Post your favorite verse of all time

[jono]

Inspectah Deck on "Triumph" was indeed epic.

My favorite:

"I heard you fags wanna catch me off guard

put Tecks to my heart, the death of Escobar

under your breath, whispers in the dark

I hear it 'cause the street ain't loyal to choose sides

prepare for the beef, whoever lose dies

rich and I'm thuggin'

I can't trust nothin', this bitch that I'm fuckin'

this clip that I'm bustin' could jam in my fist

look at my hand, finger pussy with expensive rings

cut coke cookies, wrote poetry

and broke noses B.

the voice from Heaven

I'm God sent, of course a legend

this is part 1, speak my sermon, the hood reverend

blunted eyes red

C-Class, a Hundred times Five Red

CD's blast, speed fast, haters drop dead

I'm gorgeous

black Goddess flip the arm rest, flip the cordless

her body stacks the best, ass is flawless

finally the long awaited shit, ghetto people

the sequel

Nas, CNN, nobody's equal.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?desktop_uri=/watch?v=34EhPrcUI8Q&v=34EhPrcUI8Q&gl=US

 

[SupremeXXV]

Threads like this always fuck me up because I'll post some shit and then see another post and be like "Aww shit, forgot about that" lol!

I know alot of people don't like Em, but this is one of my favorite jawns.

"No more games, I'ma change what you call rage

Tear this motherfucking roof off like 2 dogs caged

I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed

I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage

But I kept rhyming and stepped right into the next cypher

Best believe somebody's paying the pied piper

All the pain inside amplified by the fact

That I can't get by with my 9 to 5

And I can't provide the right type of life for my family

Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers

And it's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life

And these times are so hard, and it's getting even harder

Trying to feed and water my seed, plus

Teeter totter caught up between being a father and a prima donna

Baby mama drama's screaming on and

Too much for me to wanna

Stay in one spot, another day of monotony

Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail

I've got to formulate a plot or I end up in jail or shot

Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not

Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got to go

I cannot grow old in Salem's lot

So here I go it's my shot.

Feet fail me not, this may be the only opportunity that I got"

"Lose Ya' Self" 3rd verse

 

[Billy_Poncho]

First verse of D'evils

This shit is wicked on these mean streets

None of my friends speak, we're all tryin' to win, but then again

Maybe it's for the best though

Cause when they're sayin' too much

You know they're tryin' to get you touched

Whoever said illegal was the easy way out

Couldn't understand the mechanics and

The workings of the underworld, granted

9 to 5 is how to survive, I ain't trying to survive

I'm tryna live it to the limit and love it a lot

Life ills, poisoned my body

I used to say 'fuck mic skills,' I never prayed to God

I prayed to Gotti, that's right it's wicked

That's life I live it ain't asking for forgiveness for my sins, ends

I break bread with the late heads

Picking their brains for angles on

All the evils that the game'll do

It gets dangerous, money and power is changin' us

And now we're lethal, infected with D'evils

 

[usmarin3]

Prodigy's verse on Appostles Warning


Jay-z Grammy Family freestyle


Inspectah Deck on Above the Clouds


Andre 3000 verse on Aquemini


Nas on Verbal Intercourse

 

[lamontbdc]

yea some many dope verses out there after i post this 3 other verses will pop in my head

Scarface:

I read the book of Revalations

and now I realize we in revalations

and on that note I make this statement

For all the young guns to become one to die young

because the world is filled with hatred

and they aim to blame our sons

and I done seen down the barrel of a strap before

but I don't wanna die no mo', I fear the reaper

help us Jesus, help to keep us away from all the sadness

and deliver us from the hate that cause the madness

I'm glad its installed in me from day one

Believe in something because most of my homies believe in nothing

and paying for it, God bless your souls, I'll be praying for it

eventually you'll have your day in court

and I done been a witness to homocide

seen a whole family die

before the stones of diamonds in the sky

through my bloodshot eyes feel the hurt and all the hate

that I've trapped inside because the hurtin' hard to ache

there's a smile on my face

but, that's to keep a man from crying

cause deep down inside, I know I'm dying

I'm born for it, gon' take some time to getting used to

and Satan I know that your listening but I rebuke you

and refuse to let you capture me and kill my will

just to survive the game of life, win or lose

do or die, refuse to let you capture me to kill my will

to survive the game of life, win or lose, do or die

 

