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  • jmood88
    Sean Payton: Retribution
    • Jul 2003
    • 34639

    #31
    Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

    If money is the key to sex that can't be right
    If that's the case I've been picking locks all my life
    -Chaundon

    Money is the root of evil I thought
    But when I’m broke is when I usually have the evilest thoughts
    That’s when the arms come out like sleeves when it’s short
    Wit more bullets than ya favorite wide receiver has caught
    -Fabolous
    Originally posted by Blzer
    Let me assure you that I am a huge proponent of size, and it greatly matters. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise.

    If I went any bigger, it would not have properly fit with my equipment, so I had to optimize. I'm okay with it, but I also know what I'm missing with those five inches. :)

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    • cjonesfan921
      UGH, next year
      • Jan 2005
      • 20081

      #32
      Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

      Originally posted by jmood88
      Money is the root of evil I thought
      But when I’m broke is when I usually have the evilest thoughts
      That’s when the arms come out like sleeves when it’s short
      Wit more bullets than ya favorite wide receiver has caught
      -Fabolous
      You can pretty much quote that entire track for this thread, one of my favorites of all time.

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      • jmood88
        Sean Payton: Retribution
        • Jul 2003
        • 34639

        #33
        Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

        Yeah pretty much but that part was the highlight for me
        Originally posted by Blzer
        Let me assure you that I am a huge proponent of size, and it greatly matters. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise.

        If I went any bigger, it would not have properly fit with my equipment, so I had to optimize. I'm okay with it, but I also know what I'm missing with those five inches. :)

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        • dossier
          Banned
          • Oct 2006
          • 2272

          #34
          Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

          T.I.'s part in Swagger like us

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          • ProfessaPackMan
            Bamma
            • Mar 2008
            • 63852

            #35
            Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

            The entire "There Is No Competition" Mixtape.
            #RespectTheCulture

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            • jmood88
              Sean Payton: Retribution
              • Jul 2003
              • 34639

              #36
              Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

              Originally posted by Malice
              My past no good, my presence still shameful
              The fact I'm in the snow should show that I'm no angel
              Originally posted by Malice
              We ain't in the same boat, throw on the life jacket
              Voted for Barack, McCain was my tax bracket though
              I Sarah Palin hoes
              Kick em out, leave the clothes
              Back to the pipeline, luckily I'm twinkle toes
              Originally posted by Chevy P
              Chevy Pendergrass, the Black Ralph Lauren
              See me in a shirt it better have that horse on it
              Don't wear Lacoste so see you later alligator
              After while, crocodile mashin past the haters
              .
              Last edited by jmood88; 02-21-2009, 01:25 AM.
              Originally posted by Blzer
              Let me assure you that I am a huge proponent of size, and it greatly matters. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise.

              If I went any bigger, it would not have properly fit with my equipment, so I had to optimize. I'm okay with it, but I also know what I'm missing with those five inches. :)

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              • Buckeyes_Doc
                In Dalton I Trust
                • Jan 2009
                • 11918

                #37
                Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

                Jadakiss- "I did real songs with BIG, no made up ****s"

                Jadakiss- "i'm In The Town Where The Young Boys Is Clappin'
                you Running Around Town With The Lieutenant And Captain
                it'd Take A Life Time To See 'kiss
                you Had To Get Shot Nine Times To Be Rich"

                Jadakiss-Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em like I got gears on me
                (Run!) Besides that, I got about 5 years on me
                (Run!) Scared to death, runnin' like I got bears on me
                (Run!) My Timb's start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me
                (Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Throughway
                My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way
                Now I'm try'nna hold my hammer up, and my pants too
                If they don't kill me, they gon' give me a number I can't do
                Rather it be the streets, then jail where I die at
                And I'm ashmatic, so I'm lookin' for somewhere to hide at
                But they too close, and I got this new toast
                'Magine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do

                Lil Wayne- "And I move like the Coupe thru traffic
                Rush hour GT Bent' roof is absent"

                Jay-Z- "i'm sendin niggas back up in campuses
                chance is slimmer than that chick in calvin klien pantses"

                Jay-Z "you draw, better be picasso, y'know the best
                cause if this is not so, ah, god bless"
                Ohio State - Reds - Bengals - Blackhawks - Bulls

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                • J_Posse
                  Greatness Personified
                  • Jun 2005
                  • 11255

                  #38
                  Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

                  This is classic sh*t right here.

                  Common - 1-9-9-9

                  [Common]
                  Check it, it's like I'm fightin for freedom, writin for freedom
                  These record company niggas I don't like when I see em
                  My ancestors, when I'm writin I see em, and talk wit em
                  Hopin in the promise land I can walk wit em
                  ****ted on, so many rappers it's like I'm in the stall wit em
                  Molest concepts, start rhythm, paid dues, bought wisdom
                  As legends fall my godmother answer heaven's call
                  Preachers' daughters get ****ed in the reverand's hall
                  MC's reckless ?I ball? why y'all wanna go and do that?
                  Must've thought I was solo, the name just ain't the U-Ac
                  No mo', still together
                  Like in the ghetto photo wit one ***** in the chair
                  Holdin liquor in despair, gang signs in the air
                  I shine in spaces where time is just a glare
                  Hold the mic like a memory
                  Niggas say I'm nice wit metaphors but these are similes
                  Street ministry, my poetry's a penitentiary, track is visitation
                  Sentences is life, I'm like chief up in this demonstration
                  Still...

