Best hip Hop / Rap line ever written

Haha! A rap thread all about white pseudo-rappers. (well, it started out good with Snoop....then went south immediately)

I guess the real rappers aren't participating in this thread becaause they're not used to actually having a discussion about something without being able to promote themselves as being the best, meanest, baddest, etc..... :D

This thread lacks the "Look at me" factor that accompanies all rap threads. :eek:
 
I said, a hip hop the hippie the hippie To the hip hip hop, a you don't stop The rock it to the bang, bang boogie Say up jumped the boogie
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat Now what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat And me, the groove and my friends Are gonna try to move your feet
See I am Wonder Mike and I like to say hello To the black, to the white, the red and the brown The purple and yellow But first I gotta bang, bang the boogie to the boogie Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie
Let's rock, you don't stop Rock the riddle that will make your body rock Well so far you've heard my voice But I brought two friends along And next on the mike is my man Hank Come on, Hank, sing that song
Check it out, I'm the C A S N the O V A And the rest is F L Y Ya see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix And these reasons I'll tell ya why
Ya see I'm six foot one and I'm tons of fun And I dress to at Ya see I got more clothes Than Muhammad Ali and I dress so viciously
I got bodyguards, I got two big cars That definitely ain't the wack I got a Lincoln' continental and a sunroof Cadillac So after school, I take a dip in the pool
Which really is on the wall I got a color TV so I can see The Knicks play basketball Hear me talkin' 'bout checkbooks, credit cards
More money than a sucker could ever spend But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the rucker Not a dime till I made it again Ya go hotel motel whatcha gonna do today? (Say what?)
Ya say I'm gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spankin' Drive off in a Def Oj Everybody go hotel, motel Holiday Inn Say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
Master Gee, am I mellow? It's on you so what you gonna do Well it's on n' on n' on on n' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M A S T E R AG with a double E I said I go by the unforgettable name Of the man they call the Master Gee Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls I'm goin' down in history As the baddest rapper there could ever be Now I'm feelin' the highs and ya feelin' the lows
The beat starts gettin' into your toes Ya start poppin' ya fingers and stompin' your feet And movin' your body while you're sittin' in your seat And the damn ya start doin' the freak
I said damn, right outta your seat Then ya throw your hands high in the air Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derriere Ya rockin' to the beat without a care
With the sureshot MCs for the affair Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang But I rap to the beat just the same I dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes
All I'm here to do ladies is hypnotize Singin' on n' n' on n' on n' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' on n' n' on n' on on n' on
Like a hot buttered a pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie Pop da pop pop ya don't dare stop Come alive y'all gimme what ya got I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch But that's okay I still keep in stride 'Cause all I'm here to do is just wiggle your behind Singin' on n' n' on n' on n' on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' on n' n' on n' on on n' on Rock rock yall throw it on the floor I'm gonna freak ya here I'm gonna freak ya there
I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere 'Cause I'm one of a kind and ill shock your mind I'll put tickets in your behind I said one two three four come on girls get on the floor
A come alive, ya'll a gimme what ya got 'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock I said one two three four tell me Wonder Mike what are you waitin' for? I said a hip hop the hippie to the hippie
The hip hip hop, a you don't stop The rock it to the bang bang boogie Say up jumped the boogie To the rhythm of the boogie the beat
Skiddlee beebop a we rock a Scoobie Doo And guess what, America we love you 'Cause ya rock and ya roll with so much soul You could rock till you're a hundred and one years old
I don't mean to brag I don't mean to boast But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast Rock it up baby bubbah Baby bubbah to the boogie da bang bang da boogie
To the beat beat, it's so unique Come on everybody and dance to the beat I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie To the hip hip hop, a you don't stop
Rock it out baby bubbah to the boogie da bang, bang The boogie to the boogie da beat I said I can't wait till the end of the week When I'm rappin' to the rhythm of a groovy beat
