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List the best/ your most favorite rap lines.
as for mine....
Think of me as John Gotti wit a Phd
Or either Martin Luther King wit a G.A.T
I'm ridin clean, paint gleamin blowin T.H.C
And for that reason hataz wanna alieviate me
But I forgive 'em cause I know it ain't the he hate me
He just hate the situation hate that he ain't me
OGs say alot of them in me they see
Cause I'm a scholar no diploma no GED
You know I'm still nice with ma crook gang
Look mang, it's a hood thang
that's why I'm loved in Brooklyn
It's a pretty shit song in general but for some reason I like that line :)
How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz
Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G'
be a lie, If I told ya that I never thought of death
my niggas, we tha last ones left
but life goes on.....
From Scribble Jam 1997, MC Juice vs Eminem:
MC Juice:
"Why you call yourself M 'in' M like there two of you?
I only see one of you, I ain't scared of none of you
You say you're seeing double vision but I'm standin right in front of you."
Short but i liked it when i first heard it.
"See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shootin Im just tryna
knock his teeth out" ^_^
Im digging that one.Quote:
Originally Posted by Noddi3
[Intro]
This track is not an attack upon the American people
It is an attack upon the system within which they live
Since 1945 the united states has attempted to
Overthrow more than 50 foreign governments
In the process the us has caused the end of life
For several million people, and condemned many millions
More to a live of agony and despair
[Verse 1]
The strength of your dreamin
Prevents you from reason
The American dream
Only makes sense if youre sleepin
Its just a cruel fantasy
Their politics took my voice away
But their music gave it back to me
The land where their __? Or consumed by consumption
Killing themselves to shovel down food and abundance
I guess a rapper from Britain is a rare voice
America is capitalism on steroids
Natives kept in casinos and reservations
Displaced slaves never given reparations
Take everything from Native Americans
And wonder why I call it the racist experiment
Afraid of your melanin
The same as its ever been
That aint gonna change
With the race of the president
I see imperialism under your skin tone
You could call it Christopher Columbus syndrome
[Chorus 2x]
Is it Obamas nation or an abomination?
Is it Obamas nation or an abomination?
Is it Obamas nation or an abomination?
Doesn't make any difference when they bomb your nation
O! Say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through perilous fight
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming
[Verse 2]
The worlds entertainer
The worlds devastator
From Venezuela
To Mesopotamia
Your cameras lie
Cause they have to hide the savage crimes
Committed on leaders that happen
To try and nationalize
Eating competitions while the worlds been starvin
Beat up communism with the help of bin-laden
Where would your war of terror be without that man
Every day you create more Nidal Hassans
Kill a man from the military, youre a weirdo
But kill a wog from the Middle East youre a hero
Your country is causing screams that are never reaching ear holes
America inflicted a million ground zeros
Follow the dollar and swallow your humanity
Soldiers committing savagery you never even have to see
Those mad at me, writing in emails angrily
Im not anti-America, America is anti-me
[Chorus 2x]
Is it Obamas nation or an abomination?
Is it Obamas nation or an abomination?
Is it Obamas nation or an abomination?
Doesn't make any difference when they bomb your nation
And the rocket's red glare,
The bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night
That our flag was still there,
O! Does that star spangled banner yet wave
O'er land of the free and the home of the brave
[Verse 3]
I don't care if him and Cheney are long lost relations
What matters more is the policies I lost my patience
Stop debating bringing race into conversation
Occupation and cooperation equals profit makin
Its over - people wake up from the dream now
Nobel peace prize, jay z on speed dial
Its the substance within, not the colour of your skin
Are you the puppeteer or the puppet on the string
So many believe that they was instantly gonna change
There was still Dennis Ross, Brzezinski And Robert Gates
What happened to Chas freeman (APAC),
What happened to Tristan Anderson its a machine that
keeps that man breathing
I have the heart to say what all the other rappers arent
Words like Iraq, Palestine - Afghanistan
The wars on, and you morons were all wrong
I call Obama a bomber Cause those are your bombs
LOVE THAT SONG DBB
Sound's cool DBB ^_^
Heres mine....
Newports are to short. I sell these trees to fast and move on..
It's fake and its ancient
It's making me so bored I'mma just make a new language
Fubba you cubba cubba
Ubba you ubba ooba
You can sus sak my
Bi dib a dick threw a tooba
Some of the humane kinda' Llama[?]
I'm not a human I'm a suicidal
Supersonic
Suicidal
Unibomber
You think I'mma do Osama
Presidama - do Madona
Jeffry on the leven with his legacy to carry on
A lotta' talk of rumors on us who's the hottest to be honest
Hip hop just ain't been the same
Since Tupac moved to Cuba on us
And
"I take my bag to the machine,
in case sum1 at the machine wanna 10 peice.
As soon as i can get the fuckign flip mode.. SHIt
I turn these dimes into Oooo'sss"
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
is life worth living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black
my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a negro
pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers
give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
and that's how it's supposed to be
How can I ever take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
but things changed, and that's the way it is
-The great..2Pac
nowadays, things changed
Everyone's ashamed to the youth cuz the truth looks strange
And for me it's reversed, we left them a world that's cursed, and it hurts
cause any day they'll push the button
and yall condemned like Malcolm x and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin
Don't them let me get teary, the world looks dreary
but when you wipe your eyes, see it clearly
there's no need for you to fear me
if you take the time to hear me, maybe you can learn to cheer me
it aint about black or white, cuz we're human
I hope we see the light before its ruined
my ghetto gospel
=======
2PAC
"difficult takes a day, impossible take a week"
hahah! Yeah! So many confusing things out there!
Well get your magifying glasses out and take a closer look at life!
The world is full with magical mysteries
Puzzles unsolved since ancient history
Where does the sun, hide at night?
Did people really used to see in black and white?
Is the world round, is it float?
How come no one can tell me that?
Like what's with islands? Get more land.
What's with deserts? Get less sand.
Who is Alaska? Who is Brazil?
Isn't a volcano just an angry hill?
How did god, think of dirt?
Erasable pens? Make my head hurt.
Why are pants different from shirts?
And fucking blankets, how do they work?
Why do some mountains look like presidents?
What the fuck is a clock?
And here's just a list of some stuff,
trees, swans, capes, a horse,
triangles, witches, a different horse,
Two horses.
The whole worlds got ten thousand people.
Satan Claus, created all of us equal.
Ass dan's kids look just like Ass Dan,
My two kids look just like Ass Dan.
The mysteries of life can't be explained.
SO FUCK YOU BOOKS, WE DON'T NEED YOUR TRICKS!
AND ALL YOU SCIENTISTS CAN SUCK MY DICK!
It's all magic!
what about the old classic eminem
'His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready'