Sickest Rhymes

you like to take drugs and hear music/
my album is engineered/
like biotechnology attach me to your ear/
i make the devil do the work of god and god do evil/
im both positive and negative im like two people/

-ill bill

Who came through with two glocks to terrorize your borough (huh?)
Told you how to slap chicks and murder your girl (I did!)
Gave you all the finger and told you to sit and twirl
Sold a billion tapes and still screamed, Fuck the world
Slim Shady... so come and kill me while my name's hot
And shoot me twenty-five times in the same spot (Ow!)
I think I got a generation brainwashed
to pop pills and smoke pot til they brains rot (uhh-oh)
Stop they blood flow until they veins clot
I need a pain shot, and a shot of plain scotch
Purple haze and acid raindrops
Spike the punch at the party and drink pop (gulp gulp)
Shaved my armpits and wore a tank top
Bad Boy, I told you that I can't stop
You gotta make em fear you 'fore you make em feel you
So everybody buy my shit or I'ma come and kill you.....
Eminem-im shady, off the slim shady lp

"Who me yes me call me Weezy West B
cause im wilder then the motherfuckin wild west b
im so ready are you ready for me".

'"break in a nigga car at the light
put the gun to his head make him park on the right
and then i tell him dont talk nigga get out
and walk and then i tell my goons get right in
when you fuckin wit a nigga like me no homo
but you fuckin wit a rider",,

"pressure pressure boy what would make you test a boy
im great wit no effort boy yo face will get severed boy
im breakin yo level boy im takin yo medal boy
Weezy F. Baby and the F is for forever boy"

All by the greatest himself, Lil wayne.

"I like my pussy a little wetter, my drinks a little colder
my girls a little older with her hair past her shoulders
like my weed a little stronger, my money a lot longer
if blooding aint right than I couldn’t be a wronger
I’m a bad muthafucker, be very afraid"

"I’m fly as a bird
high as the herb
I am under, I can conquer
what I prefer, like that reefer
pour that liquor, shawty tell me Weezy baby
your that n-gga, I say I know
what I say, it go
and that there she know
she get her ego, oh no she go
on commercial flights, with the purest white
skip the beauty patch, as long as her booty fat
as long as she do me that, favor, and do my dad
I’m weezy baby, me and paper are newly weds
Jessica Simpson money, yeah, goofy cash
I smoke blue dro, and she smoke yellow dro
together we make green, she go go get mo’
see i’m from hollygrove, nothing like hollywood
behind that money honey, we act like animals"

"Man i let him keep talkin, let alone this motherfuckers barkin
Im a grown ass man, you want to see I.D.
Filthy rich on the floor, fuck V.I.P."

"I am sittin on the clouds
I got smoke coming from my seat
I can play basketball with the moon
I got the whole world at my feet
Playin’ touch football on Marijuana Street
Or in a marijuana field
You are so beneath my cleats
Get high, so high that I feel like lying
Down in a cigar
Roll me up & smoke me cause
I feel like dying"

"Swimming laps around a bottle of Louis The 13th
Jumping off of a mountain into a sea of Codeine
I’m at the top of the top but still I climb
And if I should ever fall, the ground will then turn to wine"

"I can mingle with the stars & throw a party on Mars
I am a prisoner locked up behind Xanax bars
I have just boarded a plane without a pilot
And violets are blue,
Roses are red
Daisies are yellow,
The flowers are dead
Wish I can give you this feeling that I feel like buying
And if my dealer don’t have no more, then I feel like dying."

"all these cuts on my wrist, its like im killin myself
diamond cuts is what i mean, im so hot i might melt
only in your bitch mouth, nigga whatcha talkin bout
you aint talkin bout shit if you aint talkin bout this".

"nigga walk this way, and i'mma paint your ass like an art display
im really rich, i just talk this way,
and maybe if you get rich you'll talk this way".

16 5 nigga thats too high
depends on how many chickens, only 10 when we buy.

classic pimp c

haha sorry I went a little overboard but weezy is a badass. Here's some old school 2pac. R.I.P.

"Thug Luv nigga we can do this like gangstas
and slug it out or do this like punks and punk it out
pull your strap on me nigga and you better kill me thug life
baby".

