I am not a avid rap fan but I like underground stuff...

here is my favorite lyrics from immortal techniques, it is about political scandals and conspiracies and i am into that

Cause of Death - Immortal Technique
[i]You Better watch what the [:-censored] flies out of your mouth,
or I will hijack a plane and crash it into your house,
burn your apartment with your family tied to your couch,

I doubt that there could ever be,
a more wicked mcee,
because aids infected child molesters aren't sicker then me,

I see the world for what it is beyond the white and the black,
the way the government down plays historical facts,
because the United States sponsored the third reich,
and how the CIA trained terrorists how to fight,
build bombs and sneak box cutters onto a flight,
When I was a child the devil brought me a mic,
but I refused because God sent me to strike,
with skills unused liek filopian tubes of a dike,
my words will expose George Bush and Bin Laden,
as two seperate parts of the same seven headed Dragon,
and you can't fathom the truth so you don't hear me,
You think illumnati is a [:-censored]ing conspiracy theory?
that is why conservative racists are all running [:-censored],
and your phone is tapped by the federal government,
technique I rip a rapper to pieces indecently,
packing weapons illegal because I am never hesitant,
sniper scoping commision controlling the president,

Father forgive them for they dont know right from wrong,
the truth will set you free written down in this song,
and the song has the cause of death written in cold,
the word of god brought to live that will save your soul

I hacked the pentagon for self incriminating evidence,
Of republic and manufacutered white powder pestilence,
marine core flak vest with the guns and ammo,
spitting bars like a demon stuck inside a piano,
turn a sambo into a soldier with just one line
now heres the truth about the system that will [:-censored] up your mind:

They gave al qaeda 6 billion dollars in 1989 to 1992,
and now the last Chapters of revelations is coming true,
and I know alot of people find it hard to swallow this,
because subliminal messages make you hate my politics,
but you act like america wouldnt destroy two buildings,
in a country that was sponsoring bombs dropped on our children,
I was watching the towers and though it wasn't the closests,
I saw it crumbling like it was filled with explosives,
and they thought nobody noticed the news report that they did,
about the bombs planted on the washington bridge,
four non arabs arrested during the emergency,
and then it disappeared from the news permanently,
they dubbed a tape of Osama and they said it was proof,
jealous of our freedom I can't believe you bought that excuse,
rocking the mother[:-censored]ing flag dont make you a hero,
word to ground zero,
the devil crept into heaven,
god slept on the 7th,
the new world order was created on September 11,

Father forgive them for they dont know right from wrong,
the truth will set you free written down in this song,
and the song has the cause of death written in cold,
the word of god brought to live that will save your soul

And just so conservatives don't take it to heart,
I don't think bush didn't because he is't that smart,
He is just a stupid puppet taking orders on his cell phone,
the same people ou sabotage Senator Wellstone,
the military got it popping and locking,
looking four ways to justify the Wolfawitz doctrine,
and as a matter of fact Rumsfeld without a 9/11 you could't have a war in iraq,
or a defensive budget of world domination coquest proportions,
kill freedom of speech and revoke the right to abortion,
tax cut extortion a blessing to the wealthy and wicked,
but you stil have to answer to the armmagadeon you scripted,

And [:-censored] Cheney you [:-censored]ing leech tell em your plans,
to build a pipeline through afghanistan,
and how isreali troops train the taliban in pakistan,
you may have some house people fooled but I understand,
Colonialism is sponsored by corperations,
that's why Haliburton gets payed to rebuild nations,
Tell me the truth I don't scare into paralysis,
I know CIA saw Bin Laden in Dialysis,
In 98 when he was top ten in the FBI,
Government Ties is really why the Government lies,
read it yourself instead of asking the government why...


it has some "end of the world" allusions too...

if anyone reads all that, i suggest u get a life.

quote:Originally posted by DeafBox
if anyone reads all that, i suggest u get a life.


