Favourite Hip-Hop lines or Verses

GiftofGab

What are some of your favourite lines or verses.

I think mine would have to be Eminem - Rock Bottom. Being unemployed and desperately seeking a job and cash, I just feel that I can relate to this song. Although not even nearly as bad as he was. I also feel that this is the purest Eminem. He's speaking from the heart here;

My life is full of empty promises
And broken dreams
I'm hoping things will look up
But there ain't no job openings
I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished
Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day
But **** it, if you know the rules to the game play
Cause when we die we know were all going the same way
It's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man
Plus a luxury sedan
Too comfortable and roomy in a six
They threw me in the mix
With all these gloomy lunatics
Walk around depressed
And smoke a pound of ses a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play
Live half my life and throw the rest away

I also like Jay-Z - U Don't Know. Just Jay-Z being slick and cocky. Not the best but certainly a favourite.

I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell
I am a hustler baby, I'll sell water to a well
I was born to get cake, move on and switch states
Cop the Coupe with the roof gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate, never follow orders
Dickface, get your **** straight, ****a this is Big Jay.

I'd say a few Nas verses would be up there too. Also AZ verse on Life's A Bitch.

HalloweenJack

André 3000, UGK & OutKast - International Player's Anthem

So, I type a text to a girl I used to see,
saying that I chose this cutie-pie with whom I want to be.
And I apologise if this message gets you down,
then I CC'd every girl that I'd see-see 'round town.
Hate to see y'all frown but I'd rather see her smiling.
Wetness all around me, true, but I'm no island.
A peninsula, maybe. Makes no sense, I know, crazy.
Give up all this pussycat that's in my lap, no lookin' back.
Spaceships don't come equipped with rearview mirrors,
they dip as quick as they can.
The atmosphere is now ripped.
I'm so like a Pip, I'm glad it's night,
so the light from the sun would not burn me on my bum.
When I shoot the moon high, jump the broom,
like a premie out the womb.
My partner yelling: "Too soon! Don't do it! Reconsider!
Read some litera - ture on the subject.
You sure?" "**** it."
"You know we got your back like chiroprac - tic.
If that bitch do you dirty,
we'll wipe her ass out as in detergent.
Now hurry hurry, go on to the altar.
I know you ain't a pimp but pimp remember what I taught you.
Keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart.
Aye, keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart.
Man, these girls is smart, 3 stacks, these girls is smart.
Play your part, play your part."

Zero-Cool

so many....so many (although not so much now a-days!)

"I never sleep, cuz sleep is the cousin of death!"

Nolanger

Paranoid, sittin in a deep sweat
Thinkin I gotta **** somebody before the week ends
The sight of blood exites me, shoot you in the head
Sit down, and watch you bleed to death
I hear the sound of your last breath
Shouldn't have been around, I went all the way left
You was in the right place with me at the wrong time
I'm a psychopath, in a minute lose my ****in mind
Calm down, back to reality
Don't fear death, cause I know that it's promised to me
Flashes, I get flashes of Jason
Gimme a knife, a million lives I'm wastin
The shadow of death follows me, I don't give a ****
Pussy play Superman, your ass'll get boxed up
Put him in a straight jacket, the man's sick
This is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic

Lookin through her window, now my body is warm
She's naked, and I'm a peepin tom
Her body's beautiful, so I'm thinkin rape
Shouldn't have had her curtains open, so that's her fate
Leavin out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth
Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch
Whipped out my knife, said, "If you scream, I'm cuttin"
Opened her legs and commenced the ****in
She begged me not to kill her, I gave her a rose
Then slit her throat, and watched her shake till her eyes closed
Had sex with the corpse before I left her
And drew my name on the wall like helter skelter
Run for shelter never crossed my mind
I had a guage, a grenade, and even a nine
Dial 911 for the bitch
But the cops ain't **** when they're ****in with a lunatic

I sit alone in my four-cornered room starin at candles
Dreamin of the people I've dismantled
I close my eyes and in the circle
Appears the images of sons of bitches that I murdered
Flashbacks of bodies bein ****ed up
Once I attack, I'm like a pit on a rage that's goin for guts
Boys used to die when I'm full fo that fry
I be ebbin when I'm high
So I say '****' and just let bullets fly
Like I said before, Scarface is my identity
A homicidal maniac with sucidal tendencies
I'm on the violent tip, so yo, get a grip
And bitch, come equipped, ain't takin no ****
Cause here comes a lunatic