And attempt to raise your body heat Just blow your mind so that you can't speak And do a thing but a rock and shuffle your feet And let it change up to a dance called the freak
And when ya finally do come in to your rhythmic beat Rest a little while so ya don't get weak I know a man named Hank He has more rhymes than a serious bank
So come on Hank sing that song To the rhythm of the boogie da bang, bang da bong Well, I'm imp the dimp the ladies pimp The women fight for my delight
But I'm the grandmaster with the three MCs That shock the house for the young ladies And when you come inside, into the front You do the freak, spank, and do the bump
And when the sucker MCs try to prove a point We're treacherous trio, we're the serious joint A from sun to sun and from day to day I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease I've created a devastating masterpiece I'm gonna rock the mike till you can't resist Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well I was comin' home late one dark afternoon A reporter stopped me for a interview She said she's heard stories and she's heard fables That I'm vicious on the mike and the turntables
This young reporter I did adore So I rocked a vicious rhyme like I never did before She said damn fly guy I'm in love with you The casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby what's your name Said I go by the name of Lois Lane And you could be my boyfriend you surely can Just let me quit my boyfriend called superman
I said he's a fairy I do suppose Flyin' through the air in pantyhose He may be very sexy or even cute But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit
I said you need a man who's got finesse And his whole name across his chest He may be able to fly all through the night But can he rock a party till the early light
He cant satisfy you with his little worm But I can bust you out with my super sperm I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it , do it An I'm here an I'm there I'm big bang hank, I'm everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air And party hardy like you just don't care Let's do it don't stop ya'll a tick a tock ya'll you don't stop Go hotel motel what you gonna do today (Say what?)
I'm gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spank drive off in a Def Oj Everybody go hotel motel Holiday Inn You say if your girl starts actin up then you take her friend I say skip, dive, what can I say
I can't fit 'em all inside my Oj So i just take half and bust them out I give the rest to Master Gee so he could shock the house It was twelve o'clock one Friday night
I was rockin' to the beat and feelin' all right Everybody was dancin' on the floor Doin' all the things they never did before And then this fly, fly girl with a sexy lean
She came into the bar, she came into the scene As she traveled deeper inside the room All the fellas checked out her white sasoons She came up to the table, looked into my eyes
Then she turned around and shook her behind So I said to myself, it's time for me to release My vicious rhyme I call my masterpiece And now people in the house this is just for you
A little rap to make you boogaloo Now the group ya hear is called phase two And let me tell ya somethin' we're a helluva crew Once a week we're on the street
Just a cuttin' the jams and making it free For you to party ya got to have the movies So we'll get right down and give you the groove For you to dance you gotta get hype
So we'll get right down for you tonight Now the system's on and the girls are there Ya definitely have a rockin' affair But let me tell ya somethin' there's still one fact
That to have a party ya got to have a rap So when the party's over you're makin' it home And tryin' to sleep before the break of dawn And while ya sleepin' ya start to dream
And thinkin' how ya danced on the disco scene My name appears in your mind Yeah, a name you know that was right on time It was phase two just a doin' a do
Rockin' ya down cause ya know we could To the rhythm of the beat that makes ya freak Come alive girls get on your feet To the rhythm of the beat to the beat the beat
To the double beat beat that it makes ya freak To the rhythm of the beat that says ya go on On n on into the break of dawn Now I got a man comin' on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down He goes by the name of Wonder Mike Come on Wonder Mike do what ya like Like a can of beer that's sweeter than honey
Like a millionaire that has no money Like a rainy day that is not wet Like a gamblin' fiend that does not bet Like Dracula with out his fangs
Like the boogie to the boogie without the boogie bang Like collard greens that don't taste good Like a tree that's not made out of wood Like goin' up and not comin' down
Is just like the beat without the sound no sound To the beat beat, ya do the freak Everybody just rock and dance to the beat Have you ever went over a friends house to eat