[supYo]

some dope ryhmes here....hard to say man...id say 2pacs white mans world last verse for now

So tell me why you changed

Choosing new direction

In a blink of an eye

My time away just made perfection

You think I'd die

Not gonna cry

Why should I care

Like we holding on to lost love

That's no longer there

Can you please help me

God Bless me please

Keep my seeds healthy

Banging on my enemies Bleed

While my G's wealthy

Hoping they bury me

With ammunition, weed, and shells

Just in case they trip in heaven

Ain't no G's hell

Sister sorry for the pain

That I caused your heart

I know I'll change

If you help me

But Don't fall apart

Rest In Peace

To Latasha, Little Yummy, and Kato

To much for this cold world to take

Ended up being fatal

Every women in America

Especially Black

Bear with me, can't you see

We're under attack

I never meant to cause drama

To my sister and Mama

Will we make it

To better times

In this white man worlds

 

[I MUST WIN]

One, time fuck one time

I’m calling niggas out like the umpire

Seven, grams in the blunt

Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt

It’s Eastside, we in this bitch

Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch

And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch

That’s my MO add a B to that shit

I’m fucked up, torn down

I’m twisted: door knob

Talk stupid, off with your head!

Nigga money talks and Mr Ed!

I’m so Young Money got a drum on the gun

Energizer bunny

Funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar

Ain’t shit sweet niggas on the street like hookers

I tongue kiss her other tongue

Skeet skeet skeet: water gun

Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi

 

[Elzo69Renaissance]

Too many to pick

Id go w Lupe Fiasco 2nd verse on Theme Music To A Drive By and the last verse on Hurt me soul

 

[cobbland]

Jeru Da Damaja's verse on "Return of the Crooklyn Dodgers"

"Listen cause for your mind I got the right nutrition

We keep shit hard like fat asses and cases of Heineken

Here in Brooklyn, home of the warrior and villain

Trife type chicks Top Billin's, the anthem

Rastas smoke marijuana

Enterprising businessmen shoot dice on the corner

Excuse me while I light my spliff, but some choose to sip

So bullets hit brains, when bottles hit lips

Clips whatever happened to 38. special

Now it's Desert Eagles, government issue

Probably the same one that killed Noriega

Chips that powered nuclear bombs, power my Sega

Subliminal hypnotism and colonialism

leaves most niggaz dead or in prison

In Crooklyn, right hand cuts off the left hand

to spite the hand, jealous of the next man

So violent crimes, black on black, plus mad crack to boot

Everybody can't rap, so most hustle and shoot

Make money money, get money take money

I can't understand that concept cause "Jah" rules everything around me

Fire burns the unjust like arson larsony

melt MC's with mental telepathy

With precision, we're slicin and dicin

Peace to the East New York, Perverted Monks, and Mike Tyson"

Mos Def and Talib's verses on "Thieves in the Night"


Common's Verses on "Respiration" and 1-9-9-9
=related


Canibus and Ras Kass verses on "HRSMN Promo"


Pharoahe Monch's verse on "Invetro"


Elzhi's verse on "The Reunion"

 

[Idiopathic Joker]

Biggie's verse on Victory

 

[vslyke]

A classic one no one has mentioned, Scarface on "This Can't Be Life"

Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig'

I got a phone call from one of my nigs

Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids

And when I heard that I just broke into tears

And see in the second hand; you don't really know how this is

But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib

So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news

Now we both depressed, countin our blessings cause Brad's two

Prayin for young souls to laugh at life through the stars

Lovin your kids just like you was ours

And I'm hurtin for you dog; but ain't nobody pain is like yours

I just know that heaven'll open these doors

And ain't no bright side to losin life; but you can view it like this

God's got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good company

Who loves all and hates not one

And one day you gon' be wit your son

I could've rapped about my hard times on this song

But heaven knows I woulda been wrong

I wouldn'ta been right, it wouldn'ta been love

It wouldn'ta been life, it wouldn'ta been us

This can't be life

 

