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I bust your mutherfucking head hoe

Also, then entire Big Brother- Kanye Joell Ortiz was my other choice on the Slaughterhouse cut "Hip-Hop prayed and brought Pun right back" Dre's a damn fool for letting this dude go. Meth Movin on your left, aah! Oh yo, bring a friend, I gotta buddy wit me. Easy Ha I bust your mutherfucking head hoe ha, yeah. Email prophetabulelehealingtemple gmail. That's why I should've let your best friend get it. Need some pussy badder than a motherfucker.

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Intro: George Clinton The blind stares of a million pairs of eyes Mutherfuckint hard but won't realize That they will never see The P You must be goin' blind Verse One: 2Pac Give me my money in stacks And lace my bitches With I bust your mutherfucking head hoe figures Real niggas fingers on nickel plated 9 triggas Must see my enemies defeated I catch em while they coked up and weeded Open fire Now them niggas bleedin' See me in flesh And test And get your chest blown Straight out tha west, don't I bust your mutherfucking head hoe blown My adversaries cry like hoe's Open and shut like doors Is you a friend or foe? Lead RIFFs:. A motherfucking tooting Monsters of cock erika Bdrapa! What's on my mind? Shoot when ya rush me. What's on my mind is a cane house in my neighborhood Walked on the porch and i-r-a knocked on the fucking wood What's on my mind is a hoe answering the fucking door She said who is it, i said yo can i speak to joe? If you tour wanna fuck with me, I'm ready. Then handle it Motherfuckers see me These I bust your mutherfucking head hoe is jealous 'Cause deep in their hearts They wanna be me uh Yeah, now you got me right beside you Hoping you're listening I catch you're paying attention To my ambitions as a rider Chorus I'm a straight rider, you don't wanna fuck with me My ambitionz as a rider Got the police busting on me, but they can't do nothing to a G I'm a str8 ridah Verse two It was my only wish to rise Above these jealous, coward, motherfuckers I despise When it's time to ride I was the first off this side Give me the. Billy Blunt. A motherfucking murder Bdrapa! Will God forgive me for all the dirt a nigga did? Speaking Hey Devante, nigga, don't cha know youd gonna sow up every bitch in the country? Nigga, how can I explain?

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DJing Discussion Sickest verse in a rap song!! This area is for discussion about DJing in general. Please remember the community rules when posting and try to be polite and inclusive. Sickest verse in a rap song!! What are your favorites verse or two from a song, old or new? Here are mine: "Last name ever, first name greatest, like a sprain ankle boy, I ain't nutin to play wit. Pure fire. DeezNotes PM - 16 October, yall n!

His verse on the Symphony is Hot Fiyah. So like a Mack, I surprised her Dropped her ass off at kaiser. Too short Chad S. It's explicit and this is work Halfrikan PM - 16 October, Big Pun "Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily' Eminem Back when Mark Walhberg was Marky Mark This is how we used to make the party start We used to, mix Hen' with Bacardi Dark And when it, kicks in you can hardly talk And by the, sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl And you'll be, sick then and you'll probably barf And my pre-diction is you're gon' probably fall either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall And every-thing's spinnin, you're beginnin to think women are swimmin in pink linen again in the sink And since everyone was mentioning Drake Also, then entire Big Brother- Kanye It is all about Jay-z.

Plus to me he comes off as an actor. Strom Carlson PM - 16 October, I like that one that mentions all the money, the hot bitches, the sexual prowess, and the big dick. Bust on bitches be-lly, rub it in they tummy Lick it, say it's yummy, then fuck yo' man Fuck your plan, is it to rock the Tri-State? Discobee PM - 17 October, "To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical douches in your bushes" That is the best line, ever!

The reset of the verse is dope, too. Hit me with the major The damage. I put the You mean competitor, whadeva! Masta Killa's verse from Da Mystery Of Chessboxin: Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty What justifies the homicide, when he dies? Billy18bm PM - 18 October, The second week we were dry humping. Listen, girly. Or maybe you do. I was gonna stop at 16 That was 32 This is 34 bars.

