Whats the best rap lyrics you have heard?

[Thesoulfulldude]

then the chorus...

 

Little Weapon,

Little Weapon,

Little Weapon

We're calling you

There's a war

if it comes not just too tall for you

You find you're something small to use

Little Weapon, Little Weapon, Little Weapon

Yanked you now, pow

 

 

http://youtube.com/watch?v=gMdyV1OFeTw

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

i dont know if you think its good or what ever but it was pretty hard hitting after listening to superstar, really really good song

[Drunkfux]

"I always wondered what death would be like

especially when Duke died and came back, and said he didn't see light

was that a glimpse into eternal sleep, no afterlife

or promise of hell, the mystery as dark as the night

all signs told me my days were numbered walking the earth

and i go out just as bloody as i did on my birth"

 

Sick Jacken

[edthehater]

"my drug rap competitors they come in flocks

i cant sleep cause when i do i think the game gone stop

so im awake like an owl at a quarter to 3

might hit your window with a nickel wassup baby its me

where im from we hate cops like we were breed to do it

believe in nike signs and gettin high so bitch just do it

right or wrong wrong or right well disobey

smokin weed plotin greed listen to sade

man i hustles all day eatin catfish and snapper

battle everyday from gat clappers to rappers

tryn to have paper from the bottom to the tip

two words i cant resist motherfucker or bitch

i lost a few nickels but i never drop dimes (huh)

pisces is the rap sign

cobra staus

swimmin like the man from atlantis

i hoe like houdini

but like houdini i will vanish

baby was 19 wit a big ol ass (shh)

damn near gave a nigga wiplash

dont ask me for money cause im not gonna share it

smokin weed for bob marley cause he bucked down the sherrif

u best hope this wax dont cut u

hope 1 time dont bust u

this style will finger fuck u

and patna i just cant trust u

cobra status"

 

 

 

ANDRE NICKATINA

 

 

 

......................."nigga them dice aint got no love shakin like a nigga scared behind his gun"

[After School Special]

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,

And they're like, its better than yours,

I'll teach you but I have to charge.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My pokemon bring all the boys to the yard,

An they're like, "You wanna trade cards?"

Damn right, I wanna trade cards,

My Pikachu for your Charizard.

[BruceLeroy]

"i never eat a pig cause a pig is a cop or better yet a terminator like arnold schwarzenegger"

[After School Special]

Try to play me out as if my name was Sega.

[war terror]

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies

and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these

mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery

Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me

Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits

tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics

I inspect you, through the future see millenium

Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum

Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics

Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths

 

word

[Brew15]

So I'm watchin' her fine ass

Walk to my bedroom, and thought to myself

That's the shape of things to come

She said, Why you in the club, you don't make it precipitate?

You know, make it rain when you can make it thunderstorm

I'm like, Why?

The world needs sun

The hood needs funds

There's a war going on and half the battle is guns

How dare I throw it on the floor

When people are poor

So I write like Edgar Allen to restore, got a cord-

Umbilical attached to a place that can't afford

No landscaping, Or window draping

This old lady told me,

If I ain't got nothin' good, say nathing

That's why I don't talk much

I swear it don't cost much, to pay attention to me

I tell like it is, and I tell it how it could be

The hood be

Requesting my services, Oh don't get nervous it's

Step yo game up time, These ain't them same old rhymes

Designed to have you dancin' in some club

Niggas write to me

Woman be up in they tub

Expoliating with hey pom poms

Yellin' GO 3000!

I'm in my whatever bumpin' Mois

A 100 miles in

Runnin' Runnin' Runnin' Runnin'

ANDRE 3000-THE ART OF STORYTELLING 4

 

Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin

Musician, inflictin composition

of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine

Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now

Bulletholes left in my peepholes

I'm suited up in street clothes

Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes

Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay

I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway

 

NAS-NY STATE OF MIND

 

 

I smoke on the mic like smokin Joe Frazier

The hell raiser, raisin hell with the flavor

Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan

Swingin through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman

So uhh, tic toc and keep tickin

While I get ya flippin off the shit I'm kickin

The Lone Ranger, code red, danger!

Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart

The vandal, too hot to handle

Ya battle, you're sayin Goodbye like Tevin Campbell

Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set

The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal

 

INSPEKTAH DECK

 

[Ol Dirty Bastard]

First things first man you're fuckin with the worst

I'll be stickin pins in your head like a fuckin nurse

I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack

Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack

Shame on you when you stepped through to

The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo

And I'll be damned if I let any man

Come to my center, you enter, the winter

Straight up and down that shit packed jam

You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man

The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkin

Ason, Unique rollin with the night of the creeps

Niggaz be rollin with a stash

ain't sayin cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin ass!

[WarGeneral710]

JAY-Z

 

"Can I Live"

 

Yeah, hah, yeah Roc-A-Fella

We invite you to, somethin epic y'all know?

Well we hustle out of a sense of, hopelessness

Sort of a desperation

Through that desperation, we 'come addicted

Sorta like the fiends we accustomed to servin

But we feel we have nothin to lose

so we offer you, well, we offer our lives, right

What do you bring to the table?

 

While I'm watchin every nigga watchin me closely

my shit 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 clap from closed feet

I don't sleep, I'm tired, I feel wired like codeine, these days

a brother gotta admire from four fiends away

My pain wish it was quick to see, from sellin 'caine

til brains was fried to a fricaisse, can't lie

At the time it never bothered me, at the bar

gettin my thug on properly, my squad and me

lack of respect for authority, laughin hard

Happy to be escapin poverty, however brief

I know this game got valleys and peaks, expectation

for dips, four percent pertation 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 Edmonds like

Channel 7 news, round seven jewels, hand gettin the mic

Forgettin 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 resedential for the weekend

Confidentially speakin in codes since I sense you peekin

The NSX rental, don't be fooled my game is mental

We both out of town dog, what you tryin 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 Willie's present gambling they re-up

And we can have a pleasant time, sippin margaritas

Ge-ge-geyeahhh, can I live?

Can I live?

 

My mind is infested, with sick thoughts that circle

like a Lexus, if driven wrong it's sure to hurt you

Dual level like duplexes, in unity, my crew and me

commit atrocities like we got immunity

You guessed it, manifest it in tangible goods

Platinum Rolexed it, we don't lease

we buy the whole care, as you should

My confederation, dead a nation, EXPLODE

on detonation, overload the mind of a said patient

When it balls to steam, it comes to it

we all fiends gotta do it, even righteous minds go through this

True this, history school us to spend our money foolish

Bond with jewellers and, watch for intruders

I stepped it up another level, meditated like a buddhist

Recruited lieutenants with ludicrous, dreams of

gettin cream let's do this, it gets tedious

So I keep one eye open like, C-B-S, ya see me

stressed right? Can I live?

Can I live?

Can I live?

Can I live?

Ha-hah, Roc-A-Fella y'all

[WarGeneral710]

the greatest lyricists of all time in my book are nas, big pun, jayz, eminem, AZ, rakim, biggie, ghostface killah, big L, Gangstarr, redman, ice cube, scarface....hands down

[RubberbandBanks]

get money

[Prime Chaos]

I work the pen to make the ink transform

On any particular surface the pen lands on

The camera stands on, what's the beef?

The Cooley High cold chief high post techniques

I drape off poetic landscapes and shapes

Illustrate the paper space off the pens that paint

Then design what have a National Geographic a magic

With Taylor Made status and plus favorite is automatic

[SWITCHAHOUSE]

