Favorite lyrics

[Bajjani]

What are some songs that the lyrics just...i dunno hit home for you. There are a lot for me...a few from postal service, staind...(i'll post song names when i'm not at work and have the name of the song) POST UP

[kilpatty43]

big & rich-holy water
rascal flatts-im movin on
both songs really hit home for me

[HyPer50]

"she started talking shit, wouldnt ya know? so I reached by like a pimp and slapped the ho. then her father stood up and he started to shout, so I threw a right cross and knocked his old ass out"

[Bajjani]

lol wtf..man thats fockin hilarious...i wasn't expecting that to hit home, just make you crack up

[Macro]

I need an s to the w double e-t
smoke with Baby Beesh
don't tell the police
cuz I'm on that paper mayn that's wrong
cought with a sweet and phat o-zone
if you want that dope I got a boat load
my girl got more baby momma in a chokehold
smoke 'till my eyes turn japaneese
me and Carlos lit half-a-tree
now I don't pimp but jiggalo
I blow big endo with my nigga bro'
gotta mouth full of cotton cuz I'm off that butta
mari-juana mayn love her
(this is some good ass weed beesh)
ain't it though I wanna think they'll play this on the rad-io
I hope so I need to pay my rent
Now split that sweet Down the middle

[Bajjani]

LoL...IA: Home of the fucked up

[Macro]

I'm a screw head..HOUSTON, TEXAS.. HOLD'N IT DOWN...lol...damn these are some of the lyrics that take me back home, to southpark, houston. and all the the SouthWest..

S.U.C. for life, R.I.P. Robert Davis
A.k.a Dj Screw this for you my nigga
Yeah this for you
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I'm going grey, even though a nigga ball everyday
Covered in ice, but ice can't take my problems away
But it sure feel good to know that I can blow twenties
Z-Ro a money making machine dollars no pennies
Nigga please, it's me and my niggas my f**king g's
R.I.P. to Robert Davis on a fresh set of 3's
S.U.C. to the finish I'm going out with my men
With a grenade in my hand I'm comig out with the pin
It'll never be another Screw, kill that drama
That was a man not the music, you can ask his mama
I'ma mourn you, till I join you, up in heaven
Mean while, I'm retarded with this ak47 and uh
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My nigga we some boss hogs one car taking up all four lanes
Come at me wrong, I'ma have you taking off all your vains
No plexing in Houston Texas got to the green leaving you
breathless

[Brandon C]

Did You Stop? Naw I just Drove By!

[quickdodge®]

DJ Screw. RIP.

And Hyoer50. Don't ever mess up an Eazy E verse again, lolol. Later, QD.

[eViLMunkey]

I'll get you from behind like a Gay convict - BloodHound Gang

[HyPer50]

DJ Screw. RIP.

And Hyoer50. Don't ever mess up an Eazy E verse again, lolol. Later, QD.

Hey, if it makes ya feel any better, I was doing the knock off by Dynamite Hack = P White boyz! lol

[Kevykev]

Something that's always been hot

If i shoot you, I'm brainless, if you shoot me your famous, what's a nikka to do?
- Jay-Z In My lifetime (older album)

[Dragonfly5338]

Hate your enemies
Save your friends
Find your place
Speak the truth

- Nirvana

[quickdodge®]

Hey, if it makes ya feel any better, I was doing the knock off by Dynamite Hack = P White boyz! lol

Ok. You are forgiven. Lolol. Later, QD.

[4dmin]

I'm a material girl in a material world... lol


na... my favorite line is FUCKING W/ GOD IS LIKE BRINGING A KNIFE TO A GUN FIGHT

[Tasuki_Civic]

or maybe we could see a movie
or maybe we could see a play on Saturday.
Or maybe we could roll a tree
and feel the breeze and listen to a symphany or maybe chill and just be
or maybe.
May be we could take a cruise
and listen to the roots
or maybe eat some passion fruit
or maybe cry
to the blues.
Or maybe we could,
just be sileeeeennnnnt
C'mon, c'mon


lol Jill Scott.......i luv her. tha song is called "Long Walk"

[Tasuki_Civic]

ooh i got one more

[Chorus - sung]
Who, knows what tomorrow brings
In this world, where everyone's blind
And where to go, no matter how far I'll find
To let you know, that you're not alone

[2Pac over Chorus]
Only thing they ever did wrong (YES, YES)
was bein born black, in this white man's world (NO DOUBT)
(All my ghetto motherfuckers be proud to be black and be PROUD)
All my little black seeds, born black in this white man's world
(to have this shit like this, cause ain't NOBODY got it like this)
(All these motherfuckers wanna be like us, they all wanna be like us)
(To be the have-nots, all hail)
(God bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin doubt)

