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re: Best verse in hip hop
Posted on 10/7/15 at 11:32 am to MrCoachKlein
Posted on 10/7/15 at 11:32 am to MrCoachKlein
All the asteriks are hurting my eyes
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Posted on 10/7/15 at 11:47 am to DirklasDaDirk
Eminems Vers in 50's patiently Waiting.
They think they're crazy but they ain't crazy lets face it, shite basically
They just playing sick, they ain't shite They ain't saying shite, spray 'em Fifty
A to the K, get in the way I'll bring Dre and them wit me
And turn this day into fricking mayhem you staying with me?
Don't let me lose you, I'm not trying to confuse you
When I let loose with this Uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu
You get the message am I getting through to you?
You know whats coming you motherfrickers don't even know do you?
Take some Big and some Pac and you mix them up in a pot
Sprinkle a little Big L on top, and what the frick do you got?
You got the realest and illest killers tied up in a knot
The Juggernauts of this rap shite like it or not
Its like a fight to the top just to see who died for the spot
You put your life in this, nothing like surviving the shot
Y'all know what time it is as soon as Fifty signs on this dot
shite what you know about death threats, 'cause I get a lot
Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers
Some cowards fricked with the wrong building they meant to hit ours
Better evacuate all children - nuclear shower
There's nothing spookier, you're now about to witness the power of frickin Fifty
They think they're crazy but they ain't crazy lets face it, shite basically
They just playing sick, they ain't shite They ain't saying shite, spray 'em Fifty
A to the K, get in the way I'll bring Dre and them wit me
And turn this day into fricking mayhem you staying with me?
Don't let me lose you, I'm not trying to confuse you
When I let loose with this Uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu
You get the message am I getting through to you?
You know whats coming you motherfrickers don't even know do you?
Take some Big and some Pac and you mix them up in a pot
Sprinkle a little Big L on top, and what the frick do you got?
You got the realest and illest killers tied up in a knot
The Juggernauts of this rap shite like it or not
Its like a fight to the top just to see who died for the spot
You put your life in this, nothing like surviving the shot
Y'all know what time it is as soon as Fifty signs on this dot
shite what you know about death threats, 'cause I get a lot
Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers
Some cowards fricked with the wrong building they meant to hit ours
Better evacuate all children - nuclear shower
There's nothing spookier, you're now about to witness the power of frickin Fifty
Posted on 10/7/15 at 5:37 pm to Tingle
Man, y'all love ya some Eminem, huh?
Y'all rayciss!
Y'all rayciss!
Posted on 10/7/15 at 8:33 pm to MrCoachKlein
Talib Kweli on Respiration
Breathin in deep city breaths, sittin on shitty steps
We stoop to new lows, hell froze the night the city slept
The beast crept through concrete jungles
Communicatin with one another
And ghetto birds where waters fall
From the hydrants to the gutters
The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be makin
You on the wrong side of the track, lookin visibly shaken
Taken them plungers, plungin to death that's painted by the numbers
With Krylon applied pressure, cats is playin God
By havin children by a lesser baby mother but frick it
We played against each other like puppets, swearin you got pull
When the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes
Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise
Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog
Is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene
Thoughts that people put in the air
Places where you could get murdered over a glare
But everything is fair
It's a paradox we call reality
So keepin it real will make you casualty of abnormal normality
Killers Born Naturally like, Mickey and Mallory
Not knowing the ways'll get you capped like an NBA salary
Some cats be emceeing to illustrate what we be seeing
Hard to be a spiritual being when shite is shakin what you believe in
For trees to grow in Brooklyn, seeds need to be planted
I'm asking if y'all feel me and the crowd left me stranded
My blood pressure boiled and rose, cause New York ****s
Actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go
I take the L, transfer to the 2, head to the gates
New York life type trife the Roman Empire state
Breathin in deep city breaths, sittin on shitty steps