Damn, Slim. Mariah played you. Mariah who? I meant a liar too. Girl you out ya alcholic mind. Check ya wine cellar. Look at the amounts of all the wine. Like I fuckin sit around and think about you all the time. I just think this shit is funny when I pounce you on a rhyme. DJJorel PM - 18 October, 2nd verse from "That's When Ya Lost" by Souls of Mischief: I, proliferate and quickly fade to niggas vigorous Figure I kick stunts,punch twice that nigga that's dissin' Attach'em to bats, latchin', and matchin' my cataclysm I give'em a skism , I stroke to croak her, I broke her Chokin' up on my syntax, as I bend backs by impact Heads, dead with my lead graff I clothe thee, I swing off-beat, off the cerebellum, swellin' nimrods Ten brains couldn't parallel this, I'm caraouselling kids While they wallow and swallow hollow tips yep You follow and slippin' I'm rippin' mics nice twice like dicin' kids in fractions And anything by Rakim A-Plus' verse on "Live and Let Live" is one of the best pro-violence statements ever El-P's response to Sole in "Linda Tripp" still burns after all this time Hood's verse on the What's the Scenario Remix is still top 10 status that's verse 1 for all you newjacks.

With lines like Tunecrew AM - 20 October, "There's gonna be a lotta slow singing, flower bringing, if my burglar alarm starts ringing" BIG and honourable mention: "like Burger King, have it your way! BERTO AM - 20 October, I throw your gang sign up and then I'll spit on my hand Give me a hundred grand, give me your watch, give me your chain That's your girl, bitch get over here, give me some brain I'll bust off on her face, and right after the segment She'll probably rub it in her pussy, trying to get herself pregnant "obnoxious" Immortal Technique.

Culprit AM - 20 October, Quote:. Gor AM - 20 October, youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ftw. Gor AM - 20 October, just kiddning :D.

So don't never ever, In any kind of weather, Try to mess with the tall, young legend in leather LL Servin' 'em well, The beat elevates and the scratch excels Something to do with not being Black and totally into hip hop at the time. I also went by DJ Psycho back then. If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jiggawould you come around me, or would you clown me? If I couldn't flow futuristic would yaput your two lips on my wood and kiss it - could yasee yourself with a nigga workin hard at a 9 to 5and then ten to six, two jobs to survive, ordo you need a BALLA?

Caramac AM - 21 October, Not exactly the greatest thing but everytime I hear this song it feels like the first time hearing it.

I grew up just down the street from those guys. Just check out the way Jay flows on it, he kills it! DJ Bouj PM - 21 October, Prolific Flow might blow, listen Get Zooted, banging that dope music My mind is set This year niggas better step it up I get the job done way before the check is cut I don't wrote write raps for free If I did, I won't make it like Shaq from three My motto is simple Without that loot Your instrumentals stay instrumentals A blind man could see the kids potential And take notice so I grind and stay focused If I was any hotter I'd drink straight vodka, spit out flames, and piss lava That hot fam, try again That's why I got hoes like firemen You could plug them up to hydrants I should push a big red truck with sirens Got a flow that'll stop beginners I mall y'all a shopping center Every time I yell I say J D-Troit I to the L-L-A.

I got that CD My sperm will scramble the eggs in a womans ovaries My man Funkmaster Flex yo volume 2. It's real like that y'all. Caramac PM - 22 October, The money stasher, gun blastin razor slasher the human asthma breath taker body dump waster the glock cocker, block locker the rock chopper, the shot popper, the jock cock glocker The face splitter, human disgrace getter the lady shitter, phone joneser sneak over fuck your babysitter The chronic smokin, gun totin hearse initiator the crack supplier, the human drug generator The honey gamer, the chicken tricker the slick the long dick pussy sticker the ready to bust that ass kicker The track manoeuvre, the box barrier the off of the dome rapper the c ox carrier Favourite part of the song.

The whole tune is sick though. Thundercat PM - 22 October, Just last night when Kane was gettin' ready I slipped a little green one inside his spaghetti. Rap, we got it on lock man, stop that Put that mic back down, boy, drop that Pharoahe's flows blows shows like afros We hate y'all though, that's why Nate Dogg goes:.