[A.P. Photography]

gotta go old school on yall
Ottis Redding- My Lovers Prayer

[NzProjeKt]

Nas- Ny State Of Mind

Intro: Nas
Yeah yeah, aiyyo black it's time (word?)
(Word, it's time nigga?)
Yeah, it's time man (aight nigga, begin)
Yeah, straight out the fuckin dungeons of rap
Where fake niggaz don't make it back
I don't know how to start this shit, yo, now

Verse One: Nas
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, inflictin composition
of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine
Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes
Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk shit
Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit
Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the building lobby
and it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So whatchu sayin?) It's like the game ain't the same
Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name
and claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
Fo'-fives and gauges, Macs in fact
Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black
There was a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind

Verse Two: Nas
Be havin dreams that I'ma gangster -- drinkin Moets, holdin Tecs
Makin sure the cash came correct then I stepped
Investments in stocks, sewein up the blocks
to sell rocks, winnin gunfights with mega cops
But just a nigga, walking with his finger on the trigger
Make enough figures until my pockets get bigger
I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin
Give me a Smith and Wessun I'll have niggaz undressin
Thinkin of cash flow, buddah and shelter
Whenever frustrated I'ma hijack Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
Young bitches is grazed each block is like a maze
full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
I'm livin where the nights is jet black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
and lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes
I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane
Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain
and be prosperous, though we live dangerous
cops could just arrest me, blamin us, we're held like hostages
It's only right that I was born to use mics
and the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dice
I'm takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full of villians and creeps
That's where I learned to do my hustle had to scuffle with freaks
I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers
In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya
Inhale deep like the words of my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times
Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of mind

[auxiliary]

"How can I sleep beneath the trees of wisdom, when your axe has cut the roots that feed them"

[Tasuki_Civic]

What's the buiseness baby, can I get in them drawes
I like the way your hands rub against my balls
Cause you the one, a nigga met at south dekalb mall
With your pretty brown skin, thick thighs and all
135 petite, and your smell is unique
Maybe we can exchange numbers and hook up in the week
Oh, You a freak, I knew it from the first time I saw you
The way you played with your tongue, I knew right then I would call you
So what it is, they call me Super Don from the ville
And I'ma tell you like this, cause a nigga so real, and stay trill
Cause all I wanna do is just drill, with that ass in the air, and the pussy I kill
And I feel, you love to fuck up on a hill
Suck dick from behind, and take nut in your grill
So bitch chill, and shut your mouth just for a second
While I lay this dick down on you just like I'm Teddy

What it is hoe, ah what's up (what's up)
Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)
Cut you up like you ain't been cut (been cut)
Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)
Well give me you number and I'll call (I'll call)
And I'll follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)
Take you home, let you juggle my balls (my balls)
While I'm beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)

TRILLVILLE

[carrascopa]

" If I was a rich girl....
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
than i would would be a wealthy girl if i had all the money in he wooooooo o ooorld"

[Tasuki_Civic]

I bet ya'll dont know who this is.......but hes a CLASSIC. Reggae: Red Rat

Chorus:
Is a buddy she want, a very close friend
Someone to mek she feel special again
Is a buddy she need, whether night or day
She nuh care all she know him have to stay

[Bajjani]

" If I was a rich girl....
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
than i would would be a wealthy girl if i had all the money in he wooooooo o ooorld"

aahaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhahahahahahahahahaha

[umairejaz]

I hang with a bunch of hippies
and wacky tobacco planters
Who swallow lit roaches
and light up like jack-o-lanterns
Outsiders baby, and we suing the courts
Cuz we're dope as fuck and only get a 2 in the source
They never should've booted me out of reform school
Deformed fool,takin a shit in a warm pool
They threw me out the Ramada Inn
I said it wasn't me, I got a twin (Oh my god its you! Not again!)
It all started when my mother took my bike away
Cuz I murdered my guinea pig and stuck him in the microwave
After that, It was straight to the 40 ouncers
Slappin teachers, and jackin off in front of my counselors
Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman
Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin
And all the other kids said Eminem's a dishead,
He'll never last, the only class he'll pass is phys ed
May be true, till I told this bitch in gym class
That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed Slim Fast (Who Me?)
Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big Tanny's and stepped on Jenny Craig
She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig
Put me in the headlock, then I thought of my guinea pig
I felt the evilness and started transformin (RARRRR!)
It began storming, I heard a bunch of cheering fans swarming
Grabbed that bitch by her hair
Drug her across the ground
And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down
Sorry coach, its too late to tell me stop
While I drop this bitch face down and watch her belly flop