My girl's gettin skinny, she's strung out on coke
So I went to her mother's house and cut out her throat
Her grandma was standin there, she was screamin out, "Brad!"
As she reached for the telly, I put the blade on granny's ass
Went to the back and grabbed a shovel
Now granny's on her way to meet the devil
Pulled out my .38 and aimed at the bitch
A cop says (Freeze, mutha****a!) Bitch, suck my dick
I said, "Die, mutha****as!" as I blasted
Something clicked in my head, visions of bodies in plastic
The scent of buckshots in human flesh
Pigs dyin from bullet wounds to the chest
No sheriff's gonna take me on a road
Dark as ****, and let his pistols explode
**** that, cause I ain'ts to die
So I reloaded my Uzi and fired up another fry
It got me crazy as ****
A ragin psychotic full of that Angel's Dust
The cops had the place surrounded
Hunted for a way to get out - I found it
Innocent bystanders watch me set an example
I popped one, "Let me go, goddammit
Scot free
Or all of these mutha****as comin with me"
All of a sudden the **** got silent
I remember wakin up, in an asylum
Bein treated like a troubled kid
My shirt was all bloody, and both of my wrists was slit
Think this is harsh? This ain't as harsh as it gets
No tellin what's bein thought up in the mind of a lunatic

A damn fool was born with the mind of a lunatic
I shoulda been killed
But sister ****ed around and let me live
Now I developped a criminal behaviour
**** with me, and I'll slay ya
Ass, beyond recognition, ****
Your dental records couldn't prove your identity, bitch
I beg your pardon, on talkin to borden
You'll never find a mutha****a, so save your milk cartons
Cross the line, your ass is mine
I don't give a **** if you're 9 or 99
Blind, crippled, and crazy, don't faze me
Your funky ass will be pushin up daisies
You wanna know what makes me click?
My psychiatrist said I got the mind of a lunatic

I ain't got it all, so don't **** with me
Unless your ass wanna be made history
I'll blow your mutha****in house up
And if your wife and kids are inside, they're ****ed
I don't give a damn who I slay
Don't let me get a hold of some E&J
Cause when the **** hit the fan
I'll stab your ass quicker than a Mexican
The nightmares I leave you with on the scene
Will make Freddy bitch ass look like a wet dream
This is fact, not fictional, son of a bitch
I got the mind of a lunatic

Seaneh

"Niggaz runnin' up, askin' bout Rock, I send y'all wacks to heaven
Mother****er, ask God about 'Pac
Ask about B.I.G., mother****er ask about Pun
Gangsta rappers can't fight, so they rap about guns one"

Sean Price - Onion Head

CoZaa

True story...
Call me Thorburn, John H. Staff Sergeant, Marksman
Skilling, killing, illing
I'm able and willing
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage your village
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam ****
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing
Sex, gambling and boozin', all the **** is amusing
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't want to go home, where I'm just a ordinary human being
Special OP, Huey chopper gun ship, run ****
Gook run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss, kill ****
Spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Victor Charlie, hit trigger, hit it
I'm in it to win it, get it
The lieutenant hinted the villain, I've ended up killing
I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons, a secret mission we about to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines bullets is spraying
It's heating up, a hundred degrees
The enemies the North-Vietnamese, bitch please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told be at ease.
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we about to hit some trees
till the rotor broke, crash land, American man
Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearing black pajamas
They want to harm us
They all up on us
Bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flying, loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestins
Pray to the one above, It's raining and I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood
I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights
Blacks, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must have died, then I woke up, suprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back
But ain't escape Agent Orange, two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegia, micro cephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it they had it
My son died he ain't live, but I still try to think positive
Cause in life, God take, God give

Best verse in the history of rap/hip-hop.

evil_seed

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Now if a bad bitch wants dick, then its dick I give her
Ludacris nigga, I stand and deliver
Neva back down, won't shake nor shiver
**** with me and get found in the Chattahoochee River
This 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his ticker
But shoties to the body make him drop much quicker
Yeah I appear to be a nice lil nigga
**** with anything I love, I'm a stone cold killa
Eating off of 'Sace, sleeping on chinchilla
8 figga nigga, I'm a multi milla
See me in the street, it can't get no realer
Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla
My neighbors say my house can't get no bigga
I do good ass bidness, with a bad ass temper
Please tell ya bitch, stop playing with my zipper
Or I'll Brrrrddd Stick Her HaHaHa Stick HER!

batari

House of Pain - Who's the man (Last verse)

I got myself locked down in the pen
I ain't got a friend, so here I go again
I gotta' get my props up and earn my respect
Gotta' shake someone up or throw 'em off the top deck
My time's runnin' out, I gotta' spill some blood
If I don't do it quick, ****, my name'll be mud
So I pick out a hardrock and rush him in his cell
Beat his ass down and then say that he fell
And if I gotta' do him, screw him, the convict's dead
I'll stab him in the chest, just to let the rest
Of the cell block know that I'm nobody's ho
My shanks in my hand so tell me who's the man?

Or KRS-One, Aw Yeah second verse

This is not the first time I came to the planet
But everytime I come, only a few could understand it
I came as Isis, my words they tried to ban it
I came as Moses, they couldn't follow my commandments
I came as Solomon, to a people that was lost
I came as Jesus, but they nailed me to a cross
I came as Harriet Tubman, I put the truth to Sojourner
Other times, I had to come as Nat Turner
They tried to burn me, lynch me and starve me
So I had to come back as Marcus Garvey, Bob Marley
They tried to harm me, I used to be Malcolm X
Now I'm on the planet as the one called KRS
Kickin the metaphysical, spiritual, tryin to like
get wit you, showin you, you are invincible
The Black Panther is the black answer for real
In my spiritual form, I turn into Bobby Seale
On the wheels of steel, my spirit flies away
and enters into Kwame Ture

weemcd

Lot of speculation on the monnies i've made,
honeys ive slayed, how is he for real
is that nígga really paid?

