Favourite Rap Lines

'leave your body inside a trash can, with more holes than an afghan' - eminem

'i smash mics like corn bread, you cant kill me i was born dead' - big l

'when it comes to sex some say im similar to the thriller in manilla, ladies call me biggy the condom filler' - biggy smalls

'finger tips on ya hips as we dip gotta get a tight grip, dont slip loose lips aint shit its a trip, i love they way she lick her lips see me duckin put a little twist in her hips cos im watchin' - tupac

'now i love pnssy and pnssy loves me, like a lemon to the lime or a bumble to the bee, you know its real good a nigga cant resist it, couldnt be fruit loop so dont get me twisted (pause) COS in some pussy is the place to be, always fnckin is the life for me! spread them legs open far and wide...fuck this shit just let me put my d!ck inside!' - eazy e

'Which mother fncker stole my flow? eeneie, meenie minie mo' - busta rhymes
 
'Bitches in the back lookin righteous, in a tight dress, I think I might just....give her a little biggie one on one....'

'I never sleep coz sleep is the cousin of death'
 
bluejase said:
'Bitches in the back lookin righteous, in a tight dress, I think I might just....give her a little biggie one on one....'
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nobody comes close to biggy, lyrics wise (maybe big l at a stretch) haha.
 
DANNY O'B said:
bluejase said:
'Bitches in the back lookin righteous, in a tight dress, I think I might just....give her a little biggie one on one....'
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nobody comes close to biggy, lyrics wise (maybe big l at a stretch) haha.
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I been in this game for years, it made me a animal
It's rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule nombre uno: never let no one know
how much, dough you hold, cause you know
The cheddar breed jealousy 'specially
if that man fucked up, get your ass stuck up

Number two: never let em know your next move
Don't you know Bad Boys move in silence or violence
Take it from your highness (uh-huh)
I done squeezed mad clips at these cats for they bricks and chips

Number three: never trust no-bo-dy
Your moms'll set that ass up, properly gassed up
Hoodie to mask up, shit, for that fast buck
she be layin in the bushes to light that ass up

Number four: know you heard this before
Never get high, on your own supply

Number five: never sell no crack where you rest at
I don't care if they want a ounce, tell em bounce

Number six: that god damn credit, dead it
You think a crackhead payin you back, shit forget it


Seven: this rule is so underrated
Keep your family and business completely seperated
Money and blood don't mix like two dicks and no woman
Find yourself in serious shit

Number eight: never keep no weight on you
Them cats that squeeze your guns can hold jobs too

Number nine shoulda been number one to me
If you ain't gettin bags stay the fuck from police (uh-huh)
If niggaz think you snitchin ain't tryin listen
They be sittin in your kitchen, waitin to start hittin

Number ten: a strong word called consignment
Strictly for live men, not for freshmen
If you ain't got the clientele say hell no
Cause they gon want they money rain sleet hail snow
Follow these rules you'll have mad bread to break up
If not, twenty-four years, on the wake up
Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake up
Caretaker did your makeup, when you pass
Your girl fucked my man Jake up, heard in three weeks
she sniffed a whole half of cake up
Heard she suck a good dick, and can hook a steak up
Gotta go gotta go, more pies to bake up, word up, uhh

Crack king, Frank Blizzard
Uhh

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Straight outta highschool he didn't know what to do
Wanted to go to college but no money was nothin' new
Wanted to get away go see the world and do somethin' new
He got approached in the mall by the army recruit
Told him "If you wanna go to school we got money too,
Sign up at eighteen you'll be out when you twenty-two"
He joined the army airborne, got his uniform,
went to bootcamp got some discipline
Iraq is where they shipping him
He's in the mission where bullets flyin' and missin him
Wishin' he was a kid again with his family in Michigan
In the midst of fightin' militiamen, one round took down six of them
He ain't really a killer though, takin' a lotta risks
This is what a poor person do for a scholarship
He turned around and got a face full of hollow-tips
But don't be mad, he died for the flag - Rhymefest

and from the same album

I use the stats to stunt I don't need to front
Make Black History in a day, I don't need a month - Kanye

and a very recent one

OMG it's the C from The C.R.S
LOLing at you haters tell your BFF's - Lupe
 
Bumping this thread after hearing Asher Roth's verse on 'We Beamin'

'My aura takes the form of the aurora borealis
Or a floral pattern, more or less a forest to your salad
The neural path I’ve traveled has immediate reaction
Can’t you see that I am beaming? I’ll be leaving in a second
Sipping magic from a chalice, detached from the distractions
At last, I can relax, looking past all of the action
A fraction or a fragment of me actually is present
The rest of me is heavenly, the seventh house’s zenith
Yes, the fence intimidates, it’s meant to keep you out (But)
Let your senses resonate and leap it in a bound (‘Cause)
Freedom isn’t found inside a visa or a crown
And even the voice of reason couldn’t speak it out loud (But)
Mortals are immortal when their soul has been imported
To a source that is more sovereign, important to the whole (Whole)
This is the warmest moment of a poet turned heroic
As he slowly comes to focus, go ahead and watch me glow

and this from Blu:

I got a call from my girl last week
She telling me about that time of the month, and how it may not come
Dropped the phone right before she said i might have a son
And i started asking God how come?
I got dreams i aint reach yet, ends that aint meet yet
And when it comes to being a man, shit im barely getting my feet wet
Trying to hit reset, knee deep in debt
Trying to figure how you feed a mouth that aint got teeth yet
How the hell am i gonna show a child to be man
When im twenty two without a clue on how to take a stand
Against the system when its just us
Wanna show him justice, but last year i was just in cuffs
The fuck am i supposed to do when he's telling me dad i need some food
Im looking down at my stomach and mines is rumbling too
What could i tell him when he's twenty two
And he's asking me what the fuck was i thinking when mommy's tummy grew
Was i scared? was i getting prepared?
Or did i even think of leaving him without a father's care?
Should i tell him that its hell here and life aint fair?
Or should i try to make a change when he's pulling on my leg
And he keeps on telling me to....

(show me the good life)

Wont somebody show me, its a few things my popa never told me
Maybe cuz his stone is still rolling, no moss yet
Its a few things my momma never told me to mold me
But her soul is so golden the way she floss it
And i aint mad at they secrets though
Its a hard sell to tell a young child bout ya' deepest low
But i done seen through they weakness so
I understand a little bit on how defeats can slow
You so far down that your meekness grow
And everyday it get colder when the breezes blow
Grandmomma sat me down said you need to know
Boy you a little light in this world, let your heat just glow
Have patience, some things take time
It aint no limit to the goals you hold in ya' mind
Let the soul in you climb to you reach the gates of heaven
Like your chariot its carrying children who've gone blind
And you gone get them they sight back, when all they see is night black
Believe in every thing that you doing and just like that
Things'll happen for you, keep shinning them rays
Its bright enough to spread grace over a million graves
Of a million slaves, to bring honor to the elders
Who held us away from danger, when the danger would've killed us
They never failed us, let they souls have peace
And follow in they footsteps, you brothers to keep in this good life
 
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