Showing posts with label Hip-hop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hip-hop. Show all posts

This one goes out to all the teachers who told me I'd never amount to nuthin'

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 a 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 an 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 thirsty
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all good
...and if you don't know, now you know
-Notorious B.I.G. "Juicy"

White Rappers

I don't speak
I float in the air wrapped in a sheet
I'm not a real person
I'm a ghost trapped in a beat
-Eminem "Bad Meets Evil"

Since 911 we're still livin'
And lovin' life we've been given
Ain't nothing gonna take that away from us
Were lookin' pretty and gritty 'cause in the city we trust
-Beastie Boys "An Open Letter to NYC"

(That's all I got. Did you really expect the list to be longer than this?)

Hip Hop Lyrics

One Mic - Nas
All I need is one blunt, one page, and one pen
One prayer - tell God forgive me for one sin
Matter fact maybe more than one

Hip Hop Saved My Life - Lupe Fiasco
He said, I write what I see
Write to make it right, don't like what I be
I like to make it like the sights on TV
Quite the great life so nice and easy
See, now you can still die from that
But it's better than not being alive from straps
Agreed
A Mead notebook
and a Bic that click when its pushed and a whack @** beat

Memories Live - Talib Kweli
In my lifetime, ain't too many things better
Than watching your first son put his sentences together
Yo, it kinda make me think of way back when
I was The Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
All them teenage dreams of rapping
Writing rhymes on napkins
Was really visualization
Making this here actually happen

A Day in the Life of Andre Benjamin - Andre 3000
You'd dropped me off by the dungeon
Never came in, but I knew that you were wondering
Now are these n*ggas in this house up to something
Selling crack sack by sacks so they could function?
W-W-Well, yes and no
Yes we were selling it
But no it wasn't blow
Cook it in the basement then move it at a show
Then grab the microphone and everybody yelled HO...