BIG L SECOND VERSE of a seven minute freestyle

 

ey yo my crew be deliverin hot lead,

when gats I clinch rappers get jack and linched,

nobody can fuck with the way il be killin them shits at rap convents,

big L is that nigga you expect - to cetch wreck on any casset deck,

im so ahead of my time my parents havnt met yet,

im feelin like billy rabgrate, my rapstyle is past great,

i love to fuck a bitch from the back and watch her ass shake,

i probably got ur mummy strong,

niggas hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung,

my clan plans to get juliane hung,

never had a gased head,

got loot coz i stash bread,

try to tax and imma beat ur faggot ass half dead,

i stomp white cops til they life stops,

corporal price stocks,

coz my blood is colder than an ice box

who 139 u dont wana block war coz my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor,

and evrytime a mac 11 busts am killin at least seven ducks,

i never was a follower of reppin bucks,

the bitch type i dislike,

im rougher than a fist fight,

all chicks aint shit theres no such thing as miss right,

so we can never b a couple hun,

fuck love - all i got for hoes is hard dick and bubble gum,

(yee) - background,

a clown emcees il b attackin quick,

am on sum rappin shit,

and sum carjackin shit.

a ran upon this nigga named mac in a black ack and a put the gat to his cap,

sorry jack but get up outta that,

my 38 works great,

so make a mistake and hesitate,

i cant wait to demonstrate this nickel plate,

he didnt listen to,

what i was speakin, he started reachin

so i left him sleepin with his temple leakin,

 

r.i.p big L

[OL'DIRTYGeEEZER]

thiss shit is better then dances with the devil

posted these in another thread.shit is deep,

pay attention to everything and read hard.

 

 

edit* i cut out the useless chorus

 

My name’s Derek

I’m from Queens, right there on Merrick

Raised off honesty, loyalty, good merits

Got a little sister and my pop just perished

And I just came home so my freedom I really cherish

Young when they bagged me

Seven in the can, it’s torture and I just did that for manslaughter

Odds was against me, murder in the second degree

Made it less cuz I gave ‘em a plea

It’s done passed, now a dude home tryna clean up his past

But all niggas know me for is the past

Though my mind’s always thinking how to pocket some cash

They know if something never sparked it’ll cock it and blast

Now I’m tryna live straight and get my act together

But my mom struggling, she putting scraps together

Long time ago when I wasn’t home she was cleaning my room

Cried when she found a gat in the dresser

Said no child of hers would have had that never

But with all the dirt I was doing, I felt like I had to protect her

I had to protect us

Instead of me selling crack forever

She rather me in ShopRite getting bags together

Past endeavors won’t allow me to get work, forced me to get work

On apps they ask if you ever been to jail

Like if I say yes you’ll hire me, nigga don’t lie to me

I got a little sister that’s nine, plus moms is chillin

With some new dude I think she’s feeling

But he don’t help with the bills and I’m back on the strip

So we don’t go broke, I’m back to this hammer that I have to tote

Stash you know, I’m killin ‘em

Only nigga on the ave with coke

Only man in the house I gotta bring in cash

And them two checks a month that mom get don’t last

Little Sally’s real young, she’s developing fast

Oh you thinking the same thing, it’s a hell of a task

Then they clip me, plain clothes, cops came to get me

But knew that I had mine on, threatened to hit me

And I moved swiftly, said they had a warrant

They knew about it all, they said they had an informant

I’m back in the cage, the cell, with the apes in jail

Now I’m back in this 8x12

See I tried to live right, but society ain’t made for niggas to live right

So mommy just write, mommy make sure Sally keep her shit tight

And I’ll be home real soon, don’t cry its aight

 

 

My name’s Sally

And I'm from Queens, I'm not happy

Dad passed away, mom remarried

Got a big bro, he's in jail

Mom said for “some things that he used to sell”

And I'm always with stepdad, his name’s Bo

And there’s some things about him that my mom don't know

And he says if I tell that it won't be pretty

And I'm really scared of him, he's already hit me

He touches me places, I don't like it

And I ain’t talking bout a hug or goodbye kiss

I mean touch me places that’s private

And he don't just touch, he put something inside it

He says the more he does that, I'll start to like it

Hand over my mouth so I'm quiet

Moms only wit 'em cause our money is low

I'm sixteen but I'm shaped like a twenty year old

And my mom’s in love so she makes excuses

But she looks at me and sees scrapes and bruises

Why stepdaddy gotta take me through this?

