the greatest rap verses of all-time

[Bucket_Nakedz]

Ima Keep you up on whats popping and shake you fresh to death when we hit the mall we can ball till theres no more left I know you aint used to it but you gon get used to it cause that's the only way im a do you and just All my hommies think Im tripping cause I got you a pad see they just mad cause they aint get you they aint get you SCORPIO is your sign and girl your so fine And i would do whatever in no time LET ME HOLD YOU No Shine Its what your coming with but Ima change all that Rearrange that Put you in the range all black with the rims to match phone attached TVs in the back How you gon say no to that? Huh LET ME HOLD YOU ****** Look at me like now here you go really bout to blow some doe But ain't nobody did it before so why is you so go hold it Cause I believe this was meant to be I just gotta work at it like a crack attic up in rehab

[artex]

az on lifes a bitch , illmatic in general

[ILLsmak]

Big Pun - Dream Shatterer

This, get the original on youtube. Or check out firewater and puns verse in that. The verses in Notorious thugs by Bone.

hmm...ghostface one, ghostface nutmeg...

a lot of shit that's unlisted.

-Smak

[MMM]

I'm a GZA fan, but

GZA on 4th Chamber >>>>>>>>>>>>> GZA on 7th Chamber

True, dunno how i forgot about 4th Chamber

The banks of G, all CREAM downs a vet
Money feed good, opposites off the set
It ain't hard to see, my seeds need God-degree
I got mouths to feed, unnecessary beef is more cows to breed
I'm on some tax free shit by any means
Whether bound to hit scheme or some counterfeit CREAM
I learned much from such with cons who run scams
Veterans got the game spiced like ham
And from that, sons are born and guns are drawn
Clips are fully loaded, and then blood floods the lawn
Disciplinary action was a fraction of strength
that made me truncate the length one tenth
Woofers stomp, tweeters hiss like air pumps
RZA shaved the track, ****** caught razor bumps
Scarred tryin to figure who invented
this unprecented, opium-scented, dark-tinted
Now watch me blow him out his shoes without clues
Cuz I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fuse

but 7th Chamber is pretty nice as well

My my my
My Clan is thick like plaster
Bust ya, slash ya
Slit a ***** back like a Dutch Master Killer
Style jumped off and Killa, Hill-er
I was the thriller in the Ali-Frazier Manilla
I came down with phat tracks that combine and interlock
Like getting smashed by a cinder block
Blaow! Now it's all over
****** seeing pink hearts, yellow moons
orange stars and green clovers

Nevertheless GZA is the Mariano Rivera of Rap nobody closes better.

[Godzuki]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZnMe...feature=relmfu

[AlphaWolf24]

And that's how the shit was handled, first name jack, last name daniels
Had two boys named e and j, e had the nine and j the ak
Clocked on a street called hennessey, robs with a mother ****er named
O.e.
E had a bitch and her name was gin, had a ***** named juice doin time
In the pen
You couldn't tell that gin was a bitch though, 'cause she was ****in some
***** named cisco
E and j knew tonight they'd come with two fat ****** named bacardi and
Rum
The cap jacks hoe and the sight was scary, the bitch was all bloody
And her name was mary
Officer martini wiped up the body, and all fingers pointed at rum and
Bacardi

Can't **** wit it.....y'all know this.

[Kblaze8855]

Pharoah monch deserves several mentions:

Understand, New York City respects my game like Joe Namath
And I protect my name like your anus, In prison
y'all don't hear me Y'all don't listen
Y'all just wanna shine Y'all just wanna glisten
Floss, knowing that the soul is still missing
(Who am I?) Im 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
When my brain excels, your train derails
Pop shit, make you feel the Clipse like Pharrell



Like 3-4 lines a song he slides in something I remember for 10 years.

Young Eastwood, just tryin' to eat good
Breathe easy, relax....Mac like Fleetwood
Keep snoring Keep sleeping, I'll keep touring
Come back, lay in the cut like Neosporin
Came out of the fallopian blastin'
Pharoahe hungrier than Ethiopians fastin'

[Kblaze8855]

And if Jay is mentioned...

Already Home is just immaculate. Start to finish classic lines.


I taught 'em bout fish scale they want me to fish for them
They want me to catch clean, then cook up a dish for them
All of this just for them, or they got a diss for him
They want me to disappear, like it's gonna SHIFT for them
They say that I'm in the way, they want me to sit with them
But what they admitting is, they ain't got shit for him
But really the fact is, we not in the same bracket
Not in the same league, don't shoot at the same baskets
Don't pay the same taxes, hang with the same bitches
So how am I in the way, what is it I'm missing?
***** I been missing, ***** I been gone
The shit that you just witnessed is the shit that I been on
And as for the critics, tell me I don't get it
Everybody can tell you how to do it, they never did it
Now these *****'s is mad, oh they call me a Camel
But I mastered the drought, what the **** I'm an animal


I'm in the hall already, on the wall already
I'm a work of art, I'm a Warhol already
On another level, on another plane already
H-O-V I got my own lane already (already)
I done cooked up the Roc already
So why the **** can't you all get hot already (already)
Put your name in the pot already, ****** compare me to Biggie and Pac already
Like I'm gone already and I am ***** I'm already home already
If you all can't already see I ain't worried about you all cos I'm already me
Do you already, enough of the complaining boohoos already
Eat food already, ain't nothing given you gotta claim your shoes already,
Yeah, so in summation I don't know who you racing I'm already at the finish line with the flag waving - c'mon!

