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Whats a good song, flow, punchline, or diss that just made you say "damn," "oh shit," "Oh no he didnt," or just plain "fuck that shit is on point."

 

If you dont know where to find the lyrics your looking for try here

----------> http://www.ohhla.com/all.html

 

(Im really tired or i'd dig through alot of stuff shit I think is dope, but heres a few.)

 

-Nas "I gave you power"-

Always I'm in some shit, my abdomen is the clip

The barrel is my dick, uncircumcised

Pull my skin back and cock me, I bust off when they unlock me

Results of what happens to niggaz shock me

 

-K-Otix "Mind over matter"-

It's the immaculate conception

Accurate connection

Dangerous selection

Hazardous to your profession

With no trajection, your whole game lacks direction

 

-Apathy "Battleme"

I master my steez, disaterous to wacker MC's

Attacking with ease, and bring a bat to shatter your knees

I'm badder than these...

Rappers screaming, "Apathy please, show mercy"

But their begging doesn't matter to me

I'm allergic to wacker rappers, and automaticaly sneeze

So when they rap after me, I try not to breathe

Blow flows into tissue like boogies and snots

Cock the hammer, pop the glock like a rookiesh cop

And when bitches see me rock, their pussy gets hot

Got 'em counting down the days that it took me to drop

And when the records in the store, you'll be begging for more

Cause you never heard a style like this perfected before

From the surface of the Earth to the center of the core

Epidermis of a girl or placenta of a whore

All the verses in the World couldn't settle the score

Causy Apathetic is the master of the deepest metaphors

 

-Rakim "The 18th letter"-

What, uhh, yo

Just when things seemed the same, and the whole scene is lame

I come and reign with the unexplained for the brains 'til things change

They strain to sling slang, I'm trained to bring game

History that I arranged been regained by King James

Go to practice, with tactics, when the track hits, theatrics

Women that look like actress the status of Cleopatra's

Stacks of mathematics took the ?ego-a-geatics?

As I find out, what the facts is, for geographic

No time to sip Mo's with hostess, never mind what the total gross is

I rip shows, stay focused, and split cheese, with soldiers

While you hit trees and coast I spit flows that be ferocious

And with these explosives, I split seas for Moses.....

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Guest imported_El Mamerro

-Grand Puba, "Watch the Sound" (Fat Joe feat. Diamond D, Grand Puba)

 

Check it

Yo Fat Joe, it's time to fuckin flow

Niggaz know the game

It's time to blow the bitch-ass niggaz out the frame

Guess who comes to represent?

If you motherfuckers don't know, well here's a hint

It's the God and I still bag chicks

Make the girls feel happy like a faggot with a bag of dicks

So come on cause I'm comin for the basket

Say goodbye to your friends, and start headin for the casket

So Doogie make the daquiris; and lick the chocolate

that you got from Willy Wonka in the Chocolate Factory

 

 

 

 

Sounds stupid, but it comes off so damn dope in the song...

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hah that site has banging on wax lyrics....was thinking about those albums not too long ago.

 

[Chorus: Remedy w/ man praying in Hebrew]

Never again shall we march like sheep to the slaughter

Never again shall we sit and take orders

Stripped of our culture, robbed of our name

Raped of our freedom and thrown into the flames

Forced from our families, taken from our homes

Moved from our God then burned of our bones

Never again, never again, shall we march like sheep to the slaughter

Leave our sons and daughters, stripped of our culture

Robbed of our name

Raped of our freedom and thrown into the flames

Forced from our families, taken from our homes

Moved from our God and everything we own

 

i listen to this song everyday...

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i meddle with metal thatll have you swimmin in meadows

cause im mental, the cops ask? i never met you

so i said it, follow through on my words an set it

so youll never forget it an ill never regret it

murder eats away at your inside only if you let it

your brain ell become hectic with irrational thoughts like epileptics

when i wreck it i say fuck it, gotta gun?

bust it, it aint nothin i rock jerseys in clubs where chickins stay cluckin

stay frontin like we aint gon be fuckin but its nothin

wether its my dick or my glock yo somethins bustin

so get off that slow shit you ho bitch

so i can show this ho trick how we do it in showbiz

your man dry snitched on how i got rich

fuck leavin him in a meadow hes takin a nap in a road ditch

cause i put this nine to his dome bitch

and left his mind homeless

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Originally posted by colour

hah that site has banging on wax lyrics....was thinking about those albums not too long ago.

 

[Chorus: Remedy w/ man praying in Hebrew]

Never again shall we march like sheep to the slaughter

Never again shall we sit and take orders

Stripped of our culture, robbed of our name

Raped of our freedom and thrown into the flames

Forced from our families, taken from our homes

Moved from our God then burned of our bones

Never again, never again, shall we march like sheep to the slaughter

Leave our sons and daughters, stripped of our culture

Robbed of our name

Raped of our freedom and thrown into the flames

Forced from our families, taken from our homes

Moved from our God and everything we own

 

i listen to this song everyday...

 

Colour..........Remedy is fuckin tight...WU-Tang like whoa....:)

 

More to come from me when I dont feel sick from staying up all night long posting...:o

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"I used to know this woman who had the most beautiful

tattooes on the top sides of both of her hands

She was forty-three years old and as far as I know

had never yet been with a man

It's not that she wasn't attractive;

she was beautiful, but it was the way that she interacted

She was aggresively passive to the point where she

would've intimidated any mitt that ever tried to catch it

on the right hand she had a tattooe of a nude girl

she claimed it is what God resembled

but on the left she had a mirrored image of the same female

and this one she explained looked like the devil

I remember once watching her touch her own breasts

how the tattooes smiled as they stared down her stomach

as if anticipating when they'd be allowed to caress

the sweet flower that they both seemed too hungry (sweet flower)

Now maybe I was high but it felt so right

heaven and hell both take to this woman's womb

It didn't make sense how she could commence

touching herself with me wide awake in the same room

but if I've learned anything in my years (my years)

I learned I no longer believe in surprise (in surprise)

but what happened next damn near stold my tears

the tattooes came alive right in front of my eyes

they both slowly stood up and climbed off her hands

and showed me why she never took some time with a man

they climbed deep inside of this woman's garden

she closed her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip

I stepped I left and I don't regret leaving

and I'd never forget all the things I saw that evening

a glimpse of religion a piece of coming closer

to understanding more about what intrigues me most

I didn't get turned on I just got turned

I wasn't as aroused as I was concerned

for each one of em I've hurt

and every time I've been burned

I've got a lot to teach but even more to learn"

 

 

i couldnt find body pillow which is equally good.

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"Do you know who you are..

Do you know who you are fucking with?

Do you know, the access, to weapons, money and power

that we have? We will fucking kill you!"

 

 

"Treason will not be tolerated!

You have been enlisted.. into a lifestyle that you may not change!

Understand! You can't be happy.. and smile.. for the cameras!

MotherFUCKER!"

 

 

company flow. brilliant shit. these guys reminded me why i love hip hop.

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Mobb Deep w/ Q-Tip

Drink Away the Pain

 

Prodigy

 

I used to be in love with this bitch named E&J

Don't fuck with her anymore now I fuck with Tanqueray

Tanqueray introduced me to her first cousin Gold

Last name was Ide's and the first name Old

But Gold couldn't take the dick and made me lazy

We split apart and now I met this new trick Dany

Now me and Dany, we been together ever since

Our love combines to form a science, what is this

I bust a cherry, took her virginity in ninety-one

Now that she's open everybody want to tap somethin

Go get your own don't make me have to fuckin clap somethin

I love my shorty more than life now ain't that somethin

So love you Dany more than livin itself

Even though my friends tell me she ain't good for my health

When I go pick her up they tell me put her back on the shelf

They say say yo P she only wants you for one thing that's your wealth

But I don't pay attention, she's my baby, the Dany

You know she drive me crazy she's my number one lady

Met her back in eighty-nine now she's twenty-two

Actin like she forty, she said all I need is a man to support me

Besides, you from the 41st side of things

and Queensbridge niggaz be actin like they kings

Pushin Lexus' wearin fat diamond rings

My cellular phone reigns supreme, international think rational

The 12th street crew move back when we come through

 

favorite verse/song!!!:)

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Guest TresOne

(K-OS)

I was walkin' down the street about three o'clock

When I saw another MC at the end of the block

Talkin' to kids tellin' em, how they had to get the dough

So I rolled right up in the Cypher and said "Yo!"

Here is an example of a whack MC

Caught in the world and he just can't see

He said, "What? Aiyyo, you disrespectin' me?

Now I got to battle you and show them who the best be."

He started spittin', he said, "Somethin' somethin' hot."

Then he tried to talk about the money that he got

I said, "Shhh c'mon yo, that's all passé.

I got to break it down another way like this now.

Follow me here in this moment and time

Follow the rhyme created instigated to see the crime

You commit, when you sit in the past. Don't you know?

You construct a future based on everything that you know.

But to get to the unknown, we surely must erase

All the preconceived notions they keep throwin' up in our face

On the daily. I run over tracks like Donavan Bailey

And break every record, in less than ten seconds."

They said, "Oooooh! That's a real metaphysical.

We pull down the light cause the force is centrifugal"

He tried to act up I had to give in

Because the truth is an offense and not a sin, word life.

