we had this thread in the old forum. just write random rap lyrics you like.


"That's my man, any time I holla holla with me
We shared chicken sandwiches they was a dollar fifty"
-Cam'ron ("Get Down")

"We tie dynamite to the rhino-type, wino might find yo site
sell the information for a dime o' white, that china china
I'm behind the diner selling marijuana to a minor minor
elder fella looking for that shine, I'll shine ya
my mind's designer, you a dime I'll dine ya
madonna momma, body bottled, your fine I'm finer
time to climb her, climb behind vagina
then I hymen grind her til her mom remind her"
-Cam'ron ("Harlem Streets")

i'm up early cos there ain't enough light in the daytime
smoke two sweets and get in these streets out the pop up line
bring that holder, my boulder smoulder on the P.A. pipes
ak loaded, as i get swallowed under city lights

-pimp c, one day

'not long is how long this rhyme took me'

- ghostface, protect ya neck

and i'm just so biased toward this bun b verse. epitome of badass.

Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a ho
Now this was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no God damn sense tryin' to push me
He used to hold dick now he wanna be in my shoes

Hatin' like a baby mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues
Tryin' to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk
In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the trunk
Oh what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a pump
You aimin' that bitch in the sky you chump

Point that muthafuckah this way and dump oh what?
You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas gon' tap yo' rump
Man I thought he played bold be he ain't even fuss
Man the nigga was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'
But his trigger stayed cold I wasn't surprised

I recognized that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes
Unmask his disguise a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey
He tried to hunt the hunter and got hunted down his God damn self
In PA niggas it's where we stay ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'
So see A or E up out your life or you test yourself

And make a nigga break you off to piece the rest yo'self
Oh yes yo' health is what's in question and I hope
That this ass whoopin' teach you a motherfuckin' lesson.

"I drop megaton BOMBS more faster than ya blink"

get yoself some toilet paper cuz yo lyrics is butt

Have you ever seen your mama's cock?
- BLH

Spit so many verses sometimes my jaw twitches
One thing this party could use is more......Booze

Came here with my dick in my hand
Don't make me leave here with my foot in yo ass
Be cool, and don't worry about how I'm rippin this shit
When im flippin when kickin, nigga this just what I do
I'm effervesecet and I'm off that crescent
Nastier than a full grown German Shepherd
Motherfucker keep steppin
They don't fuck with me and they won't
Yall bitches cant catch me and you won't
Tell ya self, bitch ass throw that pussy
I'm proud of my poo nanny, and a dollar for my booty

I told yall niggas bout
goddamn taking them hoes to the Cheesecake Factory
lettin' them hoes order strawberry lemonade
and popcorn shrimp
they ain't gonna do nothin but try to get all your motherfuckin cheese

Here I stand, in front of you barack obama snitches
Fuck with my and I'll give you thirty stitches
All they see is a wanna be
You don't know me bitch just wait and see
I'm the new doctor doctor in the town mister master
I can rap about anything especially when I'm plastered
I sink ships with my loose lips, ya'll dont believe me?
Check my strips, that I just ripped, off ya back
Don't turn around and don't talk smack

Send me to jail, bitch ya'll can't stop me
I got so many people workin for me
You can try all you want, you won't suceed
Throw you in the trunk and up my speed
Now you in a fuckin lake with your legs tied
Try and obstruct freedom with all ya lies

(Scatting)
j to the u to the double l-i-a-n
You cant fuck with me

You know what I need
Somebody that who can come li-li-lick the clit
(Alright)
And a nigga who ain't thinking 'bout a Trina LP
And I'll make him go and get my shit
We can go from a fly ass jetta to a Coupe De Ville
Hotel tally ho or the Beverly Hill
A real nigga not the run of the mill
To come and spank me and make me shoot to kill
From the kitchen then you can move me
To the jaccuzzi and out the booty
Come and do your duty
Me and fat dick Ludacris making us a movie
Butt naked in a bed of cash
Make tough stuff stutter when I shake my ass
Damn she back, I though she a thing of the past
Cause I'm a bad bitch and I'm off the glass (Okay)
Having sex in little jets menage'tois
Getting buck wild no matter where we are
Indie 500 in the back of the car
In a dark ass club on the back of a bar
Never want, never ever wanna leave
Work for me like league over seas
I want a man to fulfill my needs
To keep my body trembling and buckle my knees

got more soul than a sick with a hole

Cam'ron is an underrated rapper. I love the start of this verse.

Ayo street mergers I legislated
The nerve I never hated
On murders pre-meditated
Absurd! I hesitated
Observe: cock and spray
Hit you from a block away
Drinking sake on a Suzuki we in Osaka Bay

Compton alumni a no-go
nigga you really from Paso Robles

Fuck yeah Eminem....

Yo', never was a thug, just infatuated with guns,
never was a gangsta, 'til I graduated to one,
and got the rep of a villain, for weapon concealin',
took the image of a thug, kept shit appealin',
willin' to stick out my neck, for respect if it meant life or death,
never live to regret what I said,
when you're me, people just want to see,
if it's true, if it's you, what you say in your rap's, what you do,
so they feel, as part of your obligation to fulfill,
when they see you on the streets, face to face, are you for real,
in confrontation ain't no conversation, if you feel you're in violation,
any hesitation'll get you killed, if you feel it, kill it,
if you conceal it, reveal it, being reasonable will leave you full of bullets,
pull it, squeeze it, till it's empty, tempt me, push me, pussies,
I need a good reason to give this trigger a good squeeze...

Time for some Above the Law:

I feel action speaks louder than words and verbs
And adjectives, I live the life, the given gift
Not who's first, second or third
Not he said or she said, or what you heard, nerd
Cause when you live like that, your life is mangled
In other words your life is all tangled
Up, I'm not a sucker, always go for mine
Powerlord that's hard from the start,
and we will always (climb)
To the top as I seek and achieve
Sometimes that's even higher than the others believe
I'm not a doctor on a board, I don't have a degree
Not arrogant, egotistical, I'm the epitomy
Re-take, recline, keep suckers in line
Transform into another world as I recite these rhymes
187, he's as hard as it comes
And I don't have to brag about the size of my gun, son



O.C. is pretty cool too:

Urgin' MC's, do way of my 'raft
I'm destroyin' all things to go through my path
It doesn't matter the sex type
O to C now, niggaz gettin' done by the ? in freestyle
Rhythms are constantly switchin' and changin'
Name is O.C., I wrote and arranged this
Fluctuation I add it like seized it
Before it was missed
Now more than a breeze and
Poetically astoundin', round and soundin'
My brain was paused to a beat, boomin' and bouncin'
Edo waves kickin' with the kicks asided
You must go inside and exhail, divide it





This DJ, he gets down
mixing records while he go round
to the Hip to the Hop you just dont stop
producing funky tracks till it makes you drop
conjunction junction, whats my function
I'm hookin up tracks so that niggaz can function
its not Pete Rock or that nigga Dr. Dre
its this muthafuckin nigga from around the way
the one who brings you styles on timesy, whymsy
thats why its so hard to find me
conduction, construction when I bust choo choo, bustas
its a must when I bust when I bust, I gotta come correct
the R to the E to the S-P-ect architect
yup nigga no I'm not tweakin
its one of the 16 minds that I'm speaking
the W-A the double R the E into the uhh
A-B-C-D-E-F to the muthafuckin G
ooh shit as I flex I wrecks I checks
so whats next