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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Hello. Hi. I’m still feeling rough and unwell so would you mind dropping me your favourite song lyric(s). Rap preferred but I’ll take whatever you can give  |
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Far too many lyrics to pick one so will send a couple i like your way 
Swear by the whites of my eyes
That the imagery I'm bringing is so vivid it gives sight to the blind
Christ the divine
My brain is a smart bomb, combined with Oppenheimer design.
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Intelligent infinity, malevolent epitome
They consider me as the most deadly weapon from Italy
That'll include the Benelli semi-auto artillery
Literally cryogenically treated to be invisibly
Symphony slicker than sixty Sicilianos from Sicily
Motherfuckers talkin' but never gonna do shit to me
I'm about to set it on motherfuckers officially
Rip they spine out and just put 'em out of they misery |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Oh no, sorry to hear you’re poorly Pickle!! Sending get well hugs.
Can you picture my prophecy?
Stress in the city, the cops is hot for me
The projects is full of bullets, though bodies is droppin'
There ain't no stoppin' me
Constantly movin' while makin' millions
Witnessin' killings, leavin' dead bodies in abandoned buildings
Can't reach the children, 'cause they're illin'
Addicted to killin' and the appeal from the cap peelin'
Without feelin', but will they last or be blasted?
Hard-headed bastard, maybe he'll listen in his casket
The aftermath, more bodies being buried
I'm losing my homies in a hurry, they're relocating to the cemetery
Got me worried, stressin', my vision's blurry
The question is "will I live?" No one in the world loves me
I'm headed for danger, don't trust strangers
Put one in the chamber whenever I'm feelin' this anger
Don't wanna make excuses, 'cause this is how it is
What's the use? Unless we're shootin', no one notices the youth
It's just me against the world, baby |
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"Hello. Hi. I’m still feeling rough and unwell so would you mind dropping me your favourite song lyric(s). Rap preferred but I’ll take whatever you can give "
Back when Mark Wahlberg was Markie Mark |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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I'm the mother flippin' rhymenocerous
My beats are fat
And the birds are on my back
And I'm horny…(I'm horny!)
If you choose to proceed
You will indeed concede
'Cause I hit you with my flow
The wild rhino stampede
I'm not just wild, I'm trained, domesticated
I was raised by a rapper and rhino that dated
And subsequently procreated
That's how it goes
Here's the Hiphopopotamus
The hip hop hippo
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
My lyrics are bottomless….
…..
.. …..
…
Sometimes our rhymes are polite
"Like, thank you for the dinner Ms. Wright
That was very delicious, goodnight"
Sometimes they're obscene
Like a pornographic dream
NC-17 with ladies in a stream of margarine
Hahahahaha yeah, some margarine..
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
Flows that glow like phosphorous
Poppin' off the top of this esophagus
Rockin' this metropolis
I'm not a large water-dwelling mammal
Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis?
Did Steve tell you that, perchance?
…..Steve
My rhymes and records, they don't get played
Because my records and rhymes, they don't get made
And if you rap like me you don't get paid
And if you roll like me you don't get laid
My rhymes are so potent that in this small segment
I made all of the ladies in the area pregnant
Yeah, sometimes my lyrics are sexist
But you lovely bitches and hoes should know
I'm trying to correct this
Other rappers diss me
Say my rhymes are sissy
Why? Why? Why? What?
Why exactly?
What? Why?
Be more constructive
With your feedback, please
Why? Why?
Why? 'Cause I rap about reality
Like me and my grandma drinkin' a cup of tea
There ain't no party like my nana's tea party
Hey, ho
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
Who's the motherflippin?
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
Motherflippin'
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"It's tough! Tough! Tougher than tough!
It's worse than Benny Hill - and that's bad enough."
Something must be wrong with your vocal technique
When the twelve inch mix goes on for a week
 yaaaay!! I introduced my friends to this last year. Couldn't believe they didn't know it. Still makes me chuckle all these years later. |
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"I'm the mother flippin' rhymenocerous
My beats are fat
And the birds are on my back
And I'm horny…(I'm horny!)
