Favorite rap lyrics

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  • Bill-Gates-is-Evil 11 Dec 2007 23:28:02 8,934 posts
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    Not an entire song, just specific lyrics. My award goes to Ludicris:

    You can catch me in ROME, mac'in some broads and STICKIN' 'em, while you'll be at HOME, pickin' your boogers and FLICKIN' em
  • ElNuevo9 11 Dec 2007 23:30:36 14,128 posts
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    Ice ice baby, vanilla ice ice baby...

    / gets coat
  • famous_roy 11 Dec 2007 23:33:21 4,126 posts
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    Sitting in my Fiat, lookin for a biatch.
  • Carlo 11 Dec 2007 23:34:35 20,015 posts
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    Now hey there people, won’t you lend an ear?
    ’cause I’ve a story to tell and I’m telling it here
    I was born in a town in the great UK
    From a baby to a boy to a man today
  • Restart 11 Dec 2007 23:37:01 5,059 posts
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    Now, this is a story all about how
    My life got flipped-turned upside down
    And I liked to take a minute
    Just sit right there
    I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

    In west Philadelphia born and raised
    On the playground was where I spent most of my days
    Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
    And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
    When a couple of guys
    Who were up to no good
    Startin makin trouble in my neighborhood
    I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
    She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in bel Air'

    I begged and pleaded with her day after day
    But she packed my suite case and send me on my way
    She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
    I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.

    First class, yo this is bad
    Drinking orang juice out of a champagne glass.
    Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?
    Hmmmmm this might be alright.

    But wait I hear the pricey booze, wine all that
    Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?
    I don't think sow
    I'll see when I get there
    I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

    Well, the plane landed and when I came out
    There was a dude who looked like a cop and yelled my name out
    I ain't trying to get arrested
    I just got here
    I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared

    I whistled for a cab and when it came near
    The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
    If anything I can say this cab is rare
    But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

    I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
    And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
    I looked at my kingdom
    I was finally there
    To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
  • mull 11 Dec 2007 23:37:58 463 posts
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    "All over the world hearts pound with the rhythm
    Fear not of men because men must die
    Mind over matter and soul before flesh
    Angels for the pain keep a record in time
    which is passin and runnin like a caravan freighter
    The world is overrun with the wealthy and the wicked
    But God is sufficient in disposin of affairs
    Gunmen and stockholders try to merit my fear
    But God is sufficient over plans they prepared
    Mos Def in the flesh, where you at, right here
    on this place called Earth, holdin down my square
    Bout to do it for y'all, and y'all at the fair
    So just bounce, come on bounce
    B-b-bounce b-bounce b-bounce-bounce..."
  • Aretak 11 Dec 2007 23:38:20 10,391 posts
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    Jag rappade för fö-fö-fö-första gången i Rissne centrum
    Långt innan rap mest kom å handla om sex och 50 cents mun
    Med våran wu-tangiga, osvängiga skolengelska
    Var man nog mest en tönt med en dröm om en mick
    Och dom gula Timberlandboots-kängorna (yo-yo)

    Not that I know what it means, but it sounds good anyway.
  • Dirtbox 11 Dec 2007 23:39:54 90,175 posts
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    Look, if you had one shot or one opportunity
    To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment
    Would you capture it or just let it slip?

    Verse 1

    Yo, his palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
    There is vomit on his sweater already
    Moms forgettin' he's nervous
    But on the surface he looks calm and ready
    To drops bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
    What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
    He opens his mouth but the words won't come out
    He's choking, how? Everybody's jokin' now
    The clock's run out, time's up, over BLOW!
    Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity
    Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad
    But he won't give up that easy, no he won't have it
    He knows his whole back's to these ropes
    It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that
    But he's broke, he's so sad that he knows
    When he goes back to this mobile home
    That's when it's back to the lab again, yo
    This whole rhapsody, better go capture this moment
    And hope it don't collapse on him

    You better lose yourself in the music
    The moment you own it you better never let it go, oh
    You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
    Cuz opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
    You better lose yourself in the music
    The moment you own it you better never let it go, oh
    You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
    Cuz opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
    You better

