Whats the best rap lyrics you have heard?

[Tavaruawon]

Monch always did have a mouthful of gems.

[KINGSHITOFFUCKMOUNTAIN]

[Tavaruawon]

[thequeen]

and every girl wants a piece of the penis cause it filled with ppppppiisssssssssss

 

yo i dont play, i jack off in a cup and sell it on ebay

[24Carrot]

Masta ace -

[Johny_Blaze]

Masta ACE!

 

[Verse One]

At times I don't know who I be

And when I look in the mirror its like I don't know who I see

Am I even moving at all?

Cuz I swear I can't tell if my life is improving at all

Every time I got a pen in my hand

I forget every time before that one has been in my hand

And I write for the moment, get it tight how I want it

Get the right lawyer on it cuz I might wanna own it

I tussle and I fight, I hustle and I write

I struggle every night with every muscle in my mic

I'm in this rap race trying to eat the cheese

But y'all don't know my name like Alicia Keys

My face ain't familiar, neither is my music

If shit don't soon change I be the one to lose it

I drink a little liquor tryin' to heal my nerves

Cuz y'all don't listen here and feel my words

But something's wrong with y'all, ain't nuttin' wrong with me

And happy in my life is what I long to be

And happy in my life is what I'm gonna be

What you see in me is what I was born to be

From the day that my moms first birthed a child

She didn't need the world to make it worth the while

So I don't need no magazine to reach the pinnacle

Screw a review and you can eat the interview

Cuz that's what y'all seem to tend to do

Them cats you cover all seem identical

Through it all I weave like the park was here

And shine underground cuz it's darkest there

 

[Chorus]

Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song

Try and listen

Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song

Try and listen

Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song

Try and listen

Keep movin' along, keep bringin' it on, and keep singin' the song

 

[Verse Two]

Y'all industry niggaz should be feeling ashamed

Y'all like "he ain't still in the game, he's stealing the name"

Oh wait just a sec that's straight disrespect

Take shit and get and don't be late with the check

I'm on the underground trying to scrape and scrounge

And sure it feel good to take a break and lounge

All these ups and downs like a roller coaster

Life is a bitch I'm trying to hold her closer

I'm killin' every nigga in sight

The bigger the dog, the bigger the fight

If you really say you know me then you'd figured I might

Try to use my anger as a trigger to write

I put it down simple on the paper or pad

Try to take a stab at what is making me mad

I jump on the track and I ride it through

And do it for the people that are tried and true

But y'all so fickle y'all love me today

And tomorrow love another cat and shove me away

But most ain't committed to do it how I did it

In the way that I did it, in the way that I spit it

It's like my burst of truth and it might hurt the booth

But first the proof, it gave birth to youth

Rap's like trying to take a piss in the wind

I'm just glad to know that some of y'all are listenin' in

 

Masta ace revaltions long hot summer

[SystemFailure]

Anything said by Gucci&Cam

[Tuff Tone]