We stoop to new lows, hell froze the night the city slept
The beast crept through concrete jungles
Communicatin with one another
And ghetto birds where waters fall
From the hydrants to the gutters
The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be makin
You on the wrong side of the track, lookin visibly shaken
Taken them plungers, plungin to death that's painted by the numbers
With Krylon applied pressure, cats is playin God
By havin children by a lesser baby mother but frick it
We played against each other like puppets, swearin you got pull
When the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes
Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise
Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog
Is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene
Thoughts that people put in the air
Places where you could get murdered over a glare
But everything is fair
It's a paradox we call reality
So keepin it real will make you casualty of abnormal normality
Killers Born Naturally like, Mickey and Mallory
Not knowing the ways'll get you capped like an NBA salary
Some cats be emceeing to illustrate what we be seeing
Hard to be a spiritual being when shite is shakin what you believe in
For trees to grow in Brooklyn, seeds need to be planted
I'm asking if y'all feel me and the crowd left me stranded
My blood pressure boiled and rose, cause New York ****s
Actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go
I take the L, transfer to the 2, head to the gates
New York life type trife the Roman Empire state
Posted on 10/7/15 at 8:54 pm to Tingle
The day's agenda
Got a suitcase up in the sentry
Go to room 112 tell'em Biggie sent ya
Feel the strangest
If no money exchanges
I got these kids in ranges
Believe these Ni** brainless
All they tote is stainless
You just remain as
Calm as possible make the deal go through
If not
Here 12 shots
We know how you do
Please make your killing clean
Slugs up in between
They eyes
Like true lies
Kill'em and flee the scene
Just bring back the coke or the cream
Or else your life is on the shelf
And we mean this frank
Them cats you fricking wit'll put bombs in ya mom's gas tank
Let's get this money baby
They shady. We get shady
Dress up like ladies
and burn'em wot 30 380s
Until they come to kill our babies
Got a suitcase up in the sentry
Go to room 112 tell'em Biggie sent ya
Feel the strangest
If no money exchanges
I got these kids in ranges
Believe these Ni** brainless
All they tote is stainless
You just remain as
Calm as possible make the deal go through
If not
Here 12 shots
We know how you do
Please make your killing clean
Slugs up in between
They eyes
Like true lies
Kill'em and flee the scene
Just bring back the coke or the cream
Or else your life is on the shelf
And we mean this frank
Them cats you fricking wit'll put bombs in ya mom's gas tank
Let's get this money baby
They shady. We get shady
Dress up like ladies
and burn'em wot 30 380s
Until they come to kill our babies
Posted on 10/7/15 at 11:13 pm to MrCoachKlein
I was speaking, to my guy 'Riq and
How she was desperately seeking to Organize in a Konfusion
Using no protection, told H.E.R. on Resurrection
Caught up in the Hype Williams, and lost H.E.R. direction
Getting ate in sections where I wouldn't eat H.E.R
An under the counter love, so silently I treat H.E.R
Her Daddy'll beat H.E.R., eyes all Puff-ed
In the mix on tape, ****s had her in the buff
When we touch, it was more than just a frick
The Police
In H.E.R. I found peace
Like Malcolm in the East
Seen H.E.R. on the streets of New York, tricking off
Tried to make a hit with H.E.R. but my dick went soft
Movin weight, losing weight
Not picky with who she choose to date
To confuse the hate with her struggle I relate
Close to thirty
Most of the ****s she know is dirty
Having more babies than Lauryn
She started showing early
As of late I realized, that this is H.E.R. fate
Or destiny that brings the best of me
It's like God is testing me
In retrospect I see she brought life and death to me
Peace to us collectively, live and direct when we perform
It's just coffee shop chicks and White dudes
Over H.E.R. I got into it with that **** Ice Cube
Now the fight moved to in life, making the right moves
Besides God and family, you my life's jewel
Like that y'all
How she was desperately seeking to Organize in a Konfusion
Using no protection, told H.E.R. on Resurrection
Caught up in the Hype Williams, and lost H.E.R. direction
Getting ate in sections where I wouldn't eat H.E.R
An under the counter love, so silently I treat H.E.R
Her Daddy'll beat H.E.R., eyes all Puff-ed
In the mix on tape, ****s had her in the buff
When we touch, it was more than just a frick
The Police
In H.E.R. I found peace