    Verse 2

    Soul's escapin' through this hole's that is gaping
    This world is mines for the taking
    Make me king as we move toward a new world order
    A normal life is boring
    But superstardom's close to post mortem
    It only grows harder, homie grows hotter
    He blows us all over, these hoes is all on him
    Coast to coast shows, he's known as the Globetrotter
    Lonely roads got him
    He knows he's grown farther from home, he's no father
    He goes home and barely knows his own daughter
    But hold ya nose cuz here goes the cold water
    These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold prada
    They moved on to the next shmo who flows
    Who nose dove and sold nada
    And so the so proper
    His toll, it unfolds and I suppose it's old, partner
    But the beat goes on
    Duh duh doe, duh doe, dah dah dah dah

    Verse 3

    No more games, I'ma change for due called rage
    Tear this muthafuckin' roof off like two dogs caged
    I was playin' in the beginnin', the mood all changed
    I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
    But I kept rhymin' and stepped writin' the next cipher
    Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper
    All the pain inside amplified by the
    Fact that I can't get by with my nine to five
    And I can't provide the right type of life for my family
    Cuz, man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers
    And there's no movie, there's no Mekhi Pfifer
    This is my life and these times are so hard
    And it's gettin' even harder tryin' to feed and water
    My seed plus teeter-totter
    Caught up between bein' a father and a pre-madonna
    Baby momma drama, screamin' on her
    Too much for me to wanna stay in one spot
    Another damn or not has gotten me to the point
    I'm like a snail, I've got to formulate a plot
    Or end up in jail or shot
    Success is my only muthafuckin' option, failure's not
    Momma love you but this trailer's got to go
    I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
    So here I go, it's my shot
    Feet fail me not
    Cuz maybe the only opportunity that I got

    Duh doo
    You can do anything you set your mind to, man
  • Furbs 11 Dec 2007 23:42:06 45,735 posts
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    Dont push me cos I'm close to the edge
    I'm trying not to lose my head.
  • ElNuevo9 11 Dec 2007 23:47:44 14,128 posts
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    Come here little kiddies, On my lap
    Guess who's back with a brand new rap?
    And I don't mean rap as in a new case of child molestation accusation
    No worries, papa's got a brand new bag of toys
    What else could I possibly do to make noise?
    I done touched on everything, but little boys
    That's not a stab at Michael
    That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho

    Made me chuckle.
  • hypernova 11 Dec 2007 23:52:24 1,965 posts
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    Dirtbox wrote:
    Sid Nice's burn against ~liquid~

    I nearly wet myself laughing. Sid is a god.

    great link :D
  • deem 11 Dec 2007 23:57:30 31,653 posts
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    'I'm serious as cancer, when I say Rhythm is a dancer'.
  • Deleted user 11 December 2007 23:59:31
    Got on the bus with me day saver...
  • NewYork 12 Dec 2007 00:02:58 24,807 posts
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    You better think twice,
    Before you start flossin',
    I've been in your bathroom often
  • hypernova 12 Dec 2007 00:04:23 1,965 posts
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    "Bought a speak and spell, stuck it to my chest, and wraps some fucking TIN FOIL to my head and to my vest. Walking down the street, my next door neighbours not impressed. I'm a robot and buying ten fags is my quest"
  • ElNuevo9 12 Dec 2007 00:12:28 14,128 posts
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    deem wrote:
    'I'm serious as cancer, when I say Rhythm is a dancer'.

    Jesus, how could I forget? A classic.
  • Deleted user 12 December 2007 00:35:15
    They call me the rhymenocerous
    Not because I'm fat
    Not because I've got birds on my back
    Because I'm horny, I'm horny
    When I'm on the mic
    I'm like global warming
    You can't ignore me
    In the bedroom I'm the gentleman
    All the ladies come before me
    Check your yellow pages I'm a registered rhymenaecologist
    Now I'm passing over the mic to the hiphop-potamus

    They call me the hiphop-potamus
    My lyrics are bottomless

    Bret (spoken)Is that it?

    Sometimes my rhymes are obscene
    Described as smutty, pornographic scene that's r18
    They're so filthy, I feel guilty
    I have to rinse my mouth out with Listerine
    Like when I rap about those bitches smothered in margarine
    (gun sound affects)
    (spoken)Sorry about that, that was a bit violent
    Sorry about that one, you have a go

    They call me the hiphop-potamus
    cause I got flows that glow like phosphorous
    Poppin off the top of this oesophageus
    Not because I'm a water dwelling mammal from Africa
    Called a hippopotamus I'm not a hippopotamus, I'm a hiphop-potamus
    Where did you get the preposterous hypothesis that I was a hippopotamus?
    Did Steve tell you?
    What's he got to do with it?
    Bloody Steve!!

    both guys:
    Other rappers diss me
    Say my rhymes are sissy
    What, what, what, why, why, why?