Executive Steve

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FKzc385G5wU

This, basically. (if we're letting grime heads have a look in too?)

Easily one of the most quotable and least clonable MC's in the game IMO.

From the rewind at 3 minutes in till the bit where they move to the next tune it's just FIIIRE...

dustandechos

P.O.S Purexed

[chorus]
yea so **** it
back to the wall
crush it laugh at em all
hush let em try to find the beauty in your face
yea something more than us all
hatin awh come on
dust let em try to find the beauty in the bassline
love it when the words dont change
we dont sing thats why we fade away
yea we do our own damn things
we dont blink at what tomorrow might bring at all
love it when love it when the words dont change
we dont sing thats why we fade away
yea we do our own damn thing
we dont blink at what tomorrow might bring at all

MrKingsley

Biggie: Gimme Tha Loot
Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up
and I'm shooting niggas quick if you hiccup
Don't let me fill my clip up in your back and head piece
The opposite of peace sending Mom Duke a wreath
You're talking to the robbery expert
Stepping to your wake with your blood on my shirt
Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant
'cos when I lick shots the ****s is persistent

Huh, goodness gracious the papers
Where the cash at? Where the stash at?
Nigga, pass that before you get your grave dug
from the main thug, .357 slug
And my nigga Biggie got an itchy one grip

One in the chamber, 32 in the clip
Mother****ers better strip, yeah nigga peel
before you find out how blue steel feel

from the Beretta, putting all the holes in your sweater
The money getter mother****ers don't have better
Rolex watches and colourful Swatches
I'm digging in pockets, mother****ers can't stop it

Man, niggas come through I'm taking high school rings too
Bitches get stripped down for they earrings and bangles
and when I rock her and drop her I'm taking her door knockers
And if she's resistant "baka! baka! baka!"

So go get your man bitch he can get robbed too

Tell him Biggie took it, what the **** he gonna do?

I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it
and if I said it the cocksucker won't forget it

Boom_Bap

Great thread, but can ya'll start putting the artist and song name with the verse? It will make it easier for people to look it up

Jay Ru

Sean Prices verse on Black Milks Matrix is so dope! Pharoah's verses is pretty ill to but Sean absolutely kills it, with that Krip-ta-nite line!

horsebox09

Great thread, surprised this hasn't been mentioned yet

Inspectah Deck - Triumph

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block

Boom_Bap

horsebox09 wrote: »

Great thread, surprised this hasn't been mentioned yet

Inspectah Deck - Triumph

That would be one of mine, Deck gets another with his verse from Guillotinz:

Poisonous paragraphs, smash ya phonograph
In half, it be the inspectah deck on the warpath
First class leavin mics with a cast
Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns blast
Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta
Rhymes runnin wild like a child in a walker
I scored from the inner slums abroad
And my thoughts are razor sharp i sliced the mic from the cord
First they criticize, but now they have become
Mentally paralyzed with hits that i devise
Now i testify, the rest is i, rebel ins
Ya highness, blessed to electrify
With voltage of an eel, truth that i reveal'll
Crush the amateurs who screamed to keep it real
Caesar black down hoodied up and fatigues
Part time minor leagues receive third degrees
Attack like a wolf pack, once i pull back
Then guard you, and bust through like a fullback

floggg

I presume Nature of the Threat by Ras Kass would be cheating? If not, then that.

Thought the first Eminem verse posted about unemployment was good, but can't really relate to that situation too well. More apt for me is Phonte's take on the low paid jobs and commuting from Speed by Little Brother below:

Another day to face, I'm share cropping in the paper chase
Take a deep breath and clear my database
It's afternoon I'm talking **** to my alarm clock
Cause I gotta face this world of capitalistic onslaught Don't stop when I jump in the whip, tryin to get it off Beltline got me rushin like Barichnakof
Pushin 80 miles per hour to this, call center
Tryin to pick up a check I only see twenty percent a
Until the weekend, it sound crazy when I'm sayin it
But sleepless nights, got me forgettin what day it is
Until my son two days with out speakin, looking for Reasons to keep my heir from goin off the deep end
I take this **** personally, I'm makin moves
But this treadmill lifestyle ain't workin for me
It's from ya crib to ya lab to ya job to make a profit
And at the days end you still got nothing accomplished
And it's just the way it's goin down, but on the real
I think I need to slow it down and slow it down

blackalicious

"lemonade is a popular drink and it still is, i get more props and stunts than bruce willis"

MrKingsley

As a one-liner it has to be Big Daddy Kane

"So put a quarter in your ass, cos ya played yourself"

Jamie Starr

One of my favourites is a more recent one:

