Lines that still give you chills

[InMyLifeTime91]

wen i hear biggie on "Notorious Thugz" i get chillz everytime... theres many more but thats one i think of instantly

 

[opiie562]

Some say he arrogant. Can y'all blame him?

It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him

Last year shoppin my demo, I was tryin' to shine

Every motherfucker told me that I couldn't rhyme

Now I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem

Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams

I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm gassed

But without it I'd be last, so I ought to laugh

So I don't listen to the suits behind the desk no more

You niggaz wear suits 'cause you can't dress no more

You can't say shit to Kanye West no more

I rocked 20,000 people, I was just on tour, nigga

I'm Kan, the Louis Vuitton Don

Bought my mom a purse, now she Louis Vuitton Mom

I ain't play the hand I was dealt, I changed my cards

I prayed to the skies and I changed my stars

I went to the malls and I balled too hard

'Oh my god, is that a Black Card?'

I turned around and replied, why yes but I prefer the term

African American Express

Brains, power, and muscle, like Dame, Puffy, and Russell

Your boy back on his hustle, you know what I've been up to

Killin y'all niggaz on that lyrical shit

Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips

 

[You Mad]

"Pro-black, I don't pull cotton out of aspirin bottles" -Nas

That whole song, with that Just Blaze beat gives me chills.

 

[runningwolf1980]

Behold, as my odes, manifold on your rhymes

Two MC's can't occupy the same space at the same time.

It's against the laws of Physics.

So weep as your sweet dreams break up like Eurythmics

Rap rejects my tape deck, ejects projectile

Whether jew or gentile

I rank top percentile,

Many styles,

More powerful than gamma rays

My grammar pays,

Like Carlos Sanatana plays

Black Magic Woman

So while you fuming, I'm consuming

Mango juice under Polaris,

You're just embarrassed

Cause it's your "Last Tango in Paris"

And even after all my logic and my theory,

I add a muthaf**ker so you ignint niggas hear me.

And you remember take notes,

As I sow my rap oats

And for you biting zealots, here's a quote.

 

[ImGettingOld]

"I keep a clip for any nigga that said I fuck his bitch
or changed cause I'm rich, saying Game used to strip.
niggas weren't saying shit until I came with a hit.
Now you want to see me dead, blood stains in his whip.
Take a father from his son, put my name in cement.
After I'm gone they gonna sample my songs
You can bury my bones but my music lives on."

Game My turn

 

[daboyag1]

my oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation
to the female gender, ain't nothin better
Let me know when it's wet enough to enter
If not I'll wait, because the future of the world depends on
If or if not the child we raise gon' have that nigga syndrome
Or will it know to be the hard regardless of the skintone
I really feel that if we tune it, it just might get picked on
Or will it give a fuck about what others say and get gone
The alienators cause we different keep your hands to the sky
Like Sounds of Blackness when I practice what I preach and don't lie
I'll be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pie
Now breaker, breaker 10-4 can I get some reply?

 

[runningwolf1980]

my oral illustration be like clitoral stimulation

to the female gender, ain't nothin better

Let me know when it's wet enough to enter

If not I'll wait, because the future of the world depends on

If or if not the child we raise gon' have that nigga syndrome

Or will it know to be the hard regardless of the skintone

I really feel that if we tune it, it just might get picked on

Or will it give a fuck about what others say and get gone

The alienators cause we different keep your hands to the sky

Like Sounds of Blackness when I practice what I preach and don't lie

I'll be the baker and the maker of the piece of my pie

Now breaker, breaker 10-4 can I get some reply?

oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh i remember the first time i heard that..

 

[streetmason]

"well . . . i'm sorry, but we have to let you go" - my supervisor

still give me chills every two weeks

 

[ImGettingOld]

Mac-Empire
"The next nigga talkin bout we country and weak I hope his mama catch cancer and die in her sleep"

I was like oh shit when I first heard this

 

[Treize117]

The theme song to +The Sopranos+

plays in the key of life on my, mental piano

Got a strange way of seein life like

I'm Stevie Wonder with, beads under the doo-rag

Intuition is there even when my vision's impaired, yeah

Knowin I can go, just switchin a spare

On the highway of life, nigga it's sharp in my sight

Oh! Keen senses ever since I was a, teen on the benches

everytime somebody like Enus was mentioned

I would turn green, me, bein in the trenches

Him, livin adventureous not worryin about expenditures

I'm bravin temperatures below zero, no hero

No father figure, you gotta pardon a nigga

But I'm starvin my niggaz, and the weight loss in my figure

is startin to darken my heart, bout to get to my liver

Watch it my niggaz, I'm tryin to be calm but I'm gon' get richer

through any means, with that thing that Malcolm palmed in the picture

Never read the Qu'ran or Islamic scriptures

Only psalms I read was on the arms of my niggaz

Tattooed so I carry on like I'm non-religious

Clap whoever stand between Shawn and figures

Niggaz, say it's the dawn/Don but I'm superstitious

Shit is as dark as it's been, nothin is goin as you predicted

I move with biscuits, stop the hearts of niggaz actin too suspicious

This is, food for thought, you do the dishes

 

