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[ByTheWay]

I suggest everyone to put here his/her more liked rap hip-hop songs

for me it's now "Shaham & Brandon - Body Rock"

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[ByTheWay]

Yin for yang I walk on a line
Between ghetto slang and stimulation of the mind
Life is a labyryth for dollars and cents
As I quest for cream, through the steam so dense
From the sensei me a puff, cause the tunnel is tough
Some lick shots with sound, some’ll bust from the cannon
Experts o-rig-i-nal man’ll examine
I am in fact lacking con-fus-ion, as to what’s real
And what’s illus-ion
I come from illadelph where ya health you never take for granted
As hot as the equator in a cypher round the planet
Or abnormal, niggas appearing out of portals and demanding your soul
Who controls the eight immortals but the number seven
In this continual maze, where night fight with days
Within my mind marijuan blaze
And some say I should change my ways
But it’s hard to hear the phrase through the havoc and haze
Thought’s style will never since or never cease to excella-rate
It’s the great lab dwella
Tha mentals of the roots are beyond any computer
The judge prosecutor, or the drug distributor
Respect to the ex-lex luger, my nigga malik b the intruder
Phila 5th dynasty’s the future
And dj krush is the producer, ya healin with the ginseng roots
We get ya renascence loosa
Remember me the thought I represent essentially and
Mentally eventually, ya mention me as most high
My decibels are most fly, I come to paint ya thought’s black
Yo krush, where’s it at? !!!? ? !
[malik b]
The roots bring it from the phila fifth, spill the gift
The melody of a felony is straight off a cliff
Now can I get a witness to dismiss christmas from the myth list
Man that’s bogus, let’s try to stay focused
You would think it was the fourth of july
Cause in illadelph a round of applause light up the sky
Why? don’t ask me, subtle attitudes sometimes nasty
Foul mouth bitches walk around looking trashy
Bimbos talking about where’s the indo?
Crackheads leavin babies unattended at the window
To see death, and brothers with strikes who got three left
I’m trying to make it, cause if I don’t I’ll probably take it
But perserverence is a virtue
The person that you thinking you hurting might hurt you
Ya celly might jerk too
Perhaps I’ll go to court this time when I’m summoned
But I’m a rebel to the system so I might not be coming
So if I fail, man just get up the bail
It’s just more time to write another story to tell
Ill elements, drop intelligence, black thought malik b
**** up their-re-le-vance
We got strain on the brain from bodies left in the dust
Man just leave it to us, look main aim and I’ll bust
**** betrayal just trust, all the tracks we lust
With dj krush from japan with no more need to discuss

[The Gangbanger]

Notorious B.I.G - Whatchu Want (feat. Jay-Z)

[BIG]
Throw your hands in the sky, nigga
I'm stickin' ice picks on the tip of ya dick
Give your testicles a swift kick, ain't that some ****?
Am I hard hard core, harder than a Plymouth
It ain't no myth, it's a nigga with the spliff
And a chrome four fifth pressed on ya back
So what you want, nigga? How you wanna act?
I hope civilized cause I love to see niggaz die
Brains all leakin' out on the street
And the pastor preachin' "He was a good man"
Played the bad man when the burner was in his hand
Now he's singin' sad songs with Elvis
Three to the head, bout six cross the pelvis
Ya **** with the high guy ya die
Yeah the same mother****er yellin' "Look up in the sky!"
I'm on some old neck ****, Suplex ****, hardcore sex ****, and Tec ****

[Chorus X4 - BIG + (Girl)]
What you want, nigga?
(What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?
What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?)

[BIG]
A repetitive loop
All I need to destroy a soloist or group
Huh, I put it to ya boy
Hope you got the scoop
Biggie Smalls, the rap genius
I keep the glock by the penis, the cleanest cut
**** the sluts with the big humongous butts
Huh, I use a rubber, but
My style is gushy like the hooker's pussy
And it don't take a lot of back talk to push me
Into flamin' 'em like that little nigga Damien
Pop 19 to my mother****in' cranium
Game tight, gun totin' mother****er
Niggaz in the grave thought Biggie was a ****er
I tricked 'em- I gave 'em work then I sticked 'em
I stripped 'em, cause niggaz don't want the friction
Told you before how I bring the dra-ma
Slam Larry Johnson and his Grandma-ma

[Chorus X4 - BIG + (Girl)]
What you want, nigga?
(What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?
What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?)

