Surfrider wrote:ROOTS MANUVA : Witness (one hope)

And right now, i see clearer than most
As i sit here contented with this cheese on toast.

Pharoahe Monch wrote:Decapitate his ass, smack him, slap him in the back of the truck
Exasperate the life of his man and then pack it up
Cut off his hands and send his girl multiple finger sandwiches
If she manages to damages, put her in bandages
The amateurs - bananas is the unaninmous way we choose to live scandalous
Even with doorknobs you couldn't handle this

Rotten Tanx wrote:I was always fond of these rap lyrics...

Skinnyman wrote:dont have to look for trouble, trouble itll find ya,
dont turn around it'll be right behind ya,
then september the 11th will remind ya,
nobody aint too major or minor,
if your bruck an the streets are in a brand new recliner,
grab ya dicks an girls rub ya vagina,
pay the pound i'll provide the punchliner
might look young but im a real old timer.

Dr. Dre wrote:Chicken head, chicken fed, wit' a dick in ya mouth.

Antero wrote:Dear everybody: I thought we were going to cite GOOD lyrics.

Rakim wrote:My mind starts to activate, rhymes collaborate
Cause when I heard the beat, I just had to make
Something from the top of my head
So I fell into the grooves of the wax and I said
"How can I move the crowd?"
First of all, ain't no mistakes allowed
Here's the instructions, put it together
It's simple ain't it, but quite clever

Nas wrote:Rappers, I monkey flip 'em
with the funky rhythm I be kickin'
musician, inflict the composition
of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin' cocaine,
holdin' a M-16
see with the pen I'm extreme,
now
bullet holes left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street clothes
hand me a 9 and i'll defeat foes

Nas also wrote:Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind

King Geedorah (MF DOOM) wrote:He only here to warn us what the plan is
the hour is upon us, it's bananas.
Born alone, die alone no matter who your man is
Hope he live long enough to tell it to his grandkids
King Geed'rah - three finger ring fever
spring chicken eater ID'd as a ringleader
Who needs a heater?
catch him with bare hands!
these same hands that make razors outta beer cans

soup alex wrote:I was wondering if Mr. Rodney Smith was ever getting a mention.

Ditto on "contented/contending".

Rodabod wrote:Anyway, has anyone here listened to Skinnyman? I'm sure someone will complain...

Kids wanna ride the back
What kinda shit is that?
Nowadays niggas can't wait to hit the back
Let me stand in the front with the elderly
So those other cats won't raise hell with me

PE wrote:
...They disrespected mama and treated her like dirt
America took her, reshaped her, raped her
Nope, it never made the paper
Beat us, mated us
Made us attack our woman in black
So I said sophisticated B, don't be one
Not to head the warning crack of dawn
Or is it the dawn of crack?
Stop the talk they say, but
We talk and say whats right or wrong
Some say we wasting time singin' a song
But why is it that we're many different shades
Black woman's privacy invaded years and years
You cannot count my mama's tears
It's not the past but the future's
What she fears
Strong we be strong
The next generation
It's what not who we are facin'
The fingers pointed to us in our direction
The blind state of mind needs correction
Word to the mother we tighten connection
To be a man you need no election
This generation generates a new attitude
Sister to you we should not be rude
So we come together
And make 'em all say
Damn this generation

Ice Cube wrote:Took her to the Comfort Inn, tucked her in, pulled out the 3rd leg, pumped it in

3rd Bass (MC Serch) wrote: Girl steps to me and pushes issue
"That knot you got, is that money or tissue?"
Feelin on the bulge, thinkin it's her own
I tell her that it's money and she should move on
She says she's pure from legs to her thighs
And we should talk over some chinese and fries
I tell her to step, but hey that's the scene
Cause she ain't nothin.. but a Brooklyn Queen