If you choose to proceed
You will indeed concede
'Cause I hit you with my flow
The wild rhino stampede
I'm not just wild, I'm trained, domesticated
I was raised by a rapper and rhino that dated
And subsequently procreated
That's how it goes
Here's the Hiphopopotamus
The hip hop hippo
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
My lyrics are bottomless….
…..
.. …..
…
Sometimes our rhymes are polite
"Like, thank you for the dinner Ms. Wright
That was very delicious, goodnight"
Sometimes they're obscene
Like a pornographic dream
NC-17 with ladies in a stream of margarine
Hahahahaha yeah, some margarine..
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
Flows that glow like phosphorous
Poppin' off the top of this esophagus
Rockin' this metropolis
I'm not a large water-dwelling mammal
Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis?
Did Steve tell you that, perchance?
…..Steve
My rhymes and records, they don't get played
Because my records and rhymes, they don't get made
And if you rap like me you don't get paid
And if you roll like me you don't get laid
My rhymes are so potent that in this small segment
I made all of the ladies in the area pregnant
Yeah, sometimes my lyrics are sexist
But you lovely bitches and hoes should know
I'm trying to correct this
Other rappers diss me
Say my rhymes are sissy
Why? Why? Why? What?
Why exactly?
What? Why?
Be more constructive
With your feedback, please
Why? Why?
Why? 'Cause I rap about reality
Like me and my grandma drinkin' a cup of tea
There ain't no party like my nana's tea party
Hey, ho
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
Who's the motherflippin?
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
Motherflippin'
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"I'm the mother flippin' rhymenocerous
My beats are fat
And the birds are on my back
And I'm horny…(I'm horny!)
If you choose to proceed
You will indeed concede
'Cause I hit you with my flow
The wild rhino stampede
I'm not just wild, I'm trained, domesticated
I was raised by a rapper and rhino that dated
And subsequently procreated
That's how it goes
Here's the Hiphopopotamus
The hip hop hippo
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
My lyrics are bottomless….
…..
.. …..
…
Sometimes our rhymes are polite
"Like, thank you for the dinner Ms. Wright
That was very delicious, goodnight"
Sometimes they're obscene
Like a pornographic dream
NC-17 with ladies in a stream of margarine
Hahahahaha yeah, some margarine..
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
Flows that glow like phosphorous
Poppin' off the top of this esophagus
Rockin' this metropolis
I'm not a large water-dwelling mammal
Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis?
Did Steve tell you that, perchance?
…..Steve
My rhymes and records, they don't get played
Because my records and rhymes, they don't get made
And if you rap like me you don't get paid
And if you roll like me you don't get laid
My rhymes are so potent that in this small segment
I made all of the ladies in the area pregnant
Yeah, sometimes my lyrics are sexist
But you lovely bitches and hoes should know
I'm trying to correct this
Other rappers diss me
Say my rhymes are sissy
Why? Why? Why? What?
Why exactly?
What? Why?
Be more constructive
With your feedback, please
Why? Why?
Why? 'Cause I rap about reality
Like me and my grandma drinkin' a cup of tea
There ain't no party like my nana's tea party
Hey, ho
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
Who's the motherflippin?
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
I'm the motherflippin'
Motherflippin'
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"Hello. Hi. I’m still feeling rough and unwell so would you mind dropping me your favourite song lyric(s). Rap preferred but I’ll take whatever you can give
Back when Mark Wahlberg was Markie Mark"
This is how we used to make the party start! |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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It had to be you
It had to be you
I waited around
And finally found
the somebody who
could make me be true
could make me feel blue
or even be sad just to be glad
thinking of you |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"Hello. Hi. I’m still feeling rough and unwell so would you mind dropping me your favourite song lyric(s). Rap preferred but I’ll take whatever you can give "
Taint rap, tis a choon....
https://youtu.be/4L41cXgjt3I
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I wake up every morning with my head up in a daze
I'm not sure if I should say this, fuck, I'll say it anyway
Everybody tries to tell me that I'm going through a phase
I don't know if it's a phase, I just wanna feel okay, yeah
I battle with depression, but the question still remains
Is this post-traumatic stressing or am I suppressing rage?
