Best hiphop verse ever

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..in your opinion. Post the verse and emcee. Obviously you won't know the verse off by heart or be even bothered to type it out but you can just get it off ohhla.com . I'll post mine in a minute..

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I give you the creeps
My style's sickening
First the awakening
Prepare for the quickening
Battle sole controller
There can only be one
Drink a can of Pepsi-cola
While I'm walking on the sun
I'm ill
Equipped with interchangeable weaponry
Three mystical blades
And multiple personalities
Come crisp with raspiness
Witchcraft to grasp this
Depth of perception
Schizophrenic perfectionist
My direction is out there past the stars
Part beast, with powerful jaws and sharp claws
Exceptional in this physical existence
Suck on my potential
And choke on this persistence
For instance I'm the light
That’s shining in the distance
Palm trees pina colodas
Citrus and incense
I'm intense
Joker laugh get broke in half
Like Sylvester Stallone
Comfortable, stroke the shaft
No doubt I’m immaculate
I'm tackling those
Cackling crows attacking
And I'm packing in shows
Transform, but still come with fantastic form
Ancient war chants
Clips surpass the norm
Windstorm that is creating a god-awful mess
Now take a shot at the best
I got a lot off my chest
And this is hot off the press
And it sizzles and scorches
I scorch you down in deep dark caves lead by torches

Madchild from Swollen Members on Bless and Destroy. Not very deep but i just love the verse.

stresslemania

i'm not gonna post up the full thing, just some choice bits:

Aesop Rock - 'Daylight'

"Yo...put one up shackle me, not clean logic procreation
I did not invent the wheel I was the crooked spoke adjacent
While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement
I walk the block with a halo and a stick poking your patience"

and

"And I'm sleeping now (Wow!) And the settlers laugh
You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash
You won't be laughing when the buzzards drag your brother's flags into rags
You won't be laughing when your front lawn is spangled with epitaphs
You won't be laughing
And I hang my boots to rest when I'm impressed
So I triple knot them then I forgot them
This origami dream is beautiful
but man those wings will never leave the ground
Without a feather and a lottery ticket, now settle down"


and from CanOx - 'irony galaxy'
"Strive live live **** five I want a hundred and eight mic's"

is one of my favourite lines - kinda sad to see vast reuse it or a variation on it on a track on the Def Jux 2 album - oh well.

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yeah, when vorduls verse and flow on that track are unnatural. Daylight is class aswell, really deep and an excellent beat to go with it.

Makaveli

From Concentration by J5 and Quannum MCs
"The rhyme ambassador that mastered the ceremony
So passengers fasten up these average cats'll never catch up to us

Yeah I hot dog the ball behind the yes yes y'all
**** hanging on the shore trying to ball

No, I don't jitterbug with lyrically idiotic litterbugs
They sit and bug the **** out of me eat em up for dinner so

We imburse to disperse, wish your last was your first bit
Consume the whole room and you wonder where the earth went

So I reduce the risk
Spit words like a journalist
And burnin it in unofficial mic tournaments

I'll play off night watchin trife cuz we might utilize
the mic as a rightful for the eyes on the prize
So try to conduct yourself in a manner that's wise
Ain't that right? Right right, True, right right
Tell em why"

From Iron Galaxy, not really a verse but a line

"You were a still born baby.
Mother didnt want you,
but you were still born."

From Concrete Schoolyard by J5
"Hey, I'm 2na-Fish from U-N-I-T-Y
Do or die
Anti-illumaniti, why
Do the liquid from my vocals
Make the ghetto start swimming
Forever winning I'm in it
Like Medolark Lemon
I get goose bumps
When the baseline thumps
A sucka MC freestyle
He had mine for lunch
Marc 7even get you open like an attach‚
Briefcase in this case
The victor is no way
Ah, ah the tool spinners
Cooking the full dinner
Killing the first born of lyrical Yul Brenner's
When is it the academy
Rattling your anatomy
That'll be J 5 so kill all of your fake flattery
That'll be the day
When labels pay our way
2na what you say
when MC's come to play
Man fe dead
Cause we take it back like Spinal Tap
Preparing your intellect before your final nap"

RasTa

my fav would be pharoahe monch "bring it on" verse just for the way he switches up and slows down rappin
verse is good aswell