Ohhh why don't you go wreslte some crocs

Famine, great song. Those lyrics are off the [:-censored]ing hook. He's got lyrical talent, unlike mainstream rappers..... URBODY IN THE DA CLUB GETTIN TYPSY. Yeh, [:-censored] that.

Anyways, great song....... didn't know u were a fan of the underground. Maybe you sohuld add me on MSN.

Anyways, I'll add some lyrics later. I dunno if I sohuld tho, the hip hop culture isn't very popular around here.

Oh, and you'll learn something from reading those lyrics. Those lyrics are kinda [:-censored]ed tho. Did you type them? They are missing parts of sentences. heres full lyrics for anyone interested in downloading the song and listeing: http://www.ohhla.com/anonymous/immortal/rev_vol2/cause_of.tch.txt

Peace.

Marbire why dont you go suck some cocks dont dis Australia it owns USA any day!

Famine, rap = crap

quote:Originally posted by Element_101
Marbire why dont you go suck some cocks dont dis Australia it owns USA any day!

Famine, rap = crap


Hey guys, we have ourselves a smart fellow here. (hint the bull[:-censored])

urbody in the club get typsy oh man what a catchy song lol -_- i normally dont like rap but just for that song ill make an exception

quote:Originally posted by Element_101
Marbire why dont you go suck some cocks dont dis Australia it owns USA any day!

Famine, rap = crap



watch your mouth element, take it to PM or the bash pit.



great song famine, im going to download that right away.
ill add some of my own later.

hmmm, i would go for the one they sing about pimpin their biotches, or the one about shootin some bloodz with a 9mm...

such a stupid thing... sounds like "when jail poetry meets britney"

Bah, the beat is nice too. And yes I couldn't find the lyrics anywhere so thanks marb for the actual lyrics.

@Element,

The rap you listen to maybe, but some artists have REAL talent and their songs are like poetry instead of saying "Hoes, bitches, hoes"

tbh, dunno if its considerd as a rap song, but my most fav song that is relevent to this subject, is Eminem - Stan. i like it so much, that i used capital letters. cheers.

well i like rap.. aslong as they keep their mouth shut.. then there's actualy a nice beat in it.. (most of the time)

to me rap isnt really singing, therefore technically it doesnt have lyrics, so i cant have a favourite. [:P]

quote:Originally posted by Weed
hmmm, i would go for the one they sing about pimpin their biotches, or the one about shootin some bloodz with a 9mm...

such a stupid thing... sounds like "when jail poetry meets britney"


Second chance

quote: to me rap isnt really singing, therefore technically it doesnt have lyrics, so i cant have a favourite.

Well, the WORDS are like poems in many cases, if you know GOOD artists.

Ok, we had a big discussion on rap in the bash pit not too long ago, and it never gets anywhere.

If you think rap doesn't take talent, or all artist rap about hoes money and killing, or if you jus't dont like rap, then please don't enter the [:-censored]ing thread. If you have nothing better to do, and wanna bash it, there is always the bash pit. Jeez, seems like Weed shows up whenever the word rap is said.