[DonDadda59]

R.A. The Rugged Man- Uncommon Valor (2nd Verse)

True story...
Call me Thorburn, John A. 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 a real war, Vietnam shit
World War II, that's a war, this is just a military conflict
Soothing, drug-abusing, Vietnamese women screwing
Sex, scampling and booze, and all the shit 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 shit, run shit
Gook run when the mini-gun spit, won't miss, kill shit
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 enemy's 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 intestines
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, quadriplegic, 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

Canibus-Poet Laureate II

This is the line of will, the circle of time
the cycle of eternity, the emergence of 1 mind
Academic phonetics render critics tongue-tied
Ive personified dry humor of ***-laude alumni
A wise man sees failure as progress
a fool divorces his knowledge and misses the logic
And loses his soul in the process
obsessed with nonsense with a caricature that has no content
My style is masterful, multi-lateral
I could battle a fool and be naturally cruel
Words of scourn are a disastrous tool
from an existentialist view, I'm a better rapper then you
Grab the mic and rip your physical fabric in 2
my attitude is ****ed up but admirable
Different methods interpreted into different forms
from entirely different perceptions and seen from different norms
Not just spittin a poem there's much more involved
there's much more pieces of the puzzle for you to solve
48 orders of mechanical laws
and rays of creational cause, enhance the cadence of my bars
Maybe I am self-absorbed
but that's the effect, to find the cause you should ask my A&R
Today is what it is, but only because yesterday was what it was
permitting you heard of Beelzebub
A tale of demons and drugs, pissy drunk in the club
with the DJ doing the needle rub
Chances are you'll never see me son
yeah I know my names Canibus but I cant help you if you need a dub
I came to holla at some big booty bitches
and listen to the speakers thump, where you get conceited from?
I'm so nice on the mic, they wanna beat me up
its deep as ****, I ain't seen it all but I've seen enough
Really unbelievable stuff
there's a lot of times where I wanna speak but I'm stuck
I should leave this rap shit alone
and kick my incredible rhymes in the privacy of my own home
My imagination is my own
the liberty to speak freely, lyrically on the microphone
Wit a pen in my hand, I bring motion to the enneagram
and become "Cani-millenium man"
Engrave my back with the emperor's stamp
been spittin scientific rap since the 17th century began
Tryna' escape the wicked empire of Def Jam
and the land where lyrics are bland and heretics hang
Every warrior has an axe to bury
but he has to learn to discern between enemy and adversary
I said to myself, "Germaine this is insane
its suicide its controlled flight into terrain"
I fought to regain, control of the plain, but went up in a ball of flames
and got banned from the hip hop hall of fame
For 2 bars I kept hearin in my head
over and over again, it cost me everything
I'm convinced now that more then truth is at stake
Where people create language that pretends to communicate
Euphemisms are misunderstood as mistakes
but its a bi-product of the ghetto music we make
From an extroverted point of view I think its too late
Hip Hop has never been the same since '88
Since it became a lucrative profession there's a misconception
that a movement in any direction is progression
Even though of the potency of it lessens
big money industries writing checks to suppress the question
And nobody gives a **** no more, no one goes to the book store
ever since the confluence of Moore's Law
But I stay in the lab, like Niels Bohr
and his son Aage, Edward Lorenz and Leo Szilard
Lyrically I took rap music and turned the knob
to the right full throttle and added panache
Why would I argue with my own conscience over the truth?
that's like me telling myself don't tell me what to do
Dialysis and analysis of battle emcees
sometimes I say things I myself can't believe
My lyrical is so skillfully elliptical
I can understand how it makes you miserable
You wonder why I never let you play your beats for me
or why I keep my studio enshrouded in secrecy
You wonder what's my infatuation with Alicia Keys
"Canibus why don't you speak to me?"
Yo, I meant it when I said no one can shine on a song that features me
that's why I said it so vehemently
You need to place the hate with respect
I'm probably the best yet, POET LAUREATE

[Legend of Josh]

Uncommon Valor ... shit is the sickness.



I can't believe I didn't think of that one off the top of my head. Easily "one of the best spit" verses of all time, and lyrically it's up there too. RA's flow and delivery complements Stoupe's beat perfectly. A genuine masterpiece.

[KDTrey5]

do you guys listen to rap songs or do you just read lyrics?

lyrics > bumpin to shit u dunno they sayin

[KDTrey5]

you have hearing problems? when would u ever not know what they're saying?

when u bump to future?

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Pharoahe Monch - Black Hand Side
[QUOTE]Pharoahe's a Navajo chief, the way I'm making it rain
But never for a stripper with emotional pain
You wouldn't despite system nourishment for the brain
Cause rain plus soil equal fruits and grains
My hood told a *****: keep it simple and plain
Let me explain the game, break it down a couple levels like Tetris
These young'ns kill they own blood for a necklace
Leave slumped over the wheel of your Lexus
Smoke kush, wake up and eat breakfast
What the **** he expect
A generation overly obsessed with mobsters
Our revolutionaries won Grammys and Oscars
Impostors, fake auras and weak chakras
Makin' a mockery of the music to be pop stars
And they say I