"Live like there ain't no morrow,
And if one come then this the motto.
Now, I put message in bottle,
You go to the nearest beach,
And open your car door.
And walk to the place, where the sea meets the land,
Yeah it's easier to run the streets than walk in the sand." - Andre 3000 (Royal Flush)

And as always a Biggie verse has to be included, just for the hilariousness of it:

"As I leave my competition respirator style,
Climb the ladder to success escalator style"

kwestfan08

Always loved the this one liner in by Jay Z

" I check chedder like a food inspector"

Smeggy

I see no changes all I see is racist faces,
misplaced hate makes disgrace to races,
We under I wonder what it takes to make this
one better place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'cause both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
and only time we chill is when we kill each other
it takes skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact
the penitentiary's packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will never change
try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me what's a mother to do
bein' real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
sellin' crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well that's the way it is....

Diego Smartly

MF DOOM is without a doubt my fav MC, and lyrically I fcukin love this track:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rS1cggllfig

Love this Kool Keith Freestyle aswell:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OJkG4qAoTw4

I could probably stay on here all week postin up some of they're lines!

Ironman76

Wu Tang - For Heavens Sake (Wu Tang Forver album)

The intro to this song is probably my fav opener ever. LOVE this song.

Inspectah Deck

Yo, aiyyo my rap style swing like Willie Mays
My eyes Purple Haze, my solar rays burn through shades
My grenades raid the airwaves, catch this rap page
I glide like, hovercrafts on the Everglades
Boom master, with the faster blade, track slasher
Manufacture poems to microphones, bones fracture
Limited edition composition spark friction
non-fiction, the calm bomb keep your arm distant
Zero tolerance, dominant intelligence
Wu original, true colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
and overthrow I, but choke, with they hopes up high
I circulate the tri-state and vibrate beyond the Richter
Flies sense to flock when they spot this live nigga
The crowd seducer black your third eye before I lose ya
Verbal high I leave stars in the eyes of Medusa
Top ten, parley like Cochran, it's often
narrow margin, of your odds to dodge the marksman
Murder rap, kill you soft like Roberta Flack
Words attack like a british bulldog, observe the stacks

2040

Q-Tip's verse on this(starts at 1.08). I know it might seem a strange choice but i've loved this verse for years, even though on paper it doesn't look too exceptional. The way he shudders at the start is just class.

A_Border_Bandit

"...and I get more ass than a toilet seat"

Eminem - Shake that

Danow247

Good thread!! I have loads that i love!!

Jay z - What More Can I say:

"I say a B.I.G. verse I'm only biggin up my brother
Biggin up my borough
I'm big enough to do it
I'm that thorough
Plus i know my own flow is foolish
So the rings and things you sing about
Bring em out
It's hard to yell when the bar-rel's in your mouth"

Nas - Heaven

"It's hard taking this
Racist planet where they take another brother in a handcuff
Even if he innocent nigga get on the car put your mother****ing hands up
Thinking I'm a lose it
My mom's in chemo
Three times a week, yo keep trying but people
Is hard and God your young soldier's not so bold
But needs you
This world's my home but world I would leave"


Biggie - Sky's the Limit:

After realizin, to master enterprisin
I ain't have ta be in school by ten, I was in
Began to encounter, wit my counter-parts
I holla burn the block apart, break it down into sections
Drugs by the selection
Some use pipes, others use in-jec-tions
Syringe sold seperately, Frank the deputy
Quick to grab my Smith-n-Wessun, like my dick was missin
To protect my position, my corner, my layer
While we out here, say the hustlas prayer
If the game shakes me or breaks me
I hope it makes me a better man
Take a better stand
Put money in my moms hand
Get my daughter this college plan, so she don't need no man
Stay far from timid
Only make moves when ya heart's in it
And live the phrase Sky's The Limit
Mother****er... see you chumps on top


2pac - Me Against The World:

With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath
When will I finaly get to rest? Through this supression
they punish the people that's askin questions
And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions
The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons
Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don't ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people and politics we address
Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic
And when you get stranded
And things don't go the way you planned it
Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference
Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen
If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change
It wasn't nuttin like the game
It's just me against the world

Snake Pliisken

Never Dead - Mf Doom(feat. M. Sayyid) off of Vaudeville Villain.

"Pull out the ox cutter, dig in then I mutter, I stutter what I utter
Then check in your little cash flow or give my nigga back his hasborough
I catch ya, stab slow and that's woh
Shorty with the big talk, you gotta go. swing on the drip to leave scars
Bood spattered on his fat laced abdul jabbars"

That last line got me into hip-hop, not the bloody part, just the flow.

WhoDat

Nas - NY State of Mind

Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, inflictin composition
of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine
Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I'm suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine and I'll defeat foes
Y'all know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk ****
Remeniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped
Niggaz be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit
Lead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my **** is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the building lobby
and it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be
(So whatchu sayin?) It's like the game ain't the same
Got younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name
and claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
Fo'-fives and gauges, Macs in fact
Same niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks in black
There was a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wives basin
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind.