2pac - Pain

[voice sample from Star Trek V]
I couln't help but notice your pain
[My pain?]
It runs deep
Share it with me!
They'll never take me alive
i'm gettin' high with my four-five
Cocked on these suckas
Time ta die
Even as a youngster
causin' ruckis on tha back of the bus
i was a fool all through high school
kickin' up dust
but now i'm labled as a trouble maker
who can you blame ?
smokin' weed helped me take away the pain
so i'm hopeless
rollin' down the freeway swervin'
don't worry
i'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry
maybe if they tried to understand me
what should i do ?
i had to feed my [:-censored]in' family
what else could i do
but be a thug
out slangin' with the homies
[:-censored] hangin' with them phonies in the club
got my mind on danger
never been a stranger ta homicide
my cities full of gang bangers and drive bys
why do we die at an early age
he was so young
but still a victom of the 12 guage
my memories of a corpse
mind full of sick thoughts
and i ain't goin back to court
so [:-censored] what you thought
im drinkin' hennessey
runnin from my enemies
will i live to be 23
there's so much pain
(Chorus)
Ohhhh....
Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain
Ohhhh....
Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain
years and years of that rough life
runnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife
and livin trifed on the regular
bokin out competitors
see them take a move and take them down like a [:-censored]in preditor
get in trouble everyday in school
act a fool
and you know i had to break every rule
showin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep
so i had to watch my back when it was time to step
[????] with love for me
pop, pop, pop
and send a chuckle up above for me
and yo come and seek ?? but i didnt cry
broke and head off with the pack and started sellin coke
and now i'm tha one that's lookin lovely
pop the drop top and all tha bitches want ta rub me
kick'em the game
it's all the same
i kick it back yo
give'em slack yo
and now they lable me tha mack yo
people check it
get disrespected if you front tha the birdman
you heard man
catch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand
Damn!
release some realistic with my biscuit
you know you get your ass twisted so run for cover
me and my man got a plan kickin' major dust
so if your on nigga look for the guage to bust
a lot of pressure with the street fame
it's a deep game
and my mama always cryin'
yo there's so much pain
(Chorus)
Ohhhh...
Ohhhh...
They got me mobbin like i'm
loc'ed and ready to get my slug on
i load my clip and slip my mother[:-censored]in' gloves on
i ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me
trust
i got my glock cocked ready if they press me
bust some mother[:-censored]ers with a PASSION
better duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BLASTIN
i'm a nut and drinkin hennessey
and gettin' high
on tha lookout for my enemies
don't wanna die
tell me why
cause this stress is gettin' major
a buck fist across my face with my razor
what can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone
keep my brain on tha game and stay head strong
these sorry [:-censored]s
want to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see
and everyday it just a struggle
steady thuggin' in the streets
and i'll be ballin' loc
don't let'em make you worry
keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried
i was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,
with a motha on drugs
i'm kickin dust up
ready ta bust
i'm on the scene steady muggin' mean
until they kill me
i'll be livin this life
i know you feel me
there's so much pain
(Chorus)
Ohhh...
Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain
Ohhh...
Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain
Ohhh...
Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain
Ohhh...
Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain
Ohhhhhh......

I just gotta post one from my fav artist, Nas. The best rapper next to 2pac.

Rule - Nas

[talking]
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, Nas, uh, yo, yo
Life, they wonder, can they take me under?
Nah, never that, nah, yo, yo

I come from the housin tenement buildings
Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death
Better known as the projects where junkies and rock heads dwell
Though I owe to it my success
With survival of the fittest, everyday is a chal'
I would think I'm a part of U.S.A. and be proud
Confronted with racism, started to feel foreign
Like, the darker you are the realer your problems
I reached for the stars but I just kept slippin
On this life mission, never know what's next
Ancient kings from Egypt, up to Julius Cezar
Had a piece of the globe, every continent
Yo, there's Asia, Africa, Europe, France, Japan
Pakistan, America, Afghanstan
Yo, there's Protestants, Jews, Blacks, Arabics
Call a truce, world peace, stop actin like savages
No war, we should take time and think
The bombs and tanks makes mankind extinct
But since the beginning of time it's been men with arms fightin
Lost lives in the Towers and Pentagon, why then?
Must it go on, we must stop the killin
Tell me why we die, we all God's children

[Chorus - Amerie, Nas in background]
All this hate can't last forever (uh, c'mon)
It's time that we stand together (yeah, for the world)
Everybody wants to rule the world (what, what, what, what, what, c'mon)
World (peace), world (peace), world (peace), world

Yo, there's brothers on the block, posted up like they own it
That's they corner, from New York to California
Got blocks locked down
Like, "dog you safe whenever you with me, see this is my town"
So the youngsters, grows in ghettos, goes to prison
At an early age, already know it's against him
So in order for him to survive, one day he must
Open up his eyes to the set backs and rise
'Cause, everybody wants a shot, in this land of opportunity
Look at what this country's got
There shouldn't be nobody homeless
How can the president fix other problems when he ain't fixed home yet
The earth wasn't made for one man to rule alone
To all colors increases, to home it belongs
I want land, mansions, banks and gold
The diamonds in Africa, oil in my control
The world's natural resources, all its residuals
But then comes foes, I have to gaurd it with missels
And I become the most wanted
But is it worth hearin a million people problems and followed by Secret Service
I guess, attempts at my life with loaded barrels
So move over Colin Powell or just throw in the towel, yo