[Diddy adlibs]
Aye yo
Time to bring 'em back
Yeah

[JAY-Z (BIG)]
It's the Commission, niggaz
B-I-G lives on
No Remorse ??, Brooklyn
Uh, uh, uh, uh, Let's go!
It's ****in' deadly
Lucky Lefty of the Commission, bow down
By now you ****ers know this is our crown
Two Uptown bullies, Brooklyn Biggie
Bedstuy Hov like Bedstuy Gold
Behold the fly-est (it's the Commission)
Bentley drivers, Louis Vuitton buyers
Jet fuel abusers, sippin' ?Patruise?
+Once Upon A Time In America+'s muse
You based on us, you fiction
Ya eight's don't bust, you a constant contradiction
Ladies please use contraception
Conception's at a all time high with sexin'
Use protection
You ****ers shoulda never been born, shoulda never got signed
How the **** you got on?
How the **** you got Shawn?
I'm too advanced, the Lance Armstrong of the dance
Rubberband man before T.I. was
King of New York like B.I. was
B.K. all day, it's in my blood
You wanna see my mask and gloves?
What the **** you want?

[Chorus X4 - BIG + (Girl)]
What you want, nigga?
(What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?
What you want, nigga? What you, what you want nigga?)

[Diddy]
Two of the world's greatest
Brooklyn's Finest
The Commission lives on
BIG Forever
The Biggie Duets
Let's go

[Mesrop]

yesel em shat sirum Shaham & Brandon - Body Rock!!!
takje, Fat Joe - We Ridin

Fat Joe - We Ridin

[Fat Joe]
They shootin...This is the sound baby...We ridin on these bitch ass
niggaz...Joe Crack...Here we go

[Chorus] + (with adlibs from Fat Joe)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la...
This is the sound when we ride on our enemies

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
I thought I told you stay back
You aint listen the first time
He's the one that I spit in my first rhyme
Now I'm knockin' at your door
With the pistols little bitch niggaz you aint ready for war, my enemies
He's running scared screamin " Crack's back"
So my nigga take that
Niggaz tryin' to hate Crack
I'm bringing '88 back
We stay strapped comin' for cowards
**** the 9's man we comin' with choppers
Like brat-dat-dit-at(gun shot in background)
That's the sound of them guns
When we come
And you run
Cause you scared and you fear everything you heard about about us
We murder cowards
I know you heard about my words...now niggaz bow down

[Chorus 2x] + (ad libs from Fat Joe)

[Verse 2: Fat Joe]
One time for my nigga Cool, two time for my nigga Dre
The whole M-I-A
I don't know what you tryin' to portray
But you don't want to see them send my spray
Goin' against our way
Stop, admit it
God forbid it
The way these choppers spit it
You drop in minutes(uhh)
And I don't know how you dare
Nigga stop acting like a bitch you scared
Niggaz listen here
And we aint finished until your mamma in the church
Screamin "Why they took my son up on off this earth"
I know it hurts
And this is the sound when we ride
Niggaz die
When our crews collide
My enemies

[Chorus] + (ad libs from Fat Joe)

[Fat Joe]
Uhh Cool and Dre on this one
Cali, Whats up nigga
Ohh shout out my nigga ?
All my buddies with money and gold teeth
We ridin 'Fast and Furious'
My nigga Shocker hit me up
I said this is sound when we ride on our enemies

[Chorus] till fade + (ad libs from Fat Joe)

[ByTheWay]

seven gurls
shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Gurl shake dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy
Dat laffy taffy (candy gurl)
Dat laffy taffy

I'm lookin fa Mrs. Bubble Gum
I'm Mr. Chik-O-Stick
I wanna (dun dun dunt) (oh)
Cuz you so thick
Gurlz call me Jolly Rancher (Oh)
Cuz I stay so hard
You can **** me for a long time
(Oh my god!)
Gurl dis ain't no dance flo'
Dis a candy sto'
And I'm really geeked up
And I got mo' dro
I pop, I roll
It's soft I know
It's da summer time
But yo laffy taffy got me froze (oh)
get loose (oh)
get low (oh)
don't be shy
H** I'm Faybo? (oh)
I kno' you wanna ride
You a star and it shows
(What's happening? What's up? What's up? Let's go, let's go, let's go)

