Best rap song ever.

[J]

Juicy Lyrics (Notorious B.I.G.)



Notorious B.I.G. - Juicy Lyrics
[Intro:]

(F**k all you hoes) Get a grip motherf**ker.

Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above
the
buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police
on
me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my
daughters,
and all the niggaz in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'?

Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh

[Verse One:]

It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born filla, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good

Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh

[Chorus:]

You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a go, but not that many
'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

[Verse Two:]

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good

Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga

[Verse Three:]

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 a 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 thirst-ay
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all...

(It's all good)

...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh

Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh
Uh, yeah, a-ight

[My Cobra]

so much anger damn that mtv

[hrsepwrbrat]

I never have been able to listen to rap, but I thought I'd give this a read anyway. No offense but I have discovered that I can't read rap either!
:guitarist

[auriansmustang]

i dont know if its the best but it still is a good one

[stone_turp]

J are you THAT bored.

My personal Favorite- If heaven aint alot like Dixie( I don't want to go) Hank Williams JR.

[SDRMustang1]

J are you THAT bored.

My personal Favorite- If heaven aint alot like Dixie( I don't want to go) Hank Williams JR.
does that qualify as rap?

my personal fav, "changes" by Tupac, but thats for personal reasons as well as the song...

[Rwest75]

Not a rap fan, however i have to disagree with you on the greatest rap song ever. Pay attention Son, this is a little before your time. This is some old school shit right here. This is the reason for the explicit lyrics labels on music today.

This is 2 Live Crew's "Hey we want som P****!

Chorus(4x): luke
Somebody say hey-y-y-y-y we want some p*-*-*****-y-y!
(hey-y-y-y-y we want some p*-*-*****-y-y!)

Verse 1: (brother marquis)

You see, me and my homies like to play this game
We call it amtrak but some call it the train
We all would line up in a single-file line
And take our turns at waxing girls' behinds
But every time it came to me, i was shit out of luck
Because i'd stick my d*** in, and it would get stuck
The girls would say "stop!" i'd say "i'm not!
That's enough, i quit, 'cause y'all are bustin' me out!"
I say, girls, don't hide it, just divide it
And please don't knock it until you've tried it
So to all of you b****** and all you hoes
Let's have group sex and do the rambo!

Chorus

Verse 2: fresh kid ice

I'm the peter piper of the 1980's
Got a long hard dick for all of the ladies
I don't care if you got three babies
You can work the sitck in my mercedes
If you wanna blow, just let me know
We can go backstage at the end of the show
I'll look at you, and you will look at me
With my d*** in my hands as you fall to your knees
You know what to do, 'cause i won't say please
Just nibble on my d*** like a rat does cheese!

Chorus

[SDRMustang1]

lol, while that is a classic and very good song, you gotta go all the way back to rappers delight!! thats the ultimate classic

[stone_turp]

originally posted by SDRMustang1
does that qualify as rap?

It rhymes and Hank JR. never could carry a tune and he more or less talks in his songs so is it rap? Yes it is. REDNECK RAP!!!! :asswave: :guitarist:

[AJ SnkNV]

I have to go with some Public Enemy and say Fight the Power

[White Stang]

I never have been able to listen to rap, but I thought I'd give this a read anyway. No offense but I have discovered that I can't read rap either!
:guitarist
:rofl: About half way through reeding this I came to the conclusion that without the music it is just :ranting: :tmi: :lol:

[J]

:rofl: About half way through reeding this I came to the conclusion that without the music it is just :ranting: :tmi: :lol:
:rofl: :rofl:

[Rwest75]

you want music? hold on

Ryan

[Rwest75]

Heres some old school 2 Live crew.

Ryan

we want some p****! (http://members.carolina.net/kwest70/Audio/forum/WeWantSomPussy.mp3)

Me So Horny (http://members.carolina.net/kwest70/Audio/forum/MeSoHorny.mp3)

Face down Ass up (http://members.carolina.net/kwest70/Audio/forum/FaceDownAssUp.mp3)

[Leo]

i HATE mtv "rap". 50 cent. jayz, busta rhymes p diddy theyre not rap artists.

listen to Immortal Technique, Nas, Atmosphere, a tribe called quest, pretty much anything old school or underground and there u listen to REAL good rap

[93ramvert]

I never have been able to listen to rap, but I thought I'd give this a read anyway. No offense but I have discovered that I can't read rap either!
:guitarist


Thats because you don't know Ebonics

The same sentence above in Ebonics

Yo Cuz yu aint knowin no Ebonics shorty

[Leo]

^^werd...

[02 GT Chick]

This is gay but my one of my favorite raps for years has been, "You saw my blinker bitch" I often get roadrage at dumbasses and blast this song...

This is a story I'll never forget
About the day my new car got hit
It caught me off guard cause it happened so quick
When I heard the crash I got mad as hell
Cruising down the highway fast not slow
Ninety miles an hour in my 5.0
People waving at me cause they know who I am
Alpine stero blasting a jam
Put the top down said my girlfriend
Then my damn hat blew off in the wind
I got kinda mad cause it's the hat I just bought
I shoulda put her out it was all her fault
Day was friday date was ten
My girl was looking good on a strem
She smacked my hand when I put it on her rear
Said hit me again and I'll break your wrist
That day I dressed all in white
Takin' my girl to Palm Springs for the night
I was hoping I could find a short cut
I was tired plus I had a rash on my butt
There was this lady in a pinto coup
'bout 90 years old I could tell by the droop
Driving off fast borderline insane
Glass so thick couldn't stay in her lane
I swerved left then I swerved right
She was still tailgating me too damn tight
To the left lane I tried to switch
Then you saw my blinker bitch

We both pulled off on the side of the road
I was hot ready to explode
The only thing stopping me from breaking her nose
Is I was 21 and she was 90 years old
Then the police came turn the lights off
The lady started cryin' and the cop got soft
The cop said ah it'll be ok
Wrinkled old bag lookin' like a charpe
I said wait what's going on cap'
Her car's fine my car is wrecked
Then I saw what happened in the crash
Her dentures came out her mouth and got stuck in the dash
You hit me I didn't hit you
Stop holding your neck lady you can't sue
It's your fault you caused all this
You saw my blinker bitch

Wednesday October the fourth
That's when we got our day in court
That lady destroyed my case
She came in a wheelchair and a neck brace
I jumped up I said you must be jokin'
Come on judge her neck ain't broken
Well I'll be damned
Wrinkled old bag started cryin' on the stand
The balif grabbed me slammed me on the ground
Judge said boy you'd better calm down
Aren't you one of them damn rap singers
Yeah then I gave him the finger
Judge held me in contempt of court
For givin' him the finger and things of that sort
Anything to say before you're dismissed
Just one you saw my blinker bitch