rap lyrics so good

"I'm a city nigga, I'm ballin in the streets"

- Salem

"I just wanna fuck bad bitches

All them nights I never had bitches

Now I'm all up in that ass bitches"

- Dr. Dre

"Spit dripping down my balls, she slobber me

That's right, suck that dick, get it hard for me"

- Ghostface Killah

"Niggaz tell me chill when I kick it

Although my shit is wicked, it's all about the blunts and how I lick it"

- Buckshot Shorty

"I might be nobody, but wait till I'm together like a symphony

Resounding sound that will continue infinitely

Angel of death, punishing all those, who live in infamy

And shine so far away from you

You'll never get a glimpse of me

Attempts to extinguish me don't even bother me none

Like retarded kids throwing ice cubes at the sun

A victory against Immortal Technique will never be done

Just degrees of losing it, every second your adding one"

Immortal Technique

Looks like it's going to be a great day today

To get some fresh air like a stray on a straightaway

Hey you, got a light? nah, a Bud Light

Early in the mornin', face crud from like a mud fight

Looky here, it's just the way the cookie tear

Prepare to get hurt and mangled like Kurt Angle rookie year

The rocket scientist, with the pocket wine list

Some even say he might need some psychiatrists

DOOM, are you pondering what I'm pondering?

Yes, but why would the darn thing be wandering?

She's like a foundling, barely worth fondling

My posse's on broadway like momma I want to sing

Mad play the bass like the race card

Villain's on the case to break shards and leave her face scarred

Groovy dude, not to prove to be rude

But this stuff is like what you might put on movie food

Hmm, what is jalapeñas

Get it like a whoopin' when you holler at your seniors

Darlin', he can overhear the hashish fiender

Who just came from over there, the grass is greener

Last wish, I wish I had two more wishes

And I wish they'd fix the door to the matrix it's mad glitches

Spit so many verses sometimes my jaw twitches

One thing this party could use is more..

Booze, put yourself in his own shoes

But stay away from all the pairs of busted Tims he don't use

He only use 'em to decorate

If you wanna peep him select a date

And bring a deep check like checkmate

I kid you not, on the dotted line sign

Ever since a minor, kids considered him some kind of Einstein

On the diamond mine grind, she was dumb fine

But not quite the type that you might want to wine and dine

Couldn't find a pen, had to think of a new trick

This one he wrote in cold blood with a toothpick

On second thought it's too thick

His assistant said: "DOOM, you sick" he said: "True" through acoustics

Psycho, his flow is drowned in Lowry's seasoning

With micropower he's sound and right reasoning

It's as easy as pi, three point one four

One more one false move and they done for

the last stage of a send up of a gut feeling doubtful touch

down to one

two forty fortran crowbars shouting in tkie cellar

but no maybe it's too much to wear yes considering the fear

inside the ride

starting to die baby i don't want to cry anymore

yet anyway we escape quicker than mechanical deaths

rejuvenated

for transparent transport subjected to interpolated states

sadly gated you weight against all sidechains fighting the

crush of silence of the right hand mantle cranium alleged

even delayed

uranium burning fabric off our backs right till we can no

longer

see plus plus the fact that no rights left meaning we're

less than apparent

at a rate of complex numbers transpiring to retire rats

racing

time stranded in a stretch predicted yet unfounded in

polynomial

calculations set to have misled the walking dead yet on

awakening

we may reflect death as a tool to give credibility

to reflectivity falling in slow motion cos we're pushed at

the last step

axis discrepancy indicates hexagons beyond control anomaly

mutilation colony reflects no triangular energy

components one and two tubular reality systems in question

multiply senseless consent of inspection prior to combustion

eternal

conduction experiments once supposed disfigured immortal

beings

wander like stoked navigators pretend multi functioning

externals

yes we brackets the menu sitting like forks point at the

blue

corpse overlord splitting opportunities broken like back

doors

ask why i don't reply while shoulders overlooked but retain

guises

suitable for generating consent fooled we're none the wiser

baud rate increased as metallic apparitions manifest through

a thousand yard stares look sideways into infinite parallel

ports

headlong into one another escaping velocity becomes a matter

of time

compression thresholds as yet another tectonic secret

unfolds

third degree burns hover one moment above a faraday cage

exploding in slow motion components rat

chill with the full songs, nukkas.

