Favorite Hip-Hop Song Verses

I know you don't understand
the mind manipulation
that im using on you
when i choose
t' abuse the situation
and i know you dont comprehend
the statements that your makin
cuz im usin nlp
to make you think that you're mistaken
im better then a politician
with marketing strategy
you take part
and remark
but don't see the tragedy
that i know how
your mind works
better then you do
the young sage
with the moon
veteran voodo
it must sound cuckoo
to you
but its all true
if you really knew
explain how i am moving through you
ive got you
in a mind gripper
rime flipper
time rip in the floor
watch out for
the real deal
when i reveal the seventh seal
pituitary gland
I'll fast through the last meal
while you fat motherfuckers
are munchin on ham samiches
im sittin in pyramids
spittin in different languages
cut me
i dont bleed
i dont need bandges
im sucusum poofum
MEDITATE USE OF CANNABIS
now im on your highways
weavin between the signs
i believe in your holy books
just read in between the lines
and you will figure out
nah wait nevermind

immortal technique is allright IMO (havent listened to poisen pen yet but i have it.) I saw him live once opening for brotha ali. He's a little too much for me.

Frosty you shouldn't hold back because of what others will think of you it's just music. I thought it was great and flowed really well would love to hear it as a song. You might have passed the whole rapper life or w/e but it doesn't mean you can't make music for yourself and for a small audience who enjoy it. sometimes my favorite music is made but the goofiest person i ever saw, I don't stop liking the music tho...look at brotha ali since i mentioned him. He's very deep and his music has been featured in magazines that's obviosly mostly black audience and they rated this of the charts....and he's albino but who cares?

2 Pac - Runnin

Check it, I grew up a fuckin screw up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin blew up
Choppin rocks overnight
The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin ta turn into the black Frank White
We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops is on the milk box missin
Show they toes you know they got stepped on
A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
When he drop, take his glock, and I'm Swayze
celebrate my escape, sold the glock, bought some weight
Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker


and

Immortal Technique - Positive Balance

I jerk off inside books and give life to words
Leaving concepts stuck together you probably never heard (what?)

imnobody said:

immortal technique is allright IMO (havent listened to poisen pen yet but i have it.) I saw him live once opening for brotha ali. He's a little too much for me.

Frosty you shouldn't hold back because of what others will think of you it's just music. I thought it was great and flowed really well would love to hear it as a song. You might have passed the whole rapper life or w/e but it doesn't mean you can't make music for yourself and for a small audience who enjoy it. sometimes my favorite music is made but the goofiest person i ever saw, I don't stop liking the music tho...look at brotha ali since i mentioned him. He's very deep and his music has been featured in magazines that's obviosly mostly black audience and they rated this of the charts....and he's albino but who cares?

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evryone i know who hears what i do loves it i do all the music and production too. but i never wanted to be a star or be on stage or anything i just enjoy getting high as a kite and making music and i cant sing so i had to rap .but ive been doing it a long time just as a hobbie. and sometimes as sport, ifa mufucka wants a freestyle battle

" hate it when they tell us how far we came to be
as if our peoples history started with slavery "

I'm a leave it miles away cuz yo man ive had it through/
hip hop girls these days got too much attitude/
im askin you whats wrong with a girl with tattoos/
who like to blast metallica every times shes mad you?/
thrift shop threads, dealers, roaches, dreads/
ear plugs in and screams every word she says/
fuck a peace sign she only responds to me when/
I stick my thumb and pinky out and tell her to hang 10/
she met my whole family except maybe my cousins/
cuz with all the metal in her she couldnt get through customs/
shes got metal chains hangin from thangs/
and rangs hanging from chains that go dinga-linga-lang/
she's in the front row of every punk show yo/
I meet her when it's over and she shows me lots of love tho/
we like bonnie and clyde my girls got me/
saying a little less beonce and lotsa gwen stefani/

rocker gurl by velvet trench vibes

wayyy down upon the swaw nee river
far far away
tit willow tit willow titt willow
now i dont think
thats yer style
but ill tell ya pilgrim
im versatile
Aretha franklin Aretha franklin
retha franklin let me rock ya
let me rocka ya retha franklin
thats all i wanna do retha franklin
:rappin duke: circa 1984?