America welcome to the land of the brave

America welcome to the land of the slave

Where they do anything for money the consequences is the cage

Follow the path of a dummy hop a fence into they grave

You could either live to regret or benefit from your ways

The enemies get what they deserve the innocents get the strays

Everything ain't all gravy baby niggas subject to change

And it gotta be the paper cause niggas is actin strange

I wake up to my medicine head throbbin heart full of rage

urine dirty from haze as strong as thirty grenades

When it comes to ammunition theres 30 30s and kays

And them trays hold me down like that du rag thats on ya waves bro

America welcome to the land where they kill

America welcome to the land where they steal

Where niggas'll call ya bluff 'till you let 'em know shit is real

And material shit'll make bitches head over heels

Where drama appeals to most of the kids so they watch

Where they shoot at cops and most little niggas don't know they pops

Where peer pressure comes on you smoke weed get bent to be cool

Where the girls lose they virginity in elementary school

Where ambulances are late club floors get left with stains

Over stepped on sneakers nigga what set you claim

Where niggas are ghetto fabulous pullin them nice whips

Where cops'll fuck you up with flashlights and night sticks whoa

America welcome to the land where they frame you

America welcome to the land where they hang you

Where it doesn't pay to live without sin don't be a angel

In a regular day just chillin a bullet can reaarange you

Where cats'll stab you the first time they get the chance too

The envious ways of a coward won't do nothing but amp you

I'm from south side jamaica where convicts and stars are born

Where you can wake up in the morning and ya brand new cars gone

Where niggas that you grew up with are speedin and smokin crack

Play russian roulette with they dreams and theres no way to get 'em back

Where the hood rats'll surround you to concentrate on ya stack

Its kinda hard to keep ya cool when theres constant heat on ya back

[.hopeless.]

Look at the conditions I was livin in, I didn't have a clear vision then

I needed ends cause there was no residence for me to sleep in

Nigga the streets raised me, man they played me sometime

But a real nigga regroup relax and take this back on his grind

I was gifted with a sick grip game, and it stick to the spoon

Plus I'm gifted at spittin make my vocals click to a tune

Bitch I'm schizophrenic, I probably won't stick to this mood

Hope I don't lose it 'fore I have to bring this brick to this dude

I heard some niggaz got somethin to say 'bout me back in the hood

Can't be Mo City, cause everyday I'll be back in the hood

And we can scrap or we can take it to the straps in the hood

You get your stuff or be murdered and won't be back in the hood

Same way I stack the republic I'm just like that in the hood

Bring to you a hat in public or a hat in the hood

Niggaz say Rap-A-Lot ain't payin me like I ain't got nuttin

If six figures is bein bent over, I'm lovin the fuckin

 

Yeah, listen to these two words

We all done experienced them, at one time or another

Could be your mama, your best friend or your brother yeah

[K-Rino:]

Pain, is when the family ain't ate in a day or two

And you the man of the house, and everybody's depending on you

Visualize your best partna, taking a hit on that glass

And start stealing from you, so you end up beating his ass

Betrayal is when you give your girl, the sun and the moon

Then you catch her getting knocked down, in your own bedroom

Picture this, your sister's prostituting handling her bis'

And you can't even tell your daddy, cause you don't know who he is

Lil' mama you bout to have a baby, ready to name it

Then the dude who help you make it, leave and don't even claim it

You and your homie catch a case, for getting caught with a cake

Then in court, they show this fool talking to FED's on tape

You got a close friend you down with him, for life that's a fact

But everytime you turn around, he got his knife in your back

You taking care of your seed, you ain't never been selfish

Then you find out that your only child, is somebody else's

[Hook: x2]

Pain and betrayal, pain and betrayal

Scarred for life by pain, somebody else gave you

Constant fight to remove, the stain if you able

Call on the most high, from your brain it'll save you

[K-Rino:]

Pain, is when your homie dies and no longer with ya

And you feel the sting, everytime you look at his picture

A cat beg you to give him game, and finally convince ya

And then he take the nine that you gave him, and use it against ya

Pain, is when we start with only dreams that guide us

Then we finally do come up, and let the money divide us

Betrayal is when you find out, helping folks can be dangerous

And sometimes your family members, do you worse than strangers

You going to church faithfully, chasing your calling

But the congregation is roaching, while the preacher is balling

Betrayal leads your perception, amongst people that start it

Pain is when your child can't have something, cause you can't afford it

When you leave your kids but come back, much wiser and smarter

And find out they see another man, as being they father

They say forgive, cause a hard heart's pathetic and sad

I done charged so much to the game, my credit is bad

[Hook x2]

[K-Rino:]