    Be more constructive with your feedback

    Because I rap about reality
    both guys:
    Like me and my grandma having a cup of tea?
    Ain't no party like my nana's tea party

    Freestyle, hiphop-potamus you do some freestyling
    I'm freestylin just on the microphone
    On the bbc, on the bbc
    I'm just freestylin on the bbc
    Um British broadcasting company
    i'm just basically making this shit up as I go along
    Basically just free
    Just basically from the top of my dome
    Sometimes it's not so good

    My rhymes are so potent that in this small segment
    I made all the lady listeners pregnant
    Yeah that's right, sometimes my lyrics are sexist
    But you lovely bitches know, should know
    I'm trying to correct this
  • Deleted user 12 December 2007 00:41:18
    Uuuuzi lover.
  • Anthony_UK 12 Dec 2007 00:55:43 2,919 posts
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    Canibus - 'One Ought Not to Think'

    Turn the radio and TV off, think for a second
    Technology is a blessing but it's also a weapon
    A weapon of mass destruction givin' global instructions Teaching us how to hate but does it in a way that we love it.
  • JayeM 12 Dec 2007 09:54:33 3,384 posts
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    One more body bag getting carried back,
    From the war zone where they carry
    Where little kids is attacking tanks 'cause
    they carry no fear of the man,
    All they know here is they land
    And a hero, gotta make a stand,
    So they roll cold with it in their hand,
    Let bang on the big bad man,
    But this particular soldier never move
    Never enrolled to blow no homes up
    Felt that life had carried him under
    Chose to phone the number
    The army gives you training,
    Nothing they say could really explain it,
    Sign them t papers, enslavement,
    Now you're a tool to carry their hatred,
    Rob, steal, strip a nation
    All he wanted was qualifications
    So he could carry his family places,
    Better than those that he was raised in
    Never really thought, he'd ever have to go
    to war,
    Now who's gonna tell his kids daddy can't
    carry them no more.
  • tombo 12 Dec 2007 09:56:24 2,124 posts
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    2 faves:

    "I check cheddar like a food inspector."

    Marc 7 from J5:
    "When another deadly medley, camera action yo we heavy
    Aim steady slash machette Mazeratti engine ready
    Good and plenty don't be petty count the fetti and we jetti
    OFF to another city where we do our nitty grity
    We wild like Serengeti, tear it down let's seek and set it
    Get ready, for the ride, verbally hand-glide
    Write and stay tight, mission's in sight
    Murderer worldwide the stage is yo' knife"
  • pjmaybe 12 Dec 2007 09:56:47 70,666 posts
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    Uzi like a metal dick in my hand
    Magazine bitch, that's a testicle gland
    She said "Can I try it?" Bitch wanna cry it?
    Shove it up her motherfuckin' arse and fry it!

    Uzi Lover. Uh huh huh huh.

  • craigy Staff 12 Dec 2007 09:57:12 9,285 posts
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    "Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis,
    When I was dead broke man, I couldn't picture this."

    Notorious BIG - Juicy
  • sam_spade 12 Dec 2007 09:57:20 15,744 posts
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    You’ve got to hold and give
    But do it at the right time
    You can be slow or fast
    But you must get to the line
    They’ll always hit you and hurt you
    Defend and attack
    Theres only one way to beat them
    Get round the back
    Catch me if you can
    Cos’ I’m the England man
    And what you’re looking at
    Is the master plan
    We ain’t no hooligans
    This ain’t a football song
    Three lions on my chest
    I know we can’t go wrong
  • Deleted user 12 December 2007 10:05:19
    I'm rapping all day
    And I'm rapping all night
    I'm rapping to the beat
    And I rap it up tight
    I rap in the morning
    And I rap til I'm done
    And everybody knows that I'm number one
    'Cause I'm rapping, I'm rapping, I'm rap rap rapping
    I'm rapping, I'm rapping, I'm rappity rapping
    I'm rapping, I'm rapping, I'm rap rap rapping
    I'm rap rap rap rap rap rap rapping

    I'm rapping all day
    And I'm rapping all night
    I'm rapping to the beat
    And I rap-
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  • pjmaybe 12 Dec 2007 10:10:51 70,666 posts
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    /forgets about Dre

  • billythekid 12 Dec 2007 10:11:39 12,196 posts
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  • pjmaybe 12 Dec 2007 10:16:27 70,666 posts
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    /is as serious as cancer

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