ITT: God tier lyrics

Eons beyond that line never crossed
By them punks living soft while I ride that bomb
Dr. Strangelove into the sun, look no hands, megatons

>he listens to music with lyrics

>>70722365
Nigga this might be my favorite rap song
>Cuz niggas' styles old like Mk 5 sneakers, lyrics are weak like clock radio speakers

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Lately I have been frequenting bad houses
Places no respectable man would be seen
I hate myself for my weakness
My past sickens me
I tell myself I will not go
Even as I drive there
I hate myself for my weakness
My past sickens me

The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
But it's not that way
I wasn't born to lose you
I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you.

>Excuse me, Mister, do she got a sister?
>Who he not to kiss her? True, she do got a blister
>Now the movie plot twists like a Twizzler
>If I needed my meat burned I'd go to Sizzler
>Getting paid like a biker with the best crank
>Spray it like a high-ranked sniper in the West Bank

>>70722365
Rap isn't music

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Obnoxious topic, major labels flavor tropical
Punchlines, that’s unstoppable

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>Bitch harm me, the Swiss army knife in my hand
>Know thes shit corny, but it can end the life of ya senpai
>Niggas know Sean nice with the hands, watch me punch up your face
>Dig in your pockets, leave you right where you stand

>Let it be known, gold ring embedded with stone
>So when I punch you in the head, the shit'll dent up your dome

>Some say Sean Price is, nicest on mic devices
>Pack power which make me more mightier than Isis
>Try this, that's when the Ruck shakes the richta
>Inflicters of pain my aim is to rip ya
>Picture you tryin to break through my path
>My eight blasts all you fuckin snakes in the grass

Not the most technical rapper but every song has entertaining punchlines for days

>>70725859
>senpai
lmao, should be f-am

>>70722365
Wow don't you just love flexing lyrics?

Just kidding they're fucking pointless and serve absolutely zero purpose other than filler

glad to see GZA getting some more credit on here for his lyrics in particular
top 3 MC of all time for me

>>70725940
yeah haha gza never gets credit on /mu/

>Look around you find the ground
>Is not so far from where you are
>But not too wise
>For down below they never grow
>They're always tired and charms are hired
>From out of their eyes
>Never surprise

>nigga

disregarded

>>70725969
people post liquid swords as one of their favorite hip-hop albums but im saying his verses and his lyrics in particular are not mentioned explicitly very often

>>70722365
I wanna fuck you hard on the sink, after that, give you somethin to drink

>MANHATTAN KEEPS ON MAKING IT
>BROOKLYN KEEPS ON TAKING IT
>BRONX KEEPS CREATIN IT
>AND QUEENS KEEPS ON FAKING IT

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As I go through life in search of everything
I have wished my heart away
I have watched this all behind a fear of pain
No one knows this more than I...

I need one more to take it home now
I've got no more to turn the page
...Please, I love her.

Jaya seeyaa raama, jai jai hanumaan
Jaya seeyaa raama, jai jai hanumaan

Have I told you lately all that you mean to me?
Have I told you that I love you?
Have I called to say I'm sorry I made you feel this way?
Even told you that I care?

Just need one more to take this home now tonight
I've got no war to fuel the rage
Just need one more to take this home now
I've got no more to fear the pain

I love her.

Listen you can tell your lawyer that he can go to hell because I can take whatever you are offering reasonably well. Four long years come to nothing it's alright because it's your birthday it's your birthday tonight and I went to buy you something but I caught myself in time.
And nothing makes any sense anymore.
But everything rhymes.
Die hard, die kicking, old habit of mine

Just trying to buy me some time, then I remembered this magic trick
Den den den den den den, go go gadget dick!
Whipped that shit out, and ain't no doubt about it
It hit the ground and caused an earthquake and power outage
I shouted "Now bitch, lets see who gets the best!"
Stuffed that shit in crooked and fucked that fat slut to death

I heard of a saint who had loved you,
so I studied all night in his school.
He taught that the duty of lovers
is to tarnish the golden rule.
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
he drowned himself in the pool.
His body is gone but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool.