Pain, is when your daughter or your son is molested

And guilt covers you, cause wasn't there to contest it

When somebody else did the crime, but you got arrested

And did ten years in the Pen, before they finally confessed it

Betrayal, people in your presence smiling and grinning

Then talk down on you to other folks, to keep you from winning

Is when a fool gets some cash, and make it out of the slums

Move away and turn his back, on the hood that he from

Pain, is when your husband was unfaithful and ran

And through all of that to make it worse, he slept with a man

When your wife or your lil' mama, was being untrue

Then she tell you, she'd rather be with another woman than you

Betrayal, when they told you bout a pie in the sky

And you discovered, that everything that you was taught was a lie

Knowing a person got potential, but they won't even try

Watching the evil people prosper, and the righteous die

[Hook x2]

[a kid growin up]

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

Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in

Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function

Heads by the score take flight incite a war

Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more

Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly

Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi

Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock

Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block

[Johny_Blaze]

[intro: Inspectah Deck (sample)]

(Everybody on the grind, son) 8 million stories in the naked city

(Everybody trying to eat) (It's always gonna be a struggle, in this hustle)

This is just one (Trying to bubble, trying to live this) Realize..

 

[inspectah Deck]

We dance with the wolves, wrestle with the pitbulls

For fistfuls of dollars and cents, we empty pistols

Plotting out elaborate scams to get our hands on some

Lofts of land or maybe, thoughts of plans and they be

Forcing my hand to make me, off this man

I never claimed killer, I came iller stayed realer

Our chance grows, traveled the globe, fans applauded

But my heart still roaming the streets, they still calling

Boat names with cocaine dreams screaming "I own the game!"

I'm so stained Novacaine doesn't slow the pain

Lost so many I don't fear death, no tears left

Numbers of my years left, blessed to be here left

When they said "At fifteen he'll be already dead"

I'm here heavy head steady sipping Remmy Red

Wild fellow trying to keep my mind settled

Child of the ghetto, survived where nines echo

 

[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]

I'm just a city guy living fly getting high

Live it till I die getting by, whipping by

Stand solidified big times to different sides

Here's your ticket right, follow if you feel my vibe... (My vibe)

 

[inspectah Deck]

Yo, we caked up, ten in the lab, weapons to blast

One with the city, fight for sections of land

Can't sleep till the check's in my hand

It's still a hustle, bare knuckle grind knee deep inside the struggle

I don't give a fuck about much but my beloved and such

'Cause nobody to trust but us

It's New York life, walk like what you talk like

Or you might get tossed right off the ninth floor

Every day is war, rhoaming through the wasteland

Focused, trying to make grands

Hammers poaking out the waistband

In this cash race, they can't stand the pace

I plan to make millions and marinate

Across town my Fam is straight

Cash rules, so naturally it had me

The temptress teasing me, I lust badly

She said "You want professional and records sold? Let it go"

And I replied "This is the only life I'll ever know..."

 

[Hook: Inspectah Deck]

(It's the only life I'll ever know... You know?)

I trust, in no one but us

Trust, in no one but us

Trust, in no one but us

 

[inspectah Deck]

Yeah, years later, hey I made it, no explaining how

Walking forward through the fire while it rain down

We claim Sex & Slang and aim weapons

But still trying to live the +Good Times+ like James Evans

And, we'll stick you for your shine

(Hustle) Nickel for a dime

(Trouble) This you're gonna find

(Muscle) If you wanna grind

(Struggle) Digits on the mind

(Couple) Figures for the crime

(Scuffle) Fists or with the nine

(Bubble) Living on the line (The line, the line...)

[skeedupfromthefeetup]

a mafia-we back pt 2

 

when its war season, my 44 speakin

i'm the war deacon leavin niggas on the floor leakin

[Organic Therapy]

"Gucci!"

 

And that's pretty much it.

[publicenemyno.3]

why i spend donkey kong knots in the mall like fuck it.