Surely this is one of the best verses ever written by a rapper.

I also like this:

Lauryn Hill - Final Hour

I treat this like my thesis
Well written topic
Broken down into pieces
I introduce then produce
Words so profuse
It's abuse how I juice up this beat
Like I'm deuce
Two people both equal
Like I'm Gemini
Rather simeon
If I Jimmy on this lock I could pop it
You can't stop it
Drop it
Your whole crew's microscopic
Like particles while I make international articles
And on the cover
Don't discuss the baby mother business
I been in this third LP you can't tell me, I witness
First handed I'm candid
You can't stand it
Respect demanded
And get flown around the planet
Rock Hard like granite or steel
People feel Lauryn Hill from New-Ark to Israel
And this is real
So I keep makin' the street's ballads
While you lookin' for dressin' to go with your tossed salad

This is good from Lupe too:

Lupe Fiasco - Handcuffs

He's sittin in the front of the police car position
His mission is bending, pinning charges on niggas even if they didn't
He's sittin in court lying, testifying against defendants
Like That
And he love to choke niggas
He don't trip with the rich he just love the broke niggas
Probably did more dirt in the street than most niggas
Even the old people don't like him, cuz of the way he approach niggas
"Nigga you ain't no better than me"
Just a hustla with a badge confiscate the dope money
Put it with your retirement boat money
You ain't building no playgrounds in the poor for some cash
That ain't a pension thats a shoe box stash
With a glock to protect it we both undercover check it
Thinking that the good we do, gonna out weigh the sinning that we do to
collect it
Sayin it's for the community, they don't value us
Only around because the property value up
And they gotta clean the street before they put the houses up
Knock the Section 8's down...put them 200,000's up
Feel he don't get paid enough
To kick in doors to raid and cuff
So he use what niggas get on the street to supplement the wages cut
So he gotta keep just enough niggas out there hustlin to keep his paper up
Like that
Maybe he should be in the handcuffs.


Just a few of my favourites!

1mcampo1

Phife - A Tribe called Quest - Scenario

I'm all that and then some,
Short dark and handsome,
Bust a nut inside your eye
to show your where I come from


Lupe Fiasco - Dumb It Down

And I'm mouthless
Which means I'm soundless
Now as far as the hearing, I've found it
It was as far as the distance from an earring to the ground is
But the doorknockers on the ear of a stewardess in a Lear
She fine and she flyin, I feel I'm flying by'em 'cause my mind's on cloud nine and in her mind at the same time

Lupe's flow in the song is untouchable imo

Darlughda

Another vote for Eminem's Rock Bottom

"Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged"

GodlessInfidel

'Softly as if i play piano in the dark' - Dre 3000

' Honeys play me close like butter play toast'- Biggie

' We eat fish, tossed salads, make Rap ballads'- Raekwon

' Livin off borrowed time the clock ticks faster'- MF Doom

' Cooler than a polar bears toenails'- Big Boi

' Im frustrated twenty nine years no educated'- ODB

' Smoke so much lie saw a dead bird flying through a broken sky' - Nas

' Wu roll together as one, I call my brother sun cause he shine like one' - Mef

' Blaze the herb, ease the pain'- Klashnekoff

' It seems i'm headin for the pen I try to find my friends but they blowin in the wind'- Pac

' How can i keep my composure when so many different thoughts fought for exposure?'- Rakim

'niggas don't know my style, crooked smile, juvenile, was a problem child'- Pac (RIP).

CorkMan

While I'm watchin every nigga watchin me closely
my **** is butter for the bread they wanna toast me
I keep my head, both of them where they supposed to be
Hoes'll get you sidetracked then clap from closed feet
I don't sleep, I'm tired, I feel wired like codeine, these days
a brother gotta admire from four fiends away
My pain wish it was quick to see, from sellin 'caine
til brains was fried to a fricaisse, can't lie
At the time it never bothered me, at the bar
gettin my thug on properly, my squad and me
lack of respect for authority, laughin hard
Happy to be escapin poverty, however brief
I know this game got valleys and peaks, expectation
for dips, four percent pertation we stack chips, hardly
The youth I used to be, soon to see a mill'in
No more, Big Willie my game has grown prefer you call me William
Illin for revenues, Rayful Edmonds like
Channel 7 news, round seven jewels, hand gettin the mic
Forgettin all I ever knew, convenient amnesia
I suggest you call my lawyer, I know the procedure
Lock my body can't trap my mind, easily
explain why we adapt to crime
I'd rather die enormous than live dormant that's how we on it
Live at the main event, I bet a trip to Maui on it
Presidential suites my resedential for the weekend
Confidentially speakin in codes since I sense you peekin
The NSX rental, don't be fooled my game is mental
We both out of town dog, what you tryin to get into?
Viva, Las Vegas, see ya, later at the crap tables
meet me by the one that starts a G up
This way no fraud Willie's present gambling they re-up
And we can have a pleasant time, sippin margaritas
Ge-ge-geyeahhh, can I live?
Can I live?

Jay-Z Can I live!! Class song, the bold lines are my favourite.

