Jump to content

Song Quotables

Point Blank

Recommended Posts

ok post the best line or lines you heard in a song if it contains swearin put * to blank it out but it can be from rap , rock , reggae ,dance any thing

so post up and make sure u dont post hole songs only the best lines from it

also give the tracks name and the artist that made it 8)

Link to comment

Artist: Fun Lovin' Criminals

Song: Fun Lovin Criminal

Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and. . .

I'm more freaky than Disco 2000

I scream, I yell, I bark, I bite

I'll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night

I never let the cops get wind of me

and I never, ever, ever say die

I never take myself too seriously

'Cause everybody knows fat birds don't fly

And theres more where that came from :roll:

Link to comment

Do yourself a favor and read this one


2000 B.C. (2000)

The C-Quel

[Overlapped lines from songs in the past]


'I'll battle you on the net, I'll battle you in the flesh

I'll battle you over the phone you can call me collect'

'Verbally viscious, telekenetically gifted,

Took a minute to exhibit that I'm sick with it'

'Have you any idea what I'll do to crews like you

How many niggaz in my career I've ran through'

'At 1000 degrees celsius I make Emcees melt,

Fuck my record label I appear courtesy of myself'

'Canibus is the type to fight for mics,

beatin' niggaz to death and beatin' dead niggaz to life'

'While you niggaz is babblin' my lyrics is travelin'

like a javelin to stab you in the abdomen'

'The intellectual athelete accurately rappin' so rapidly,

Yet he makes perfect sense mathematically'

'I walk the B-Lock withe the G-Lock, C-ocked,

trynna' get the DR-op on the C-ops'

'The Canibus is a animal with a mechanical mandible

comin' to damage you spittin' understandable slang at you'

'Rhymes richocet off the inner walls of my lungs

and go past the tongue faster than bullets come out of guns

'Whenever the head is severed from the human body

with a sharp enough weapon the brain remains conscious for 10 seconds'

'What's the matter with ya'll, I'll spatter ya'll,

against the muthafuckin' wall with these raw lyrics I catapault

'I'll hop into the back seat of a cab and rhyme,

Till the meter says 9, 9, 9, 9!!!'

(Verse 1)

Yea, it's the C-Quel, the C-Quel, Yo!

I'm hardcore from the nappy follicles in my pores

To every single pore in my skull

Hard from my mouth to my jaws

]From my jaws to my torso where my organs are stored

And from my balls in my draws to the floor

I pray to God they hurry up and start the third World War

So I can start World War 4 and murder us all

I don't give a fuck if you rich or you poor

Don't give a fuck if you got ya' picture in the Source of Forbes

I don't give a fuck who won an award

On stage tryna' thank God I'll chop ya' tongue off wit' a sword

Let they blood pour all on the floor

If it ain't a cordless, you gettin' punched in the jaw and hung wit' the cord

I'll leave ya' corpse stiff as a board

Like frozen meat tryna' thaw then bury you under the morge

Gettin' in my way is like jumpin' in front of a car

Breakin' the sound barrier, that means the car is in front of the horn

By the time you hear it blowin', it's too late to respond

By the time you feel it hit chu, I'm gone

I'll send ya' to hell where you belong

So by the time ya' body hits the floor

Ya' spirit won't be in it no more

Who could flow for 4 minutes or more

Without breaks, without mistakes, without flaws

I got millions of styles and I mastered'em all

A metaphor matador fast enough to make the bullcharge and crash in the wall


'Whoever grabs the mic after me'll get booed

Get everything in the club thrown at you and ya' crew'

'I'm the illest nigga alive, watch me prove it,

I'll snatch ya' crown with ya' head still attached to it'

'I battle you the respect, I'll battle you over a blank check

I'll battle you with a gun to my neck'

'Ambushin' emcees, jumpin' out the trees like Vietnamese

in fatigues covered with leaves'

'Next year, you'll be walkin' around the 'How Can I Be Down'

conference with a laminate, that said 'I Got Shitted-On By Canibus''

'Turn ya' head round gimmie the cheddar,

I'd rather be a lion for a day than a lamb who lives forever'

'Fuck ya'll, you don't impress me and no one can test me,

an emcee so ill I got AIDS scared to catch me'

(Verse 2)

Canibus is what the hardcore niggas is waitin' on

Debatin' on what the fuck is takin' so long

Well I'm here now, verbal ass whippins bout to get shared out

Wack niggas bout to get aired out

Faggit niggas get they ass teared out

Grab a wise man by his goatee and rip his fuckin' beard out

Cold beat a niggas ass like Stout

Then bust a shot in the muthafuckin' courtroom and watch it clear out

A hundred thousand mile warranty

Metaphorically, I'll use a hundred thousand styles and murder you orally

I took a lion on tour wit' me, made him respect authority

Smacked him in the head for trynna' roar at me

Lyrics got my undivided loyalty

And there ain't nothin' on this God damn planet that's worth more to me

In the name of Hip-Hop niggas could corner me

Torture me, slice me then stitch me up like embroidery

Way back before gold-plated male and female

RCA jacks was used for crystal clear playback

I was trynna' blaze ADATS, and if a nigga said my demo was wack?

