
    intelligent souls already knows, that my wrath is only exceeded by these incredible flows
    compiling words together, since before the dictionaries first editor, my worst is beheadin ya
    lines from when i was five still capable of denting insides then take it exterior stretching your hyde
    i terrorize lands that span maps, come tossin them hands get you an ya mans clapped, understand that
    you fucking with a superior source, stay hearin these thoughts,tellin me to make you reappear as a corpse
    sleigh a thousand wack cats, they dont pack gats, touch as much steel as trains that lack tracks
    your appeal doesnt exist, braggin about guns and the clips, come walkin by me and im runnin ya shit
    dont try to get smart, im the cat that hits hard, got the type of forces to bust ya lips apart
    theres no way you shoot, take the gun out your hand and leave ya face lookin like tomato soup
    stomp it till it resembles salsa dip, then toss the clip, bet you wont come around actin like u da boss again
    steady gotta regulate, so you cant speculate, and say hotheads ominous forces are only second rate
    keep my title clenched, when you get what your entitled sent between your vitals wedged -HOTHEAD THE GOD MC
     
  12. dead sentiment

    dead sentiment Member

    Joined: Nov 29, 2004 Messages: 422 Likes Received: 0
    "Keep Pouring" -Natural Elements... Lyricist Lounge Volume 1...

    [Matrix]

    "I verbally break-up emcees like disfunctional families
    So get with this different mix, like seeds from interractial relationships
    I draw crowds, at the same time, I erase kids"

    "I discriminate like a racist a-gainst these basic
    lyricists that are cleaning out my wax, clogging my ears up with
    Tasteless tunes, flavorless buffoons, that are talkative
    Skills far from walkative, when it comes to battlin'
    I don't give a fuck like a virgin practicin' sexual abstinence
    Cuz in my eyes, your presence makes no appearance like absent students
    Who went to join the uneducational rookies playin' hooky"

    [A-Butter]


    "Counter-attack the raps like cataracts with eyesight
    Get in the Zone deeper than Twilight when I grab the mic tight
    What I write tonight will bring hip-hop back to it's origins
    While mortal men, stay delicate like porcelain
    Lyrics get sicker than the mind of Dr. Kevorkian"

    "Penetrates like a parasite sounds to satelites
    (All day, all night) Lyrical syllables I sacrifice
    On this mic device I get slicker than Andrew Dice
    And switch ya style like hermaphrodites, from models to dykes
    Why do rappers say they rappers when they all rap alike?
    To me that's nonsense, that's why I drops sense when I grab the mic
    And go through those rhymes like po-nine through traffic lights"
     
  13. deterrent

    deterrent Veteran Member

    Joined: Oct 20, 2004 Messages: 5,181 Likes Received: 43
    Saul Williams does it for me.

    "niggas used to buy their families out of slavery
    now we buy chains and links, smokes and drinks
    they're paying me to record this, even more if you hear it"
    penny for a thought

    "riding in a freight train
    in the freezing rain
    listening to Coltrane
    my reality went insane
    and i think i saw Jesus
    he was playing hopscotch with Betty Carter
    who was cursing him out
    in a scat-like gibberish for not saying 'butterfingers'"
    twice the first time
     
  14. Tyler Durden

    Tyler Durden Veteran Member

    Joined: Nov 18, 2001 Messages: 5,263 Likes Received: 40
    Pretty much anything by Ghostface...
     
  15. PREPPY GANGSTA

    PREPPY GANGSTA Junior Member

    Joined: May 16, 2005 Messages: 195 Likes Received: 0
    you're a pack of herbs in here with your cornball backpacker quotables.

    fall back.
     
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