Sorry but I don't have time to write down the lyrics but I do like these.
YouTube - SMOKING WEED BY COOLIE HIGH

to all my killers and my hundred dolla billers/
to emo kids who got too many feelings/
he held the register opened while he counted her change/
I was next in line which meant i was invisible/
from where i stood i could see that the till was full/
he didnt seem the type to play super hero so/
I stepped forth..and paid for my cigarettes/
stepped out the stores front door to catch a little breath/
angles in my head, shook the song off/
another manic monday night it's gonna be a long walk/
a car pulled up a fixed up cutlas/
a woman and a child climbed out and left it running/
they went inside of the deli and placed an order/
with an extra doller 50 bottled water cuz her daughters picky/
when they came out mommy gave my a glance/
that said man can love an angel but hes gotta take a chance/
already knew the deal, i lit one up and walked/
so they got back in their oldsmobile, belted up and took off/
thug love on the corner by the walgreens/
lookin at me like im just another square saltine/
as i get closer i noticed their showing each other sketches/
out of their notebooks reminding me of my old roots/
I walk by with a nod and a reminsce/
swear to god hip hop and comic books was my genesis/
respect the life and the fashions of the children/
its the only culture they got exactly what we been buildin/
all of a sudden im in front a man/
no hes a youngin...but hes got a gun in his hand/
he looks 15, he looks frantic,no he looks afraid/
immediately apprehensive till i heard him say:/
Do u want this it's not my mine i promise/
I found it on my block inbetween a couple garages/
didnt wanna leave it for a child to stumble over/
I don't even know i how to hold it/
it was a 38, the poor mans machete/
held it in my hand thinking damn man it's heavier/
than expected wedged it behind my belt buckle/
knowin that its evil even thought that i could smell trouble/
the extra strength felt weak/
but over there on the corner sa what i needed and crossed the street/
put the gun in the mailbox to lose it/
figured that the post office would know what's best to do w/ it/
mosied down the road thinkin bout the old/
i used to walk this rioad with 2 feet of snow/
right here this used to be a record shop/
ive gotten love, ive gotten drunk, ive gotten beat up in this parking lot/
Ive had my lakestreet pride for 3 decades/
these alleyways and these streetlights have seen my best days/
before i was a germ learning to how to misbehave/
all the way to the grave, south side is my resting place/
took a right on lendale im gettin near/
but than the road became empty and the people disappeared/
the clouds ran away, opened up the sky/
and then 1 by 1 i watched every constellation die/
and tghere i was frozen standing in my backyard/
face to face, eye to eye, staring at the last star/
I shoulda known, walked all the way home/
to find that you wasn't here and I was still all alone/

atmosphere
always coming back home to you

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-ass nigga plays his cards right
A real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fuckin mouth
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas don't start fights
And niggas always gotta high cap
Showin' all his boys how he shot em
But real gangsta-ass niggas don't flex nuts
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas know they got em
And everythings cool in the mind of a gangsta
Cuz gangsta-ass niggas think deep
Up three-sixty-five a year 24/7
Cuz real gangsta ass niggas don't sleep

And all I gotta say to you
Wannabe, gonnabe, cocksuckin', pussy-eatin' prankstas
Cuz when the fry dies down what the fuck you gonna do
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta

I like that verse IAMDGK? is that from food and lquor?


heres todays submission. everything from wax is tight peep scene. Him and his brotha make all their beats and lyrics. Support their music so they make more please.

well at any rate, wax sip the henny str8/
till i pass out and wake up in a frenzied state/
and he hate gettin slammed like a denny's plate/
cat's getting killed every time like kenny's fate/
your crew pointin at me like you bastard/
but i don't got time for that, im too plastered/
and all you wack ass internet rappers/
need to log off get new screennames and new passwords/
yeah...i know i go the nerd route/
these days that's just the way i get my word out/
the only promotion i got's word of mouth/
probaly the illest rapper that nobodies ever heard about/
And ima die as a broke ass/
paycheck to paycheck waitin tables for no cash/
And ima still write raps on my day off/
on my tombstone write persistence don't pay off/
cuz that one quote will/
represent how ive done 5 albums and aint gone wood total/
shit i aint gone styrofoam/
and i aint got no-body ima die alone/
and you can bury my ass with this microphone/
and write here lies micheal jones, it's no coincidence/
that my name rhymes with when i rock well/
i ponder hot shit while i sip on a cocktail/
and i aint really gotta rap book/
i write raps on white backs of beer-soaked matchbooks/
and not the kind that you find in a 5 star/
drivin in my car findin a dive bar/
orderin a pap's with a lime in the sidecar/
been rhymin since ninja guidan and rygar/
and not too many as good as rhymin as i are/
sit back open up my mind with a prybar/
and words fly off in every direction/
im trying to get more hyped than the november election/
fucka! I bring the passion to rhymin/
cats lookin at me lthinkin wax is somolian/
the hunger inside me is crazy/
doc put me under a needle and save me please/
im sick wit it when i spit wicked/
i spit vivid shit that will leave your clique livid/
and i be stickin to my roots when i rock tracks/
so if it isnt funk influenced its proly not wax/
goddamn it dawg, digital or analog/
i do it for the kids like hannah montana dawg/
no relation to billy ray cyrus/
emcees say they sick, its a really gay virus/
yeah, i know that rhyme was dumb/
i apologize i rhyme for fun, please sue me/
i dont do this for fame and wealth/
i rap to entertain myself/
cuz dude i get bored, but if you need someone new to record/
than gimme all the money you can afford cuz when my music is scored/
with the quickness, big wax im out peace bitches/t will send ya fuckin crew to the morgue/