I'd beat his ass and took my tape back

'Yea nigga' [smack] 'What? Yeah nigga take that'

Anybody get outta' line, get they face slapped

Quick fast, the Can-I-Bus'll buss yo' ass

Then I'll bust you wit' a shotgun blast

It's not fun so I don't laugh

To me this rap shit is as serious as, the death of a loved one

You know how you be feelin' sad

That's how I feel when I grab the microphone but niggas don't understand

Canibus is unequivocably the illest killin' machine in the industry

For the 20th century

Trapped in a max security building

Sufferin' from a severe illness called brillance

Link to comment

The Trees- Rush

There is unrest in the forest,

There is trouble with the trees,

For the maples want more sunlight

And the oaks ignore their pleas.

The trouble with the maples,

(And they're quite convinced they're right)

They say the oaks are just too lofty

And they grab up all the light.

But the oaks can't help their feelings

If they like the way they're made.

And they wonder why the maples

Can't be happy in their shade.

There is trouble in the forest,

And the creatures all have fled,

As the maples scream "Oppression!"

And the oaks just shake their heads

So the maples formed a union

And demanded equal rights.

"The oaks are just too greedy;

We will make them give us light."

Now there's no more oak oppression,

For they passed a noble law,

And the trees are all kept equal

By hatchet, axe, and saw.

Link to comment

Artist : 2Pac

Song: When Thugz Cry

And all I see is these paranoid b*tches, illegal adventures

Bustin mo*herf*c*ers with uppercuts, I leave 'em with dentures

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the Don

I write your name on a piece of paper, now your family's gone

Artist : 2pac

Song : All Out

A general in war, I'm the first to bomb

With a squad of trusted killers, quick to move shit heavily armed

I'm similar to Saddam, sometimes I question Hussein

Like fiends frantic for that last vein, stuck in the game

Link to comment



Disneyland is the place to be, c'mon baby, just you and me

Hand in hand, to Disneyland, we go, not slow

Happiest place, in the world until a madman grabs a girl

Hand in hand, with the madman she goes

Knife gleamin' no feelin's, axe wieldin', child stealin'

madman is loose... in Disneyland

Come here little girl if you wanna see

Peter Pan's Magic flight on L.S.D.

Up and down, all around, we go

Knife gleamin' no feelin's, axe wieldin', child stealin'

madman is loose... in Disneyland

Madman is loose in Disneyland, he's back here by popular demand

Madman is loose in Disneyland, he'll take no shit but he'll take your head

Surprise, Surprise, I'm comin' at ya' live

I sure as hell ain't Mickey Mouse, I'm a killer in disguise

You can run and you can hide

But you ain't gettin' away 'cause I got you in my sight

Axe wieldin', child stealin'

I'm a mad motherfuckin' man and I'm loose ... in Disneyland

have you heard the news, madman sure is loose

Got you by the noose, have his way with you

Nothin' you can do, headlines in the news

Madman sure is loose, in Disneyland

Disneyland is the place to be, in California by the sea

Sunny day, well A.O.K., for now, and how

Knife gleamin' no feelin's, axe wieldin', child stealin'

madman is loose ... in Disneyland

Link to comment

Artist : Brotha Lynch Hung

Song : Locc 2 Da Brain

You can't see me for the fact that the inside of my strap's in your sight

Bout' to put some slugs in your throat and put your guts in my coat and hit

the night Drop a sack of indo in my pipe and it's

EBK everyday until the day I hit my grave-sight

Brotha Lynch Hung

Rest in Piss

cause ni**a it's EBK everyday all day to the day I die

I'm creepin through yo set with a mini mac 10

AR15, rugga with a 12 guage pump in the trunk

and a black beany disguise

That n**ga that you can't see glocks and locs

over my eyes

Link to comment


Cenior Studies 02

Technology not available for purchase

My brains collects, stores, and converts million bar verses

Dial-up to your network and make your files delete

Count to three, listen to you browse beep

Too late, foot already stepped in the feces

Dr. Norton's too sick to help your PCs

Virtually I make your virtual memory freeze

With a weapon of mass destruction double you MD's

Link to comment

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!

Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.

Sign In Now
  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    No registered users viewing this page.

  • Create New...