"I'll probably be punished for hard livin blind to the facts
Thugs is convicts in gods prison hand on the strap
Praying to father please forgive me police be rushing when they
see me
I flaunted America's most wanted live on TV life
Pleasure and pain stuck in this game holler my name
We all gone die we bleed through similar veins
Please explain to me now don't panic when my gun burst
Heard the last jam nigga this ones worse
My nigga bone held the chrome till I came home
Thug Luv playas tell these bitch niggas bring it on
I caught a plane out to Cleveland late last evening
To help my niggas clean up some niggas no longer breathing now
Who you believe in hit the weed and breathe it's a
Cold ass the world niggas kill you in your sleep watch me
Until they stop me bury murder me or drop me
I got Thug Luv for my nationwide posse feel me"

"Warning"

Who the fuck is this?
pagin me at 5:46 in the mornin crack a dawnin
now I'm yawnin, wipe the cold out my eye
see who's this pagin me and why..
It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop
told me he was in the gamblin spot and heard the intricate plot
some people wanna stick you like fly paper neighbour
slow down love please chill drop the caper
remember them kidz from the hill up in Brownsville
that you rolled dice wit
smoked the blunts and got nice wit
yeah my little Fame up in Prospect
nah dem my people nah love wouldn't disrespect
I didn't say dem,
they schooled me to some niggas
that you knew from back when,
when you was clockin minor figures
Now they heard you blowin up like nitro
know they wanna stick the knife
through your windpipe slow..
so thank Fame for warnin me now I'm warnin you
you got the mac Biggie
tell me what you wanna do...

[CHORUS]
Damn niggas wanna stick me for my papers

[VERSE 2]
They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus
wit the Texas license plate outta state
they heard about the pounds
you got down in Georgetown
now they heard you got half of Virginia locked down
they even heard about the crib
you bought your moms out in Florida
the fifth corridor....
Call the coroner
there's gonna be alot of slow singin
and flower bringin
if my burgular alarm starts ringin
whatcha think all the guns is for?
all purpose war got the rottweilers by the door
and I feed em gun powder so they can devour
the criminals tryin to clock my decimals
DAMN..niggas wanna stick my for my C.R.E.A.M.
And it ain't a dream things aint always how it seems
it's the ones that smoke blunts witcha
see your picture, now they wanna
grab they guns and come and getcha
Bethca Biggie won't slip
I got the calico with the black talons loaded in the clip
so I can rip through the ligaments
put they bodies in a bad prediciment
where all the foul niggas went
Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta
Buck with what I had you with
you motherfuckers betta duck
I bring pain, blood stains on what remains
Of his jacket, he had a gun he should've packed it
Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket
so I can reload and explode down ya rasshole
I fuck around and get hardcore
C4 to ya door no beef no more
feel the rush scandalous
The more weed smoke I puff the more dangerous
I dont give a fuck about you or your weak crew
What you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for you
I'm not runnin, nigga I bust my gun in
Hold on I hear somebody comin........

[Verse 1]
Let's talk about dead body disposal
My proposal take the corpse to the bathtub
And drain the blood out of the bastard
Strip ya self nude first so you don't get blood on ya new shirt
And cut the fuckin' corpse up like a butcher to meat kid
And put the pieces inside trash bags
Else he'll be wreaking like a fags ass
With flesh covered in leeches
And throw the bags away
In various trash bins in different areas
This shit's hilarious
Nobody notices some asshole taking out the garbage
Who would know it's a carcass?
Even if they were focusing 'cause the plastic bag is dark kid
And even the nosy bitch wouldn't open it, it make no sense
And if you do it just before a trash pick up
The bodies hauled away before it decays and stinks up
It won't be noticed with literally tons of other shit
And ya bag is in the middle buried right under it
Especially if you double-bagged it
Ya victim'll stay a faggot in fragments forever stagnant

[Chorus]
Dead Body Disposal
For those that don't know what to do after ya foes are killed
Shit could get messy when the blood flow spills
You never know when you might need to know skills
In body disposal it's no frills
Dead Body Disposal
Are you interested in hearing my proposal?

[Verse 2]
Bodies begin to stink within an hour of death
And if it's warm outside then it's quicker for the sour stench to leak out
the flesh
So think about the steps
You take in killing and be willing to consider the best
Be extra careful and grab an aerosol can of pepper spray
to coat the pieces the smell is unbearable
Coat the first layer of bag beautifully
that'll keep animals from tearing open the bag to get to the meat
Squirrels, dogs, and birds
Officers with dogs that smell won't find shit when they thrown off the scent
You could hang a fuck upside down in ya tub
And slit his throat from ear to ear to remove a large amount of blood
Most of it'll gush out on its own at once But to get that last couple of pints drained work his arms like pumps
For dismemberment gentlemen I recommend
heavy duty bone saws that cut through gendleums like pendulums
But if you want to take your time don't rush it
either cut each piece up like Pizza Hut pizza with a rusty cleaver
Then put each piece up in a freezer
Take out the trash in a couple of days the stench of decomposition's meager
And make sure there's no incriminating papers in the bag
Letters, receipts, anything with ya name they'll trace ya


I know it's obvious but you'd be amazed at how easy it is
to be sloppy with this even the Mafia slips

[Chorus]
Dead Body Disposal
For those that don't know what to do after ya foes are killed
Shit could get messy when the blood flow spills
You never know when you might need to know skills
In body disposal it's no frills

[Hook]
Let's talk about death baby
Disintegration of flesh you'll see
Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things
In hacking up ya meat

Let's talk about death baby
Disintegration of flesh you'll see
Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things
In hacking up ya meat
Let's talk about death!