                  "Still gettin mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
                  *sample cut and played in background 4X*

                  Yo yo, some get Range Rovers, some religion change-over
                  Angel on my main shoulder tellin me remain sober
                  Token *****, game's over ain't no payola in freestyle
                  In battles, I'm warring/Warren like a G-Child
                  Searchin for the child in me, this style in me
                  This release is like the piece that's now in me
                  They tried to 'sassinate me god, like Martin on the bal-cony
                  Lyrically I put a hit on em, cuz I'm the style-Nitty
                  Catch a flick at the Liquid Kitty
                  Tryin to get a chick to kick it wit me till the tilt
                  Told her my Chamber's like Wilt
                  Built wit her for a sec, let her know I had respect
                  Less than a hour she was givin me neck, yo I'm still gettin mine...


                  Talib Kweli - The Beast

                  Live New York rap, stay away from the pork crap
                  Actin' like you all that, get smacked if you talk back
                  Spiritual like Rakim on ice, like Kane with the females
                  Slick Rick and Biggie Smalls attention to detail
                  Political like PE, I'm spittin' fire like Ice Cube
                  Kweli a nice dude 'til you start ****in' with my food
                  Rap 'll set the right mood, fin' to blow like a light fuse
                  You might lose, ya chance of winnin' slimmer than a size two
                  Plus, the **** you kick so wack niggaz ready to fight you
                  **** rap, you better off wit spoken word kickin' Haiku
                  Or rhymes got teeth that'll bite you, make it clearer than white booze
                  You ain't special, there's a million rappers like you
                  Far from clumsy, but I drop lines and spill bars
                  Smoke more trees and be around more Black chicks than Bill Maher
                  Peel a card off the deck, this that real hard Hip-Hop ****
                  Niggaz feel y'all, it's real, y'all


                  The Beast is out when the police is out
                  They be pullin' out and really showin' you what peace/piece about
                  Upholdin' the law that's designed to keep my people down
                  Bourgeois niggaz walkin' around like everything is equal now
                  I'm peepin' how from the beat cop to the Interstate trooper
                  To the Feds who put a price on the side of head of Cuba, B
                  Protectin' the property value over the people life
                  To take action against a foul government is the people right
                  But not too many ready to fight
                  It's like you'd rather be at home watchin' a flick or a fight
                  Or maybe Nick-At-Nite
                  It's sick how I'm addicted to mics, become a flickerin' light
                  After I spark I'm always ready to write
                  Where I'm from, they be watchin' us, but we be watchin' them
                  And bust shots 'til the coppers bring the choppers in
                  The squad cars try to box me in
                  But I got knowledge of self and it's stronger than any cage you can lock me in


                  Nas - Last Words

                  I'ma prison cell six by nine
                  Livin hell stone wall metal bars for the gods in jail
                  My nickname the can, the slammer, the big house
                  I'm the place many fear cause there's no way out
                  I take the sun away put misery instead
                  When you wit me most folks consider you dead
                  I saw too many inmates fallin apart
                  Call for the guards to let them out at night when it's dark
                  Convicts think they alone but if they listen close
                  They can hear me groan touch the wall feel my pulse
                  All the pictures you put up is stuck to my skin
                  I hear ya prayers (even when ya whisperin)
                  I make it hotter in the summer colder in the winter
                  If the court paroal ya then another con enters
                  No remorse for your tears I seen em too often
                  When you cry I make you feel alive inside a coffin
                  Watch you when you eat play with you mind when you sleep
                  Make you dream that you free then make you wake up to me
                  Face to face with a cage no matter your age
                  I can shatter you turn you into a savage in rage
                  Change ya life that's if you get a chance to get out
                  Cause only you and I know what sufferings about
                  Yo it's stunning when bed sheets become your woman
                  And I'm the one that gotcha weapons when the beef is comming
                  Maybe one day I'll open up my arms to release you
                  You'll always be my property ***** stay legal
                  San Antonio Spurs 5 - Time ('99, '03, '05, '07, '14) NBA Champions

                  Official OS Bills Backers Club Member

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                  • pennstlbu
                    MVP
                    • Jul 2002
                    • 1122

                    #39
                    Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

                    "If the foreplay is the crack, then my d*** is the glass pipe."