[Chorus]

Y'all know that's my style, to hit you at the right time
No other compares to what Nas write down
Tell you my dreams, show you my pain is yours
You could get what you love, be a chain in cause
You alive right now
There's so many that's dead or locked up inside the beast, I'm a hot light now
It's whatever man think of manifest to the real
The plan is to wake up 'cause time reveals
All this hate can't forever last
All my ghetto heroes in Heaven, it's like you right here and never passed
You just transcend, I know I'm gon' see you again
Hopin I reach the world leaders and win
Ain't nothin without struggle, listen up, it's critical
We used to fear arms, now the weapons are chemical
In Hip-Hop, the weapons are lyrical
To be the best you challenge the best, then the blessings are spiritual
Top of the world for the kid and unless
Poppin any rapper's head off his shoulders no contest
I know the Most High hear me, so fly you can't near me
You scared of a mirror, my theory is that - knowledge is power
To every projects and every street corner, we gotta get ours now

[Chorus]

[talking]
Yo, niggas ain't forget [:-censored], know what I'm sayin?
Niggas ain't forget nothin man,
The men, women and children killed by the police and [:-censored]
Niggas ain't gon' forget that, you know what I mean?
Yo, what this war just show me is like, whatever you want out of life
Whatever you feel is rightfully yours, go out and take it
Even if that means blood and death
You know, that's what I was raised up on, that's what this country's about
This is what my country is, and my country's a mutha[:-censored]a

all eyes on me this [:-censored]s bangin

quote:Originally posted by Weed
quote:Originally posted by Weed
hmmm, i would go for the one they sing about pimpin their biotches, or the one about shootin some bloodz with a 9mm...

such a stupid thing... sounds like "when jail poetry meets britney"


Second chance


Strike 3!!!!!
you are out.

yes i also like nas, if you dont have the album 'god's son' i recommend you to get it

weed, please dont post if you havent got anything usefull to say...

w0rd

Nas is great. The new Lloyd Banks ablumn is decent too. Krama is one of the good songs in it.

Also Nelly - My Place got good lyrics too [:D]

Clint Eastwood

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless,but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on


Yeah... Ha Ha!
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now, time for me is nothing cos I'm counting no age
Now I couldn't be there
Now you shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs
And I'm under each snare
Intangible
Bet you didn't think so I command you to
Panoramic view
Look I'll make it all manageable
Pick and choose
Sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes
Who you think is really kickin' tunes?
Picture you gettin' down in a picture tube
Like you lit the fuse
You think it's fictional
Mystical? Maybe
Spiritual
Hearable
What appears in you is a clearer view cos you're too crazy
Lifeless
To know the definition for what life is
Priceless
For you because I put you on the hype [:-censored]
You like it?
Gunsmokin' righteous with one token
Psychic among those
Possess you with one go

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless,but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on

The essence the basics
Without it you make it
Allow me to make this
Childlike in nature
Rhythm
You have it or you don't that's a fallacy
I'm in them
Every sprouting tree
Every child apiece
Every cloud you see
You see with your eyes
I see destruction and demise
Corruption in disguise
From this [:-censored]in' enterprise
Now I'm sucking to your lies
Through Russ, though not his muscles but the percussion he provides
with me as a guide
But y'all can see me now cos you don't see with your eye
You perceive with your mind
That's the inner
So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor
Bust a few rhymes so mother [:-censored]ers
Remember where the thought is
I brought all this
So you can survive when law is lawless
Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead
No squealing, remember
(that it's all in your head)

I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
My future

btw Element is that Rodney Mullen in your sig?

thats not rap you silly [:-censored] ¬_¬

meh