[KnowTheEdge]

And if you think I can't fuck with whoever, put your money up

Put your jewels up, no fuck it put your honey up

Put your raggedy house up nigga, or shut your mouth up

before I buck lead, and make a lot of blood shed

Turn your tux red, I'm far from broke, got enough bread

And mad hoes, ask Beavis I get nuttin Butt-head

{*laughter*}

[vex]

ya better pray when i put that 9 up in that pussy ho',cock it back slow, rock it back n forth n wait 4 the nut then let my trigga go BOOM pussy juice all over the room

[GodsBlackFriend]

Far, far away there's a planet, inside the planet

There is a great mountain, in the mountain there is a lake

And in this great lake there's an island that no one knew

And there in the giant island was an old castle and ruins

Deep in the castle, in the courtyard is a well

Shaped like a capital L, I shouldn't tell

Ghostly echoes of the screams of the child who once fell

To break her neck and soak up the gongs of the church bell

Deep in the bottom of the well, water that rots

Is a little black pyramid far down in the slot

And inside that little black pyramid on that planet

I laugh in the dark for that pyramid holds my heart

[publicenemyno.3]

hoe im major that shit nothin

young nigga old money benjamin buttons

[ink face]

"i rip shit with pimp shit,

i'm slanging it from the south

talk bad about the A town

i'll bust you in yo fuckin mouth." -outkast/ southernplayalisticcadillacfunkymuzik

[FILTER.BFG]

http://lyrics.filestube.com/song/2a935d1d1c9d4d1e03e9,Next-Level.html

[d a m a g e]

Tearz

 

Method Man

 

Are both high up on my list

[sausage party]

[Big Teetas]

rip the jacker is a raw ass cd.

 

Poet Laureate II

 

 

[sampled Intro: same outro from Poet Laureate]

Uhh I dont understand how a writer could ever get writer's block, so called

My problem is having too much.. and being unable to get it down...

 

[Canibus]

Yo, why is the ripper so ill?

That would be a unpardonable breach of confidence for me to reveal!

He said one day all eyes would be on me

when they look up in the sky and see the neon 'C'

Rhymes inscribed on a nickel disk encased

in a glass with an ion beam for longevity

For more then 10 centuries, impressions and memories

the first time-machine inventor will mention me

Canibus was a visionary indeed

he believed light could travel in multiples of c

The organic supercomputer that solved the mysteries

of Klein-Kaluza with 2 blue metric rulers

Liked Cool J, but thought Stephen Jay Gould was cooler

and he never liked to propagate rumors

Smoked Canary Island cigars

liked American luxury cars and beautiful Asian broads

He had a strong mind, he used to philosophize

about rhymes while he was pruning his Bonsai

He claimed that he had written the greatest rhyme of all time

but he would never take it out his archives

He wrote 2 songs per day

and was constantly experimenting with his wordplay

In his youth he did a report on the Sloan Digital Sky survey

he got an F but he deserved an A

I followed his career from the first day

it seemed the lack of support contributed to his inert ways

I seen him put in 24 hour workdays

with deferred pay, undeterred by the word "shame"

Public humiliation was the worst pain

he was spinnin out of control like a class 5 hurricane

He said he wouldn't want another emcee to suffer the same

especially when there's nothing to gain

He was the illest alive but nobody would face it

he spit till his tongue was too torched to taste, it

properly funded corporations carbon-dated his latest creations

to extract the information

They found it utterly amazing

they claimed the body of his work was the same thing as a priceless painting

Never mattered to him, the art galleries hated him

cause Thomas Kinkade called, said he would take 10

Complete enigmas wrapped in puzzles encrypted in language

with sound but without shape or signature

Kept files in his garage, on MS-DOS

in a fire-proof pod, we thought it was odd

Outside there was a shed with an Oppenheimer lock

he apparently kept more wax then Madame Tussaud's

We were in total awe, cause it blew our minds

so many rhymes that were intricately designed

He WAS Poet Laureate of his time

and if you don't mind, I'd like to share some of his rhymes

 

[*beat switches*]

 

Alone in my room, looking through the 32X telescope zoom

adjusting the focus of the moon

One should not assume the philosophy of David Hume

is nothing more then a subjective conclusion

What is the maximum field rate application?