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PRIME OPTIMUS FREESTYLE

highly aclaimed from chi to the spot where you rest

i bring pain like 16 shots to your chest

through your versachi(??) and guess

hollow points if your rocking a vest

have your mans and them moping a mess

blood stains on the floor your brain on the wall

imagine when im serious thats juss playing with y'all

i fed up with wack kids in half ????? in this rap shit all them guys can get satamised(??) with dynamite half sticks claped quick

beat me a think not...i stick a gun in your mouth and dare you to lick shots

i rip shots consitantly

wont hesitate to battle you

throw garnades i'll pull the pin and throw 'em back at you

 

 

sorry about the spelling im retarded

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Why scream, when you can lose yourself inside the wide stream

Let life be a bowl of melting ice cream

Or be the deer that's caught in my high beams

I'm rolling with the brights on,

Scared stiff, reality is just too much to bear with

Paranoid, walking around, careless,

No wonder your in love your therapist

Go to sleep my little time bomb

 

God loves ugly

 

 

I've been listening to this song for a while

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Guest -MOE LESTER-

Lil Los

 

 

......this towns got me a complex

its got me strapping and flashing over some nonsense

so buckle up, and keep yo chest covered up, i grab my clip, stuff it up, NOW ITS TIME TO FUCK SHIT UP

times are tough but there only gonna get tougher

my barrels spitting thunder, leavin suckas smothered for colors

im cutting out the guttas with cuttas

that be cutting mother fuckas in my way, in the bay, in that game where you dont play, and its too late

you dropped in, now there aint no stoppin my choppas from choppin, when you make it to my top ten

im lost in a zone goin crazy, gun all shaky, there aint nothing that can save me from the way the streets raised me

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Originally posted by IntangibleFame

Whats a good song, flow, punchline, or diss that just made you say "damn," "oh shit," "Oh no he didnt," or just plain "fuck that shit is on point."

 

If you dont know where to find the lyrics your looking for try here

----------> http://www.ohhla.com/all.html

 

(Im really tired or i'd dig through alot of stuff shit I think is dope, but heres a few.)

 

-Nas "I gave you power"-

Always I'm in some shit, my abdomen is the clip

The barrel is my dick, uncircumcised

Pull my skin back and cock me, I bust off when they unlock me

Results of what happens to niggaz shock me

 

 

this would prolly have to be somethin i vote on and yeah i think the whole song is great too.

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for all the metal fans:

-swollen members- assault and battery

Death by invitation, torturing teens in bondage

Approaching a scene, mentally unharnessing carnage

Hell hath no fury, pathological liar

Tails, halos and horns, kings of sinful desire

The ultimate degenerate, iron chain lashing

Knife weilding, eye gouging and scalpel flashing

The cult classic, with intense scenes of gore

Imploding my load as I melt into the floor

A sexual awakaning, sadistic hypnotist

Poisinous tantrest, switch to dominatrix

Distorted form of forbid of flesh for sensation

Mind of a serial killer, locked concentration

Sweet taste of bliss, in from the Holy Grail

Now hold the hand of pleasure as we hitch hike to hell

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Back in my apalla sick of '82

Saw my friend young His sport name is eggfool

Alot of people don't like him but I don't a fuck

Cuz i stole your T.V it's in my chewy gum bunker

 

I like an Old skool(skool) I like an New skool(skool)

I like a like my name(name) Nigga Tai Mai Shu

Let me take a look I like to eat Jeh Yok

What the hell I was bout to say Bok. bok, bok

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http://www.ukhh.com/features/interviews/pitman/mc_pitman.jpg'>

 

pitman is everywhre ya get meh? / i dont think you do

why are you called big daddy?/ your a bunch of girls

you think your better than me because you get your beans from marks and spencers?/

you just do a magazine to get in the beef curtains / and get your suits from burtons!

 

what you trying today footwork for mate?/ you look like michael twatley in the riverdance, fools!

your not posh your mobile smells of chips mate, you get meh?/ what do you keep saying "what what!" for? you sound like a right wanker wanker!

can somone stick the kettle on i need some tea right now/ and while your at it send your mum round to give us a massage mate.......

