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The best LYRICS ever???

Illogistix

TRIBE Member
BIG is the ILLEST.

(Fuck all you hoes) Get a grip motherfucker.

Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter, and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'?

Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh


[Notorious B.I.G. - Verse One]
It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good
9Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh0


[Chorus by Total]
You know very well, who you are
Don't let em' hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a go, but not that many
'cause you're the only one, I'll give you good and plenty


[Notorious B.I.G. - Verse Two]

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap,
I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good

Uh...(it's all good nigga)
and if you don't know, now you know, nigga

[Chorus by Total]
You know very well, who you are
Don't let em' hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a go, but not that many
'cause you're the only one, I'll give you good and plenty


[Notorious B.I.G. - Verse Three]
Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this
50 inch screen, money green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with the chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off, of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all...

(It's all good)

[Chorus by Total]
You know very well, who you are
Don't let em' hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a go, but not that many
'cause you're the only one, I'll give you good and plenty
 

terrawrist III

TRIBE Member
a few J-treds lyrics...

"i got more mic presence than a class full of scitzophrenics..."

"you could'nt be down with me even if you were gravity!"

and those are just freestyles!
 

Jetsfan

TRIBE Member
AND WE THOUGHT THAT NATION-STATES WERE A BAD IDEA

"Publicly subsidized! Privately profitable!" That's the anthem of the upper-tier (the puppeteer untouchable). We focus a moment, nod in approval and bury our head back in the bar-codes of these neo-colonials while our former nemesis (ah, the romance!): the nation-state, now plays fund-raiser for a new brand of power-concentrate. Try again, but now we're confused- what is "class-war"? Is this class war? Yes, this is class war. And I'm just a kid- I can't believe that I gotta worry about this kind of shit! What a stupid world! Yeah, this is just beautiful... absolutely no regard for principle. What a stupid world. (We're): 1) born 2) hired 3) disposed! Where that job lands, everybody knows and you can tell by the smile on the CEO's that the environmental restraints are about to go. You can bet that laws will be set to ensure the benefit of unrestricted labor-laws (all kept in place by displaced government death squads). They own us. They produce us. They consume us. Can you fucking believe this? What a stupid world. Fuck this bullshit display of class-loyalties. The media and "our" leaders wrap it all up in a flag- their fucking shit-rag. hooray!
 

Jetsfan

TRIBE Member
AND WE THOUGHT THAT NATION-STATES WERE A BAD IDEA

"Publicly subsidized! Privately profitable!" That's the anthem of the upper-tier (the puppeteer untouchable). We focus a moment, nod in approval and bury our head back in the bar-codes of these neo-colonials while our former nemesis (ah, the romance!): the nation-state, now plays fund-raiser for a new brand of power-concentrate. Try again, but now we're confused- what is "class-war"? Is this class war? Yes, this is class war. And I'm just a kid- I can't believe that I gotta worry about this kind of shit! What a stupid world! Yeah, this is just beautiful... absolutely no regard for principle. What a stupid world. (We're): 1) born 2) hired 3) disposed! Where that job lands, everybody knows and you can tell by the smile on the CEO's that the environmental restraints are about to go. You can bet that laws will be set to ensure the benefit of unrestricted labor-laws (all kept in place by displaced government death squads). They own us. They produce us. They consume us. Can you fucking believe this? What a stupid world. Fuck this bullshit display of class-loyalties. The media and "our" leaders wrap it all up in a flag- their fucking shit-rag. hooray!


"Publicly subsidized! Privately profitable!" That's the anthem of the upper-tier (the puppeteer untouchable). We focus a moment, nod in approval and bury our head back in the bar-codes of these neo-colonials while our former nemesis (ah, the romance!): the nation-state, now plays fund-raiser for a new brand of power-concentrate. Try again, but now we're confused- what is "class-war"? Is this class war? Yes, this is class war. And I'm just a kid- I can't believe that I gotta worry about this kind of shit! What a stupid world! Yeah, this is just beautiful... absolutely no regard for principle. What a stupid world. (We're): 1) born 2) hired 3) disposed! Where that job lands, everybody knows and you can tell by the smile on the CEO's that the environmental restraints are about to go. You can bet that laws will be set to ensure the benefit of unrestricted labor-laws (all kept in place by displaced government death squads). They own us. They produce us. They consume us. Can you fucking believe this? What a stupid world. Fuck this bullshit display of class-loyalties. The media and "our" leaders wrap it all up in a flag- their fucking shit-rag. hooray!
 
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noahmintz

TRIBE Member
What do you have when you have 36 prostitutes adn 30 cents in your pocket ... proof that ho's come a dime a dozen

stu
 

patio-d

TRIBE Member
i used to jet like pro hockey for winipeg in its heyday
first spliff off the plane, eyes red as supergreg in his k-way
but without the 'stache and unibrow.
i try to speak but can't rememeber how,
too fucked! until I start to flow in verse...
and my rhymes get unstoppable like a police-escorted hearse.
the funeral's for you...
and the lyrics of your whole weak crew,
who tried to roughride against me but got left spitting goo.
while i spit venom like a cobra in the brooklyn zoo.
nothing left to gain
i blow away all challengers like portage and main.
and i'm the new champ of winnipeg and here starts my reign.


step up.
 

Illogistix

TRIBE Member
Step up?

I'm steppin in -
The Next Batter -
Here to shatter your Bladder -
Cause just like Biggie -
I'm just come Phatter -

And I'm pimpin ya numba 1 ho -
She be suckin' my toes -
Behind your back -
Up in her shack -
I'm making sloppy Joes -
My 8 inches is stacked -
Up in her soppy rose -
Or maybe its a tulip -
Whatever - I still screws it -
I Mash it up - make it squishy -
When your lady is with me -
She forget about you -
And your weakass Crew -
Cause in Winnpeg -
I'm the Don -
Make all ya peeps say TRU -

The outlawed rebel -
I'm fuckin' Incredible -
Till I step out -
You got no clout -
Or no clue what rappins' about -
So get the fuck out -
Of my town -
Ya hip-hop clown -
The Peg's got it locked -
And you is going down -
Your ova -
In Manitoba -
Better move to -
Fuckin' MooseJaw -
Cause there be no more room -
When I'm droppin the boom -
You better bust out ya broom -
Make like Harry Potter -
And Jet to Saskatoon!


Word!
 

patio-d

TRIBE Member
move outta town?
ya gotta be kidding me clown.
i'll piss on your girl to mark my place before i bang her in the brown.
move to moose-jaw?
how can i move inside your mom's face?
only shit that moves in there is her tongue and my spooge, ace!
excuse me plurry ravers i don't mean get to drastic...
but cat's illogical rhymes are begging for an ass-kick.
dude's logistix are off
his wordplay is soft
and his flow is handicapped like Corky playing golf.

step-up again stix
cause i'm still on my perch!

 

Illogistix

TRIBE Member
Pat-D -

Back So soon?
Ya got smacked-up in the 'Toon?
Your wack MC'n got booed -
And now you crawlin' back -
For my lyrical crack -
Like a junkie jonesin for tunes -
Cause you hooked on my styles -
Been crawlin for miles -
For a taste of this Ills -
Hendrix called the Voodoo chile -
So bust out your needle and spoon -
Cause it's gettin' high noon -
Better back up - and make room -
For this freestyle goon
I'll slug ya like Mike
When I grab the mic
My lyrics start fights
If you in my sights
I'll take chunks off ya ear
Whenever you near you cower in fear
The whole crowd will cheer
Go wild when they hear
My illlyrical gear.

So know this one thing
If you step in the ring
Imma champion at this ting -
They even call me king.

So bow down.
 
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