the run away glaciation surrounding the ocean basin

affects the population fluctuation

on a continuous basis but that's just the basics

The juxtaposition of Canibus' position

the precision something no other has written

Way above and beyond what was intended

the unparalleled malleable enunciation of a sentence

You didn't go to college obviously

I can tell by your ungodly unintelligible terminology

A remarkable odyssey, the rhymes of modern speeds

when the brain orders the body not to breathe

Your competency is not up to speed, you not in my league

you couldn't possibly be hotter than me

Or oppositely you're minus 25 degrees, you'd squeeze

but the condensation makes rifle barrels freeze

Allow me to speak figuratively, nigga please

my intellectual properties are about the size of Greece

Your counselor advised you not to speak

my counselor advised me to keep rhymin until they stopped the beat

In the words of Joseph Heller, "I learned how to write better"

even though it sort of irked me

He said he didn't understand the process of the imagination

but he felt he was at its mercy

Which exploits my point perfectly and certainly reinforces

the reason why nobody's probably ever heard of me

Couldn't understand what I mean by ill

unless you try to translate what I print to film

This is the line of will, the circle of time

the cycle of eternity, the emergence of 1 mind

Academic phonetics render critics tongue-tied

Ive personified dry humor of cum-laude alumni

A wise man sees failure as progress

a fool divorces his knowledge and misses the logic

And loses his soul in the process

obsessed with nonsense with a caricature that has no content

My style is masterful, multi-lateral

I could battle a fool and be naturally cruel

Words of scourn are a disastrous tool

from an existentialist view, I'm a better rapper then you

Grab the mic and rip your physical fabric in 2

my attitude is fucked up but admirable

Different methods interpreted into different forms

from entirely different perceptions and seen from different norms

Not just spittin a poem there's much more involved

there's much more pieces of the puzzle for you to solve

48 orders of mechanical laws

and rays of creational cause, enhance the cadence of my bars

Maybe I am self-absorbed

but that's the effect, to find the cause you should ask my A&R

Today is what it is, but only because yesterday was what it was

permitting you heard of Beelzebub

A tale of demons and drugs, pissy drunk in the club

with the DJ doing the needle rub

Chances are you'll never see me son

yeah I know my names Canibus but I cant help you if you need a dub

 

[*beat switches*]

 

I came to holla at some big booty bitches

and listen to the speakers thump, where you get conceited from?

I'm so nice on the mic, they wanna beat me up

its deep as fuck, I ain't seen it all but I've seen enough

Really unbelievable stuff

there's a lot of times where I wanna speak but I'm stuck

I should leave this rap shit alone

and kick my incredible rhymes in the privacy of my own home

My imagination is my own

the liberty to speak freely, lyrically on the microphone

Wit a pen in my hand, I bring motion to the enneagram

and become "Cani-millenium man"

Engrave my back with the emperor's stamp

been spittin scientific rap since the 17th century began

Tryna' escape the wicked empire of Def Jam

and the land where lyrics are bland and heretics hang

Every warrior has an axe to bury

but he has to learn to discern between enemy and adversary

I said to myself, "Germaine this is insane

its suicide its controlled flight into terrain"

I fought to regain, control of the plain, but went up in a ball of flames

and got banned from the hip hop hall of fame

For 2 bars I kept hearin in my head

over and over again, it cost me everything

 

[*beat changes back to the original beat*]

 

I'm convinced now that more then truth is at stake

Where people create language that pretends to communicate

Euphemisms are misunderstood as mistakes

but its a bi-product of the ghetto music we make

From an extroverted point of view I think its too late

Hip Hop has never been the same since '88

Since it became a lucrative profession there's a misconception

that a movement in any direction is progression

Even though of the potency of it lessens

big money industries writing checks to suppress the question

And nobody gives a fuck no more, no one goes to the book store

ever since the confluence of Moore's Law

But I stay in the lab, like Niels Bohr

and his son Aage, Edward Lorenz and Leo Szilard

Lyrically I took rap music and turned the knob

to the right full throttle and added panache

Why would I argue with my own conscience over the truth?

that's like me telling myself don't tell me what to do

Dialysis and analysis of battle emcees

sometimes I say things I myself can't believe

My lyrical is so skillfully elliptical

I can understand how it makes you miserable

You wonder why I never let you play your beats for me

or why I keep my studio enshrouded in secrecy

You wonder what's my infatuation with Alicia Keys

"Canibus why don't you speak to me?"

