Favorite Verses

cale · 10-28-2009, 01:19 AM

"Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight."
Proverbs 3:5-6

Jazz · 10-28-2009, 02:41 AM

Sweatshop Union-I've been down

[Verse Three]
This song is like a counseling session (whoosah)
I need to channel my aggression (whoosah)
I need to handle my profession
I’m the planet’s biggest panic stricken manic-depressant
Questioning myself as I’m sitting right and looking back
Drinking Jack, Heinekens, in both hands, crooked hat
Mr. small complex smoking a cigarette
Like you don’t know me, what the **** you think you’re looking at
Why is the fire in my eyes like I’m evil
It’s just I’m always suspicious of new people
Self-centered lieutenant, I’m a well balanced soldier
A lie with a strategist’s chip on both shoulders
Push the bull**** out of my life, keep biting
Spiritual enlightenment, price this excitement
Build strength within, I’m trying to find space
Freedom of choice, but trying for blind faith

Surell · 10-28-2009, 09:01 PM

Oh well when you put it that way!

Kirby · 11-01-2009, 08:04 AM

Alliteration!

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tech N9ne - B. Boy

Beats bangin', better bring it big or bounce bitch,
'Bout to blast it in blood I'm back in this black brick,
Boss ballin' been breakin' bread and biquets bre,
And Beautiful biancas, bideos in Begas with Big B,
Bow before brilliance, blessed to be buildin' it,
Best in this barrio, bane, and bizarre, more bills in this
Bankin' this, babies be blingin' and his boo be the big booty, big bust,
Be in his Benzo, bronze'll get big bucks
I'm a black baboon, bring me bags of bananas,
Bonified Billy Badass with a brown bandanna
Been gone on Bacardi, bulu, but I'm 'bout to be bigger bit,
Better break if you bust up before I'm blowed and belligerent,
Six Deuce spreads big in it, I'm bloated and blimpy
Broads be blowin' me in the back of the black Bently
Never been about no babblin', I'm bringin no bootsy,
but I been in the Bay with Big Von, like shaboobalaboopy.

Fruitonica · 11-02-2009, 01:16 AM

Cannibal Ox - Iron Galaxy

And if there's crack in a basement
Crack heads stand adjacent
Anger displacement
Two step arangements
You were a still born baby
Mother didn't want you, but you were still born
Boy meets world, of course his pops is gone
What you figga
That chalky outline on the ground is a father figure
So he steps to the next stencil, that's a hustler
Infested with money and diamond cluster
Lets talk in laymen terms
Rotten apples and big worms
Early birds and poachers
New York is evil at it's core, so those who have more than them
Prepare to be vic-tims
Ate up by vultures, the politicians
In a dog eat dog culture, that'll sick 'em
Lack of mineral, we take it personal
A pigeon can't drop **** if it never flew
Every day is no frills, empty krills
Broken 40 bottles and m.c's with skills
I rest my head on 115
But miracles only happen on 34th, so I guess life is mean
And death is the median
And purgatory is the mode that we settle in
"No doubt"
I've got that Eve's Bayou sense of touch
So I fought, to touch every hand of a fan to read their thoughts
Battered wives, molested children
Roaches on the floor, rats in the ceiling
Cats walk around New York with two fillin's
One is in their mouth the other, does the killin'
I'm Vast Air, Kramer, top billin'

Scarily good.

ElephantSack · 11-02-2009, 02:54 PM

War is born. Fight the war, **** the norm.
Now I've got no patience. I'm so sick of complacence.
The D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E.
Mind of a revolutionary.
So clear the lane. The finger to the land of the chains.
What? The Land of the Free?
Whoever told you that is your enemy.
Now something must be done about vengeance, a badge and a gun.
So rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system.
I was born to rage against 'em.
Now action must be taken.
We don't the key, we'll break in.

"Know Your Enemy" - Rage Against the Machine

Obnoxious! Mother ****er, can't you tell?
Run through Little Havana yelling, "Viva Fidel!"
Jerkin' off in the sheets when I stay at hotels.
Sippin' Bacardi at AA meetings, smokin' a L.
...
Gimme a hundred grand, gimme your watch, gimme your chain.
That your girl? Bitch! Get over here! Gimme some brain!
I'll bust off on 'er face, and right after the segment,
she'll probably rub it in 'er pussy, tryin' to get herself pregnant.
I said it, I meant it. That's the way I deal with enemies.
Like pro-lifers that support the death penalty.
And don't talk about war, when niggas know that you pus.
A ****in' hypocrite, draft-dodger like George Bush.
...
Damn homie! In high school, I beat the **** outta you and your man, homie.
Your girl wanna blow me and don't even know me. She lonely and she think you a phony.
I'll take piss on a development deal from Sony and Def Jam.
Cuz you like all of the rest, man.
And this ain't a verse of ****-talk at the end of the song.
And you can suck a **** if you think I ended it wrong.
**** you and I'm gone!