[Brick Top from Snatch]

[Verse 3]
There's more choices to choose kid
Bury the corpse in the ground, bury it at sea all the pieces get distributed
When using the ground a shallow grave isn't allowed
'Cause the corpse'll be found when the stench of it lingers out
Make sure it's six feet deep or more
Construction sites work in formented
In what's cemented suspended beneath the floor
Using the sea has its potential sequentionally
The sea destroys all evidence eventually
But make sure that you tie a weight to the body to keep it from floating
around and being discovered by mistake
Drop it as far from shore as possible otherwise it'll pop up at low tide
and be seen by some fisherman's opticals
Distributing Body parts is riveting
I explained it in verse one forgive me if I begin again
A wood chipper turns a corpse into chopped meat
Spread it all over ya grass then water it down properly
Within a few days the cadaver's fertilizer
Your advisor's taught you ways of covering up murders wiser
Regardless how you tried these methods
Be careful with prints and rented equipment use cash and fake id's

[Chorus]
Dead Body Disposal
For those that don't know what to do after ya foes are killed
Shit could get messy when the blood flow spills
You never know when you might need to know skills
In body disposal it's no frills
Dead Body Disposal
Are you interested in hearing my proposal?
Shit could get messy when the blood flow spills
You never know when you might need to know skills
In body disposal it's no frills

[Hook]
Let's talk about death baby
Disintegration of flesh you'll see
Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things
In hacking up ya meat
Let's talk about death!

i done had so much pain in my soul its to the point the only thing i change is my clothes/only other thing i might change is my flows im stubborn as old man damn a nigga cold/people trying change me ima just remain reign and remain angry the game cant tame me /thats why i made my own lane you cant blame me i own things i got my own thing you cant claim me/im gods property and god properly put me where im suppose to be yet you not blocking me/ paparazzi watching me rappers trying copy me im unorthodox off the top you not stoping me/ so why would i switch up my swagger and talk about money and who bitches is badder when i go get money and chicks by the platter i talk about my life thats the shit that really matters--reignman

People in my city, they fightin for they meals
He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills
How rich he is the devil, he never will admit it
So I'm a take his money stack and stuff his face with it

Piggie Pie - ICP

This is the point of no return nigga you better believe this
Mary Magdalen giving birth to the children of Jesus
The evolution of the world, bloody and dramatic
Human beings killing monkeys to conquer the planet
The kingdoms of Africa and Mesopotamia
Machine gunnin' your body with depleated uranium
This is the age of micro chips and titanium
The dark side of the moon and contact with aliens
I started out like Australians, criminal minded
Broke into hell, tore it down, and built and city behind it
South Paul, murderous, methadology nigga
Remember that I'm just a man don't follow me nigga
Cause once you past the point you can never go home
You've got to face the possibility of dying alone
So tell me mother fucker, how could you die for the throne?
When you don't even got the fuckin' heart to die for your own
It rains acid, one day the earth will cry from a stone
And you'll be lookin' at the world livin' inside of a dome
Comperized humanity living inside of a clone
This is the place where the unknown is living and real
Worm went to planet X and the seventh seal
Universal truth is not measure in mass appeal
This is the last time that I kneel and pray to the sky
Cause almost everything that I was always ever told was a lie

Point of No Return - Immortal Technique

dont feel like quoting the whole song, biggie and meth rippin it up
[video=youtube;F_Z_B7UQ5bU]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F_Z_B7UQ5bU[/video]

I SMOKE MIAMI DADE CRIPPY AND THAT ARIZONA ICKY
CUZ MY HUMBOLT STICKYS FOR THAT ONE PULL QUICKIE
YEAH I HIT GRAPE APE, AND THE DEVILS BLUE
MET THE SUPER JACK, GREEN CRACK AND ELVIS TOO
SENSI SKUNK NUMBER FOUR, THAT UPTOWN RAW
DOMINICAN HAZE WE BLAZED FROM THE BOTANICAL STORE
GOT THE BUTTERSCOTCH HAWAIIAN AND THE JUICY FRUIT LEMON
NEW YORK SOUR DIESEL AND SOME NORTHERN LIGHTS SEVEN
WITH THE RED HAIRS ON IT, AND LOOKIN DEEPER
ITS THE BACKYARD BOOGIE WOOGIE BROOKLYN CREEPER
MEDICINAL SECRET SAUCE, WHITE SMURF, PSYCHO CHRONIC
AND THAT MAUI WOWIE, HONALULU HYDROPONIC
I WANNA TRUCK FULL A BC BUDS, WITH NO STEMS
FOR JACK HERER, MARY JANE, AND ALL OF MY FRIENDS
GIMME ORANGE CRUSH, BOGBERRY, OG KUSH
AND SOME CHOCOLATE THAI STICK FROM THE BUSH...