And my doctor tries to tell me that I'm going through a phase
Yeah, it's not a fucking phase, I just wanna feel okay, okay?
Yeah, I struggle with this bullshit every day
And it's probably 'cause my demons simultaneously rage
It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me |
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Think of you with pipe and slippers,
Think of her in bed,
Laying there just watching telly,
Then think of me instead
I'll never grow so old and flabby,
That could never be,
Don't marry her, fuck me |
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By *adyJayneWoman
over a year ago
Burnleyish (She/They) |
My current obsession is this. Lyrically it's one of the best descriptions I've heard of how depression feels for me.
It's hard to get up out of bed when everything is on its head and nothing seems to make any sense like a Bandaid on a bleeding heart, a fake a smile and fall apart and no one ever knows I'm a wreck
When the world is on your shoulders and the weight of your own heart is too much to bear, well I know that you're afraid things will always be this way It's just a bad day, not a bad life
Everything's backwards and I'm hanging on, no matter how hard I try I always come undone, backed in a corner, uncomfortably numb, watching myself become a shadow of someone
Oh, it's hard to find a place to hide, when you're running from what's inside, no matter where you go, there you are, so tonight I'll go to war with me, Cause I'm my own worst enemy and I don't wanna fight anymore
When the world is on your shoulders and the weight of your own heart is too much to bear, well I know that you're afraid things will always be this way. It's just a bad day, not a bad life.
And I know it feels so hopeless, and I know how close you are to the edge right now, so I wrote this song to say, things won't always be this way, no. It's just a bad day, not a bad life |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"Think of you with pipe and slippers,
Think of her in bed,
Laying there just watching telly,
Then think of me instead
I'll never grow so old and flabby,
That could never be,
Don't marry her, fuck me"
That lyric is just so you, somehow!  |
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By *ornyguyMan
over a year ago
Hillsborough, NI |
Every parasite needs a host
Then give Album of the Year to somebody that no one's even heard of
All I know is I wrote every single word of everything I ever murdered
Time to separate the sheeps from goats
And I got no faith in your writers, I don't believe in ghosts.
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Sorry you're feeling rough and unwell but please don't dwell on it.
Just scroll through fab get your dick hard and spit on it.
Jerk it hard, Jerk it quick, make it good, make it lite.
Play with that pickle don't leave it in it's jar all alone.
Come on now Steve get it out already and don't stop till you moan. |
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"Think of you with pipe and slippers,
Think of her in bed,
Laying there just watching telly,
Then think of me instead
I'll never grow so old and flabby,
That could never be,
Don't marry her, fuck me
That lyric is just so you, somehow! "
I'm not sure that's a good thing
But that's been my favourite song for about 20 years now |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Somebody said all the world's a stage
And each of us is a player
That's what I've been tryin' to tell you
In Act 1, I was struggling to survive
Nobody wanted my action dead or alive
Act 2, I hit the big time
And bodies be all up on my behind
And I can't help myself because I was born to shine
And if you don't like it, you can shove it
But you don't like it, you love it
So I'll be up here in a rage
'Til they bring the curtain down on the stage
I'm the greatest man that ever lived (I'm the greatest man that ever lived)
I'm the greatest man that ever lived (I'm the greatest man that ever lived)
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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"Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I'll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it  "
Bangerrrrrrr |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I get love everywhere that I go
So I go everywhere on my own
Cos I’m positive I get that respect from the roads
You next rappers talk bad but can’t walk on your own
You’re like the Liverpool anthem - you never walk alone
You man stink like you never wore cologne
Greatest fire in the booth ever. Bish Bash Bosh AKA Bashy. 
https://youtu.be/PwCP9YIuLS4 |
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"I get love everywhere that I go
So I go everywhere on my own
Cos I’m positive I get that respect from the roads
You next rappers talk bad but can’t walk on your own
You’re like the Liverpool anthem - you never walk alone
You man stink like you never wore cologne
Greatest fire in the booth ever. Bish Bash Bosh AKA Bashy.
https://youtu.be/PwCP9YIuLS4 "
This one is definitely underated. Im so glad he is doing the fire in the booth again |
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