"She called me fantastic, I called her a fat bitch"

- Earl Sweatshirt

I did it like this -

I did it like that -

I did it with a whiffleball bat.

- Ad-Rock

Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind

Heel up, reel up, bring it back, come rewind

Powerful impact BOOM! from the cannon

Not braggin, try to read my mind just imagine

Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary

When diggin into my library

Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!

Eating ayea toadstool like the one Peter Tosh-a

Uh, uh uhh, alone with the track man

Uh, pardon me, uhh, as I come back

As I did it yo I heard you beg your pardon

When I travel to the Sun I roll with the squadron

RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon

Change your little drawers cause your pants are saggin

Try to step to this, I will, fits you in a turban

And had you smellin right, like some old stale urine

Checkady-choco, the chocolate chicken

The rear cock diesel, for chicks they were kickin

Yo, bustin out before the Busta bust a nut the rhyme

the rhythm is in sync (UHH!) the rhymes are on time (TIME!)

Rippin up this dance just like a radio

Observe the vibe and check out the scenario!!

- Busta Rhymes on "Scenario" by the tribe

"We rock the house like rock 'n roll

Got more soul

Than a sock with a hole "

- Madvillain "Rhinestone Cowboy"

"Watch it here he come now

I can only guess what's happ'nin'

Years ago he woulda been

The ships captain

Gettin' me bruised on a cruise

What I got to lose, lost all contact

Got me layin' on my back

Rollin' in my own leftover

When I roll over, I roll over in somebody else's

90 F--kin' days on a slave ship

Count 'em fallin' off 2, 3, 4 hun'ed at a time

Blood in the wood and it's mine

I'm chokin' on spit feelin' pain

Like my brain bein' chained

Still gotta give it what I got

But it's hot in the day, cold in the night

But I thrive to survive, I pray to god to stay alive

Attitude boils up inside

And that ain't it (think I'll every quit)

Still I pray to get my hands 'round

The neck of the man wit' the whip

3 months pass, they brand a label on my ass

To signify

Owned

I'm on the microphone

Sayin' 1555

How I'm livin'

We been livin' here

Livin' ain't the word

I been givin'

Haven't got

Classify us in the have-nots

Fightin' haves

'Cause it's all about money

When it comes to Armageddon

Mean I'm getting mine

Here I am turn it over Sam

427 to the year

Do you understand

That's why it's hard

For the black to love the land"

- Public Enemy "Can't Truss It"

"Cause MC's have used up extended warranties

While real MC's and DJ's are a minority

But right about now, I use my authority

Cause I'm like the Wizard and you look lost like Dorothy"

-Guru "You Know My Steez"

"Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know

that we riddled to middleman who didn't do diddily"

-Big Pun "Twinz (Deep Cover '98"

The infamous Big L line:

"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"

-"98 Freestyle"

Disrespect Me Indirectly I Saw his Feet and they Both Lefty He Steppin' Half Correctly! - Ghostface

Slip Like Freudian its your first and last step to play yourself like accordian! - Doom

You Bout To Catch Aids or Sumptin, I Aint Sayin' I Got It... But Nigga If I Got It You Got It! - ODB

flava Flav Is In Everything You Eat Because Everything You Eats Got Flava! - Flava Flav

I'm 58 Inches Above Sea Level. 93 Million Miles Above These Devils. Play Me In the Winta, Play Me In The Summa, Play Me in the Autumn... Any Orda! - Lady Bug

I Don't Mean To Brag I Don't Mean To Boast But I'm Intercontinental When I Eat French Toast - Beastie Boys

*The Whole Shadows of Tomorrow Track* - Madvillian

This thread is an absolute trainwreck

  On 2/16/2011 at 12:29 PM, Coalbucket PI said:

This thread is an absolute trainwreck

*swoosh*

Yo, yo yo yo, yo

It’s a shame when these mc’s fuck with us

Yo yo, yo what they call you kid?