And the food just ain't no good I mean the macaroni's soggy the peas are mushed And the chicken tastes like wood So you try to play it off like you think you can
By sayin' that your'e full And then your friend says momma he's just being polite He ain't finished uh uh that's bull So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie
And you say that you already ate And your friend says man there's plenty of food So you pile some more on your plate While the stinky foods steamin' your mind starts to dreamin'
Of the moment that it's time to leave And then you look at your plate and your chickens slowly rottin' Into something that looks like cheese Oh so you say that's it I got to leave this place
I don't care what these people think I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous With this ugly food that stinks So you bust out the door while it's still closed
Still sick from the food you ate And then you run to the store for quick relief From a bottle of Kaopectate And then you call your friend two weeks later
To see how he has been And he says I understand about the food Baby bubbah but we're still friends With a hip hop the hippie to the hippie
The hip hip a hop a you don't stop the rockin' To the bang bang boogie Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat I say Hank can ya rock
Can ya rock to the rhythm that just don't stop Can ya hip me to the shoobie doo I said come on make the make the people move I go to the halls and then ring the bell
Because I am the man with the clientele And if ya ask me why I rock so well A big bang, I got clientele And from the time I was only six years old
I never forgot what I was told It was the best advice that I ever had It came from my wise dear old dad He said sit down punk I wanna talk to you
And don't say a word until I'm through Now there's a time to laugh a time to cry A time to live and a time to die A time to break and a time to chill
To act civilized or act real ill But whatever ya do in your lifetime Ya never let a MCs steal your rhyme So from sixty six till this very day
I'll always remember what he had to say So when the sucker MCs try to chump my style I let them know that I'm versatile I got style finesse and a little black book
That's filled with rhymes and I know you wanna look But there's a thing that separates you from me And that's called originality Because my rhymes are on from what you heard
I didn't even bite and not a god dam word And I say a little more later on tonight So the sucker MCs can bite all night A tick a tock ya'll a beat beat ya'll
A let's rock ya'll ya don't stop Ya go hotel motel whatcha gonna do today (Say what?) Ya say I'm gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spankin' Drive off in a def Oj
Everybody go hotel motel Holiday Inn Ya say if your girl starts actin' up then you take her friends A like that ya'll to the beat ya'll Beat beat ya'll ya don't stop
A Master Gee am I mellow? It's on you so whatcha gonna do Well like Johnny Carson on the late show A like Frankie Croker in stereo
Well like the Barkay's singin' holy ghost The sounds to throw down they're played the most It's like my man captain sky Whose name he earned with his super sperm
We rock and we don't stop Get off y'all I'm here to give you whatcha got To the beat that it makes you freak And come alive girl get on your feet
A like a Perry Mason without a case Like Farrah Fawcett without her face Like the Barkays on the mike Like gettin' right down for you tonight
Like movin' your body so ya don't know how Right to the rhythm and throw down Like comin' alive to the Master Gee The brother who rocks so viciously
I said the age of one my life begun At the age of two I was doin' the do At the age of three it was you and me Rockin to the sounds of the Master Gee
At the age of four I was on the floor Givin' all the freaks what they bargained for At the age of five I didn't take no jive With the Master Gee it's all the way live
At the age of six I was a pickin' up sticks Rappin' to the beat my stick was fixed At the age of seven I was rockin' In heaven dontcha know I went off
I got right on down to the beat you see Gettin' right on down makin' all the girls Just take of their clothes to the beat the beat To the double beat beat that makes you freak
At the age of eight I was really great 'Cause every night you see I had a date At the age of nine I was right on time 'Cause every night I had a party rhyme
Goin' on n' n' on n' on on n' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn A sayin' on n' n 'on n' on on n' on Like a hot buttered de pop, de pop, de pop
A saying on n' n' n n' on on n' on 'Cause I'm a helluva man when I'm on the mike I am the definite feast delight 'Cause I'm a helluva man when I'm on the mike
I am the definite feast delight Come to the Master Gee you see The brother who rocks so viciously
 