Like Malcolm in the East
Seen H.E.R. on the streets of New York, tricking off
Tried to make a hit with H.E.R. but my dick went soft
Movin weight, losing weight
Not picky with who she choose to date
To confuse the hate with her struggle I relate
Close to thirty
Most of the ****s she know is dirty
Having more babies than Lauryn
She started showing early
As of late I realized, that this is H.E.R. fate
Or destiny that brings the best of me
It's like God is testing me
In retrospect I see she brought life and death to me
Peace to us collectively, live and direct when we perform
It's just coffee shop chicks and White dudes
Over H.E.R. I got into it with that **** Ice Cube
Now the fight moved to in life, making the right moves
Besides God and family, you my life's jewel
Like that y'all
Posted on 10/8/15 at 3:08 am to Tingle
Posted on 10/8/15 at 8:56 am to jacksajester
I prefer the one where the rhymer asks everyone to put their hands in the air and repeat....Hey- Ho, Hey - Ho over and over. Yes, after much consideration and internal debate, that is my chosen best verse in hip-hop.
Posted on 10/8/15 at 9:39 am to Tingle
The first verse in Mathematics by Mos Def.
[Verse 1]
Yo, check it
One for Charlie Hustle, 2 for Steady Rock
3 for the forthcoming live future shock
It's 5 dimensions, 6 senses
7 firmaments of heaven and hell, 8 Million Stories to tell
9 planets faithfully keep in orbit with the probable tenth
The universe expands length
The body of my text possess extra strength
Power-lift the powerless up out of this towering inferno
My ink so hot it burn through the journal
I'm blacker than midnight on Broadway and Myrtle
Hip-Hop passed all your tall social hurdles
Like the nationwide project-prison-industry complex
Working-class poor: better keep your alarm set
Streets too loud to ever hear freedom ring
Say evacuate your sleep, it's dangerous to dream
For ch-ching, cats get the "cha-pow!" You dead now
Killing fields need blood to graze the cash cow
It's a numbers game, but shite don't add up somehow
Like I got, 16 to 32 bars to rock it
But only 15% of profits ever see my pockets like
69 billion in the last 20 years
Spent on national defense but folks still live in fear like
Nearly half of America's largest cities is one-quarter black
That's why they gave Ricky Ross all the crack
16 ounces to a pound, 20 more to a ki
A 5-minute sentence hearing and you're no longer free
40% of Americans own a cell phone
So they can hear everything that you say when you ain't home
I guess Michael Jackson was right: "You Are Not Alone"
Rock your hardhat, black, cause you in the Terrordome
Full of hard n****s, large n****s, dice-tumblers
Young teens and prison greens facing life numbers
Crack mothers, crack babies and AIDS patients
Young bloods can't spell but they could rock you in PlayStation
This new math is whipping motherfrickers' arse
You want to know how to rhyme you better learn how to add it's mathematics.
[Verse 1]
Yo, check it
One for Charlie Hustle, 2 for Steady Rock
3 for the forthcoming live future shock
It's 5 dimensions, 6 senses
7 firmaments of heaven and hell, 8 Million Stories to tell
9 planets faithfully keep in orbit with the probable tenth
The universe expands length
The body of my text possess extra strength
Power-lift the powerless up out of this towering inferno
My ink so hot it burn through the journal
I'm blacker than midnight on Broadway and Myrtle
Hip-Hop passed all your tall social hurdles
Like the nationwide project-prison-industry complex
Working-class poor: better keep your alarm set
Streets too loud to ever hear freedom ring
Say evacuate your sleep, it's dangerous to dream
For ch-ching, cats get the "cha-pow!" You dead now
Killing fields need blood to graze the cash cow
It's a numbers game, but shite don't add up somehow
Like I got, 16 to 32 bars to rock it
But only 15% of profits ever see my pockets like
69 billion in the last 20 years
Spent on national defense but folks still live in fear like
Nearly half of America's largest cities is one-quarter black
That's why they gave Ricky Ross all the crack
16 ounces to a pound, 20 more to a ki
A 5-minute sentence hearing and you're no longer free
40% of Americans own a cell phone
So they can hear everything that you say when you ain't home
I guess Michael Jackson was right: "You Are Not Alone"
Rock your hardhat, black, cause you in the Terrordome
Full of hard n****s, large n****s, dice-tumblers
Young teens and prison greens facing life numbers
Crack mothers, crack babies and AIDS patients
Young bloods can't spell but they could rock you in PlayStation
This new math is whipping motherfrickers' arse
You want to know how to rhyme you better learn how to add it's mathematics.
