Guest tv_party Posted December 23, 2008 Share Posted December 23, 2008 Sir Mix-a-lot - My Hooptie My hooptie rollin', tailpipe draggin' Heat don't work an' my girl keeps naggin' Six-nine Buick, deuce keeps rollin' One hubcap 'cause three got stolen Bumper shook loose, chrome keeps scrapin' Mis-matched tires, and my white walls flakin' Hit mickey-d's, Maharaji starts to bug He ate a quarter-pounder, threw the pickles on my rug Runnin', movin' tabs expired Girlies tryin' to dis 'n say my car looks tired Hit my brakes, out slid skittles Tinted back window with a bubble in the middle Who's car is it? Posse won't say We all play it off when you look our way Rollin' four deep, tires smoke up the block Gotta roll this bucket, 'cause my Benz is in the shop My hooptie - my hooptie Four door nightmare, trunk locks' stuck Big dice on the mirror, grill like a truck Lifters tickin', accelerator's stickin' Somethin' on my left front wheel keeps clickin' Picked up the girlies, now we're eight deep Cars barely movin', but now we got heat Made a left turn as I watched in fright My ex-girlfriend shot out my headlight She was standin', in the road, so I smashed her toes Mashed my pedal, boom, down she goes Law ain't lyin', long hairs flyin' We flipped the skeez off, dumb girl starts cryin' Baby called the cops, now I'm gettin' nervous The cops see a beeper and the suckers might serve us Hit a side street and what did we find? Some young punk, droppin' me a flip off sign Put the deuce in reverse, and started to curse Another sucker on the south side about to get hurt Homey got scared, so I got on Yeah my group got paid, but my groups still strong Posse moved north, headin for the CD Ridin' real fast so the cops don't see me Mis-matched tires got my boys uptight Two Vogues on the left, Uniroyal on the right Hooptie bouncin', runnin' on leaded This is what I sport when you call me big-headed I pot-hole crusher, red light rusher Musher of a brother 'cause I'm plowin' over suckers In a hooptie It's a three-ton monster, econo-box stomper Snatch your girly, if you don't I'll romp 'er Dinosaur rush, lookin' like Shaft Some get bold, but some get smashed Cops say the car smokes, but I won't listen It's a six-nine deuce, so the hell with emissions Rollin' in Tacoma, I could get burned (Sound of automatic gunfire) Betta make a u-turn Spotted this freak with immense posterior Tryin' to roll smooth through the Hilltop area Brother start lettin' off, kickin' that racket Thinkin' I'm a rock star, slingin' them packets I ain't wit' dat, so I smooth eject Hit I-5 with the dope cassette Playin' that tough crew hardcore dope The tape deck broke Damn what's next, brothers in Goretex Tryin' to find a spot where we could hunt for sex Found a little club called the N-C-O Military, competition. You know. I ain't really fazed, 'cause I pop much game Rolled up tough, 'cause I got much fame How ya doin' baby, my name is Mixalot Mixalot got a Benz boy, quit smokin' that rock Ooooh, I got dissed. But it ain't no thing Runnin' that game with the home made slang Baby got ished, Bremelo gip. Keep laughin' at the car and you might get clipped By a hooptie Runnin' outta gas, stuck in traffic Far left lane, throwin' up much static Input, output, carbeurator fulla soot Whatcha want me to do Mix? Push freak, push Sputter, sputter rollin' over gutters Cars dip low with hard core brothers Tank on E, pulled into Arco Cops on tip for Columbian cargo We fit a stereotype, that's what he said Big long car, four big black heads Cops keep jockin', grabbin' like 'gators 'Bout stereotypes, I'm lookin' nuthin' like Noriega Cop took my wallet, looked at my license His partner said Damn, they all look like Tyson Yes, I'm legit, so they gotta let me go This bucket ain't rollin' in snow It's my hooptie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest olson Posted December 23, 2008 Share Posted December 23, 2008 what's beef? beef is when i see you guaranteed to be an i.c.u. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Hanratty Posted January 9, 2009 Share Posted January 9, 2009 i had to go to college because I'm an intellectual. i only sleep with women because i am heterosexual. young mc Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
perunamuusi Posted January 9, 2009 Share Posted January 9, 2009 Especially when we playing ball at the gym I put boogers on the basketball and pass it to him Now we're grown up and think that's changed But we're still playin’ the pick your boogers game Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
perunamuusi Posted January 9, 2009 Share Posted January 9, 2009 Walking down the strreet With the bass of my box With my stomach growling Like a hungry fox When I saw this scene Or was it a dream? A big restaurant sign Called Burger King So I went inside Started stuffing my face Didn't even think About the things I ate But when the bill came up Boy, was i shocked I said, "I don't pay for nothing I'm the King of the Slops!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
delet... Posted January 9, 2009 Share Posted January 9, 2009 '89 is mine [ i wanna do one now going '20-9 is mine' ] .. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
perunamuusi Posted January 9, 2009 Share Posted January 9, 2009 Walking down the strreet With the bass of my box With my stomach growling Like a hungry fox When I saw this scene Or was it a dream? A big restaurant sign Called Burger King So I went inside Started stuffing my face Didn't even think About the things I ate But when the bill came up Boy, was i shocked I said, "I don't pay for nothing I'm the King of the Slops!" I hope you wrote this yourself. If you didn't, sauce please. one of the first records i ever bought with my own money http://www.discogs.com/Fat-Boys-Jail-House.../release/229067 b-side stick-em is the shit Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