GodlessInfidel

Wu-Tang song Babies from Iron flag

Ghostface Killah:
Aiyyo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in Brooklyn
All this while he let the fiends cook it
The baseheads stirred it up, plus they got to blow it up
Dropped it off in the PJ's and they bigged it up
Then one day, **** jumped off real crazy
The middle of a bathroom they find an old lady
No clothes, half of her tongue, ear missin
The killer had to be mad smart, he wore mittens
Even though her leg was bitten
Crackheads point the finger at Detective Slick Morris Gittins
Paleface cop who done popped the desk
And got the chop on his neck from when he knocked Celeste
It was a slug, drug, he pressured everybody on the block
Some niggaz know him as the Godson of Gotti
And his black partner, he was scared to speak
He saw how they planted weapons on these kids in the street
He saw like over fifty bodies in like fifty-two weeks
He saw his colleague pick up money before leavin his beat
They call him desk duty, Robocop
Younger dudes call him Freddy Krugs from the way he walk on the block

GZA:
You're just worms in the worst part of the apple that's rotten
You squirm and you turn from the right, still plottin
All slimy cause you stay grimy, petty crimey cat
You sometime me, don't need to remind me about
livin in the core, with the scramblers in front of the store
The bum holdin the door, the mugging no one saw
We played ball in the alley where dope was shot raw
And the school they kept flawed, plus the lowest test scores
Small percentage determined to strengthen they position
Transformation from critical to, stable condition
But it still be obstacles on niggaz that's optical
Watchin you like salt-water sharks that's tropical
The money was the root and it's the instinct to make it
With they pockets and fridge naked, many aim to take it
Whether - hold up, set up, stabbin or a wet up
Just to know it was the kid next door fizzucked your head up
Once he fell short, frequently visit the courts
And for some, another way out, is music and sports
That's why I, keep the rhyme just as fly as a shot
that won the championship, with just oh on the clock

This whole song (Luminal by the Gza) is a lyrical masterpiece here's a few snippets..
[GZA]
For some, the sun will never come out tomorrow
Like those in this heart pounding tale of random horror
Of a body count, after trashin' it, they done with it
Victims inflicted with passionate punishment
Specific offers of horrific torture
That left crime scenes, that retired law enforcers
This ruthlessness knew no bounds, as he beat him down
Shot him while gagged and bound, kept the whole town
Shocked, with they doors locked, fire arms cocked
Major roads blocked, no one knows when he knocks
As a kid he killed three pets of an attorney
So his child passion became a life long journey
Grew into a world of destruction, abduction
Left many body parts flowin' on the Hudson
Whether fountain or ditch, after the ride you hitched
Screams is high pitched from scars you can't stitch
Mutilated and decapitated, white collar chicks
Just from his involvement in local politics
His outfit stained with the blood of the slain
While his backyard full of skeletal remains
His goal in life, was preparation for death
An autopsy showed affixation, loss of breath
Was it his fascination, for strangulation
The lynchings in the '20's was his inspiration
Unspeakable acts that made front page
Motivated by an unexplainable rage ..............

The State psychologist, forensic pathologist
Warned the detective to search beyond the obvious
They ruled out the possibility that the killa be
Physically fit with athletic ability
Talley and murder, on his agenda
There was no word, and it's code for surrender
So when the headlines had announced the arrest, the repercussion
Was his trial became a lightning rod for discussion
Compellin' evidence, statements from residents
Validated guilt as he maintained his innocence
From the hair to the fiber, broke the bondage wire
The stains on the carpet consisted with saliva
DNA directly linked to the psycho
Luminal made it glow, was test to Type 0
For many years, a lot of murders went unsolved
A lot of blood resolve as guns still revolve
The bullets had names that made the frames shatter
Most savage massacre that made the brains scatter
Detectives astounded by the scope of the crime
Made a hard discovery from one of many signs
While questionin' a man he picked up on a scanner
He reacted in a loud and agitated matter
And once they tried to read him his rights
He turned cold as ice

scientific1982

"Dead in the middle of little Italy ......."

Also every single word from stakes is high by de la is classic.

Michael 09

Kanye - Last Call

Now I can let these dream killers kill my self esteem
or use my arrogance as a steam to power my dream

Kanye - Big Brother

If you admire someone go ahead and tell 'em
People never get the flowers while they can still smell 'em

horsebox09

"Lock my body, can't trap my mind" - Jay-Z - Can I Live

"Why is the sky blue?
Why is Water wet?
Why did Judus rat to Romans while Jesus slept?" - Ghostface Killah - 4th Chamber

"I judge wisely,
as if nothing ever surprise me,
loungin', between two pillars of ivory" - Killah Priest - 4th Chamber (haha I'll end up quoting every line from this song!)

"Life's a bitch, but God forbid the bitch divorce me" - Nas - Affirmative Action

and probably my favorite line(s) ever:
"I am the poetical pastor
Slave to a label but I own my masters
Still get it poppin' without artist & repertoire
Cause monch is a monarch only minus the A&R" - Pharoahe Monch - Desire

davemc180

cant remember the name of the song but its jedi mind tricks..

the line is..