Yeah they call me bigg jus

Yo, it’s a shame when these mc’s fuck with me

Yeah what’s your name son?

They call me el-p

I must be, entirely, too fuckin nice

El the don digital, pass off to the right

[bigg jus]

From now on I’m impeachin nautilus, substitution, mardi gras

Hot nickel is back from filing at the shark bar

Fuck the shah, bringin it to you live after dark

Ask the psychic friends, the rhymin-ass cypher with the blends

Kings of many men, ancient wisdom, sizzles in

Got a whole crew of girls bent you raped bell bottom tim

This concluding a broadcast from here to the next millenium

Off you niggaz execution style ?

[el-p]

The prime directive is to mostly play a part of utter psychosis

Not prone to play stationary man hopeless

Gene pool tumors get rocked without discretion

Fashion mc’s drop now they part of my fall collection

Dementia earth burners while earth sinks further into servitude

Hollow ufo’s is comin in

And bill collectors get clicked on

Subtle murderous murder verse form a corporation

In beef we briefly bankrupt but you suck litigation

[bigg jus]

The mixed bastard, wherever I lay my stat I oughta booby-trap it

Super duty tough word, singin some stylish caged graphics

To kids, who find a hornet’s nest just for excitement

I laughs when some mars attacks when I bust up ?

[el-p]

It’s all fantastic when I bank, grand martial arts shouldn’t faze me

I see-through pussy like the invisible woman

Teenagers turned trick pimped by pedophile labels

They started but fall from, soon to be disabled

*chorus*

I want to be paid, mc, berzerker

Fancy, tryin to eat, just livin

I want to be paid, mc, berzerker

Fancy, tryin to eat, just livin

[bigg jus]

I must be, entirely, too fuckin fresh

Jus the killer funcrusher, pass off to the left

[el-p]

And i, cut most meticulous

Descriptive clip from the hit you done shit on site as ridiculous

And under my thumb went numb hackers

When ems workers caught blood from slug catchers

Here’s the limit dusty but digital

With a far more rugged approach than red asia

Bust the sundial, wild advanced placement in effect

For me, it’s either rhyme or euthanasia

Stands brittle but b-boy shell rugged and practical

Subtle anarchy, climate is unadaptable

Vulcan, logic, brought upon his destruction

Attack him at the fulcrum and society can’t function

[bigg jus]

I’ve been underground since thirteen literally

Bombin the whole system up, beautifying the scenery

Bless the turns I step up off these new balance 580’s on

No order fool coherency clinton speak egyptian

Get cocked, not back in the jungle, ease up friction

High dose of energy fuels my fermenting splintering in three sections

Each capable of launching attack in any direction

Hook it back up and connect it

Death-defying, all up on your e-mail addressing

I defy, any and all attempts at logic

Gray matter material formulate engineering solids

? truck the vat scientific frontage off of science?

[el-p]

Every bloodline is tainted, signifying malignant raps

Who with bad intentions of boogeymen and death as a source of laughter

[bigg jus]

Yeah your precious family tree’ll end this century

No traditions to pass down, ? spend your way out of eternity?

*chorus*

If I have to live on this earth without sight

I’ll be the illest blind bastard, to ever touch a mic

To bust off with a mic, like that, the tracks is over, we came fat

End it right there, like that...

I rap like a sore thumb, what's up with you brother?

I fit right in like my cock in your mother.

What's the big fucking deal?

I'm the big fucking deal.

Yo we had a nice time

Plus a lot of white wine

Soon it was night time

300 buck bill fine

Payed the bill, signed

Ass on my mind

Sophie said I was a lucky catch of a guy

300 bucks is not too much to splash for the night.