(hook 2x) aint nuthin in the world like weed
thats why im smokin on a blunt, puffin on a joint
lightin up a bowl no seeds no seeds
that ganja's all i want, its really all i need
aint nuthin in the world like weed

THE BUDDAH THE GANJA THE INDO THE KONG N' THE CESS
THE PHILLIES THE DUTCHES THE PAPERS THE BONG IS THE BEST
YEAH IM INTO CALI MIST, GREEN BURNS CLEAN
BUT THERES NUTHIN LIKE THAT OLD SCHOOL G13
GIMME PUKEBERRY, PURE KUSH, BLUEBERRY BUD
AND THAT GRAPEFRUIT SATIVA SOMEONE GREW IN THE MUD
I WANT THE EARLY GIRL SHIVA AND THE PURPLE FLOWER
WITH THE CAT PISS, HASH PLANT, AND TURTLE POWER
I TOKE THE CRYSTAL CHAMPAGNE, THE BUBONIC, SUPERSONIC
HOLLAND HOPE, WHITE WIDOW, BIG BLUE CHRONIC
FROM THE DELTA NINE, ROMULAN, AND AFGHAN CROSS
A LITTLE PUSSY KUSH, SWEET TOOTH, STRAWBERRY COUGH
GIVE ME THE SUPER SILVER, CITRUS, AND THE CRYPTONITE FREEZE
THAT FUZZY WUZZY INDICA FROM AMSTERDAM SEEDS
I WANT THE FOUR WAY, CINDARELLA, GREAT WHITE SHARK
JAMAICAN LAMBS BREATH, COLUMBIAN DARK.....

(hook 2x) aint nuthin in the world like weed
thats why im smokin on a blunt, puffin on a joint
lightin up a bowl no seeds no seeds
that ganja's all i want, its really all i need
aint nuthin in the world like weed

[video=youtube;GV2G6yFVJX8]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GV2G6yFVJX8&feature=related&fmt=34[/video]

one of my favs to spark up my first bowl too ^^

"Yeah
Guess what? Streets off paper
And me, I’m praying for probation
Like my ancestors prayed for segregation
I’mma predator when I pray, I don’t mean meditation
I mean vegetation, fuck the feds and fuck the federation
And every agent, man I want an Asian, sex her like a geisha
Get up in her stomach like ignatia… let me stop
Nah let me keep going, C4′ing, we blowing
Up you better be detouring, if we touring, then she snoring cause he boring
Shawty need a refund, bring him back
And when it comes to me she pre-ordering, and re-ordering, and re-ordering
I leap all in, I free fallin’, I sleep out of that pussy
And when she calling, I don’t answer
But she keep calling, and keep calling
And we ballin’, like we ballin’
As a matter of fact like street ballin’
We evolving, they dissolving
Cincinnati Reds hat, red-black
Cops find your body but they don’t know where your head at
Uh, I’m goin’ in like wet pussy
No money, that sounds like debt to me
Bitch I don’t give a motherfuck
Yeah I’m leanin’, ’bout to pour me up another cup
Yeah I’m high, ’bout to roll me up another blunt
I roll them big and small, here’s another one"

-Weezy

96 hitemup- remember when i used to let you sleep on the couch and beg a bitch to let you sleep in the house.
now its all about versace
you copied my style
5 shots couldnt drop me
i took it and smiled
now im here to set the record straight
with my AK im still the thug that you love to hate.

this is kinda off subject but there a 2pac song that goes like
ghetto star:
close up the crime scene fast
why?
heard the feds had a warrant for my ass
fly.
i wont touch down till i see tijuana
set up shop sellin them crooked cops marijuana
label me as success
i made the switch
retired from the life that never gave me shit
with cash that i couldnt spend, countless cars
and addict for a wife, my life as a ghetto star

heathaa said:

this is kinda off subject but there a 2pac song that goes like
ghetto star:
close up the crime scene fast
why?
heard the feds had a warrant for my ass
fly.
i wont touch down till i see tijuana
set up shop sellin them crooked cops marijuana
label me as success
i made the switch
retired from the life that never gave me shit
with cash that i couldnt spend, countless cars
and addict for a wife, my life as a ghetto star

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just adds to the conspiracy

Light another blunt just to save me the grief
I don’t give a fuck I was made for the beef
I don’t give a fuck I’m straight from the streets
But I’m crooked as a bitch, bitch wave to the thief

Flow so sick you cough and hurl
I’m so twisted I walk and swirl
I’m so lifted I walk on clouds
Please please please don’t shoot me down
Fuckin’ right I put it down