WHEN GOD SEEN THE POWER I POSESS IN MY HAND , HE BANNED MY GENE FROM REPLICATING IN MAN!!

also from uncommom valor

line...

MY SON DIED HE AINT LIVE BUT I STILL TRY TO THINK POSITIVE , CAUSE IN LIFE GOD TAKE GOD GIVE!!

they have serious lyrics

GodlessInfidel

goes without saying i guess but nearly all of illmatic here's some of my fav's...

one love:
'shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
only twelve trying to tell me that he liked my style
then i rose, wiping the blunts ash from my clothes
then froze only to blow the herb smoke through my nose'

memory lane:
'I rap divine Gods check the prognosis, is it real or showbiz?
My window faces shootouts, drug overdoses
Live amongst no roses, only the drama, for real
A nickel-plate is my fate, my medicine is the ganja'

'my pen taps the paper then my brain's blank
I see dark streets, hustlin brothers who keep the same rank
Pumpin for somethin, some uprise, plus some fail
Judges hangin niggaz, uncorrect bails, for direct sales
My intellect prevails from a hangin cross with nails
I reinforce the frail, with lyrics that's real'

evil_seed

...You dont stand a chance,
matter fact, u dont have half the stance (nope) to stand if u stood half a chance
like C-H-A, to dance wit this man from the C-H-A's
give it up, just abandon plans
since U dont have half the stance like an amputee,
U dont have half the pants that it takes to command a family, a fan, or command a fee..
So u will never get the ransom u demand from me!...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Br03ce2vwaM

eightyfish

I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours
I'm just on some other shit
I'm all about the beats and the lyrics
So when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by the presence of my spirit

No interference we persevere
The purpose is clear
We're here to leave your ear hurtin severe
You're lurking in fear
Cause we take it back like Robin Loxly
Rockin' from country sides to spots where hard rocks be

I often wonder if these MC's even know how it feels
To dedicate they whole life to this mic of steel
Its not about the bills
That's not keeping it real
A lot of tight rappers out here ain't got no deals

We appeal to the brothers with flow finesse
Cause it's the hundred watt blood shot game of death
Cause we're protected by the covenant of words and beats
Rewind and feel the heat
Recline and take a seat
So ah...

Let's take you back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MCs
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap from the Jurassic

- J5, Concrete Schoolyard

floggg

Phonte - Yellow Lines (Cunninglynguists)

She used to call me late at night
Didn't take long to see that we were a-alikes
On the same page, just couldn't get it right
McIntosh of my eye, let me take a mega bite
I cordially invite you to come take a ride in my thoughts
Switch memory lanes while we dreamin, wanderin
And in return I'll strip my inhibitions
And go skinny dipping in your stream of consciousness
She said it sounds tempting
And I don't want to catch feelings
But this urge is calling me bad
I said well suga, if ya worried bout catching feelings
Chances are you already have
And there's no need to deny ourselves
I mean, lie to each other and deprive ourselves
Denial's not a game I'm prepared to play
So I express things most niggas scared to say
Put a spell on 'em, Forgive me Lord but I'm hell on 'em
Baby we grown folk, So let me longstroke
And send em back to they man with my smell on 'em
Let me be quiet before I tell on 'em

Dr. Greenthumb

Jay Z - Dreams - Blueprint 2

I see I said, jealousy I said
Got the whole industry mad at me I said
Then B.I. said, "Hov' remind yourself
nobody built like you, you designed yourself"
I agree I said, my one of a kind self
Get stoned every day like Jesus did
What he said, I said, has been said before
"Just keep doin your thing," he said, say no more

GodlessInfidel

Masta Killa's verse on Raekwon's The Table:

'Soaked in degrees of knowledge, polished by sun rays
Carving by nine swordsmen to a needle point of perfection
It's a blessing to deliver this lesson
While travellin the planet, extending development
And vote for the mind, never ended
We now send it long winded, descended
Infital, Bobby Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now
Wit knowledge and wisdom
The original sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan'