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Let the trigger finger put the pressure to the mechanism

Which gives a response, for the automatic *bang*

Clip to release projectiles in single

file forcing me to ignite then travel

through the barrel, headed for the light

At the end of a tunnel, with no specific target in sight

Slow the flow like H2O water

Visualize, the scene of a homicide, a slaughter

No remorse for the course I take when you pull it

The result's a stray bullet

Niggaz who knew hit the ground runnin and stay down

Except for the kids who played on the playground

Cause for some little girl she'll never see

more than six years of life, trif-le-ing

When she fell from the seesaw

But umm wait, my course isn't over

Fled out of the other side of her head towards

a red, Range, Rover, then I ricochet

Fast past a brother's ass, oh damn, what that nigga say

"Aww fuck it", next target's Margaret's face *bang*

and I struck it

Now it's a flood of blood in circumfrence to her face

and an abundance of brains all over the street

Shame how we had to meet *bang*

Dashin, buckin, greet by fuckin family

They follow behind me in a orderly fashion

Bashin through flesh I'm wild

Crashin through the doors of projects hallways

to deflect off of the tile

I'm coming for you little girl

Once inside I shatter your world

Swirl, no more dreams no hopes when I spray

You better pray, to the Pope or the Vatican

Before I go rat-tat-a-tat again

I'm mad again brother somebody's mother will be sad again

but, whose blue skies will turn grey

from the attack, of the Mac-11, I'm a stray, bullet

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no-one knows what its like, to be the bad man, to be the sad man, behind blue eyes....no-one knows what its like, to be hated to be faded...bla bla blablabla...but my dreams arent as empty....as my concious seems to be...

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Artist: N2Deep

Album: Back to the Hotel

Song: Back to the Hotel

Typed by: JohnnyChyngaz@aol.com

 

V-Town, brother check it out, I'm bout to throw it down

Dick in hand, you shoulda had your toke down

A little city, chillin in the North Bay

Needless to say, my boyz don't play fool

Yorker sidin' you know how the song goes

In the back, sippin purple chongos

Don't look for trouble but it always seems to find us, forty

Grippin panties, sippin, and the seats are right behind us

Quick left, one blow, K.O.

Hit the road to the next episode

In the saga of a few fellas

Oh what the hell, I guess i better tell ya

It's Friday night, I got a brand new kick on

Up in the Henny, for me to get bent on

Hit the country club then picked up ML

Eighty west, back to the hotel

 

At the telly, Bones is doing butt work

Johnny Z had his hand up a miniskirt

The Latina in the corner started to flirt

And I knew that when she saw me baby doll was gonna jaw me

Set for the night so I took her to my ride

Grab my Mickey and my Buddha and I met her outside

Who-ride, brother striking through to be seen

A Lexus 400 to the triple gold Z's

Acid in my bottle, so I gotta get some more

Put the pedal to the metal back to the liquor store

Cause you know what i mean when I'm feelin kinda funky

A sick honky, straight goin donkey

Money in my sock, jimmy in the glove

Layin in the Lexus, I'm about to make good love

And burn rubber up the block

Back to the telly, I gotta get some new cock

New cock (echoes)

 

Ah naw, could it be?

I just got a page an' a broad wanna do me

Hooked it up, told her meet me at the hotel

She had a friend with her so i called TL

Soothe me up, Sally wanna meet Dick

And Monty licked, so try an' make it real quick

 

(tick-tock)

(tick-tock)

(tick-tock)

(tick...Honk Honk)

 

Aw yeah, I jumped in the F-train

But wait a minute, we gotta hit the store man

I got to get some gum and some Tic-Tac's

Two tall cans and a packet of Blackjack's

We got the goods, now we're headin for the ho down

There goes the telly, so fella won't you slow down

Park the ride in the front like a sick one

Just in case, we gotta bust a quick one

Lock the load, let's go look for like 118

But lay low cause I really don't wanna be seen

Is this the room? Aw yeah, that's the right one

I got the black broad and you got the white one

So hit the lights man, I just might man

Try an' throw this thing all night an'

Get her so sprung, that she'll drop some ale

So I can catch turn and hit another hotel

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Guest KING BLING

Lazy Afternoon - The Roots

 

Consider this a message to my mellow in the front seat

of the Jeep pumpin' beats for your rump

In the summertime I'm risin' to the shine at 12:20

Ghetto streets are sunny, niggas is gettin' money

It's mad hot, and what I got to do I'm not sure of

I call up Maura, this dip I know from Bora Bora

Was rappin' for a second about what I reckoned that I

 

was doin' at six, she was invitin' me to the flicks

That I'm with, blew a kiss Now I'm in the shower

I'm in the bath in which I simmer for half an hour

Then got drier, put on attire to inspire

Hit my dresser for numbers of women that I admire

Laid around and lounged 'til around two

Then I got up and ate, drank a brew and caught a page from the crew

sayin' "Where ya at? Later, meet us up at the Plat

Bring a sack, ayo it's Saturday, it's gonna be fat"

Now it's 3:37 and I still ain't left the rest

Electric Relaxation from A Tribe Called Quest

with the boom, tokin', smokin', coolin' out

as I parlay in my room 'cause it's a lazy afternoon

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