Your all time favorite Hip Hop song

Discussion in 'In the Media' started by Max Mosley, Apr 23, 2009.

  1. Max Mosley

    Max Mosley Well-Known Member

    lets see it......

    Mine has to be the 95 return of the Crooklyn Dodgers :cool:

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  2. GFunk

    GFunk Well-Known Member

    Damn, that is a REALLY hard one. My favorite song though for the past year has been Exit Out the Business by S-I-C though. This is my favorite beat EVER. Such a sad sounding song.


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  3. GFunk

    GFunk Well-Known Member

    Damn, I likin' that song. Shit is raw. Chill ass beat, and hard lyrics. Big dude in the beginning reminds me of Chubb Rock.
     
  4. Max Mosley

    Max Mosley Well-Known Member

    That is Chubb Rock :D
     
  5. GFunk

    GFunk Well-Known Member

    ALL RIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!!

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  6. satyricon

    satyricon Guest

    MC Shan - The Bridge

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  7. lippy

    lippy Well-Known Member

    1979 rapper's delight by the sugarhill gang...any of you old enough to remember that song? it is really were rap began...lipstick was a sophmore in high school headed to the other side of town every week to teen night dance club with my first black boyfriend...yes, i know all the words and sing along...

    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

    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 dont stop
    rock the riddle that will make your body rock
    well so far youve 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-an-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 a t
    ya see i got more clothes than muhammad ali and i dress so viciously
    i got bodyguards, i got two big cars
    that definitely aint 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 wouldnt give a sucker or a bum from the rucker
    not a dime til i made it again
    ya go hotel motel whatcha gonna do today (say what)
    ya say im 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
    its on you so what you gonna do

    well it's on n on n on on n on
    the beat dont stop until the break of dawn
    i said m-a-s, t-e-r, a g 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 youre 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 m.c.s for the affair
    now, im 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 im here to do ladies is hypnotize
    singin on n n on n on n on
    the beat dont 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 dont dare stop
    come alive yall 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 dont stop until the break of dawn
    singin on n n on n on on n on
    rock rock yall throw it on the floor
    im gonna freak ya here im gonna feak ya there
    im gonna move you outta this atmosphere
    cause im one of a kind and ill shock your mind
    ill put t-t-tickets in your behind
    i said 1-2-3-4, come on girls get on the floor
    a-come alive, yall a-gimme what ya got
    cause im guaranteed to make you rock
    i said 1-2-3-4 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 dont 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 dont mean to brag i dont 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, its 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 dont stop
    rock it out baby bubbah to the boogie da bang bang
    the boogie to the boogie da beat

    i said i cant wait til the end of the week
    when im rappin to the rhythm of a groovy beat
    and attempt to raise your body heat
    just blow your mind so that you cant 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 dont 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, im imp the dimp the ladies pimp
    the women fight for my delight
    but im 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 til you cant 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 im 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 boyfiend you surely can
    just let me quit my boyfriend called superman
    i said he's a fairy i do suppoose
    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 til 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, im everywhere
    just throw your hands up in the air
    and party hardy like you just dont care
    let's do it dont stop yall a tick a tock yall you dont stop
    go hotel motel what you gonna do today(say what)
    im 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 cant 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, its 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
     
  8. lippy

    lippy Well-Known Member

    here is the rest...

    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 dont 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 aint 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 youre full
    and then your friend says momma he's just being polite
    he aint 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 dont care what these people think
    im just sittin here makin myself nauseous
    with this ugly food that stinks
    so you bust out the door while its 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 dont 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 dont stop
    can ya hip me to the shoobie doo
    i said come on
    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 dont 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 mc steal your rhyme
    so from sixty six til this very day
    ill 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 didnt even bite and not a god d--m word
    and i say a little more later on tonight
    so the sucker mc's can bite all night
    a tick a tock yall a beat beat yall
    a lets rock yall ya dont stop
    ya go hotel motel whatcha gonna do today (say what)
    ya say im 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 yall to the beat yall
    beat beat yall ya dont stop
    a master gee am I mellow?
    its 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

    its like my man captain sky
    whose name he earned with his super sperm
    we rock and we dont stop
    get off yall im 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 dont 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 didnt take no jive
    with the master gee its 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 dont 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 on n on on n on
    cause i'm a helluva man when i'm on the mike
    i am the definate feast delight
    cause i'm a helluva man when i'm on the mike
    i am the definate feast delight
    come to the master gee you see
    the brother who rocks so viciously
     
  9. GFunk

    GFunk Well-Known Member

    Grandmaster Caz aka Grandmaster Casanova Fly never got credit for writing Big Bank Hank's verse. Everything in the song that Hank said was taken directly from Caz's rhyme book. Also, a lot of MCs thought this song was corny back in the day, one reason being that the Sugar hill Gang wasn't a real rap group. But still, people can't deny the song's impact. But it's messed up Caz never got his credit.