perunamuusi Posted January 9, 2009 Share Posted January 9, 2009 also Pete Waterman demolishing Peter Jackson in the freestyle thread on beak.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
QBLA Posted February 23, 2009 Share Posted February 23, 2009 YOU ABOUT TO CATCH AIDS OR SUMTHIN'... I AINT SAYIN' THAT I GOT IT... BUT NIGGA IF I GOT IT... YOU GOT IT! WHAT! WHAT! WHAT! WHAT! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Stoppit Posted February 23, 2009 Share Posted February 23, 2009 I smoke on the mic like smokin Joe Frazier The hell raiser, raisin hell with the flavor Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan Swingin through your town like your neighborhood Spiiiiderman Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Salvatorin Posted February 23, 2009 Share Posted February 23, 2009 Broken glass everywhere People pissing on the stairs, you know they just Dont care I cant take the smell, I cant take the noise Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice Rats in the front room, roaches in the back Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat I tried to get away, but I couldnt get far Cause the man with the tow-truck repossessed my car Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest JohnTqs Posted February 23, 2009 Share Posted February 23, 2009 I'm gettin clits wet under fishnets I love to see how freaky a bitch gets I need a slut to rip a horn off a rhino Play the gyno and stick my arm up her dimehole He's the better of the best best believe he's the baddest Perfect timin when I'm climbin I'm a rhymin apparatus Lot of guts When he cuts Girls move their butts His name is Jay hear the play he must be nuts And on the mix real quick and I'd like to say He's not Flash but he's fast and his name is Jay Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Hanratty Posted February 24, 2009 Share Posted February 24, 2009 Throw your hands up in the sky And wave 'em 'round from side to side And if you deserve a break tonight Somebody say alright! (All right) Say ho-oo! (Ho-oo!) And you don't stop Keep on, somebody scream! (Owwwww!) Break down! Just do it, just do it, just do it, do it, do it! Just do it, just do it, just do it, do it, do it! Just do it, just do it, just do it, do it, do it! Just do it, just do it, just do it, do it, do it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest tbio2007 Posted February 24, 2009 Share Posted February 24, 2009 So this is a decent thread. Holds and controls you til I leave You fall deeper in the style - its hard to breathe The only time I stop is when somebody drop and then Bring em to the front cuz my rhymes the oxygen Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest JohnTqs Posted February 24, 2009 Share Posted February 24, 2009 Elvis was a hero to most but he never meant shit to me the sucker was racist simple and plain mutherfuck him and john wayne cuz i'm black and i'm proud already i'm hyped plus i'm amped most of my heroes don't appear on no stamp sample a look back bet you find nothing but rednecks for 400 years if you check ftw Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aencre Posted February 24, 2009 Share Posted February 24, 2009 (edited) As you look from whenceforth I come; riding the wind thus eliminating competition from bird`s-eye view, I`m descending in helicopters -- in a village raid Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade I`m highly intoxicating your mind -- when I`m operating on cell walls to membranes, cytoplasms to protoplasms Disintegrate em eliminate em now no one has em in battle I display a nuclear ray that`ll, destroy bone marrow in cattle Thereby destroying the entire food supply that`s crawling with AIDS, maggots, flies It`s ironic, when a demonic, government utilizes bionics and a six million dollar man to capture me Clever, however; you could never ever begin to apprehend a hologram Who`s determined to fight solely, to defend in wars a land of the holy I threw I-raq/a-rock and I-ran/I-ran <-- right there. cause I couldn`t stand anymore within the depths of the sand So don`t ask me Hu-ssein/who-sane cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain Edited February 24, 2009 by aencre Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
perunamuusi Posted February 24, 2009 Share Posted February 24, 2009 12:15, layin real low at night, Creep in a jeep hit the corner tight. I think i'm gonna clip their wings But i gotta keep it neat and clean. One-time [gunshot] this is so they momma cry Y'all shoulda eased up when I told you last time But now I gotta do it the hard way P-A-Y-back day Then we see em, the black and white on sixth street Cut a left in the lot of Mickey D?s And pulled up to the window Ssshhh! Big Mel creeped on him real slow He could see when he looked at me that a brother wasn't thinkin bout shit but the payback Rollin with a panther, trained well No need for the holler, and FUCK jail Packin two gats in the ride But the black still had, the element of suprise Now I'm aimin straight for the dome Cause I'm thinkin about my homey's mom alone Cryin cause her baby's dead man. This pig's gonna kiss the lead man. As an example so all the blue coats know YOU GET POACHED WHEN YOU FUCK WITH BLACK FOLK! I Said it til my voice was hoarse I ain't down with excessive force, But of course I wasn't heard so I'm silent now Black folk can't be non-violent now. I'd rather just lay you down, spray you down Til justice come around Cause without it there'll be no peace THE ONLY MOTHERFUCKING PIG THAT I EAT IS POLICE Do it like Jay said, throw in work Stand feet, retreat