Help, somebody, I’m getting raped, I can’t do this

Nobody understands I'm weary

Get goosebumps anytime a man come near me

Know how it feel to have a man use you for a cushion

All the while moaning and pushing

You’se try to push him, he's getting bothered

You yell and you scream but he starts going harder

Trust me, it’s something you don't wanna be a part of

Cuz even when it's over, ya life it'll scar ya

Visit my bro, he can tell I'm sad

Staring hard at my stomach he can tell I'm fat

He can tell I'm mad

But stepdaddy touched me, fucked me

You think that I can tell him that?

Bo called the cops on him, could I tell him that?

Yup, thought you’d agree so I keep it all to me

Baby on the way, and I'm not working

And I know it's his cuz I used to be a virgin

Derek says he’ll handle it, wipe my tears

He don't know, this is what it’s like for years

And it falls on deaf ears

Damn mommy please come home

Please mommy don’t leave us alone

Some secrets are hard to keep

Some secrets make it hard to sleep

And sleep is the only time I feel safe

Still the act haunts me

And I know that I'ma wake up with stepdaddy on me

 

 

My name's Bo

Got a chick named Pam that I live with

But she's always in church, real religious

I had a son, he was young, he was gifted

Til a nigga killed him a week before Christmas

Three shots, close range with a hand gun

I knew before I met Pam that it was Pam's son

I knew when I pulled the mil out harder

And went on a manhunt just to kill their father

Derek and my boy had a mutual friend

And put me on, going, “What I gotta do for revenge?”

Derek's coming home now, and he's gonna get it

And I know he'll be looking for me with a biscuit

Not hard to find, got them techs in handy

And I'm in his house having sex with his family

I got his mom on the bed and the canopy

And I'm with his sister molesting her candy

Now he know it all, his friend probably told him

And you can't hide nothing in a hood so small

 

But then it came Sunday, Bo ain’t have to work

Just humped on Sally, Pam is in church

Derek bust in, Bo just froze

White shit on his nose, Sally getting her clothes

Screams, "Get ready for your funeral, Bo!"

And then he reached to his hip and let a few of ‘em go

Cuz he's packing, but Sally starts gasping

Holding her stomach, I guess she started having contractions

Bo grabbed his, now they both got heat, just gunning

Both ignoring the seed that's coming

Now Sally's in the crossfire, screams out, “Stop!"

Holes in the wall, now the scene's getting hot

Next thirty seconds all that’s seen is the cops

Yellow tape up, now the scene's getting blocked

Barricades up, yup, you already know y'all

Ambulance there, street full of patrol cars

Cops on the megaphone, "Come down now!"

But it all calmed down somehow

Bo comes out, hands showing, carrying his arms

Derek comes down, little Sally in his arms

She had nothing to say, she was hit by a stray

Shots done ricocheted, cops take ‘em away

And now some niggas miss him

But it wasn't the guns that killed Sally

Nah it was the dumb niggas wit ‘em

When we gon learn to treat our people sacred?

In some type of way, kid, we all related

When we gon grow and get rid of the hatred?

But this shit happens on a regular basis

This shit happens on a regular basis

This type of shit happens every day kid

 

 

SONG?

[mystarsoul]

i got more ryhmes than the bible gots pslams..

[2Blazzed]

papoose

 

[song Begins:]

Imagine bein on the 81st floor, with a fire inside

An open window is your only way to survive

For those who jumpped out of the Twin Towers and died

Welcome to Law Library Part 5

 

[Hook: x2]

Take these bars and play'em for each and every

Widow of a soldier who died is nessesary

When will we see the land of the free, nevuarry

So where is the home of the brave, the cemetary

Happy New Year's, I hope your christmas was merry

I'd like to welcome you to my Law Library

 

Terrorism

It's wicked, it's exorcism

Where are the terrorist?

Are they locked in prison

Or are they in the government in different positions?

Are they the suicide bombers or the polititions?

Did the Twin Towers fall cause the planes hit'em

Or did they collapse cause of control demolition?