I love that track Tuh duhn duhn.. However, you missed one: "On nights I perform like Mike Any-one, Ty-son, Jor-don, Jack-son, Action, pack guns" This one always stuck with me because BIG made a reference within a reference, connecting "Action" with "Jackson", then "Action Jackson" with "pack guns" like the character in the movie.

Simple but genius. On Drake Or, because he can rap and sing. Or because he's a former actor? So what? I've been listening to hip hop since I look at lyrical ability, cleverness, originality, content and emotion to name a few.

Dude is very clever and genuine when he wants to be. I will say that I'm not a fan of his Wayne-styled stuff or Gucci Mane collabs, but I blame that on bad management who I met in NY, dude was a total and complete asshole. Even still, I don't see how you can listen to "So Far Gone" and say the dude is garbage. If so, the above paragraphs. Bezzle PM - 22 October, The one that comes to my head immediatley because I listened to it recently Insanity can it be vanity where's the humanity and havin a twisted fantasy with an arm and leg amputee straight jacket with a hundred eight brackets and a strap that wraps twice around my back then they latch it cut your fuckin head off and ask where your headn off to get it headn off to medic this headaches aweful this anesthetics pathetic so is this diabetic waffle and this prosthetic arm keeps crushin my hard taco I went nuts the 1st time I heard that.

LOL About the drake thing. If some of you still think that any part of commercial hiphop is "real" you're all mislead. Lil Wayne, Drake, Kanye, All of them have rhymes that have been written for them, All of them had beats that have been produced for them.

Same shit happens with the rhymes. Just listen to it, enjoy it, don't enjoy it If drake wrote it or not, it's still hot.

Mars" verse already mentioned Big L stuff - too many to quote "Lose your soul in Check it, fifteen of us in a three bedroom apartment Roaches everywhere, cousins and aunts was there Four in the bed, two at the foot, two at the head I didn't like to sleep with Jon-Jon he peed the bed Seven o'clock, pluckin roaches out the cereal box Some shared the same spoon, watchin saturday cartoons Sugar water was our thing, every meal was no thrill In the summer, free lunch held us down like steel Bezzle PM - 23 October, just came across another one of my faves ill puke eat it and freak you battle im too weeded to speak too the only key that i see to defeat you would be for me to remove 2 adidas and beat you and force feed you with both and on each feet is a cleat shoe ill lift you off your feat so fast with a round house youll think i pulled the fuckin ground out from underneath you bitch i aint no fuckin G im a cannibal i aint tryna shoot you im tryna chop you into pieces and eat you wrap you in rope and plastic stab you with broken glass and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress coke and acid black magic cloaks and daggers fuck the planet til it spins on a broken axis im so bannanas im showin up to your open casket to fill it fill of explosive gasses and close it back with a lit match in it while i just sit back and hope it catches blow you to fragments laugh and smoke the ashes eminem.

Halfrikan AM - 24 October, Quote:. Chrisjin PM - 24 October, Bass! Death row what a brother knows Once again, back is the incredible The rhyme animal The incredible D. Public Enemy number one Five-o said freeze!

But its the wax that the Terminator x spun Now they got me in a cell cause my records they sell cause a brother like me said well Farrakhans a prophet and I think you ought to listen to What he can say to you, what you ought to do Follow for now, power to the people say, Make a miracle. DJ Val-BKNY AM - 1 November, I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop the rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.

Your party is bogus, Yo it ain't legit You better put on the hammer, And you will be rewarded My beat is ever boomin, And you know I get it started Get it started! Culprit PM - 1 November, "Hayatatatacha! But you got me for arguments sake on the album sales tip, but shit, even Vanilla Ice did what; 2mill copies too.

Quality not quanity!

Eyes Closed. Hand That Rocks the Cradle 7. I'm on my way babe. G:Like you did before? Eh, light the candles.

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Trillville Radio. Neva Eva'. Get on my level ho You can't! Get on my level ho What! Get on my level ho It's Trillville ho! Get on my level ho Lil' Scrappy ho! Get on my level ho It's BME ho!

Get on my level ho Let's gooo! If a hater wanna hate then a hater gettin' bust We ain't hard to find nigga so why ya steadily talkin' shit I'm fixin' to sick my dogs ho Pussy nigga, get big nigga ho. Get Some Crunk in Yo System feat. Lil' Jon. Get some crunk in yo system See Get some crunk in yo system It like this right!