All from Die Antwoord.

lol, pretty much all of Beat Boy, too

lift up your dress, open up your legs

your vaginas sewn up, untie the thread

my sublime rhyme inside your head

your mind is rushing, vagina gushing

another chick in the corner taking a piss

it looks nice, the whole vibe is totally kinky

look around, the new room is fancy

remove your fur coat, remove your panties

i'm rocking a suit and a black face mask

i ejaculate in champaign glass

your precious flesh is so mysterious

pierce your nipples with two long needles

like a crucifix, take you to another level

while i get my freak on, the vibe is mental

transcendental, we somewhere else now

still rocking a mask, but i've taken off my suit

you rocking a mask too, shaking your nice boobs

i tell you i like you, you feel my piel

we start french kissing with flippin long tongues

we somewhere else now, you dressed conservative

i transform into a big black god

feel the realness, my dick's lank hard

you can't belive it, a dick in your palm

as big as your arm, we somewhere else now

a hospital uh! get ready for the operation

lot of guys chilling behind you, blasts from the past

all rocking a mask, penises out

drop your panties for the surgeon

i'm not a virgin. it's not a problem

look in the mirror, you can see it's you

you got two nice boobs and a penis too

  On 2/16/2011 at 1:18 AM, Carlo1Brito said:

Like retarded kids throwing ice cubes at the sun

"Some cats float, some cats don't."

- Aesop Rock

  On 2/16/2011 at 5:07 AM, xxx said:

Notorious B.I.G. was one of the most clever rappers.

AGREED

from the Teacher himself

This is not the first time I came to the planet

But everytime I come, only a few could understand it

I came as Isis, my words they tried to ban it

I came as Moses, they couldn't follow my commandments

I came as Solomon, to a people that was lost

I came as Jesus, but they nailed me to a cross

I came as Harriet Tubman, I put the truth to Sojourner

Other times, I had to come as Nat Turner

They tried to burn me, lynch me and starve me

So I had to come back as Marcus Garvey, Bob Marley

They tried to harm me, I used to be Malcolm X

Now I'm on the planet as the one called KRS

Kickin the metaphysical, spiritual, tryin to like

get wit you, showin you, you are invincible

The Black Panther is the black answer for real

In my spiritual form, I turn into Bobby Seale

On the wheels of steel, my spirit flies away

and enters into Kwame Ture

i even be gettin more graphic than a neo-geo 32-bit computer chip be slipped between my lips and then i'll spit

-organized konfusion [pharoahe monch]

I'm the ninja in charge

I can't even fucking believe it my dick is so large, make RRROOOOOM

War wound, purple heart, love veteran

Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine

Anything just to forget the hurt, INCOMING!

Take cover hit the dirt

On the frontline, there's casualties in the mind

And the POW's get left behind

Mentally scarred for life, love is war

And some chicks are just too hard to wife

DOOM - Guinnesses

  On 2/16/2011 at 4:11 AM, Capsaicin said:

Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind

Heel up, reel up, bring it back, come rewind

Powerful impact BOOM! from the cannon

Not braggin, try to read my mind just imagine

Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary

When diggin into my library

Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!

Eating ayea toadstool like the one Peter Tosh-a

Uh, uh uhh, alone with the track man

Uh, pardon me, uhh, as I come back

As I did it yo I heard you beg your pardon

When I travel to the Sun I roll with the squadron

RRRRRROAW RRRRRRROAW like a dungeon dragon

Change your little drawers cause your pants are saggin

Try to step to this, I will, fits you in a turban

And had you smellin right, like some old stale urine

Checkady-choco, the chocolate chicken

The rear cock diesel, for chicks they were kickin

Yo, bustin out before the Busta bust a nut the rhyme

the rhythm is in sync (UHH!) the rhymes are on time (TIME!)

Rippin up this dance just like a radio

Observe the vibe and check out the scenario!!

 

- Busta Rhymes on "Scenario" by the tribe

OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!

yah yah yah yah-yah. yaah yah yah yah-yah.

+BustaRhymes+