Mind chip
I even be gettin more graphic than an Neo Geo
Thirty-two bit computer chip be slipped between my lips
and then I'll spit
Spit it out spit it out go ahead spit out
that itty bitty style you upchuck
Betta believe I butt**** MC's from the rear it appears you're stuck up
It's my terminology that strike up mind and rips this beat apart
You know the many styles I choose will bruise crews from the start
I flow awkwardly cause awkwardly I flow that's to the rhythm
Incisions are made into the brain and then I begin to give em
a lobotomy, follow me I'm shapin your brain.. like.. pottery
all over the track
Gimme the P-H gimme the A-R gimme the O-A gimme the H-E, Pharoahe
Crazy poison tip arrows are hittin you from all directions
You cannot dodge or manage to dislodge them from the point at
which they are connecting
I am se-se-selecting a ne-ne-ne-new style
Live for pa-pa-pa-pile-piles of MC's who try to get bu-bu-bu-buck-buckwild
Fu-fu-fu-**** dat, when I'm in a renovative state of mind
I'm innovative, never been afraid of rockin the microphone
I'm prone to be eliminating
Cling when I sing a song of sixpence if it makes sense then sing along
Cling along to my nuts if you got guts then bring it on

Fidelis

Souls of Mischief - 93 'till Infinity

"Dial the seven digits
Call up Bridget
Her man's a midget
Plus she got friends, yo, I can dig it
Here's a fourty, swig it
You know it's frigid
I got 'em chillin' in the cooler
Break out the ruler"

Not the best, lyrically, but it sounds so damn good

adnans

"I twist darts from the heart, tried and true
Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks
Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin
Tell your story walkin
Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid
Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies
So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted
My deadly notes reigns supreme
Your fort is basic compared to mine
Domino effect, arts and crafts
Paragraphs contain cyanide
Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion
catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods"

cappadona on wu tang's triumph.

Monkey

"Dial the seven digits
Call up Bridget
Her man's a midget
Plus she got friends, yo, I can dig it
Here's a fourty, swig it
You know it's frigid
I got 'em chillin' in the cooler
Break out the ruler" "

those lyrics are absolutely rubbish

2040

song is class tho

Fidelis

Originally posted by Monkey
those lyrics are absolutely rubbish

I said that the lyrics weren't great, you think I'm disputing that? Read what I said, read it, then get back in your box.

Cheez

Fro some reason i like these eminem lyrics on Reenegade
on the Jay-Z album

Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
Usin his music to steer it, sharin his views and his merits
But there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it
Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America
as a mother****in drug addict - like you didn't experiment?
Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased
And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents
You ****in do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage!

There ye go now

Kali

Artificial amateurs, aren't at all amazing
Analytically, I assault, animate things
Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding
Casually create catastrophes, casualties
Cancelling cats got their canopies collapsing
Detonate a dime of dank daily doin dough
Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low
Eatin other editors with each and every energetic
Epileptic episode, elevated etiquette
Furious fat fabulous fantastic
Flurries of funk felt feeding the fanatics
Gift got great global goods gone glorious
Gettin godly in his game with the goriest
Hit em high, hella height, historical
Hey holocaust hints hear 'em holler at your homeboy
Imitators idolize, I intimidate
In a instant, I'll rise in a irate state
Juiced on my jams like jheri curls jockin joints
Justly, it's just me, writin my journals
Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of (King Kong?)
Karate kick (Thai frits?) in my kingdom
Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is
Learned lame louses just lose to my livery
My mind makes marvelous moves, masses
Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered
Niggas nap knowin I'm nice naturally
Knack, never lack, make noise nationally
Operation, opposition, off, not optional
Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals
Perfected poem, powerful punchlines
Pummelling petty powder puffs in my prime
Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's Quannum
Quarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got uh
Really raw raps, risin up rapidly
Riding the rushing radioactivity
Super scientifical sound search sought
Silencing super fire saps that are soft
Tales ten times talented, too tough
Take that, challengers, get a tune up
Universal, unique untouched
Unadulterated, the raw uncut
Verb vice lord victorious valid
Violate vibes that are vain make em vanished
While well well would a wise wordsmith just
Weaving up words weeded up, I'm a workshift
Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra large
X-height letters, and xylophone tones
Yellow back, yak mouth, young ones yaws
Yesterday's lawn yards sell our (yawn?)
Zig zag zombies, zoomin to the zenith
Zero in zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme ZEA-LOTS!....

Kali

btw..

that was gift of gab (from blackalicious) - alphabet aerobics... starts off slow and keeps getting faster and faster with each letter, bloody excellent.

RasTa

yea tha alphabet aerobics song is great
another gift of the gab classic is a2g

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i read things wrong

Son of Blam

I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with anb itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung

(Sir Mix a Lot - Baby Got Back)