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Have some Australian historical fun.
Backup singer chicks!
I don't give a fuck if you dont' like my shit...causeee
I was high when i wrote this so suck...my dick!
cuz i'm supa fly when i'm supa high!
Nas & Damien Marley - Strong will continue
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
New York to Calli
for the money power respect
It's a journey
Some will get left behind
'cause in life
You can not press rewind
Get it right
You only have one first chance
To make one first impression that lasts a lifetime
Reputation supersede itself
Do you believe in hell?
Babylon greed for wealth
Do you deceive yourself and let your ego swell?
And disregard those who most need your help!
Think skin
The dark won't take my soul
Survive spiritual wars
see my welts
And the evil's felt but the faith is stronger
I saw grown men fall when I was a youngster
But I clenched my fists
ready to go against whoever
Tied my Tims and rise in the end
One of my favorite albums of all time (Distant relatives)
Nate Dogg
When I met you last night baby
Before you opened up your gap
I had respect for you lady
But now I take it all back
Cuz you gave me all your pussy
And you even licked my balls
Leave your number on the cabinet
And I promise baby, I�ll give you a call
Next time I�m feelin kinda horny
You can come on over, and I�ll break you off
And if you cant fuck that day baby
Just lay back and open your mouth...
yo....
V.I.P. Vanilla Ice (yep yep), I'm coming hard like a rhino.....
Hip hop at its best, yo!
Vanilla Ice- Play that Funky Music
Stomp on the soul
Of the misguided angel
I reach up touch the sun
And the rainfall
But there's no rainbow
People are painful
Evil and angry, abused and afraid
We all get confused
By the moves that we made
So I mend broken heart
Make art and pray
From the start of the day
To the end of the evening
Make life count
Thank God that I'm breathing
- Madchild (Swollen Members - Grind)
I'm on a boat
Well ah the plain landed and when I came out
There was a dude that looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I aint trying to get arrested yet I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning dissapeared
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 was rare
But I thought naw forget it yo homes to Bel-Air
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
My lyrics are bottomless
Roi Heenok:
Mon medallion touche a mon PENIS
pretty much all of this is hilarious and awesome
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| Originally posted by meriter pretty much all of this is hilarious and awesome |
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| Originally posted by netroM They call me the Hiphopopotamus My lyrics are bottomless |
a mass of tears have transformed to stones now
sharpened on suffering and woven into slings
hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
taking today what tomorrow never brings
"i'm like nevada in the summer
i'm resting in the lead i need a pillow and a cover
my foots sleeping on the gas
no brake pads no such thing as last" - wayne (forever)
"My street mentality flip bricks forever, know me and money
we like armed co-defendants, nigga we stick together
Shit whatever for this cheddar ran my game into the ground
Hustle harder to see if indictment time came around
Now you can look up and down the streets and I can't be found
Put in twenty-four hour shifts but, that ain't me now
Got a face too easy to trace, niggaz mouths got slow leaks
Had to hide between my workers, couldn't play those streets" - jayz (streets is watching)
"Now come on everybody, let's make cocaine cool
We need a few more half naked women up in the pool
And hold this MAC-10 that's all covered in jewels
And can you please put your titties closer to the 22s?" - cudi (daydreamin')
"It's only natural, actual facts are thrown at you
The impact'll blow trees back and crack statues
Million dollar rap crews fold, check the sick shit
explicit, I crystalize the rhyme so you can sniff it
We live this, fitted hats low conceal the Crooked I
No surprise, verbal stick up -- put em high
Rebel I, outlaw, split second on the draw
Blow the door off this shit, like bricks of C-4" - inspektah (itz yourz)
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| Originally posted by Mr.Mystery What are you, Mattinsanity? |
The song is no so hot over all, but due only to delivery this is my current fav:
Big Boi]
I walk it out like that last shot of 'gnac at the club
Cause the package sto' was closed and I'm attached to my buzz
Been slammin Cadillac do's, you know woody-wood cuz
Stay jammin everything platinum check the status cuz cuz
Boy I side! Brimmin with diamonds but that don't mean shit
Designin fly rhyme patterns since I was seventeen kid
On "Southernplayalistic" intro listen close to Peaches
She said nothin but king shit all day, and they be bi-tches
It's like I'm at the dentist cause everybody got crowns
I'll change to ace of spades, cutthroats, and won't bow down
Not a king queen or jack fade this, come clean son
Swing from my 'sac like my babies
Actin like you crazy, Daddy Fat' don't like that misbehavin
A-Town's up and deuces down, and somethin else that be created
Tell Oomp, get the doomp, clear the booth it's now official
Droppin bombs like a North Korean nuclear missile
I'll walk it out, yeah
I don't give a fuck about motherfuckin' anything
People care about shit, I say, "fuck everything"
Fuck you, fuck me, fuck the sky, fuck trees
Fuck the sun, I don't need heat or vitamin D
And fuck toasters, I don't need to cook my bread
And fuck coasters, I use a little plate instead
And fuck roosters, with your useless cock-a-doodle-doo
We invented alarm clocks, we no longer need you
Don't give a fuck about chairs, I prefer to stand
And fuck air conditioners, I got a ceiling fan
And fuck the movie "The Fan", starring Wesley Snipes
"Demolition Man's" the only Snipes movie I like
And fuck likin' shit, I don't even like the stuff that I like
Don't give a fuck about not likin' all the shit I don't like
Like tissues, fuck 'em, I'll blow my nose on the couch
And fuck my nostrils and my sense of smell, I breathe through my mouth
Don't give a fuck about seeing, bitch, fuck my eyes
Fuck visual perception, yo, I'd rather be blind
And fuck time, seconds are too short and minutes are a joke
And hours are way too long, they should be half-an-hour at most
And fuck coasts, don't give a fuck about where water meets land
And fuck boats, just cause you float, you think you're so fuckin' bad?
And fuck jokes, I don't need to be funny all the time
My dog has a tumor and he's probably gonna die, but
(I don't give a fuck)
About anything, fuck everyone and fuck everything
(I don't give a fuck)
I literally don't give a fuck about anything
A bitch is a bitch, but a dog is a man's best friend.
-Dr Dre
Rappin sniper, speakin real words
My thoughts react, like Steven Spielberg's
Poetry attacks, paragraphs punch hard
My brain is insane, I'm out to lunch God
Science is dropped, my raps are toxic
My voicebox locks and excels like a rocket
"Super Nintendo, Sega Genisis. Man, when I was dead broke I couldn't picture this!" - Biggy
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