Get some crunk in yo system I done seen them niggas Get some crunk in yo system They ain't seen me yet Get some crunk in yo system But they Still talkin Get some crunk in yo system Fuck a slide, I'ma just swing Get some crunk in yo system A, B, Yall niggas could nevah see me. S'n, Im good with my weapon Ain't never been a lame in the game I respect it I'm looking for trouble, my own label just found out that I'm a monster But it's too late cause I done signed for, a hundred or something Ain't nothing I'm ruthless, still producing Cut me a check or you'll find yo self toothless I'm Don Corleone, Keep it trill with no confusing Niggas say I'm trill They aint hard I can prove it Im sippin on the crunk juice, Hennessy to get me loose Niggas gettin bunk and shit, dranking all the grey goose Throwin signs up in the air, representing from where they came Iits the same shit in the club, niggas fightin man.

Throwin bows and breaking chairs, niggas pullin hoes hair. Runnin through the club with they click cause they don't care Screamin out whateva side, all my niggas down to ride If you think I'm lyin then you pussy niggas bet not try I'ma let you know, that I never been the scary ho Busting niggas brain yo, for fucking with my game ho Then leave yo ass chained tho, in the the middle of your yard.

I'ma pull yo card, for actin hard, down the boulevard nigga. Guess who they called up? Out of the wood works Take off my fuckin shirt, I'm reppin to the dirt I'm reppin to the grave, I'm reppin for the A I'm ridin 21, on my Impala son I'm smokin big dro, I'm with the red ho.

Her cousin got that blow, we kicked that nigga door Off the hinges, I'm relentless I represent this, can I get a witness Amen Amen , I works hard for the south These niggas playin hard wit they thumb in they mouth The house, the car, these bitches bustin out they bras Just so they can show they titties to a star. Baby my doors ajar, the passenger too I'm ready to ride, so whats up boo?

Weakest Link. Ayyy it's your boy Don P right? I see them You know what they is? Bitch Niggaz. So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz,. Next time me and you Cause ain't never wanna meet'cha Yo always talkin' the bullshit Hell no you ain't neva future You always talkin' like a preture But you some of the bullshit You can meet me at the club nigga Fuck the poolpit nigga Fuck the damn altar nigga I ain't sayin' salter nigga Speakin of me let's meet at The parken' lot With all my damn nigga So then we can go on and figure out Who Real and who Fake Cause i see through You like glass nigga So go ahead break I'm not I'm the super AKA slash, slash up in your face Talkin' the bullshit Another garbage and i'll Push you away Strike 1, Bad Mistake Strike 2, Bad Mistake World Series Championship Ain't nothin' nothin' about me rich!

Scrap Y'all, Scrap Y'all Woooooooo! Ain't that some muhfuckin' shit Talkin' like you know me Gonna get your punk ass hit Put that down that's weed in the air Keep jumpin' in my face Im gonna knock the dreads Out yo hair Who that be BME you know me Niggas tesin my clique I'm a show ya that im a G Yea thats the same nigga Fuckin' your daughter With the pimpin' out so hard They gonna call it hoe slaughter Sayin' im bitch shorty Who that me playa Even bitches save me for that I'll never date ya Now hoes out your face Can you transelate Talkin all that garbege I'll make ya dicipitate.

Dookie Love. Some Cut. Funkadelic, what's the business baby I've been eyeing you all day in the mall miss lady You looking good, I think I seen your ass in the hood With your friends dressed up, trying to front if you could But anyway, gone and drop a number or something So I can call you later on,on your phone or something Take you home, and maybe we could bone or something It's no limits to what we do,cause tonight we cutting, gut busting I'm digging in your walls something viscious With your legs to the ceiling, catch a nut someting serious You delirious,or might I say you taste so delicious With your pretty brown skin, like Almond Joys and Kisses And you ah certified head doctor Number one staller that takes dick in the ass and won't holler Bend you over and I"ll follow you straight to the room Where it goes down lovely in the Leagon of Doom.

The Hood. Crank It. What the Fuck. Head Bussa. We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz.