    Just a little history lesson for ya. :D
     
  10. Tony Soprano

    Tony Soprano Moderator

    "Unconditional Love" by 2Pac
     
  11. Sir Nose

    Sir Nose New Member

    You ain't neva lied. I was there with you in 1979...on the other side of town. :cool:
     
  12. romeostarr

    romeostarr New Member

    smile by tupac ft scarface- that song is so deep to me esp scarfaces last verse



    Smile Lyrics
    Artist(Band):2Pac
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    Smile Lyrics

    Intro: 2Pac

    There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see
    that's gon' make it hard to smile in the future.
    But through whatever you see,
    through all the rain and the pain,
    you gotta keep your sense of humor.
    You gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit.
    Remember that.
    Mmm, yeah.
    Keep ya head up.Yeah.

    Verse One: 2Pac

    Our lifestyles be close captioned
    addicted to fatal attractions
    Pictures of actions be played back
    in the midst of mashin'
    No fairy tales for this young black male
    Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
    Hustlin' at heart be a nigga's culture
    or the repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures
    Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches
    Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures
    Why shed tears? Save your sympathy
    My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary
    Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe
    If you believe then you can achieve
    Just look at me
    Against all odds, though life is hard we carry on
    Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on
    To all the seeds that follow me
    protect your essence
    Born with less, but you still precious
    Just smile for me now

    verse 2 scarface


    Now as I open up my story
    with the blaze a your blunts
    And you can picture thoughts slowly
    up on phrases I wrote
    And I can walk you through the days that I done
    I often wish that I could save everyone
    but I'm a dreamer
    Have you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game
    overlookin' his tomorrows and they finally came?
    Look back on childhood memories and I'm still feelin' the pain
    Turnin' circles in my life came to dealin' cocaine
    To many hassles in my local life, survivin' the strain
    And a man without a focus, life could drive him insane
    Stuck inside a ghetto fantasy hopin' it'd change
    But when I focus on reality we broke and in chains
    Had a dream of livin' wealthy and makin' it big
    Over foot broad chose to cook raw, wouldnt take but I did
    And after all my momma's thankin' God for blessin' the child
    All my momma gots to do now is collect it and smile
    Smile/

    verse three 2pac
    Fuck the world as we elope and witness furious speeds,
    Unanswered questions keep us all stressin', curious G's
    Backstabbed and bleedin', crooked thoughts laced with weed
    Learnin', duckin' stray shots, bullets be hot, they burnin'
    Inhalin' sherm smoke, visualized the flames
    Will I be smothered by my own pain?
    Strange whispers, cowards conversate, so quick to dis us
    Takin' pictures for the feds, and desperate hopes they'd get us
    Hit us off, give us plenty centuries, forgive my sins
    Since I ain't in many penitentaries the best revenge is fuck friends
    We military minded soldiers, bustin' shots blindly
    Tryin' to find Jehovah to help me
    Somebody save me
    Lost and crazy, scared to drop a seed hopin' I ain't cursed my babies
    Maybe now niggas feel me now, picture my pain
    embrace my words make the world change
    And still I smile nigga

    (Scarface talking)

    And now a moment of silence, let us pray
    And as you journey into outer space
    may the angels help to lead the way
    may the prayers that our families make
    shine up on your soul and keep you safe
    And all the homies that have passed away
    Be there to greet you as you pass the gates
    And as you headed to the tunnel's light
    I hope it leads to eternal life

    We say the prayers for our homie 'Pac
    Smile:prayer:
     
  13. lippy

    lippy Well-Known Member

    i think that i would have remembered you:smt051
     
  14. jaisee

    jaisee Well-Known Member

    I don't know what my one favorite all time hip hop song is, but I can almost guarantee you it will come off of one of NAS' first albums.

    Illmatic, It Was Written or I Am

    I'll put any of those albums against most anything being dropped these days.

    Weep for hip hop with me.
     