HATCHET IRL

True story...
Call me Thorburn, John H. Staff Sergeant, Marksman
Skilling, killing, illing
I'm able and willing
Kill a village elephant, rapin' and pillage your village
Illegitimate killers, US Military guerillas
This ain't no real war, Vietnam ****
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing
Sex, gambling and boozin', all the **** is amusing
Bitches and guns, this is every man's dream
I don't want to go home, where I'm just a ordinary human being
Special OP, Huey chopper gun ship, run ****
Gook run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss, kill ****
Spit four-thousand bullets a minute
Victor Charlie, hit trigger, hit it
I'm in it to win it, get it
The lieutenant hinted the villain, I've ended up killing
I did it, cripple, did it, pictures I painted is vivid, live it
A wizard with weapons, a secret mission we about to begin it
Government funded, behind enemy lines bullets is spraying
It's heating up, a hundred degrees
The enemies the North-Vietnamese, bitch please
Ain't no sweat, I'm told be at ease.
Until I see the pilot got hit, and we about to hit some trees
till the rotor broke, crash land, American man
Cambodia, right in the enemy hand
Take a swig of the whiskey to calm us
Them yellow men wearing black pajamas
They want to harm us
They all up on us
Bang, bang, bullet hit my chest, feel no pain
To my left, the captain caught a bullet right in his brain
Body parts flying, loss of limbs, explosions
Bad intentions, I see my best friend's intestins
Pray to the one above, It's raining and I'm covered in mud
I think I'm dying, I feel dizzy, I'm losing blood
I see my childhood, I'm back in the arms of my mother
I see my whole life, I see Christ, I see bright lights
I see Israelites, Muslims and Christians at peace, no fights
Blacks, Whites, Asians, people of all types
I must have died, then I woke up, suprised I'm alive
I'm in a hospital bed, they rescued me, I survived
I escaped the war, came back
But ain't escape Agent Orange, two of my kids born handicapped
Spastic, quadriplegia, micro cephalic
Cerebral palsy, cortical blindness, name it they had it
My son died he ain't live, but I still try to think positive
Cause in life, God take, God give

R.A The Rugged Man-Uncommon valour
his flow is sick and is based on his fathers time in vietnam, all the stuff about the kids is true


'I'm past wicked, slash vicious/If we clash I'll blast clips and leave your presence in the past like last Christmas/'

from freestyle cypher on crookrd I's ep mr pigface weapon waist

HATCHET IRL

also..
Biggie..
The wickedest..

Biggie Smalls is the wickedest
Niggaz say I'm pussy? I dare you to stick your dick in this
If I was pussy I'd be filled with syphillis
Herpes, gonorrhea, chlamydia, gettin rid of ya
Got it locked like the penitentiary
Niggaz mention me for M.C. execution, who you choosin?
The wack MC? Or the black fat MC?
Jack Dempsey would start shakin
All it's takin, is some marijuana and I'm makin
MC's break fast like flapjacks and bacon
Backspins to windmill, who's still the gin drinker
Ill thinker - explodin when the paper hits the ink, uhh
Take your gangsta chronicles, turn to page 666
Holocaust, Big the merciless
Niggaz press they luck-and they get a butt****-in
Straight up the ass, raw dog with the rash
and I don't **** wit the condoms
The condoms is a problem from the AIDS gettin sprayed
Diseases, Big pleases, MC's across the seas
is just the way I clutch my prey, hey
I'm crazy and deranged
Blowin niggaz out the frame, simple and plain
But gettin back, to the black, rhinocerous of rap
Big took a loss, how preposterous is that nigga?
Recognize.. notorious Biggie Smalls, ninety-four, "Ready to Die"
Y'all niggaz hold y'all heads
Mister Cee, set it off baby-pop

weemcd

Royce Da 5'9 - Shake This

Fresh outta jail,
Feeling like Christopher Walken
The king of my city,
Swinging my dick as I’m walking

Unsinnig

Die Antwoord - $copie

Yo ninja innie moederfokken huisie
I zone in duk when I move up on a meisie
Hello baby, kss, kss, (soen) kykie
Hoesit, kan ek my piel binne in jou poes sit?
Uh, that's how I'm rolling
Poes koel status, zoning for a boning
Rap fantasy with a real life touch
Uh, feel my rush
I'm wys ripping to the bass, tripping off my face
I'm laced, hook you with a phrase, put you in a daze
Rap-rave t-t-t-to the grave sinne binne my
Vat vyf, my piel is styf binne in jou lyf
Say my name! Ninja! We can play a game
Vat 'n kans, my ****in' rhymes put you in a trance
Skud jou boude, skud-skud jou boude
I hope you can like it in the hol, nè?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5dhSnvKbJw

HalloweenJack

Sticky Fingaz' verse on Remember Me by Eminem. The more I listen to SF, the more respect I have for him.

"Niggaz that take no for an answer, get told no
Yeah I been told no but it was more like, "No, no, no!!!"
Life's a bitch that'll **** you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a competitor
this vet is ahead of,
The **** is all redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead-a the cheddars and credda
Settle vendetta one metal beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Evidence? NOPE! Never leave a shred-of
I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches total
Want beef, nigga? PBBT! You better dead that ****
My name should be "Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-****"
Probably sayin', "He ain't a killer", but I'm killin' myself
Smoke death, **** bitches raw, on the kitchen floor
So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggaz in my hood who'd do that **** for a blunt or two
What you wanna do, cocksuckers? We glock busters
'Til the cops cuff us, we'll start ruckus and drop blockbusters
'Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
I'm gettin' wires niggaz wantin' me dead, wantin' my head
You think it could be somethin' I said?"

Jus.Me

4 pages and no rakim?

kathywithak

And you can never break my stride, you'll never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow
You'll never take my pride, killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
Is getting no mercy,
mark my words ain't letting up, relentless, I smell blood
I don't give a ****, keep giving them hell,
where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love

:rolleyes: