The Guess That Lyric Thread

i never saw yearbook, but i own the hit list... his seg in that is one of my favorite in any movie... umm so its not that it isnt possible its in the yearbook as well, just not likely
 
If i die and go to hell real soon

it will appear to me as, this room

and for eternity ill lay in bed

in my boxers half stoned with a pillow under my head
 
Wow I can get sexual too, by say anything!

how about:

I am gross and perverted

I'm obsessed and deranged

I have existed for years

but very little has changed

I'm a tool of the government

and industry too

and i am destined to rule

and regulate you
 
It's Funk Doc

Where da weed at, bitch?!

I speed back wist, down to one-way from cops

See thas' shit?! Believe thas' shit!

Slaughter straight to camcorder, I'm too hot for t.v.

Backdraw water, my windpipes attached to Project-ballers

You yell: "Turn the heat down!"

My voice, diggi-di-round-sound, some herb round town

And chances of ya'll leavin', round now

Wait later, will make Funk page paper

They rape up the Juveline Ave Graders

Hit the High School at 187 Caesar

When I bust ya'll need to back 4 achers

Doc ya'll and that's my man Jap-A-Jaw

The shitlist ready, who next to scratch off?

I'm from the underground, my soundlib

Platform shoes to bitches, 400 pounds!

 
It took a while, but she looked in the mirror,

And she glanced at the license for my name.

A smile seemed to come to her slowly,

It was a sad smile, just the same.

And she said, "How are you Harry?"

I said, "How are you Sue?

Through the too many miles

and the too little smiles

I still remember you."
 
keep this goin

all i see is racist faces

misplaced hate makes disgrace to races

we under, i wonder what it takes to make this

one better place lets erase dont waste it
 
mad karma for this one '

Please don't believe my words are lacking honesty
I'll be the boy you can't resist
You'll be the tenth girl on my list
I'll write your name upon my chest
These less than three's will never rest
Please don't believe my words are lacking honesty
 
lupe- streets on fire....... dope song btw

"hustlin is so played out i cant stomach it, you rappers beat it to death i had to start bummin it, abused it in quotes, used it in jokes, you almost made it cool to be broke, i cant fuck with it"
 
haha this just proved you cheated. the band is from first to last and the song is called failure by designer jeans. - karma for you cheater. lets make this legit....

big old FAIL
 
first got it when he was six

didnt know any trix

matter fact first time he got on it he slipped

and landed on hip and busted his lip

for a week he had to talk like thissssss

now we can end the story right here

but shorty didnt quit there was somethin in the air

ya somethin so appealin he couldnt fight the feelin

something about it

he knew he couldnt doubt it

coudlnt understand it

brand it just the first kickflip he land it

uh labeled a misfit, abandin

cocunkcocunkcocunk his neighbors couldnt stand it

so he was bansihed to the park

started in the mornin wouldnt stop til after dark
 

I'll lay you right where you stand
You can catch a few shells
One go right through your polo, man
Usually I'm dolo and I gotta crazy team
Car kissed the ride on you, watch for the laserbeam
Shit, it's that Ol' G Flavor
Remind you of a quarter bodega and that oldie behavior
All point but I ain't tryna scuffle with chumps
My long joints got the culture power plus the double pump
Troublesome, to anyone who stands in the way
I'll stand and I'll spray, FUCK if ya man is in the way
Your girl want me cuz I do it better than you
The whole world wants me nigga, I'ma legend to you
Like LL, Rakim, Ice-T and them niggaz
Like Cube, Snoop and Dre, I'ma be seenin them figures
It don't matter, you don't have to be likin me man
Keep playin, you'll be layin there, right where you stand

 
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town

Been a whole lot happier without her face around

Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout,

Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out
 
whoops i forgot mine

When she walks, shes like a samba

That swings so cool and sways so gentle

That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh

 
Got your hands bound,

your head down,

your eyes closed.

You look so precious now.

I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this shit blood and cum on my hands.

I've come round full circle.

My lamb and martyr,

this will be over soon.

You look so precious.
 
