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Heard one "I went down to hell and slapped up Satan" from I'm not sure who but thought that was pretty ace!
so deep put her ass to sleep"
ice cube - definitely not for the pop charts
(actually stems back to the blues does that one)
e.g. 'you better watch what the fuck comes out of your mouth / or I'll hijack a plane and fly it into your house'
Now watch me rip the tat from your arm
Kick you in the groin, stick you for your Vanguard award
In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born
Make your wife get on the horn call Minister Farrakhan
So he could persuade me to squash it, I'd saw naw he started it
He forgot what a hardcore artist is
A hardcore artist is a dangerous man, such as myself
trained to run 20 miles in soft sand
On or off land, programmed to kick hundreds of bars off hand
from a lost and forgotten land, you done did it man
You done spitted some wack shittit
And probably thought that because it's been a minute I'd forget it?
Fuck that! 'Cause like Common and Cube I see The Bitch In You
and I'ma make the world see it too, motherfucker!
Courtesy of MCA (Beastie Boys, 3-Minute Rule)
'check yaself, respect yaself, and wash ya motherfuckin' body 'fore ya sweatshirt melt' courtesy of Del
All of it...
And Stormin well we'll call him scabs
I'n school he wanked over porno mags
and was forced to jack an old ladies bag
Storm is Sean and Sean is scabs
Carlene's a slag goes out with scabs
Scabs thinks he's bad cos of all the slags he's had
but scabs ate a slag with crabs thats why he's got scabs on his face
Face is fucked!
just has loads in general to be honest...
Came in this game for a laughter
I’m a monkey that will split your banana
striker no wayne rooney
oceans 11 im clooney
black one with a dooby
F ur dogs fam they aint got a scooby
i'll get the goon and moony
say wat i like hand on my goolies
I've never dissed your face / I'm a defender of your face
...when we see yo ass we go cut your hair off and fuck you with a broomstick.
Think about it. Punk Motherfucker.
Simple and oddly hilarious...
The response while I bomb that ass, "You ain't shit!"
Your wack ass town had you gassed
Egos is somethin the Wu-Tang crush
Souped up niggaz on a stage get rushed
I don't give a god damn, on the shows you did
How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid?
Cuz I don't know ya therefore show me what you know
I come sharp as a blade and I cut you slow
You become so Pat as my style increases
What's that in your pants ahhh human faeces!
Throw your shitty drawers in the hamper
Next time come strapped with a fuckin Pamper
."First of all, who's your A&R? A mountain-climber, who plays an electric guitar?
Cos he don't know the meaning of dope when he's looking for a suit-and-tie rap that's cleaner than a bar of soap,
And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight - matter of fact, bring out the girls and let's have a mud-fight.".
COS YOUR MOUTHS WRITIN' CHECKS THAT YO ASS CAN'T CASH
'jack you don't pack what it takes in your packed lunch
I'm a thief, take the penguin from your packed lunch'
'there's not a club you won't see me at
cos I'm a street star
there's no set time I have my tea at'
Such a great boast.
This new-ish one keeps going around my head too...
I'm at the front of the army
You're a pig in the game, salami
Horrible yet fascinating...
Guard your wifey, and mark my words,
if I get hunch that your girlfriend likes me, me,
I'll be taking off skirts,
bras, thongs, Moschino shirts.
Smoke a reefer in the corner,
I lay low, did a grand theft auto,
with my Renault xxxxxxxxxx twin turbo.
Look how we roll with my back seat hoes.
but surely no one comes close to R Kelly for pure sexual narcissism:
i got your ass rolling back finger nails in your spine (sex in the evening, sex all night)
we never had a sex session like this one in your life (sex in the evening, sex all night)
now when we finally get to round 10 we not gon stop we'll start again
and when you need a break i'll let you up, i'll let you breathe, wash your face, get something to eat
then come back to the bedroom
But it does slightly distort the image when you start considering he was rhyming about 14 year olds....
I fucking love that rhyme - one long boast
contains the line 'Pugnacious, Tenacious, Vivacious - I'm brilliant'
I'm all that and then some, tall dark and handsome, bust a nut inside your eye, to show you where I come from.
You took her to hell, I took her straight to heaven/Had her open so long, she thought she was a 7-11
or then there's "I can still use my hand" from Blowfly's Rap
I don't think i'm walking on this earth when i'm ryhming, I don't think i'm trying to climb to a higher level, I think i'm already there, so why don't you ask Ginger Rogers if my name was Fred Astair
The quote isn't from 'Thought @ Work' it's from 'Freestyle Rapping' on the Solesides Greatest Bumps CD
You talk 'bout how you get pussy, huh, that's dead/Last time you was in some ass the doctor screamed 'I SEE THE HEAD!'
I'm Soooooooo skinny that if I sent my picture to Cambodia they'd send ME money
good album that
I can't remember
'once upon a time not so long ago
a nigga like myself had to strong arm a ho
and this ain't a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy
but a pussy havin' no goddam sense and tryin' to push me'
I'm a real vegetarian: No chicken...not even fish
I'm a real underground rapper
My tape quality sucks, my records are warped and my CD skips
As long as I've been rhyming, they only started listening
Because for a while they didn't like how
I wouldn't smoke the pot that I was pissin' in
Plus I had no dead homies to honor while pouring out the liquor I don't drink
You can flash your shiny objects in front of my eyes and I won't blink
I'm motherfucking different. Oooohhhh yyyeeeaaahhhh..
Malignant riffs steadily pump the funk
The result - your remains stuffed in a car trunk
Don't provoke the wrath of this rhyme inventor
Cos' I blow up spots like the World Trade Center
Slammin MCs on cement,
Cos' verbally I'm iller than an AIDS patient
the last line is an especially neat flourish
I went to hell for snuffin' Jesus
Viktor the director flip a script like Rob Reiner
The way a lotta dudes rhyme their name should be "knob shiner"
For a buck, they'd likely dance the Jig or do the Hucklebuck
To Vik it's no big deal, they're just a buncha knuckle-fucks
"Next time don't get rude in a tavern
You'll die in Forest Hill by a cannon"
My dandy voice makes the most anti-choice grannies' panties moist
'..more white powder than a box of persil
when I walk in the club more bums get slapped than an Asda commercial'
Who is that?
Nick nack patty wack I've still got the biggest sack.
Simple but effective.
I'm Sainsburys, you're something like Londis
This one - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4kBcm-ls8Y
I think it's from a P-Money track...
and a pocket full of cheese
stab your brain with your nosebone
girls, girls, girls, girls... girls all over the floor
come up in your house, steal your mum's blouse"
DRINK A LOT OF SODA SO THEY CALL ME DR PEPPER.
We believe you guys,
So we won't dispute ya,
But if we find out you lied,
We'll come back and shoot ya.
- Police Academy
Dude sounds like a fucking parrot crash-landed
as the ridiculously tight we Big L spits them in '98 Freestyle:
"I'm makin wonderful figures
I don't fuck with none of you niggaz
I might pull out this gun on your niggaz
And rob every last one of you niggaz"