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Snoop Dogg feat. R Real, Pharrel - Vato

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Artist: Snoop Dogg f/ B-Real, Pharrell - Vato
Album: The Blue Carpet Treatment 2006



[Snoop Dogg]
Uh huh, hmm... I was chillin, right around my way (way!)
21st eastside of the Beach
This motherfuncker ran up on me
talkin **** with his homies like he was a straight.. G
Askin where I from while he runnin up
Gangbang, my set on e'ry one of 'em
Some things, sons they just won't change
Fools don't respect nuttin but the gangbang (bang!)
What's in, it's what's soft, Dogg is the law
I have you niggaz runnin like a marathon
Little G's tryna creep, wanna ease with it
Talkin 'bout they go get my chain and they gon' leave with it (nmm hmm!)
But they don't know once they get close
it's Tic-Tac Toe, three motherfunckers laid on the floor (watch out!)
Yeah, this happened yesterday
On the West they spray - I heard the esse say, he said...

[Hook: B-Real] + (Snoop Dogg)
Vato, you won't believe what I saw
I saw these pack of guys and they act real hard (and what they do?)
They twist the fingers and said, "You know who we are"
He said, "I don't give a funck, I'm Snoop Doggy Dogg" (uh huh!)
They keep buckin and it went too far
So Snoopy, he went straight to the trunk of his car (and what he get?)
He got his gun and they start runnin hard
He started firing and then he just charged

[Break 2X: Snoop Dogg]
(BLAOWW!) Run nigga, run nigga!
(BLAOWW!) Duck nigga, duck nigga!
(BLAOWW!) Run, motherfuncker run!
(BLAOWW!) Run, motherfuncker run!

[Snoop Dogg]
I didn't mean to hit what I hit
Now that's three motherfunckers dead and I ain't seen ****
But these niggaz'll scream for plea
Before a G like me, it's just a case whether you could see
I crack the Mac back and pop off rollin
And smack ya neck back, ya drop off, fallin
I haven't seen my momma in a week
And she ain't even ran her mouth about me
Funck that, I didn't give a funck about the law
Niggaz say they wanna brawl, you would think that they would brawlers
Believing all the things that you never saw
In it y'all, been a Dogg, smoke you like a Menthol
You think you know? But this can't go
You think you'll blow? On my door? What the funck nigga! (yo!)
See these niggaz proceed to speed
so fulfill the need to leave or you'll hear my enemies goin...

[Hook] + [Break]

[Snoop Dogg]
I wouldn't be the nigga that I am
if I didn't pop niggaz in their mouth God... damn!
And Snoop'll keep a foot on the streets
And leave 'em covered in sheets, run with them niggaz with the heat
You never seen a thug like dis
You never seen a dub like me
And I ain't weak for wanting peace
in fact I could be "Beast of the East" motherfuncker!
I never hesitate to place (place!)
A nigga really tryna change his ways
We gotta move my team, this my people's
And screaming that we need more but for 'em it's illegal
Keep a bang on the song, make it feel like a drive-by (drive-by!)
It's a shame but somebody's gotta die (die!)
They say it happens state-to-state
but when I'm mobbin L.A., all I hear the esse's say - they go...

[Hook] + [Break]

[Snoop Dogg and Pharrell]
Snoop Dogg, him bust gunshots
Skateboard P, they say him bust gunshots
DPG, them bust gunshots
BBC, you know them bust gunshots (come again, now!)
Snoop Dogg, him bust gunshots
Skateboard P, you know him bust gunshots (come again, now!)
BBC, them bust gunshots
DPGC, you know them bust gunshots (come again, now!)

[ByTheWay]

Change, ****
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y'all niggaz to get up out the hood
****, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha
Got nuttin but love for ya, do your thing boy

Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all, knahmean?
Cause I ain't mad at cha
Heard y'all tearin up **** out there, kickin up dust
[Danny Boy] I ain't...
Givin a mother****er, heheheheheh
Yeah, niggaz
[Danny Boy] ...mad at cha
Cause I ain't mad at cha

Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still roller
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn
On the block, witcha glock, trippin off sherm
Collect calls to the till, sayin how ya changed
Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope game
Heard you might be comin home, just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan
When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin large you tell me it's trouble
Congratulation on the weddin, I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that's no bull****in
I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd BOMB
on the first mother****er with the wrong **** on
Now the whole ****'s changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same mother****er bad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back
And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughin at cha
You tryin hard to maintain, then go head
cause I ain't mad at cha

[The Gangbanger]

Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph

Ol Dirty Bastard]
What y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
I'm the Osiris of this ****
Wu-Tang is here forever, mother****er
It's like this ninety-seven
Aight my niggaz and my niggarettes
Let's do it like this
I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let's take it back to seventy-nine

[Inspectah Deck]
I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block

[Method Man]
As the world turns, I spread like germs
Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn
It's my testament to those burned
Play my position in the game of life, standin firm
on foreign land, jump the gun out the fryin pan, into the fire
Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack
and +A Streetcar Named Desire+, who got my back?
In the line of fire holdin back, what?
My peoples if you with me where the **** you at?
Niggaz is strapped, and they tryin to twist my beer cap
It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
clot, we smoke pot, and blow spots
You wanna think twice, I think not
The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's coming from
Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone
Rip through your slums

[Cappadonna]
I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin
Tell your story walkin
Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns supreme
Your fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and crafts
Paragraphs contain cyanide
Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion
catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods

[Ol Dirty Bastard]
The saga continues
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang

[U-God]
Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat
We crush slow, flamin deluxe slow
For, judgment day cometh, conquer, it's war
Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb
Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms
Tune spit the ****ty Mortal Kombat sound
The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground
A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum
A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem
Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics
My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich California smell
An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng
Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king

[RZA]
Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us
A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober
Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like Flare
Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in particular
My beats travel like a vortex, through your spine
to the top of your cerebrum cortex
Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex
Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream
now terminal, like Grand Central Station
Program fat baselines, on Novation
Getting drunk like a ****, I'm duckin five-year probation

[GZA]
War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous
Many of the victim family save they ashes
A million names on walls engraved in plaques
Those who went back, received penalties for the axe
Another heart is torn as close ones mourn
Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song

[Masta Killa]
The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds

[ByTheWay]

Just downloaded it, so not bad
http://www.zaycev.net/pages/693/69371.shtml

[ToschaSteinberg]

Well, as for me, I went back to the roots and keep on enjoying "The Message" by Grandmaster Flash...
It's a true damn classic!

[old griot]

RUN DMC

"It's Like That"

[Run]
Unemployment at a record highs
People coming, people going, people born to die
Don't ask me, because I don't know why
But it's like that, and that's the way it is

[D.M.C.]
People in the world tryin to make ends meet
You try to ride car, train, bus, or feet
I said you got to work hard, you want to compete
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!

[Run & D.M.C. alternate lines for the remainder of the song]
Money is the key to end all your woes
Your ups, your downs, your highs and your lows
Won't you tell me the last time that love bought you clothes?
It's like that, and that's the way it is

Bills rise higher every day
We receive much lower pay
I'd rather stay young, go out and play
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!

Wars going on across the sea
Street soldiers killing the elderly
Whatever happened to unity?
It's like that, and that's the way it is

Disillusion is the word
That's used by me when I'm not heard
I just go through life with my glasses blurred
It's like that, and that's the way it is
Huh!

You can see a lot in this lifespan
Like a bum eating out of a garbage can
You noticed one time he was your man
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is

You should have gone to school, you could've learned a trade
But you laid in the bed where the bums have laid
Now all the time you're crying that you're underpaid
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!

One thing I know is that life is short
So listen up homeboy, give this a thought
The next time someone's teaching why don't you get taught?
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is

If you really think about it times aren't that bad
The one that flexes with successes will make you glad
Stop playing start praying, you won't be sad
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!

When you feel you fail sometimes it hurts
For a meaning in life is why you search
Take the bus or the train, drive to school or the church
It's like that, and that's the way it is

Here's another point in life you should not miss
Do not be a fool who's prejudiced
Because we're all written down on the same list
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is
Huh!

You know it's like that, and that's the way it is
Because it's like that, and that's the way it is


esel uzum ei asei pxik

[ToschaSteinberg]

Pharoahe Monch - "Simon Says"

[ByTheWay]

WC E-40 and Christ Bearer - "When The Guns Come Out"

[ToschaSteinberg]

Run DMC - My Adidas

[nucleusfermi]

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