in guerilla spurts And see that the caps are peeled like potatoes Cause this is a war and pigs hate us If ya don't think so ask Nina G Cause she was raped two times by OPD By a MOTHERFUCKING PIG named Riley So when I pitch I don't flinch or smile, see I just lay low for the night to come Rounded up the click, I straight dropped the bomb And got with K-Cloud for the blowaway Ran far, rented a car, took off the plates And come back through to the place where everybody knew that they was gonna show they face at Stepped up, crept up, as I held my breath And then I squeezed.... Coffee, donuts, and... [MULTIPLE GUNSHOTS] [Officer down, we need backup, there's an office down here, WE HAVE AN OFFICER DOWN OH SHIT!] ...death Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest tbio2007 Posted February 25, 2009 Share Posted February 25, 2009 As you look from whenceforth I come; riding the wind thus eliminating competition from bird`s-eye view, I`m descending in helicopters -- in a village raid Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade I`m highly intoxicating your mind -- when I`m operating on cell walls to membranes, cytoplasms to protoplasms Disintegrate em eliminate em now no one has em in battle I display a nuclear ray that`ll, destroy bone marrow in cattle Thereby destroying the entire food supply that`s crawling with AIDS, maggots, flies It`s ironic, when a demonic, government utilizes bionics and a six million dollar man to capture me Clever, however; you could never ever begin to apprehend a hologram Who`s determined to fight solely, to defend in wars a land of the holy I threw I-raq/a-rock and I-ran/I-ran <-- right there. cause I couldn`t stand anymore within the depths of the sand So don`t ask me Hu-ssein/who-sane cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain Who was that? Im impressed Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest butane bob Posted February 25, 2009 Share Posted February 25, 2009 And if there's crack in a basement, crackheads stand adjacent Cannibal Ox - "Iron Galaxy" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest fox Posted February 25, 2009 Share Posted February 25, 2009 got asigg on my hip with an extra clip 'cause i'd rather be tried by twelve than carried by six oh, and a high five to who ever beat me hiphopopotamus a page or so ago. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest autpt Posted February 25, 2009 Share Posted February 25, 2009 if mentioned, my condolences. "this year halloween fell on a weekend; me and ghetto boys are tricker treatin'; robbin' little kids for bags" "you ain't got skills like a newborn" "halfsharkalligatorhalfman..half man half shark" there were some nice lyrics on that track "Plastic" from Prefuse's 'One Word Extinguisher' but im too lazy to check my head. there were some nice lyrics on that track "Plastic" from Prefuse's 'One Word Extinguisher' but im too lazy to check my head. something about..predetermined top tens Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Gary C Posted April 1, 2009 Share Posted April 1, 2009 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Betty Posted April 1, 2009 Share Posted April 1, 2009 Look up in the, I got the verbs nouns and glocks in ya Enter the center, lyrics bang like rico-chet, Rabbit, I brings havoc with an A-K matic, Rollin blunts an all day habit, I get it on like Smiff and Wess, Who clicks the best, Punks take a sip and test, Who splits your vest, The funk phenomenon, I'm bombin you like Lebanon, Blow canals of Panama, Just off stamina, Styles not to be fucked with or played with, Fuck the pretty hoes I love those Section A Bit-ches, Hittin switches, Twistin wigs with, Phat radical mathematical type scriptures, I dig up in your planets like Digga, Boo scared you, blew you to smitha-reens, Fuck the marines I got machines, That like to spit and read Mad magazine, I fly more heads than Continental, Wreck ya 5 times like US AIR off an instrumental, Look I'm not a half way crook with bad looks, But I may murder your case like your name was Cal Brooks, I breaks em up proppa, Ask Biggie Smalls Who Shot Ya, Funk doctor with the 12 Gauge Mossberg, Look I got the tools like Rickle, To make your mind tickle, For the nine nickle. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest tbio2007 Posted April 1, 2009 Share Posted April 1, 2009 I would like to put forward the notion that this is at least a top 100 contender for best thread ever. Thinkin of a master plan Cuz aint nuthin but sweat inside my hand So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent So I dig deeper but still comin up with lint So I start my mission- leave my residence Thinkin how could I get some dead presidents I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid So I think of all the devious things I did I used to roll up, this is a hold up, aint nuthin funny Stop smiling, be still, dont nuthin move but the money But now I learned to earn cos Im righteous I feel great! so maybe I might just Search for a 9 to 5, if I strive Then maybe Ill stay alive So I walk up the street whistlin this Feelin out of place cos, man, do I miss A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of Me and eric b, and a nice big plate of Fish, which is my favorite dish But without no money its still a wish Cos I dont like to dream about gettin paid So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made To now test to see if I got pull Hit the studio, cos Im paid in full Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest A/D Posted April 2, 2009 Share Posted April 2, 2009 bitch don't test assault they arrest assault for assault Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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