Greg_L said:
I said, a hip hop the hippie the hippie To the hip hip hop, a you don't stop The rock it to the bang, bang boogie Say up jumped the boogie
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat Now what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat And me, the groove and my friends Are gonna try to move your feet
See I am Wonder Mike and I like to say hello To the black, to the white, the red and the brown The purple and yellow But first I gotta bang, bang the boogie to the boogie Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie
Let's rock, you don't stop Rock the riddle that will make your body rock Well so far you've heard my voice But I brought two friends along And next on the mike is my man Hank Come on, Hank, sing that song
Check it out, I'm the C A S N the O V A And the rest is F L Y Ya see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix And these reasons I'll tell ya why
Ya see I'm six foot one and I'm tons of fun And I dress to at Ya see I got more clothes Than Muhammad Ali and I dress so viciously
I got bodyguards, I got two big cars That definitely ain't the wack I got a Lincoln' continental and a sunroof Cadillac So after school, I take a dip in the pool
Which really is on the wall I got a color TV so I can see The Knicks play basketball Hear me talkin' 'bout checkbooks, credit cards
More money than a sucker could ever spend But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the rucker Not a dime till I made it again Ya go hotel motel whatcha gonna do today? (Say what?)
Ya say I'm gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spankin' Drive off in a Def Oj Everybody go hotel, motel Holiday Inn Say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
Master Gee, am I mellow? It's on you so what you gonna do Well it's on n' on n' on on n' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M A S T E R AG with a double E I said I go by the unforgettable name Of the man they call the Master Gee Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls I'm goin' down in history As the baddest rapper there could ever be Now I'm feelin' the highs and ya feelin' the lows
The beat starts gettin' into your toes Ya start poppin' ya fingers and stompin' your feet And movin' your body while you're sittin' in your seat And the damn ya start doin' the freak
I said damn, right outta your seat Then ya throw your hands high in the air Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derriere Ya rockin' to the beat without a care
With the sureshot MCs for the affair Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang But I rap to the beat just the same I dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes
All I'm here to do ladies is hypnotize Singin' on n' n' on n' on n' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' on n' n' on n' on on n' on
Like a hot buttered a pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie Pop da pop pop ya don't dare stop Come alive y'all gimme what ya got I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch But that's okay I still keep in stride 'Cause all I'm here to do is just wiggle your behind Singin' on n' n' on n' on n' on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' on n' n' on n' on on n' on Rock rock yall throw it on the floor I'm gonna freak ya here I'm gonna freak ya there
I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere 'Cause I'm one of a kind and ill shock your mind I'll put tickets in your behind I said one two three four come on girls get on the floor
A come alive, ya'll a gimme what ya got 'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock I said one two three four tell me Wonder Mike what are you waitin' for? I said a hip hop the hippie to the hippie
The hip hip hop, a you don't stop The rock it to the bang bang boogie Say up jumped the boogie To the rhythm of the boogie the beat
Skiddlee beebop a we rock a Scoobie Doo And guess what, America we love you 'Cause ya rock and ya roll with so much soul You could rock till you're a hundred and one years old
I don't mean to brag I don't mean to boast But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast Rock it up baby bubbah Baby bubbah to the boogie da bang bang da boogie
To the beat beat, it's so unique Come on everybody and dance to the beat I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie To the hip hip hop, a you don't stop
Rock it out baby bubbah to the boogie da bang, bang The boogie to the boogie da beat I said I can't wait till the end of the week When I'm rappin' to the rhythm of a groovy beat
And attempt to raise your body heat Just blow your mind so that you can't speak And do a thing but a rock and shuffle your feet And let it change up to a dance called the freak
And when ya finally do come in to your rhythmic beat Rest a little while so ya don't get weak I know a man named Hank He has more rhymes than a serious bank
So come on Hank sing that song To the rhythm of the boogie da bang, bang da bong Well, I'm imp the dimp the ladies pimp The women fight for my delight
But I'm the grandmaster with the three MCs That shock the house for the young ladies And when you come inside, into the front You do the freak, spank, and do the bump
And when the sucker MCs try to prove a point We're treacherous trio, we're the serious joint A from sun to sun and from day to day I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease I've created a devastating masterpiece I'm gonna rock the mike till you can't resist Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well I was comin' home late one dark afternoon A reporter stopped me for a interview She said she's heard stories and she's heard fables That I'm vicious on the mike and the turntables
This young reporter I did adore So I rocked a vicious rhyme like I never did before She said damn fly guy I'm in love with you The casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby what's your name Said I go by the name of Lois Lane And you could be my boyfriend you surely can Just let me quit my boyfriend called superman
I said he's a fairy I do suppose Flyin' through the air in pantyhose He may be very sexy or even cute But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit
I said you need a man who's got finesse And his whole name across his chest He may be able to fly all through the night But can he rock a party till the early light
He cant satisfy you with his little worm But I can bust you out with my super sperm I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it , do it An I'm here an I'm there I'm big bang hank, I'm everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air And party hardy like you just don't care Let's do it don't stop ya'll a tick a tock ya'll you don't stop Go hotel motel what you gonna do today (Say what?)
I'm gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spank drive off in a Def Oj Everybody go hotel motel Holiday Inn You say if your girl starts actin up then you take her friend I say skip, dive, what can I say
I can't fit 'em all inside my Oj So i just take half and bust them out I give the rest to Master Gee so he could shock the house It was twelve o'clock one Friday night