"Obnoxious" - Immortal Technique

~~CAPTAIN CAVEMAN~~ · 03-01-2010, 05:51 PM

^word, so good

Surell · 03-02-2010, 07:16 PM

I like that song Lemonade by Gucci Mane. like the whole thing.

wegotthejazz · 04-28-2010, 11:12 PM

Artist: Mac Dre
Album: Ronald Dregan
Title: Feelin Myself

I'm out of this world, not your run of the mill'n
My name is furl, I'm the owner of the bill'n
I'm a stoner and I'm chillin with two bitches like Jack
I pimps and I macks drive a Benz and a 'lac
man I've been in the back wit the groupies and the stars
I've been out front with the thugs in the cars
I've been in the yard with the Mexican mafia
And I only run with niggaz that'll kill and die for ya
I'm popular, I'm a rap star
but I live like a rock star running from the cop cars
I drop bars wit slaps that Knock hard and I charge for this **** extra large
I'm sicker than sars higher than mars and I treat my bitch like an ATM card

[Chorus: repeat 4X]
I'm in the buildin and I'm feelin myself
Man I'm feelin myself

She's in the buildin and she's feelin herself
She's lookin bad but I'm willing to help
Stop it baby your killin yourself
come on I got your back you could chill in my dealth
I'm feelin myself too
Man imagine some of the things we can do
You under me
Me under you
Then we can catch the Liquor store before 2
We can hit my nigga and go get some shrooms
And if you still want to kick it we can go get a room
It won't cost you much
I'm a good buy
****-on-discount bitch good bye
what I look like mr. Frank **** for Free
No Dough Hoe you can't **** with me
get the **** out
Bitch you still in my dealth
You full of **** and I'm feelin myself

[Chorus]

I'm a Westcoast Bad Boy
I represent it
dre thats a bad toy is it rented
hardy har har very funny
You don't hear my tummy
I gets my money
My stomache ain't growlin
I'm stylin and wilin' drinkin Vodka straight **** a Long Island
I want my own Island bet you I'm a get it
I switch hits and play with both mits
I pack a 4 5th Im after your bitch
he ain't doing it right shes after your scritch
And I'm after hers with these macking words nerd
I thought squares stayed sharp
Your nothing but a mark in a bucket Sky Lark
I'm playing my part
I'm mr. Furly
quit interrupting I'm talkin to your gurlie

~~jamhouse~~ · 05-03-2010, 06:07 PM

t’ll never be my chair that your on
crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain no oxygen
otherwords there’s no heir to the throne
when I die so does hip hop
hitch**** better sh-t bitch ass got a zip locked in a bag
you ***s aint been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high top
keep blogging while I’m mind boggling my zone like I’m in the twilight
talking of my bone this is my mic dog I like hogging it

Eminem - Despicable

10-28-2009, 01:19 AM	#1 (permalink)
cale Groupie Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 4	fave bible verse "Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight." Proverbs 3:5-6 __________________ Music123 discount

11-02-2009, 02:54 PM	#6 (permalink)
ElephantSack Man vs. Wild Turkey Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: ATX Posts: 948	War is born. Fight the war, ** the norm. Now I've got no patience. I'm so sick of complacence. The D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E. Mind of a revolutionary. So clear the lane. The finger to the land of the chains. What? The Land of the Free? Whoever told you that is your enemy. Now something must be done about vengeance, a badge and a gun. So rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system. I was born to rage against 'em. Now action must be taken. We don't the key, we'll break in. "Know Your Enemy" - Rage Against the Machine Obnoxious! Mother er, can't you tell? Run through Little Havana yelling, "Viva Fidel!" Jerkin' off in the sheets when I stay at hotels. Sippin' Bacardi at AA meetings, smokin' a L. ... Gimme a hundred grand, gimme your watch, gimme your chain. That your girl? Bitch! Get over here! Gimme some brain! I'll bust off on 'er face, and right after the segment, she'll probably rub it in 'er pussy, tryin' to get herself pregnant. I said it, I meant it. That's the way I deal with enemies. Like pro-lifers that support the death penalty. And don't talk about war, when niggas know that you pus. A in' hypocrite, draft-dodger like George Bush. ... Damn homie! In high school, I beat the outta you and your man, homie. Your girl wanna blow me and don't even know me. She lonely and she think you a phony. I'll take piss on a development deal from Sony and Def Jam. Cuz you like all of the rest, man. And this ain't a verse of -talk at the end of the song. And you can suck a if you think I ended it wrong. you and I'm gone! "Obnoxious" - Immortal Technique __________________ OF THE SUN** Last edited by ElephantSack; 11-02-2009 at 03:02 PM.

