Best rhymes in popular music history

Discussion in 'General Mayhem' started by chester grape, Apr 11, 2005.

  1. Schmed

    Schmed New Member

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    HAHAHAHHA :D :D :D
     
  2. chester grape

    chester grape New Member

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    Glad you asked: You should have hyphenated "follow-up", as you're using it as a compound adjective, modifying the noun "post".
     
  3. Reizvolles

    Reizvolles Active Member

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    HAHAHAHA you cunt!!
     
  4. ratatouille

    ratatouille New Member

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    ok fuck-o's, dig on this:

    Salt N Pepa - I'll Take Your Man Lyrics

    Salt and Pepa's back and we came to out rap you

    So get out my face before I smack you

    Ho don't you know? Can't you understand?

    If you mess with me I'll take you man



    Well I'll take your man right out the box

    And put him under my padlocks

    So when you see us together chillin' in the place

    Cold walkin' and sportin' him in your face

    Go ahead roll your eyes suck your teeth

    Keep huffin' and puffin' like a dog in heat

    You can call me a crook, a robber, a thief

    But I'll be your butcher if you got beef

    You know what's up - I ain't no poo-putt

    Cuz Pepa kick butts off dumb, young bucks like you

    And the rest of your crew

    If moms want static I'll dis her, too

    So scram you know who I am

    Damn, chick, don't play me, punk cuz I'll take your man



    I'll take your man whenever I feel like it

    This ain't a threat or a bet, it's a damn promise

    From me to you, your sex life's through

    If you get another lover, I'll take him, too

    All I have to do is say a rhyme or two

    And he'll hop and leave you like a kangaroo

    I'll make him heel for me even steal for me

    His mother and father he'd kill for me

    That's what you get for trying to play smart

    Now take a hike with that slayed-up heart

    Girl, you don't know if you're comin' or goin'

    Look at your face - your jealousy's growin' and showin'

    Don't get mad - you don't have the right

    I throw below solo but ladylike on the mic

    Psych is where I win my battles

    I'll handle you like a baby with a rattle

    Don't make me prove to you that I can

    Either give him up or get slammed - I'll take your man



    I'll take your man, that's right but just for spite

    Because you tried to dis me when I was on the mic

    But I really don't want him, the guy ain't fly, shoot

    He can't afford to buy a Fila suit

    Runs the same old gear, never has fresh wear

    What he whispered in my ear I can't repeat here

    I don't wanna seem to be so damn mean

    But you're the hippiest critter I ever seen

    Before I got on the stage you wished me good luck

    Turned around and told your friends I suck

    Well look at you now - you ain't got nobody

    Searching for love in a fifth of Bacardi


    You look bad, girl, you look like you're dying

    Ain't no use in crying - I'll take your man



    Yo, Cher, school this fool!

    I'll take your man, your fiancee, your husband

    You ain't Alice, this ain't Wonderland

    And when I say I will you know I can

    Don't mess with me cuz I'll take your man



    I'll take your man anytime, at the drop of a dime

    Cuz he's rappin' and strappin' so hard on mine

    Everywhere I turn, everywhere I look

    The brother's eyein' me down, he's staring down my throat

    But he's a ducker sucker, soft-hearted punk

    Goin' skiing for skeezers, stunts for blunt


    So that's why y'all have so many things in common

    Him for just robbin', you for lap slobbin'


    I never ever went out my way to get played

    Keeping guys like yours held down at bay

    You know I can, I got the upper-hand

    Tramp, you don't stand a chance cuz I'll take your man



    Most girls have guys that's good to go

    But yours is slow - he's a freakin' a-hole

    The fact still stands, there's no change in plans

    "Yo, Pepa, your wish is my command!"

    Now you know, you know I'll take your...man



    Check him out, you see what I mean?

    He's leading the pack as the fellas scream

    "Go, Sandy! Get busy! Go, Sandy! Get busy!"

    It's so easy to make 'em fall for me, Heather

    No man can resist Salt and Pepa

    Because we're perfect from head to toe

    It's not speculation - your man says so

    Revenge is sweet but payback's a trip

    Girlfriend, you won't know which is which

    But I'll tell you this: Don't try to answer this jam

    Because if you do then I'll take your...

    And I'll take your...

    And we'll take your man
     
  5. Schmed

    Schmed New Member

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    WHOA!!!
     
  6. Your Friend Whipone

    Your Friend Whipone New Member

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    It's been doing some thinking
    And felt fair that she should know
    All actions in which partake
    Are far beyond It's control
    Whether It was born or bred
    Genetic, Environment
    I wouldn't bother to ask It why
    Simply concentrate on when

    It lies awake, yes, quite obsessed
    Making plans but It won't tell
    So longs to hear her final words
    I brought this on myself
    The theory of futility
    Now you'll learn, so be prepared
    Enemies are equal to
    Wrath times the speed of fright squared

    If you don't kill me
    I'm going to have to kill you
    You-Hoo

    My God helps those who help themselves
    Of thus, she shant be ashamed
    Crawl into line and wait your turn
    Remember Jesus slaves
    Department of Probation:
    "Legally It can't be blamed,
    held therefore unaccountable
    since It's clinically insane - what a shame again"

    If you don't kill me
    I'm going to have to kill you
    You-Hoo

    You must decide
    We're out of time
    No place to hide
    Your choice - not mine
     
  7. Dubya 2.0

    Dubya 2.0 New Member

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    As in you're a-cunt? As in a 'compound adjective' approach you understand.

    Just making sure.
     
  8. DrBungle

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  9. Nauseous

    Nauseous Active Member

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    *Quick to the point, to the point no faking
    I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
    Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
    I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
    And a hi hat with a souped up tempo










    *not really
     
  10. Schmed

    Schmed New Member

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    I'm on a roll..it's time to go solo!
     

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