  15. Liquid Swords

    Liquid Swords New Member

    Common - I Used to Love H.E.R. Not really sure, maybe Wu Tang - I Can't Go to Sleep. Or yeah, something by Nas like J. :D
     
  16. satyricon

    satyricon Guest

    Also love this:

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  17. GFunk

    GFunk Well-Known Member

    :smt010
     
  18. hntr18

    hntr18 Well-Known Member

    Prince EA

    Whats Beef?,Juicy,More Money More Problems, Gin and Juice, Chronic 2001 and anything Price EA spits on check this song major bars
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  19. Loki

    Loki Well-Known Member

  20. LaydeezmanCris

    LaydeezmanCris New Member

    Classic!

    Mobb Deep: Shook Ones

    This joint takes me back real time; sick cut. Enjoy!

    (Intro)

    Word up son, word
    yeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billas
    (yo I got the phone thing, knowmsayin', keep your eyes open)
    for real niggas who ain't got no feelins
    (keep your eyes open)
    (no doubt, no doubt son, I got this, I got this)
    (just watch my back, I got this first, yo)
    check it out now
    (word up, say it to them niggas, check this out it's a murda)

    [Prodigy]
    I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
    you heard of us
    official Queensbridge murderers
    the Mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware
    of my crime family who got nuff shots to share
    for all of those who wanna profile and pose
    rock you in your face, stab your brain wit' your nosebone
    you all alone in these streets, cousin
    every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'
    and keep them shook crews runnin'
    like they supposed to
    they come around but they never come close to
    I can see it inside your face
    you're in the wrong place
    cowards like you just get they're whole body laced up
    with bullet holes and such
    speak the wrong words man and you will get touched
    you can put your whole army against my team and
    I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'
    your simple words just don't move me
    you're minor, we're major
    you all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player
    don't make me have to call your name out
    your crew is featherweight
    my gunshots'll make you levitate
    I'm only nineteen but my mind is old
    and when the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
    another nigga deceased, another story gets told
    it ain't nothin' really
    hey, yo dun spark the Phillie
    so I can get my mind off these yellowbacked niggas
    why they still alive I don't know, go figure
    meanwhile back in Queens the realness is foundation
    if I die I couldn't choose a better location
    when the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation
    getting closer to God in a tight situation
    now, take these words home and think it through
    or the next rhyme I write might be about you

    Chorus:
    Son, they shook...
    'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
    scared to death, scared to look
    they shook
    'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
    scared to death, scared to look

    livin' the live that of diamonds and guns
    there's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds
    some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns
    cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones
    he ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one...shook one

    [Havoc]
    For every rhyme I write, its 25 to life
    yo, it's a must the gats we trust safeguardin' my life
    ain't no time for hesitation
    that only leads to incarceration
    you don't know me, there's no relation
    Queensbridge niggas don't play
    I don't got time for your pretty thinking mind
    son, I'm bigga than those claimin' that you pack heat
    but you're scared to hold
    and when the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your dome
    13 years in the projects, my mentality is what, kid
    you talk a good one but you don't want it
    sometimes I wonder do I deserve to live
    or am I going to burn in hell for all the things I did
    no time to dwell on that 'cause my brain reacts
    front if you want kid, lay on your back
    I don't fake that kid you know I bring it to you live
    stay in a child's place, kid you out o' line
    criminal minds thirsty for recognition
    I'm sippin' E&J, got my mind flippin'
    I'm buggin' think I'm how bizar to hold my hustlin'
    get that loot kid, you know my function
    cause long as I'm alive I'ma live illegal
    and once I get on I'ma put on, on my people
    react mix to lyrics like Macs I hit your dome up
    when I roll up, don't be caught sleepin'
    cause I'm creepin'

    Chorus:

    Son, they shook...
    'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
    scared to death and scared to look
    (he's just a shook one)
    they shook...
    'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
    scared to death and scared to look
    (we live the live that of diamonds)

    they shook...
    'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
    scared to death and scared to look
    they shook...
    'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks, crooks..

    livin' the live that of diamonds and guns
    there's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds...earn funds
    but some of 'em get shot, locked down and turn nuns
    cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones...shook ones
    he ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one...shook one

    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    To all the killas and a hundred dollar billas
    To real brothers who ain't got no feelins
    G-yeah, the whole Bridge, Queens get the money
    41st side (he's just a shook one)
    keepin' it real (you know)
    Queens get the money...

    it aint nothin' son..
    its all good...
    you know what im saying...
    (Talk fades out)
     

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