Posted on 10/8/15 at 10:05 am to Tingle
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke main
Sportin' jewelry and the shite they came wit rollin' hard
You try to serve me you'll get served, wit no regard
Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke main
Sportin' jewelry and the shite they came wit rollin' hard
You try to serve me you'll get served, wit no regard
Posted on 10/8/15 at 10:13 am to Solo
Kendrick on Control is pretty good
Posted on 10/8/15 at 10:24 am to TigahJay
Chino XL wordsmith
Why you cut school? 'Cause you ain't feel too good
I cut school 'cause my cuts ain't heal too good
Through all the physical abuse my mind escaped through the gift of wordplay
I memorized encyclopaedias and dictionaries
I wrote anthems from antonyms, harmonies from homonyms
Created cinema from synonyms
Was livid to eliminate that illustrious life you living' in
Wrote rhetoricals in rhythms
I could paralyze with a parable, make rhymes out of religion
Crucify you with a prefix, or suffocate you with a suffix
Wrote lectures so infectious it's known to infect the listeners
Who dissin' us?
Yo p**** you wait... I punctuate
My karma's the comma
That puts you inside of a coma
Hyphen, dot, dot, semi-colon, leave you semi-swollen
Question mark, you pregnant?
Oh you're not? I love you, period.
To sum it up, language is my essence
fricked up in all my adolescence 'til my Moms was out of lessons
Laws: I store convenient
Still I rob a convenience store
Love Mom, F*** Mom, shite I ain't love me no more
Mentally it didn't register, b****
Empty the register, b****
You just a cashier,
B****Give the cash here, or I'll shoot you in your cabbage
Hijack a getaway cab, b****
Words ain't makin' me no loot, don't change now Dow Jones average
Regardless, we Godless
They stole my innocence
In a sense, the judge sentenced me to three lifetimes sentences
To write my life and times and sentences
Art my dark arch nemesis
They want me off the premises, that's what the premise is
Locked on a tier where you can't shed a tear at
Studied more Shakespeare than any African shakes a spear at
And the whole world fear that, and it hurts
I got caught killing time, but then I got with words
Why you cut school? 'Cause you ain't feel too good
I cut school 'cause my cuts ain't heal too good
Through all the physical abuse my mind escaped through the gift of wordplay
I memorized encyclopaedias and dictionaries
I wrote anthems from antonyms, harmonies from homonyms
Created cinema from synonyms
Was livid to eliminate that illustrious life you living' in
Wrote rhetoricals in rhythms
I could paralyze with a parable, make rhymes out of religion
Crucify you with a prefix, or suffocate you with a suffix
Wrote lectures so infectious it's known to infect the listeners
Who dissin' us?
Yo p**** you wait... I punctuate
My karma's the comma
That puts you inside of a coma
Hyphen, dot, dot, semi-colon, leave you semi-swollen
Question mark, you pregnant?
Oh you're not? I love you, period.