04-28-2010, 11:12 PM	#9 (permalink)
wegotthejazz Groupie Join Date: Apr 2010 Posts: 7	Artist: Mac Dre Album: Ronald Dregan Title: Feelin Myself I'm out of this world, not your run of the mill'n My name is furl, I'm the owner of the bill'n I'm a stoner and I'm chillin with two bitches like Jack I pimps and I macks drive a Benz and a 'lac man I've been in the back wit the groupies and the stars I've been out front with the thugs in the cars I've been in the yard with the Mexican mafia And I only run with niggaz that'll kill and die for ya I'm popular, I'm a rap star but I live like a rock star running from the cop cars I drop bars wit slaps that Knock hard and I charge for this ** extra large I'm sicker than sars higher than mars and I treat my bitch like an ATM card [Chorus: repeat 4X] I'm in the buildin and I'm feelin myself Man I'm feelin myself She's in the buildin and she's feelin herself She's lookin bad but I'm willing to help Stop it baby your killin yourself come on I got your back you could chill in my dealth I'm feelin myself too Man imagine some of the things we can do You under me Me under you Then we can catch the Liquor store before 2 We can hit my nigga and go get some shrooms And if you still want to kick it we can go get a room It won't cost you much I'm a good buy -on-discount bitch good bye what I look like mr. Frank for Free No Dough Hoe you can't with me get the out Bitch you still in my dealth You full of and I'm feelin myself [Chorus] I'm a Westcoast Bad Boy I represent it dre thats a bad toy is it rented hardy har har very funny You don't hear my tummy I gets my money My stomache ain't growlin I'm stylin and wilin' drinkin Vodka straight ** a Long Island I want my own Island bet you I'm a get it I switch hits and play with both mits I pack a 4 5th Im after your bitch he ain't doing it right shes after your scritch And I'm after hers with these macking words nerd I thought squares stayed sharp Your nothing but a mark in a bucket Sky Lark I'm playing my part I'm mr. Furly quit interrupting I'm talkin to your gurlie __________________ [sig link deleted by mods, please read the rules]

10-28-2009, 02:41 AM	#2 (permalink)
Jazz Groupie Join Date: Oct 2009 Location: Wellington, NZ Posts: 1	Sweatshop Union-I've been down [Verse Three] This song is like a counseling session (whoosah) I need to channel my aggression (whoosah) I need to handle my profession I’m the planet’s biggest panic stricken manic-depressant Questioning myself as I’m sitting right and looking back Drinking Jack, Heinekens, in both hands, crooked hat Mr. small complex smoking a cigarette Like you don’t know me, what the ** you think you’re looking at Why is the fire in my eyes like I’m evil It’s just I’m always suspicious of new people Self-centered lieutenant, I’m a well balanced soldier A lie with a strategist’s chip on both shoulders Push the bull** out of my life, keep biting Spiritual enlightenment, price this excitement Build strength within, I’m trying to find space Freedom of choice, but trying for blind faith

11-02-2009, 01:16 AM	#5 (permalink)
Fruitonica Pale and Wan Join Date: Aug 2008 Location: Aus Posts: 917	Cannibal Ox - Iron Galaxy And if there's crack in a basement Crack heads stand adjacent Anger displacement Two step arangements You were a still born baby Mother didn't want you, but you were still born Boy meets world, of course his pops is gone What you figga That chalky outline on the ground is a father figure So he steps to the next stencil, that's a hustler Infested with money and diamond cluster Lets talk in laymen terms Rotten apples and big worms Early birds and poachers New York is evil at it's core, so those who have more than them Prepare to be vic-tims Ate up by vultures, the politicians In a dog eat dog culture, that'll sick 'em Lack of mineral, we take it personal A pigeon can't drop **** if it never flew Every day is no frills, empty krills Broken 40 bottles and m.c's with skills I rest my head on 115 But miracles only happen on 34th, so I guess life is mean And death is the median And purgatory is the mode that we settle in "No doubt" I've got that Eve's Bayou sense of touch So I fought, to touch every hand of a fan to read their thoughts Battered wives, molested children Roaches on the floor, rats in the ceiling Cats walk around New York with two fillin's One is in their mouth the other, does the killin' I'm Vast Air, Kramer, top billin' Scarily good.

03-01-2010, 05:51 PM	#7 (permalink)
~~CAPTAIN CAVEMAN~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Mar 2007 Location: VAN Posts: 2,530	^word, so good

05-03-2010, 06:07 PM	#10 (permalink)
~~jamhouse~~ Account Disabled Join Date: May 2010 Posts: 2	t’ll never be my chair that your on crown so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain no oxygen otherwords there’s no heir to the throne when I die so does hip hop hitch** better sh-t bitch ass got a zip locked in a bag you *s aint been able to fade me since Kid Rock had a high top keep blogging while I’m mind boggling my zone like I’m in the twilight talking of my bone this is my mic dog I like hogging it Eminem - Despicable