Witnesses heared an explosion blast off

They say found some torn out Saquamies Passport

9/11 was catatrophic

How could they find the passport

But not find none of the black boxes

Weeks in advance the owner of the 7th Tower

Took out an insurence policy for billions of dollars

Why would they let innocent people get devouered

So they can step in and play some hero of ours

Good guy, bad guy, they kanivers

Now they can take, do, say what they want

Bush did it for power

Too many lies, now it's revealed that they snakes

So the United States

Gotta save face

And what better way to restore then peoples fate?

Obama and Hilary In a Presidential Race

Some say this is our time to rule

First black president, powerful move

Barak Obama could change the complection

Of the white house

But can he change the direction?

That's what I doubt?

Why did they assasinate Benaziir Butto?

Was that a warning shot at Hilary? Who knows

A terrorist person influence conduct of a unit

Or government by intimidation or coherse

And if you threaten a civilian population

To commit

Or cause to be commited a specified offense

Cause intimidation or fear of incomission

Wheather you had the capabilities or you didn't

You can still be sentence, of such offense

That's a D felony, u made a terrorist threat

Cause conduct of a unit and government to happen

By murder, assasination, or kidnappin

So whose to blame for all the hi-jakin?

Al Queda, George Bush, or Bin-Ladin?

The government tryin to find out, who bombed Manhattan

Take a look straight in the mirror, your lookin at'em

The home land security, the patriot act

Look at Afganastan, the war in Iraq

What's the next chapter in my glossary?

Article 1.60 robbery

Law Library

[Realism]

NAS

 

Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold

I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe

When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast

to conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets

Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun

Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son

Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly

I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me

while, funny style niggaz roll in the pile

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

It's like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in

Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again

From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable

Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual

[bobsaysmittens]

Celph Titled

 

the cryptic author,

Writing poems on tombstones

Celph-titled the nigga you couldn't bring home

I'm at the crib wit your bitch givin' me slow head

Split you up in more pieces than when Jesus broke bread

My click is raw, be prepared when you meet us

Kill an unborn baby and you still couldn't de-fetus (ooh)

I don't battle with rhymes,

I'd rather battle with nines

Instead of using my mind

I'd rather shatter your spine

The closest you ever came to a punch line,

Was waiting for refreshments at the prom in '89

I'm super crafty, super nasty, super raspy

Fuckin' bitches with super ass cheeks

You fucking faggots don't know the raw speech is

I beat a bitch until her whole body turns to cleavage

I'm hyperactive so I drink decaffeinated

My left jab is fatal, leavin' cats decapitated

[Thesoulfulldude]

get money

 

oh yeah jeeez cause they just flow like

[Thesoulfulldude]

get money

 

oh yeah jeeez cause they just flow like

[Thesoulfulldude]

its not rap but sure

 

I'm through with standin' in line

To clubs I'll never get in

It's like the bottom of the ninth

And I'm never gonna win

This life hasn't turned out

Quite the way I want it to be

(Tell me what you want)

 

I want a brand new house

On an episode of Cribs

And a bathroom I can play baseball in

And a king size tub big enough

For ten plus me

(Yeah, so tell what you need)

 

I'll need a.. a credit card that's got no limit

And a big black jet with a bedroom in it

Gonna join the mile high club

At thirty-seven thousand feet

--(Been there done that)--

 

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars

My own star on Hollywood Boulevard

Somewhere between Cher and

James Dean is fine for me

(So how you gonna do it?)

 

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame

I'd even cut my hair and change my name

 

[CHORUS]

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars

And live in hilltop houses, driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's

Gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny

With her bleach blonde hair

And well...

 

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

 

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels

Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes

Sign a couple autographs

So I can eat my meals for free

(I'll have the quesadilla, on the house)

 

I'm gonna dress my ass

With the latest fashion

Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion

Gonna date a centerfold that loves to

Blow my money for me

 

(So how you gonna do it?)