Someone told me once that there's a right and wrong, and that punishment would come to those who dare to cross the line. But it must not be true for jerk-offs like you. Maybe it takes longer to catch a total asshole. But I'm tired of waiting. Maybe it's just bullshit and I should play GOD, and shoot you myself. Because I'm tired of waiting. Consequences dictate our course of action and it doesn't matter what's right. It's only wrong if you get caught. If consequences dictate my course of action I should play GOD and shoot you myself. I'm very tired of waiting. I should kick you,beat you, fuck you, and then shoot you in your fucking head.
 
I don't bust up in the air/

Hear the cops come, fuck if I care/

I'll throw a couple shells in your hair/

Let the bullets just tear/

Doctor gotta try and fuckin repair/

Brain fragments, you sittin in that wheelchair (stagnant)/

Them new guccis they be 1200 a pair/

That's 600 a sneaker, but it's free for you to stare/
 
Talk to me now I'm older

Your friend told you 'cause I told her

Friday nights have been lonely

Change your plans and then phone me.

We could go and get 40s

Fuck goin' to that party

Oh really, your folks are away now?

Alright, let's go, you convinced me.

anyone?
 
any takers?

I reminisce for a spell, or shall I say think back

22 years ago to keep it on track

The birth of a child on the 8th of october

A toast but my granddaddy came sober

Countin all the fingers and the toes

Now I suppose, you hope the little black boy grows, huh

18 years younger than my mama

But I really got beatings cause the girl loved drama

In single parenthood there I stood

By the time she was 21, had another one

This one’s a girl, let’s name her pam

Same father as the first but you don’t give a damn

Irresponsible, plain not thinking

Papa said chill but the brother keep winking

Still he won’t down you or tear out your hide

On your side while the baby maker slide

But mama got wise to the game

The youngest of five kids, hon here it is

After 10 years without no spouse

Momma’s gettin married in the house

Listen, positive over negative for the women and master

Mother queen’s risin a chapter

Deja vu, tell you what I’m gonna do

When they reminisce over you, my god
 
Don't remember the artist, but the songs name is Reminice over you?

it's better to light a candle than to curse the dark

in the eyes of the youth there are question marks

like freedom, freedom for the mind and soul

we don't see em,

see them for their worth at all.

that’s why we lead em

lead em to these wars and what is it we feed em

feed em our impurities and who it is we treat em

treat em like the enemy humanity will need em

need em like the blood we spill and where freedom
 
^k'naan
I bang on doors, pay rent, lampin' to birth complaints
Rip flipper, make rap music during commercial breaks
Starring Galapagos Island, evolution mutant
Through the one man species, shaking leaches off his Puma's
Beach run ashore, on whores, and contaminated play
Spout try'nna out the older alligator fade away
Make us stay, please, I chisel the missile gently
Blast in the wagon, middle finger, condescends me
Green Earth bum, walk a right plank, he burst one
Like Del, keep the rugged bay, under his thumb
Aes' hid the drum, keep paint under his lung, ugly
Who can know a dog runs more than a rutty puppy
 
^^ Aesop and Del-Preservation.^^

"Flashlites report the lies, just like light flash before ya eyes, touch right through to the soul, illutions exposed, right here on a real in a theatre a real appearence"

 
thats blackout - method man & redman, redman's verse

"where money dont grow on trees

and there's thievin mc's

who cut throat to rake leaves

they cant breathe

blood splash

rushin fast

like runnin rivers

i be that whiskey in your liver

 
^duel of the iron mic by gza
Name the song and the artist of the verse
Who in the fuck?! Rappers hidin under they trucks
Jumpin through windows, actin like lightning just struck
Holdin the do', cuttin they 'fros, wearin disguises
Exercising, puttin on weight, increasing sizes
Packin they tools and rollin in schools learnin dialect
Ebonics, that ain't workin no more, we need some bias shit
Yaggfu, Demigodz alliance
We colossal like Paul Bunyan and Jolly Green Giant
 
demigodz - gods must be crazy

i am ____

i be the new generation of slaves here to make pape off the land corporations rape

from that life im trying to separate

but i guess im living dreams cuz my rents always a month late

product of an east german black

who kissed the neck

of a pretty woman named grace

........

........

as it go a little something like this,

look mom no protection now i got a baby boy by the name of jake

 
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