[idoitforhiphop10]

"put it to his head and said you scared ain't ya/ he said hustler for death no heaven for a gangsta" lupe fiasco

"battles i lose none/ i make crews run/ and get fools done/ got ten fingers but only use one. i run up like machine gun kelly/ wit a black skully/ put one in ya belly/ leave ya smelly and take ya pelle pelle" Big L

just a few that come to mind.

 

[thedesolateone]

-you think you got alot of chips but its nacho cheese

-im like beavis i get nothing butt head

-trying to freeze time thats why i ice the face on my watch

-I make your bitch crew shit stools; I put a pistol

in your mouth and pull, then I feed you to the pitbulls

Don't even talk about guns; the only "nine" you got

is a five dollar bill and four ones

So I don't give a fuck what none of y'all niggaz say

Cause anything that can't penetrate ricochets

Rhymin with me on a record? You might as well have died

and went to hell instead of heaven cause my rhyme weapon

is like a medieval torture method -- your four limbs

tied to four horses all pulling in different directions

In this profession I get busy without a question

Seein me is like seein a vampire's reflection

-Fame went to they head, so now it's "Fuck Nas"

Yesterday you begged for a deal, today you tough guys

I seen it comin

Soon as I popped my first bottle I spotted my enemies tryna' do what I do

Came in with my style, so I fathered you

I kept changin on the world since "...Barbeque"

Now you wanna hang with niggas I hung with

Fuck bitches I hit, it's funny I once said...

If I, ever make a record

I take a check and put something away for a rainy day to make my exit

But look at me now, ten years deep

Since the project bench with crack in my sock sleep

I never asked to be top of rap's elite

Just a ghetto child tryna' learn the traps of the streets

But look at me now

(Chorus)

"You're the man" "You're the man"

"You're the man" "You're the man"

"You're the man" "You're the man"

"You're the man" "You're the man"

"You're the man" "You're the man"

But wait a sec', give me time to explain, women and fast cars

And diamond rings can poison a rap star

It's suicidal, how I smoke in so much la'

I saw a dead bird flyin through a broken sky

Wish I could flap wings and fly away

To where black kings and Ghana stay

So I could get on my flesh right away

But that'll be the day when it's peace

When my gat don't need to spray

When these streets are safe to play

Sex with death, indulge in these women

Vision my own skeleton swimmin in eternal fire

Broads play with pentagrams in they vagina

Like the Exorcist, then they gave birth to my seeds

 

[thedesolateone]

I work hard but play harder in fact
My rose garden attracts rats,
I sit back and listen to jazz and smoke hash in a mineral bath
I meditate, slightly awake, the moon rays interpermeate my physical state
I gaze into space
The light waves race and shift shape, colors escape
I concentrate on eight frequency rates
The body begins to numb as the spirit elevates
But wait, I’m interrupted by a buzzer at my front gate

P-12 psychics taking red pills to produce thrills
Than predicting a coin toss a hundred times to prove skill
Telekinetic electro-genetic psyonic weapon
With extra-sensory perception of precognitive method
That's why I can rhyme with consistence
Indisputable evidence repeatable on the street or in studio session
I am sorry if you feel I am refusing your questions
That's not my intention, my mind is in a higher dimension
At these levels I have much higher attention
Ascension into a level of rhyme that's defined as divine intervention
My intent to present the most intensive lung splitting
Tongue twisting sentence ever historically recorded to present
But that is not the point of this lesson
I will continue this poetic expression, you must listen to make the connection
I will slow down
Now take a deep breath and try to get with the flow now, this is it,
Back to the beginning when the Milky Way first started spinning
Sound was the only thing living
The Universe was singing, signals were pinging
Life began to emerge from one light blinking
The sound stabilized it
The color spectrum was immediately divided by levels of brightness
The speed of the spin began rising
Gravity was created and forever affected by this
And thus, the elements were created in a cradle
Smashing against one another like balls on a pool table
We like to label so we give things names
I shook your hand and told you mine was Germaine
In my dream I was hoisted into a plane with a space-age frame by a giant gantry crane
My code name was SpitBoss, T-minus 2 seconds 'til liftoff
Let me tell you what Canibus saw:
I saw a world in deluge, fighting over fossil fuels and food
Like a bunch of god damn fools