This or Rihanna's 'rude boi' always gets to me

>Every time I spit these motherfuckers want to quote shit
>But I don't write lyrics I write books full of potions

[instrumental]

VOLCANO PUSSY MELT YOUR PETER LIKE ICE

>>70722365
>Why is the sky blue?
>Why is water wet?
>Why did Judas rat to the Romans while Jesus slept?

>>70726595
Deep2forme

>>70726056
what about staten island?

Ayo spiced out Calvin Coolers, loungin with seven duelers
The Great Adventures of Slick lickin with six Rugers
Rock those big boy Bulottis outta Woodbridge Porch for the biggest beer
Season giraffe ribs
Rotisserie ropes, hickory cinnamon scented glaze perfected, find truth within self, let's smoke

>>70725213
What are you implying?

>>70725897
>flexing lyrics?
Wdhmbt?

Sweetheart of Sigma Chi
I wish I were a Catholic with only a year or two to live

>;_;

I need somewhere of my own,
Somewhere I feel I can grow,
Grow with the flowers out on my front porch.

Somewhere with an olden touch,
Wooden floorboards, the whole lot;
Fire place and high ceiling,
An old tin roof, character and feeling.

A big old garden we can lounge in,
Raise our kids and raise our dogs in,
It can't be too far away now.

Somewhere we'll be proud to call,
Our home - our castle,
And oh hows the serenity my love?

And I can just picture it now;
All my friends in one big house,
Surrounded by the ones we love the most.

And maybe when we're older,
It will all be easier.

Home sweet home, I need somewhere I can grow.
It can't be too long to go til we are home sweet home.
Home sweet home, with the ones I love the most,
We will be one big family, we'll be home sweet home.
Home sweet home, I need somewhere I can grow...

>>70722365
>So now you know the story the rap side crack side how I smoke funk smack bitches on the backside

Just for the pure flow on it

>Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way

>On your final days, they will come
>Like a child you'll walk into the unknown
>On your final days, when they come
>Like a child you'll walk into the unknown

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>now a nigga got bakin to bake
>harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake
>shaking to bake, shaking the jakes
>kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake
>just ya picture tho - you still taped in a lake
>i'm laughin, you couldn't wait to escape
>for anyone who owed the dough, i had to load the fo
>i hope a nigga heard when i said "i told you so"

>>70725897
>Wow don't you just love flexing lyrics?
Here are some actual flexin lyrics.
"Mean mug, nigga you gon mug who?
Rob me? nigga we gon rob you
Choppers on me, niggas we don't give a fuck
I'm in the club, nigga fuck your mean mugs"

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BEST RAP LYRICS COMING THROUGH

>But all of it showed, but you never were there
>So lets really see if you cared
>Knew if you needed then he would be there
>To put all the blame onto you isn't fair
>But all you care bout is your makeup and hair
>Your taking a selfie, I'm taking your shit
>I see all your pics, I see who you picked
>And just know it eats me alive
>You're happy with him, that you're happy with him
>Damn, I'm jealous creeping through your instagram
>And find myself asking why the fuck that I still give a damn
>About you, about us, like Mark give her the fuck up
>And although I hate his guts, I gotta give your man that thumbs up
>Cause he was bringing you close
>Now he's been the one, who wanting the most
>One minute I hate you, one minute I love you
>Well right now I'm writing and feeling em both

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Look Dad I did it
Yup, look Dad I did it

This the same boy that was dancing in your kitchen
And in the back seat singing, that’s tradition

It sucks it took you passing to get me close to my sisters
And my little brother not close enough I admit it
Just sucks when I’m at your funeral and no one know I existed

And I'm the one with your name man, isn't that twisted?
But I ain’t really tripping man, that’s family business

Had the same outfit on I graduated in
Cause I heard you were fighting the doctors
And they still made you miss it

And that was down to the shoes
The Stealth Foams, my favorite
Third and last time will be at my first Grammy nomination

Like look Dad I made it
Yup look Dad I made it
This the same boy that was dancing on the pavement

The same kid that was at that hospital waiting
The same that ain’t going to stop ’til I’m the greatest

>>70730814
Literally who.

>The world is not my home
>I'm just a passin through