                    -Kutt Calhoun
                    "You should only drink to enhance your social skills." -Barney Gumble

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                    • cjonesfan921
                      UGH, next year
                      • Jan 2005
                      • 20081

                      #40
                      Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

                      "Where’s your beat from Dre, your feature from Cube?
                      These things leave people confused
                      Cuz they know I leave speakers abused
                      I eat the EQ’s, I eat through the beepers
                      The secret, I think it’s the shoes"

                      - Crooked I

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                      • cjonesfan921
                        UGH, next year
                        • Jan 2005
                        • 20081

                        #41
                        Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

                        One more that came to mind.

                        " 100 reds on ya, if you wanna be a blood for real, ma****a" - Joe Budden (Game diss)

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                        • Maxattax3
                          MVP
                          • Aug 2008
                          • 2265

                          #42
                          Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

                          I am so happy someone posted some Big L lyrics. here are some of my favorite lines from him.

                          "a-you everywhere that I go brothers know my ****in name
                          Im floorin' n***as and I only weigh a buck-and-change...
                          I gave a lot of black eyes in my exortin days
                          ****in with me...a lot of n***as was sportin shades."

                          "a-yo I even killed handicapped and crippled bitches
                          look at my scalp real close and you'll see triple sixes."

                          "you think L is strictly gun play?
                          I run to church and pistol whip the priest every sunday."

                          "some say im ruthless, some say Im grim.
                          once a brother done broke into my house and I robbed him"

                          "Im grabbin brews takin fast swiggas
                          I get cash and stash figgaz (figures)
                          and harass them bitchass ni**as"

                          "I left emcees and they whole crew fazed.
                          yea. thats how I did it in my school daze"

                          one of my all time favs

                          "Im telling you **** is about to get drastic soon
                          Im quick to blast a goon
                          and break a motherf****r like a plastic spoon."

                          and the part that comes right before that last one
                          "I beat kids with lead pipes
                          leave trails of dead mics
                          where im from, ni**as juice get ran like red lights.
                          old folks get mugged and raided
                          crimes are drug related
                          and we live by the street rules that thugs created
                          clowns get smoked about a thousand folks
                          from sellin pounds of coke
                          front in this town and get a tech stuffed down your throat."

                          also
                          "how come...
                          you can listen to my first al-bum
                          and tell where a lot of n***as got they whole style from?"
                          Texas. Football. All. Day.

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                          • KG
                            Welcome Back
                            • Sep 2005
                            • 17583

                            #43
                            Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

                            Older

                            Nas - Verbal Intercourse

                            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 ninjaz roll in the pile
                            Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
                            Holdin weed inside they p**** with they minds on the
                            pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife
                            It's like a cycle, ninjaz come home, some'll go in
                            Do a bullet, come back, do the same **** again
                            From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
                            Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual

                            And a newer one from Phonte off Boondock Saints

                            Right back to business off a six-week tour
                            And I ain't never seen drama like this before
                            Got a lot of **** to get off my chest
                            Some wild **** to address, so I told Khrysis press record
                            I'ma put it on wax and give you the raw facts
                            And truth about life and the things I'm dealing with
                            Black folks saying that I'm too intelligent
                            And white folks saying I'm a little too n*****ish
                            It got me in a strange predicament
                            I wish black embarrassment TV was judged more wisely
                            But I don't know what's worse
                            The fact that they ain't playing our ****, or that it don't even surprise me
                            Because I shucking and cause I ain't jiving
                            Some of these crack*** won't stand beside me
                            And cause I ain't killing and don't support pimping
                            Some of these n***** wanna call me a Cosby
                            Well, I'll be that dude, I'll scratch that itch
                            I'll play that role, call me Heathcliff bitch
                            If this ain't what you want then fine
                            But somehow, someway we got to draw that line
                            And it goes without mentioning, I thought about censoring
                            This verse so my label and manager stay cool
                            But as of this recording we ain't even outsold The Listening
                            So really what the **** I got to lose?
                            Bitch it's Phontigga, lo the show ripper
                            Hoe cause my hoes would change week to week
                            But now my flows be changing from beat to beat
                            Tell my n**** Jim Bowes he gotta beat the streets
                            Cause I know that they need us - there's got to be more to this generation
                            than dranking and smoking all they weed up
                            This is my confession with the Embassy
                            You ****in imbeciles can put your Rosary Beads up, now
                            Twitter Instagram - kgx2thez

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                            • Brandwin
                              Hall Of Fame
                              • Jul 2002
                              • 30621

                              #44
                              Re: Hot Rap Lyrics Thread

                              If you a Showman put ya Stage Up
                              Cornball cats throw ya Maze Up
                              Microsoft people say Word to Page Up

                              I ain't worried about people biting Minstrel Show
                              they still teething off the Listening

                              Used to have a fetish for weed,woman & grapes
                              And i like'em all seedless

                              On some teleprompter **** I got you watching your words

                              I agree that everybody's a biter
                              But if you Xerox my style, then that's infringin on my copy, right?

                              get a little status and they think you too regal, but thats the nature of people...
                              why you think muh****as like to feed pigeons, but try to shoot eagles

                              you sheep-*** fools can shut the flock up; ba-haaaa

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