YouTube - Wax: "An Evening at Home"

nah its from The Cool im pretty sure

its a badass song

Young Buck... "We got pounds but we still hit the roaches." Puff Puff Pass


MIKE JONES
[Hook: x4]
First I'm A Get High... High... High...
Then Eat On Crunch N Munch Then Eat On Crunch N Munch

[Verse 1:]
First I'm A Get High... Then Eat On Crunch N Munch
I'm Leaning When I'm Walking... Cause I Been Sippin Punch
When It Come 2 Weed... U Know I Got A Bunch
And When I Get High... I Eat On Crunch N Munch
I Might Be In Da Aaaa I Might Be In Da H
The Say I'm So Bomb When They See Me In L.a.
I Love Crunch N Munch Flavor Butter Toffee
If U Ain't Put 5 On Da Weed... Get Off Me
I Love Crunch N Munch (hey) Flavor Butter Toffee (hey)
If U Ain't Put 5 On Da Weed... Get Off Me (I Said)
I Said I Love Crunch N Munch (hey) Flavor Butter Toffee (hey)
If U Ain't Put 5 On Da Weed (ya Dig) Get Off Me

[Hook x4]

[Verse 2:]
Lil Momma Cute (yep) Lil Momma Fine...
But If She Don't Pay Half... she Won't Be Smoking Mines
Cause If U Smoke With Me... U Gotta Pay A Fee
Cause I Gotta Keep Crunch N Munch And Weed Next 2 Me
I Got Some Crunch N Munch I Got Some Killer Dro (dro)
And When I Run Out... I Go And Get Some Mo (mo)
I Got Some Crunch N Munch... I Got Some Killer Dro(dro)
And When I Run Out... I Go And Get Some Mo
I Love Crunch N Munch Flavor Butter Toffee
If U Ain't Put 5 On Da Weed Get Off Me
I Said I Love Crunch N Munch (hey) Flavor Butter Toffee (hey)
If U Ain't Put 5 On Da Weed... (ya Dig) Get Off Me

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3:]
Now If U Ain't A Smoker This Song Ain't For You...
I Made It 4 My Smokers Who Be High Banging Screw...
Some Eat On Honey Buns But I Like Crunch N Munch (yep)
Some Like 2 Drank Liquor But I Like Purple Punch
I'm High Off Da Dro... (dro)peddle 2 Da Flo... (flo)
I Need Some Crunch N Munch So I'm Headed 2 Da Sto
I'm High Off The Dro (dro) Peddle 2 Da Flo (flo)
I Need Some Crunch N Munch So I'm Headed 2 Da Sto
Cause I Love Crunch N Munch (hey) Flavor Butter Toffee (hey)
If U Ain Got 5 On Da Weed Get Off Me
I Love Crunch N Munch Flavor Butter Toffee (yep)
If U Ain't Put 5 On Da Weed... Ya Dig

[Hook x4]

tech n9ne - the virus

Hits ya harder than thorozine shock wit a bit of that knock indeed ya caca bean tech gonna eat you wit them hits with some motherf**king robber beans running them away like tyrus straight gang nigga like cyrus no shiners in my eyerus got me a generation hemmed up with the virus infectious while even rollin in your lexus g clear the hexes creeps me from here to texas lets get deep into the pavement I be the topic ultramicroscopic infected agent no vaccination rapidol make that information attachable leaving spreading thru out the nations capitol yes dous may house gate stout they and aboutface cant say you from this motherf**king outbreak the virus infects k-i-ds rounds twos and threes all the way up to ogs with alzheimers disease see dolores tried immigation but we don't need no medication for the sensation just the marijuana lacin let the music take your mind press rewind the venom is in em the tecca nine combined let my virus up in you I love fiends so open up your pores for daddy and let me swim thru your blood stream