 

[thedesolateone]

In the beginning I discovered wordplay
I experimented with some syllables from the first to the third day
On the fourth I searched for the words to say
How to compress complex verbiage in the least amount of space
I was perfect at it and mastered the tactics
On the fifth day I decided I would combine it with mathematics
On the sixth day I became a fanatic and I couldnt kick the habit
I would just look in the mirror and practice
On the seventh cycle, I had to take the day off
I was exhausted I guessed my work would never pay off
But if it happened to him, it could happen to me
And if it happened to me, it was destined to be

 

[b@squ1@t redux]

i still get the chills when i hear the opening riff off wanted dead or alive and bonjovi's classic first line

*shudders*

 

[thedesolateone]

I got em iceberg shit they thought I knew Snoopy

 

[shiva9493]

[Tupac]

Tupac don't start that blasphemy in here!

Makaveli, the new breed -- and I remember what my pops told me

The new word, follow me -- remember what my pops told me

My family tree, consists of drug dealers, thugs and killers

Strugglin, known to hustle screamin fuck they feelings

I got advice from my father, all he told me was this

Niggaz, get off your ass if you plan to be rich

There's ten rules to the game, but I'll share with you two

Know, niggaz gon' hate you for whatever you do

Now rule one -- get your cash on, M.O.B.

That's Money Over Bitches, cause they breed envy

Now rule two is a hard one, watch for phonies

Keep yo', enemies close nigga, watch yo' homies

It seemed a little unimportant, when he told me I smiled

Picture jewels being handed, to an innocent child

I never knew in my lifetime I'd live by these rules

Initiated as an outlaw, studying rules

Now papa ain't around, so I gotta recall

or come to grips with bein on my enemy's wall (rest in peace)

Promised if I have a seed, I'ma guide him right

Dear Lord don't let me die tonite

I got words for my comrades, listen and learn

Ain't nuttin free, give back what you earn, no doubt

Gettin higher than a motherfucker, blessed and pleased

This Thug Life'll be the death of me, c'mon, yeah

And I remember what my papa told me

Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy

[Chorus: Prince Ital]

Love for dem dat steal in the name of da Lord

Dem a tell nuff lie but holdin my bird in a cloud

Usin de name of de Lord in vein

While de people in de ghetto, feel nuff pain

[Tupac]

We probably in Hell already, our dumb asses not knowin

Everybody kissin ass to go to heaven ain't goin

Put my soul on it, I'm fightin devil niggaz daily

Plus the media be crucifying brothers severly

Tell me I ain't God's son, nigga mom a virgin

We got addicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

Criminal mind all the time, wait for Judgment Day

They say Moses split the Red Sea

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one, I'm deadly -- Babylon beware

Comin from the Pharoahe's kids, retaliation

Makin legends off the shit we did, still bullshittin

Niggaz in Jerusalem, waitin for signs

God promised, she's just takin her time, haha

Living by the Nile while the water flows

I'm contemplating plots wondering which door to go

Brothas getting shot, comin back resurrected

It's just that raw shit, nigga check it (that raw shit)

And I remember what my papa told me

Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy

[Chorus]

[Tupac]

The preacher want me buried why? Cause I know he a liar

Have you ever seen a crackhead, that's eternal fire

Why you got these kids minds, thinkin that they evil

while the preacher bein richer you say honor God's people

Should we cry, when the Pope die, my request

We should cry if they cried when we buried Malcolm X

Mama tell me am I wrong, is God just another cop

waitin to beat my ass if I don't go pop?

Memories of a past time, givin up cash

to the leaders, knowin damn well, it ain't gonna feed us

In my brain how can you explain, time in D.C.

It's hard enough to live now, in these times of greed

They say Jesus is a kind man, well he should understand

times in this crime man, my Thug nation

Do whatchu gotta do but know you gotta change

Try to find a way to make it out the game

I live decent, hope God can see my heart is pure

Is heaven just another door? I leave this here

I live decent, hope God see my heart is pure

Is heaven just another door? And my people say

 

[mistaincredible]

biggie's first verse on everyday struggle, the flow in that verse is so ridiculous

 

[babel]

Eminem- Mockingbird (the whole song)

 

[BobOblah]

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