I was rockin' to the beat and feelin' all right Everybody was dancin' on the floor Doin' all the things they never did before And then this fly, fly girl with a sexy lean
She came into the bar, she came into the scene As she traveled deeper inside the room All the fellas checked out her white sasoons She came up to the table, looked into my eyes
Then she turned around and shook her behind So I said to myself, it's time for me to release My vicious rhyme I call my masterpiece And now people in the house this is just for you
A little rap to make you boogaloo Now the group ya hear is called phase two And let me tell ya somethin' we're a helluva crew Once a week we're on the street
Just a cuttin' the jams and making it free For you to party ya got to have the movies So we'll get right down and give you the groove For you to dance you gotta get hype
So we'll get right down for you tonight Now the system's on and the girls are there Ya definitely have a rockin' affair But let me tell ya somethin' there's still one fact
That to have a party ya got to have a rap So when the party's over you're makin' it home And tryin' to sleep before the break of dawn And while ya sleepin' ya start to dream
And thinkin' how ya danced on the disco scene My name appears in your mind Yeah, a name you know that was right on time It was phase two just a doin' a do
Rockin' ya down cause ya know we could To the rhythm of the beat that makes ya freak Come alive girls get on your feet To the rhythm of the beat to the beat the beat
To the double beat beat that it makes ya freak To the rhythm of the beat that says ya go on On n on into the break of dawn Now I got a man comin' on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down He goes by the name of Wonder Mike Come on Wonder Mike do what ya like Like a can of beer that's sweeter than honey
Like a millionaire that has no money Like a rainy day that is not wet Like a gamblin' fiend that does not bet Like Dracula with out his fangs
Like the boogie to the boogie without the boogie bang Like collard greens that don't taste good Like a tree that's not made out of wood Like goin' up and not comin' down
Is just like the beat without the sound no sound To the beat beat, ya do the freak Everybody just rock and dance to the beat Have you ever went over a friends house to eat
And the food just ain't no good I mean the macaroni's soggy the peas are mushed And the chicken tastes like wood So you try to play it off like you think you can
By sayin' that your'e full And then your friend says momma he's just being polite He ain't finished uh uh that's bull So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie
And you say that you already ate And your friend says man there's plenty of food So you pile some more on your plate While the stinky foods steamin' your mind starts to dreamin'
Of the moment that it's time to leave And then you look at your plate and your chickens slowly rottin' Into something that looks like cheese Oh so you say that's it I got to leave this place
I don't care what these people think I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous With this ugly food that stinks So you bust out the door while it's still closed
Still sick from the food you ate And then you run to the store for quick relief From a bottle of Kaopectate And then you call your friend two weeks later
To see how he has been And he says I understand about the food Baby bubbah but we're still friends With a hip hop the hippie to the hippie
The hip hip a hop a you don't stop the rockin' To the bang bang boogie Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat I say Hank can ya rock
Can ya rock to the rhythm that just don't stop Can ya hip me to the shoobie doo I said come on make the make the people move I go to the halls and then ring the bell
Because I am the man with the clientele And if ya ask me why I rock so well A big bang, I got clientele And from the time I was only six years old
I never forgot what I was told It was the best advice that I ever had It came from my wise dear old dad He said sit down punk I wanna talk to you
And don't say a word until I'm through Now there's a time to laugh a time to cry A time to live and a time to die A time to break and a time to chill
To act civilized or act real ill But whatever ya do in your lifetime Ya never let a MCs steal your rhyme So from sixty six till this very day
I'll always remember what he had to say So when the sucker MCs try to chump my style I let them know that I'm versatile I got style finesse and a little black book
That's filled with rhymes and I know you wanna look But there's a thing that separates you from me And that's called originality Because my rhymes are on from what you heard
I didn't even bite and not a god dam word And I say a little more later on tonight So the sucker MCs can bite all night A tick a tock ya'll a beat beat ya'll
A let's rock ya'll ya don't stop Ya go hotel motel whatcha gonna do today (Say what?) Ya say I'm gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spankin' Drive off in a def Oj
Everybody go hotel motel Holiday Inn Ya say if your girl starts actin' up then you take her friends A like that ya'll to the beat ya'll Beat beat ya'll ya don't stop
A Master Gee am I mellow? It's on you so whatcha gonna do Well like Johnny Carson on the late show A like Frankie Croker in stereo
Well like the Barkay's singin' holy ghost The sounds to throw down they're played the most It's like my man captain sky Whose name he earned with his super sperm
We rock and we don't stop Get off y'all I'm here to give you whatcha got To the beat that it makes you freak And come alive girl get on your feet
A like a Perry Mason without a case Like Farrah Fawcett without her face Like the Barkays on the mike Like gettin' right down for you tonight
Like movin' your body so ya don't know how Right to the rhythm and throw down Like comin' alive to the Master Gee The brother who rocks so viciously
I said the age of one my life begun At the age of two I was doin' the do At the age of three it was you and me Rockin to the sounds of the Master Gee
At the age of four I was on the floor Givin' all the freaks what they bargained for At the age of five I didn't take no jive With the Master Gee it's all the way live
At the age of six I was a pickin' up sticks Rappin' to the beat my stick was fixed At the age of seven I was rockin' In heaven dontcha know I went off
I got right on down to the beat you see Gettin' right on down makin' all the girls Just take of their clothes to the beat the beat To the double beat beat that makes you freak
At the age of eight I was really great 'Cause every night you see I had a date At the age of nine I was right on time 'Cause every night I had a party rhyme
Goin' on n' n' on n' on on n' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn A sayin' on n' n 'on n' on on n' on Like a hot buttered de pop, de pop, de pop
A saying on n' n' n n' on on n' on 'Cause I'm a helluva man when I'm on the mike I am the definite feast delight 'Cause I'm a helluva man when I'm on the mike
I am the definite feast delight Come to the Master Gee you see The brother who rocks so viciously
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Yup. That's the line!
 