Yo, I meant it when I said no one can shine on a song that features me

that's why I said it so vehemently

You need to place the hate with respect

I'm probably the best yet, Poet Laureate!!!

 

[sampled outro]

Generally I take.. I go with the given..

ya know with what comes to me .. over the celestial wireless ..

whenever it comes, you're lucky when you get it..

 

 

 

got it off a sitte lyrics could be slightly wrong

[Silba]

Benefit-Behold

 

Well my style is free and it can't be held in any cage or prison

While you resurrect my rhymes and practice blatant plagiarism

Livin' in the age of wisdom but surrounded by the dead

A Beneficial sage's wisdom set to pound it in your head

Sound will spread, eardrums bleed 'round this red drownin' executive

So Sick Records is found, crowned instead,

Dirty openly, with a low blow below the ovary,

Thought to be extinct I practice ancient Crypto Poetry

Rips so noblely the elderly call me gentleman

Takin' over sound wars with an instrumental plan

Subtle stand but dominant, humble man yet prominent

Cause earthquakes by nodding heads on all seven continents

Rotten like warm fruit that spoils in the South

When I spit so hot the saliva boils in my mouth

Flow words above your head to make you stretch and catch

In '86 I wrote graffiti daily with an Etch-A-Sketch

Dialectically raw, go ask the nurses what they saw

Doctors died when I opened up my mouth to say AH

Throw hip-hop on time with culture, style and mic

Wear black shades because I rhyme in ultra-violet light

Silent night, wicked like womens lace wearin' sinful

Blow speakers leavin' remnants of bass, snare and symbol

If you bite this make sure you chew at least a thousand times

'Cause it's difficult to swallow even my weakest rhymes

 

[CHORUS]

 

I lace my drum loop with the nasty old 'c' chord

I murder swiss beats with a Casio keyboard.

These soiled Emcee's got my soul-flushin', they're gold-rushin',

While I bring it back to old cold-crushin'

Boring clean beats offerin' no thrill

You can call my sound "soil" cause it's just so ill

My mouth is dangerous and this is something I fear

Killed six girlfriends whispering sweet nothings in ears

I was born to be profound and I'm not new to this

I used to rhyme my ultra-sound out my Mom's uterus

Lyrical Crucifix, Hip-hop why have you foresaken me?

Easter flow rise like yeast and dough in a bakery

No matter the condition, spittin' Benny'll glissin'

and like Mister Rogers I'm nice to any who listen

In a mean way I never said by the lips of the kind

Rhymes written in brail burn the fingertips of the blind

Words pierce any armor so that's a useless vest

Grocery store skill cause' what I produce is fresh

Highly selected with beats like when a Pope is chosen

Science baffled by spontanious dope explosion

Death at an early age is all the lost deserve

Emcee's are like fast food ice-cream, soft serve

As far as sales, it's something I don't bring up

'Cause I'm outsold by dirty fat women backin' that thing up

 

P.s That Soil line is dope as fuck, So-Ill. haha

[jbrshmonster]

Can't find the actual but something like

 

DOOM

 

"rappers run from their current location like downloads"

[beardo]

"I'm sorry I'm so sparkle'n"

[IOU]

"What?"

[FILTER.BFG]

"ok!"

[LEVEL 75 PALADIN]

"Yeah!"

[Big Teetas]

"and you don't stop!"