Lryics that make you go WOW?!
Question: What is that lyric or entire song that was created by a rapper that just makes you go wow or how did he or she think of that. And Im talking about the vocabulary of the lyric not something absurd.
Mine has to be Eminem-Infinite
Answers: What is that lyric or entire song that was created by a rapper that just makes you go wow or how did he or she think of that. And Im talking about the vocabulary of the lyric not something absurd.
Mine has to be Eminem-Infinite
I think Lupe Fiasco's 'Dumb it Down" is pretty amazing, yet simple.
[Verse 1:]
I'm fearless
Now hear this
I'm earless
And I'm peerless
That means I'm eyeless
Which means I'm tearless
Which means my iris resides where my ears is
Which means I'm blinded
But I'mma find it I can feel it's nearness
But I'mma veer so I don't come near
Like a chicken or a deer
But I remember I'm not a listener or a seer so my windshield smear
Here, you steer, I really shouldn't be behind this, clearly cause my blindness
The windshield is minstrel, the whole grill is roadkill, so trill and so sincere. Yeah, I'm both them there
Took both pills, when a bloke in a trench coat and the locs in the chair had approached him here
And he clear as a ghost, so a biter of the throats in the mirror
The writer of the quotes for the ghosts who supplier of the notes to the living
Riveting is rosy, pockets full of posies, given to the mother of the deceased. Awaken at war, 'til I'm restin' in peace
[Chorus 1:]
You goin' over niggas' heads Lu (Dumb it down)
They tellin' me that they don't feel you (Dumb it down)
We ain't graduate from school ***** (Dumb it down)
Them big words ain't cool ***** (Dumb it down)
Yeah I heard Mean And Vicious ***** (Dumb it down)
Make a song for the bitches ***** (Dumb it down)
We don't care about the weather ***** (Dumb it down)
You'll sell more records if you (Dumb it down)
[Verse 2:]
And I'm mouthless
Which means I'm soundless
Now as far as the hearing, I've found it
It was as far as the distance from the earring to the ground is
But the doorknockers on the ear of a stewardess in a Lear
She fine and she flyin, I feel I'm flying by'em 'cause my mind's on cloud nine and I'm a mime at the same time
Pimps see the wings on the underground king
Who's also Klingon
To infinity and beyond
Something really stinks, but I Sphinx like Leon
Or lying in the desert
I'm flying on pegasus you're flying on the pheasant
Rider of the white powder, picker of the fire flowers, spit hot fire like Dylon on Chappelle's skit
Yeah, smell it on my unicorn, snort the white horse, but toot my own horn (sleep)
[Chorus 2:]
You've been shedding too much light Lu (Dumb it down)
You make'em wanna do right Lu (Dumb it down)
They're getting self-esteem Lu (Dumb it down)
These girls are trying to be queens Lu (Dumb it down)
They're trying to graduate from school Lu (Dumb it down)
They're starting to think that smart is cool Lu (Dumb it down)
They're trying to get up out the hood Lu (Dumb it down)
I'll tell you what you should do (Dumb it down)
[Verse 3:]
And I'm brainless
Which means I'm headless
Like Ichabod Crane is
Or foreplay-less sex is
Which makes me stainless
With no neck left to hang the chain with
Which makes me necklace-less
Like a necklace theft
And I ain't used my headrest yet
They said they need proof like a vestless chest 'bout the best, fair F-F-jet in the nest
Who exudes confidence and excess depth
Even Scuba Steve would find it hard to breathe
Around these leagues
My snorkle is a tuba, Lu the ruler around these seas
Westside Poseidon, Westside beside'em, chest high and rising
Almost touching the knees of stewardess and the pilot
Lucky they make it flowered
Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves
David Blaine
Make it rain
Make a boat
I make a plane
Then, I pull the plug and I make it drain
Until I feel like flowing and filling it up again..(Westside)
[Chorus 3:]
You putting me to sleep ***** (Dumb it down)
That's why you ain't popping in the streets ***** (Dumb it down)
You ain't winning no awards ***** (Dumb it down)
Robots and skateboards *****? (Dumb it down)
GQ Man Of The Year G? (Dumb it down)
**** ain't rocking over here B (Dumb it down)
Won't you talk about your cars *****? (Dumb it down)
What the **** is goyard ***** (Dumb it down)
Make it rain for the chicks (Dumb it down)
Pour champagne on a ***** (Dumb it down)
What the **** is wrong with you? (Dumb it down)
How can I get on a song with you? (Dumb it down)
[Gemini: talking]
Look B, here's my man, my two way, (hey) uh, what should I - ah here take this (hey) that right there, ******* my voice all the time *****, (hey) ***** you hot to me, I like you (Dumb it down)
Anything by eminem is amazing. hes a very talented rapper, also anything by twista. he raps so fast and that also takes talent
Anything by the Bloodhound Gang:
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/bloodhoun...