All of my original songs combined since I first ever started writing don't have as many words as that one rap song. :laughings:
 
Toe to toe...dancing very close.
Body breathing...almost comatose.
Wall to wall...people hypnotized.
And they're step-ping lightly.
Hang each night in rapture.

Back to back...sacroiliac.
Spineless movement...and a wild attack.
Face to face...sightless solitude.
And it's fin-ger pop-ping.
Twenty four hour shopping in rapture.

Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly.
D.J. spinning, I said, "My, My."
Flash is fast, flash is cool.
François, c'est pas flashe non due.
And you don't stop...sure shot.
Go out to the parking lot.
And you get in your car and drive real far.
And you drive all night and then you see a light.
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground.
And out comes the man from Mars.
And you try to run but he's got a gun.
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head.
And then you're in the man from Mars.
You go out at night...eatin' cars.
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too.
Mercurys and Subaru.
And you don't stop.
You keep on eatin' cars.
Then when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet.
Face to face.
Dance cheek to cheek.
One to one.
Man to man.
Dance toe to toe.
Don't move too slow
Cause the man from Mars
Is through with cars.
He's eating bars.
Yeah, wall to wall.
Door to door.
Hall to hall.
He's gonna eat 'em all.

Rap-ture.
Be pure.
Take a tour...through the sewer.
Don't strain your brain.
Paint a train.
You'll be singing...in the rain.
Said don't stop...do the punk rock. (BREAK)

Man to man, body muscular
Seismic decibel, by the jugular
Wall to wall, tea time technology
And a digital ladder
No sign of bad luck in rap-ture

Well now you see what you wanna be.
Just have your party on T.V.
Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars
Where the T.V's on.
Now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race.
Say you hip hop.
And you don't stop.
Just blast off, sure shot.
Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars
And eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars.
Get up!
 
I would say its top on the list for lyrical proverbs in hip-hop/rap.. but I think there are many more sentences that I would consider of the "best".. but of course "best" is relative.
 
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