I'm made up my mind that I'ma strike background - wha wha Bitch I'll swang on all of y'all I'm the beast from the east, wit da fangs on my teeth I'll murder all of y'all bitches in da middle of da street And I don't give a fuck if you don't like me Straight knock yo ass out in to captivity Down south, I'll ride, shoot and kill homicide It be nothin shawty till the day that I die We strive, on tearin heads up!

And everywhere we go we gon tear dat bitch up We don't give a fuck about havin no click The A got my back and ain't takin no shit Excuse me shawty, get the fuck out my face Befo' we get mad and shoot up the whole place.

I speak my mind, cuz bitin my tongue hurt Murder yo ass and lyrics and put ya face on a shirt I'm a mothafuckin rida, cuz I thought y'all knew And I reppin nothin even it's twenty of you I think it's plenty of you that really want da shawty dead Watch what ya said lil shawty, I'm makin bread Fuck all y'all born hataz wit hatred blood to match A long way but plus I roll wit G's and Gat'z And shawty matter of fact these trill g's and dub's We ain't talkin behind yo back and we ain't scared to bust I'm by myself, but bein alone makes you strong I stepped out the porch young, so shawty I been grown.

ATL off da chain down here Ya come wit dat gat and no action, you gon disappear You walk in da club, it's tight like brass knuckles Straight info on hata like be chumpin off turned brothas Beatin in ya door with dat clip on da tech Beatin down ya block in that 89' Chevy Tellin stupid bros we throwin bows that we ready Screamin "swang shawty" to da boys dat can't stand me Yeah shawty - I'ma ATL slugga Knockin out heads on you pussy mothafuckaz Shawty be sayin "scrap you cool boy" But I known in my heart dat I'ma headbussa boy!

No Problem. You don't wanna be dead in the streets Mouth full of blood and soaked from the heat Ooo Why you tryna act hard as hell And you know damn well you don't wanna feel the shell Nigga I been down by a lot Gun to my head, pressed dead to the wall I got big balls and bullets like baseballs Split ya dome, put you straight, knock out all ya'll Hell no them boys don't play Straight nuts to ya face Put your pistol away And don't weed to my head I pray for the folks in the club gettin scared Got a problem with that.

Hold em back, hold em back Man fuck that nigga Fuck that hold em back Gotta push that nigga Hold em back, hold em back Push that nigga Fuck that hold em back. Hey shawty it's on Goddamnit it's on Keep poppin in my face and get popped in the dome Learn to rush mothafuckas It's gonna hurt If a nigga fall That's when shit gets worse The problem with you niggas is You just talk too much Man swang on a nigga and fuck his ass up And you can walk on by with your nuts in a tub I'll be your?

Dookie Love Public Service Announcement. Crunk Radio. Diamonds in My Pinky Ring. Be Real. Gone go ahead and buck den,stop trippin actin like u scared to buck. Picture Gallery. Visit these other interesting sites! If a hater wanna hate then a hater gettin' bust We ain't hard to find nigga so why ya steadily talkin' shit I'm fixin' to sick my dogs ho Pussy nigga, get big nigga ho [Lil' Scrappy] Get crunk out ya brains when I spit this verse I'm a blood suckin' vampire, my venom is worse Head bustas deal with dangerous thirsts Shatter ya bones in ya chest and make ya motherfuckin' heart burst Don't worry now, prince of the South on the map Knock yo thoughts out and leave yo brains on ya lap Don't touch my Kango shorty, what's wrong with you I might cock my fist back and knock yo grill through [Hook x2] [Lil Jon x8] Run around the motherfuckin' club Get Some Crunk in Yo System feat.

Get some crunk in yo system I done seen them niggas Get some crunk in yo system They ain't seen me yet Get some crunk in yo system But they Still talkin Get some crunk in yo system Fuck a slide, I'ma just swing Get some crunk in yo system A, B, Yall niggas could nevah see me [Hook x2: Trillville Lil Jon ] Get some crunk in yo system Cmon Get some crunk in yo system Cmon Get some crunk in yo system Cmon Get some crunk in yo system Yeah!

BOOM We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz I'm made up my mind that I'ma strike background - wha wha

I bust your mutherfucking head hoe

I bust your mutherfucking head hoe

I bust your mutherfucking head hoe