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/bloodhoun...
Let me see, is there a single rap "song" that actually says anything meaningful?
Nope. It's all garbage. A five-year-old can do rap, so what does that tell you about the talent level required to create this drivel?
There is REAL music out there, kiddies. Find it.
em the man
kanye west- Everything I am:
Oh oh ohoo.
damn, here we go again.
Oh oh ohoo.
Common passed on this beat, i made it to a jam,
now everything im not, made me everything i am.
damn, here we go again.
people talkin ****, but when the **** hit the fan
everything i'm not, made me everything i am.
I never be picture-perfect-Beyonce
Be light as Albi or black as Chauncey
Remember him from Blackstreet
He was as black as the street was
I'll never be laid back as his beat was
I never could see why people'll reach a
Fake-*** facad they couldn't keep up
Y'see how I creeped up?
Y'see how I played a big role in Chicago like Queen Latifah?
I never rock a mink coat in the winter time like Killa Cam
Or rock some mink boots in the summertime like will.i.am
Let me know if you feel it man
Cause everything I'm not, made me everything I am
Damn, here we go again.
everybody sayin' what's not for him
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
damn, here we go again.
people talk ****, but when **** hits the fan
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
and i'm back to tear it up
haters, start your engines
I hear 'em gearin' up
people talk so much **** about me at barbershops
they forget to get their haircut
okay fair enough, the streets is flarin' up
cause they want gun-talk, or I don't wear enough
baggy clothes, Reebok's, or A-di-dos
can I add that he do spaz out at his shows
so say goodbye to the NAACP award
goodbye to the In-di-a Arie award
they'd rather give me the *****-please award
but I'll just take the I-got-alotta-cheese award
damn, here we go again.
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
damn, here we go again.
people talk ****, but when **** hits the fan
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
I know that people wouldn't usually rap this
but I got the facts to back this
just last year, Chicago had over 600 caskets
man, killin's some wack ****
oh, I forgot, 'cept for when *****'s is rappin'
do you know what it feel like when people is passin'?
he got changed over his chains, a block off Ashlin
I need to talk to somebody, pastor
the church want time, so I can't afford to pay
the slip on the door, cause I can't afford to stay
my 15 seconds up, but I got more to say
That's enough Mr. West, please no more today
damn, here we go again.
everybody sayin' what's not for him
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
damn, here we go again.
people talk ****, but when **** hits the fan
everything I'm not, made me everything I am
Ill-M-I by tobyMac
Chorus:
Ill-M-I, Ill-M-I, Ill-M-I, Ill-M-I and you
Illuminati comin' thru
Ill-M-I, Ill-M-I, Ill-M-I, Ill-M-I and you
Illuminati comin' thru
Flow like the Cassius, swing like the Clay
One day, I'm'a make the whole world pay
With k.o.'s and okay we bash clots-n-dot-dash
You got that right, I'm'a rock the Morse code tonight
Transmit 'n throwin' fits 'n paparazzi like zits
Get flipped out and squeezed fresh like juicy sun kissed
And if I miss with my missiles you're still gonna sizzle
'Cause I frizzle fry radiation style worldwide
You got your pipeline clogged man get that puppy routed
You got the style down and since you don't know about it
Who's the loser (I am) because we come in numb love
And choicer and did I mention looser (no you didn't)
Then I do sir, producer, hit me with the juice
Much obliged got the head of a moose
So mount me on the wall of your livin' room
Sure to bring the boom
Speakin' like a zoom deep into your tomb
And if you feel the vibe glide true it's on you
And if you need to drive right through it's on you
And if your screamin' "moi non plus" it's like
What you tryin' to do when you can't fade the true one (2x)
Eruption type volcanics I got the vocal spurtmatic
Suction cup hands upside the slammin' daily planet
I do windows (on school days) spill Jim Jones (type kool-aid)
All these primrose (style bouquets) I clip those (for doomsday)
Got succulent flavor, the uprisen Savior
Manifestin' thru these mics, blastin' out your graveyard
Savor every bite that TOBYMAC gave ya
Turn and tell your neighbor this ball-o-dirt is goin' into labor