To sum it up, language is my essence
fricked up in all my adolescence 'til my Moms was out of lessons
Laws: I store convenient
Still I rob a convenience store
Love Mom, F*** Mom, shite I ain't love me no more
Mentally it didn't register, b****
Empty the register, b****
You just a cashier,
B****Give the cash here, or I'll shoot you in your cabbage
Hijack a getaway cab, b****
Words ain't makin' me no loot, don't change now Dow Jones average
Regardless, we Godless
They stole my innocence
In a sense, the judge sentenced me to three lifetimes sentences
To write my life and times and sentences
Art my dark arch nemesis
They want me off the premises, that's what the premise is
Locked on a tier where you can't shed a tear at
Studied more Shakespeare than any African shakes a spear at
And the whole world fear that, and it hurts
I got caught killing time, but then I got with words
Posted on 10/8/15 at 1:44 pm to Tingle
Don't call it a comeback,
I've been here for years
I've been here for years
Posted on 10/8/15 at 1:56 pm to Tingle
DJ Quik
quote:
KK should've knew the motto of life.
That ya can't turn a ho into a housewife
Posted on 10/8/15 at 2:20 pm to Tingle
Worst lyrics ever are from NOLA's own Big Tymers 
I said you be my queen, I be your king, and things will never change
Now I'm just sitting there, lookin at the beaver
Its Hairy like Barry and its bigger than Geneva
Something said stick my finger in it so I did
Then came the 2, the 3, the 4, the thumb and aww shite
I just don't believe it, how could she conceive it
My fist, my wrist bitch, you need to summer's eve it
Douche ya bush black, you smell like stepback
What the frick is that (whoo!) tunacat
:yack: :yack: :yack:
I said you be my queen, I be your king, and things will never change
Now I'm just sitting there, lookin at the beaver
Its Hairy like Barry and its bigger than Geneva
Something said stick my finger in it so I did
Then came the 2, the 3, the 4, the thumb and aww shite
I just don't believe it, how could she conceive it
My fist, my wrist bitch, you need to summer's eve it
Douche ya bush black, you smell like stepback
What the frick is that (whoo!) tunacat
:yack: :yack: :yack:This post was edited on 10/8/15 at 2:21 pm
Posted on 10/8/15 at 3:22 pm to SirWinston
A Tribe Called Quest "Excursions"
Back in the days when I was a teenager
Before I had status and before I had a pager
You could find the Abstract listening to hip hop
My pops used to say, it reminded him of be-bop
I said, well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles
The way that Bobby Brown is just ampin like Michael
Its all expected, things are for the lookin
If you got the money, Quest is for the bookin
Back in the days when I was a teenager
Before I had status and before I had a pager
You could find the Abstract listening to hip hop
My pops used to say, it reminded him of be-bop
I said, well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles
The way that Bobby Brown is just ampin like Michael
Its all expected, things are for the lookin
If you got the money, Quest is for the bookin
Posted on 10/8/15 at 5:58 pm to Motorboat
This thread is really sad to read while you are listening to Drakes new single that has the hook of "WE NEED SOME REALLY BIG RINGS, WE NEED SOME REALLY NICE THINGS"
Posted on 10/8/15 at 6:10 pm to ThePenIsMightier
quote:its really disappointing how overlooked this fact is
I'm glad that someone else remembers that Ice T did 99 problems before Jay Z.
Posted on 10/8/15 at 6:53 pm to WestCoastAg
My mind warps and bends floats the wind count to ten
meet the twin Andre Ben. welcome to the lion's den
original skin many men comprehend
I extend myself so you go out & tell a friend
Sin all depends on what you believing in
Faith is what you make it that's the hardest s*** since MC Ren
Alien can blend right on in wit' yo' kin
look again 'cause I swear I spot one every now & then
It's happenin' again wish I could tell you when
Andre this is Andre y'all just gon' have to make amends
meet the twin Andre Ben. welcome to the lion's den
original skin many men comprehend
I extend myself so you go out & tell a friend
Sin all depends on what you believing in
Faith is what you make it that's the hardest s*** since MC Ren
Alien can blend right on in wit' yo' kin
look again 'cause I swear I spot one every now & then
It's happenin' again wish I could tell you when
Andre this is Andre y'all just gon' have to make amends
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