 

I'm gonna trade this life

For fortune and fame

I'd even cut my hair

And change my name

 

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and

Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's

Gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny

With her bleach blonde hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms

With the latest dictionary of

Today's who's who

They'll get you anything

with that evil smile

Everybody's got a

Drug dealer on speed dial, well

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

 

 

I'm gonna sing those songs

That offend the censors

Gonna pop my pills

From a Pez dispenser

 

 

Get washed-up singers writing all my songs

Lip synch 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

 

 

Well we all just wanna be big rockstars

And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's

Gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny

With her bleach blond hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms

With the latest dictionary and

Today's who's who

They'll get you anything

with that evil smile

Everybody's got a

Drug dealer on speed dial,well

 

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

[Thesoulfulldude]

its not rap but sure

 

I'm through with standin' in line

To clubs I'll never get in

It's like the bottom of the ninth

And I'm never gonna win

This life hasn't turned out

Quite the way I want it to be

(Tell me what you want)

 

I want a brand new house

On an episode of Cribs

And a bathroom I can play baseball in

And a king size tub big enough

For ten plus me

(Yeah, so tell what you need)

 

I'll need a.. a credit card that's got no limit

And a big black jet with a bedroom in it

Gonna join the mile high club

At thirty-seven thousand feet

--(Been there done that)--

 

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars

My own star on Hollywood Boulevard

Somewhere between Cher and

James Dean is fine for me

(So how you gonna do it?)

 

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame

I'd even cut my hair and change my name

 

[CHORUS]

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars

And live in hilltop houses, driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's

Gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny

With her bleach blonde hair

And well...

 

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

 

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels

Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes

Sign a couple autographs

So I can eat my meals for free

(I'll have the quesadilla, on the house)

 

I'm gonna dress my ass

With the latest fashion

Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion

Gonna date a centerfold that loves to

Blow my money for me

 

(So how you gonna do it?)

 

I'm gonna trade this life

For fortune and fame

I'd even cut my hair

And change my name

 

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and

Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's

Gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny

With her bleach blonde hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms

With the latest dictionary of

Today's who's who

They'll get you anything

with that evil smile

Everybody's got a

Drug dealer on speed dial, well

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

 

 

I'm gonna sing those songs

That offend the censors

Gonna pop my pills

From a Pez dispenser

 

 

Get washed-up singers writing all my songs

Lip synch 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

 

 

Well we all just wanna be big rockstars

And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars

The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap

We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat

And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars

Every good gold digger's

Gonna wind up there

Every Playboy bunny

With her bleach blond hair

And we'll hide out in the private rooms

With the latest dictionary and

Today's who's who

They'll get you anything

with that evil smile

Everybody's got a

Drug dealer on speed dial,well

 

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar

[GucciCondom]

"CALL ME *C-SECTION* BECAUSE I'M *A CUT ABOVE* YOU *PUSSIES*"

[GucciCondom]

"CALL ME *C-SECTION* BECAUSE I'M *A CUT ABOVE* YOU *PUSSIES*"

[Qawee]

They say money is the root of all evil i though

But when i'm broke is usually when i have the evilest thoughts

thats when the arms come out

like sleeves when its short

with more bullets than your favorite wide receiver has caught

and then randy mossberg and steve smith and wesson ya

the shooters pop up like instant messenger

"you've got mail!" nah nigga you got shells

and my mac you cant use for ichat

 

(forgot the rest)

[Qawee]

They say money is the root of all evil i though

But when i'm broke is usually when i have the evilest thoughts

thats when the arms come out

like sleeves when its short

with more bullets than your favorite wide receiver has caught

and then randy mossberg and steve smith and wesson ya

the shooters pop up like instant messenger

"you've got mail!" nah nigga you got shells

and my mac you cant use for ichat

 

(forgot the rest)

[CACashRefund]

E-40 has so many dope lines

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Looking like i went,

 

Jeans sag like i had an accident"

[CACashRefund]

E-40 has so many dope lines

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Looking like i went,

 

Jeans sag like i had an accident"

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