[supYo]

Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold

I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe

When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast

to conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets

Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun

Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son

Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly

I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me

while, funny style niggaz roll in the pile

Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle

Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the

pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife

It's like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in

Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again

From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable

Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual

Nas-Verbal Intercourse

yea....top 5 4 me...nas at his bst

 

[BlackAX410]

Mystikal's first verse on Whatcha think despite his aquired taste style he's lyrical on da low da track sounds betta rather then lyrics posted :

I already done told ya niggaz

Shit I showed y'all niggaz

When I slaughtered ya niggaz

This how I sold ya niggaz

Bitch if ya put yourself in a fight

Here me kick it

I get flashlight how we get it with it specific and artistic

Spare rhymes and rough drafts get it done tighter

I stay clear you cut the war underwear

I'll hold ya back nigga cause ya shystie

When my blood start bubblin I get fystie

Laced with cyanide

hard education if somebody try to bite me

Scratchy, flows come across hypely

Closer than your fuckin icy

Reaching my level is highly unlikely

Precisely I'm the right king I be

Why in the sam hell would you take it upon yourself to ever try me

Got be suffering some type of fault or malfunction

You don't want this situation to get both dangerous and rambunctious

Why y'all be thinking about beef I be thinking bout big numbers

On top of things running shit why you bitches going under

If I take your ass on this track it'll probably defeat the purpose

Cause that half ass material you putting out

probably ain't gone never surface

You harmless, you couldn't blow the bomb up

Couldn't keep up the pace I set

I'll whoop your ass with my warm-ups

Entertainer rap composer and performer

Map located on the southern corner

I'm making the way like they at a parade

Niggaz get fitted for graves for going for brave

When them bullets get sprayed

So I ain't no hangman no gang bang

Shit, I'm trying to change things

We stuck on the same thang

Stealing draws from Les Unplauge

Then I can go back to the trunks of cars of the upper esilonge

Blunts and guns roll like M1s tasers

Smoke weed all the way to the bank

Nigga what the fuck you think

 

[BostonDro]

I get chills every time I here Pun spit this verse...

[Big Punisher]

Ready for war Joe, how you wanna blow they spot

I know these dirty cops that'll get us in if we murder some wop

Hop in your Hummer, the Punisher's ready; meet me at Vito's

with Noodles, we'll do this dude while he's slurping spaghetti

Everybody kiss the fucking floor, Joey Crack, buck em all

If they move, Noodles shoot that fucking whore

Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know

that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily

 

[mr.jamrock]

chuck d verse in fight the power.

 

[Nile Gambino]

biggie's first verse in victory In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em

He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit em

You heard of us, the murderers, most shady

Been on the low lately, the feds hate me

The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant

You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin

Duct tapin, your fam destiny

lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist

Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal

Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal

Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars

And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes

Excellence is my presence, never tense

Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick

Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike

Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson

action, pack guns, ridiculous

And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch

Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch

Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso

Now you call me Castro, my rap flows

militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit

Ooops Cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes

You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

Hold hands and say it like me

The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic

Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic

Park did quick to spark kids who start shit

See me, only me

The Underboss of this holocaust

Truly yours, Frank White

 

[Nile Gambino]

he was going at pac lol

 

[FyHunnit]

Just off the top:

Jay-Z (squeeze first) Last verse:

See when I'm low in digits, I push blow in a blizzard

I'm a player for real, I post and pivot

Coke distribute, be where the ghostes visit

Where the demons live, shit my scene is vivid

Squeamish kids, y'all get the fuck outta this verse

It's about to get so obscene in a minute

I seen and live it, I did some things I admit it

Wasn't proud of it, but I was a child fuck it

Kept a pow tucked in a brown belt

Couldn't sit down, big gun kept stickin my pelvis

Shit it was either that or be livin wit Elvis

Niggas is jealous, hell is hot, you heard X

Wanted to tell God that I don't deserve this

Was afraid that he'd tell me I deserve less

My life was nervous, you haven't heard stress

Til you heard the cries of my mama, me givin her drama

Told her I aint promised tomorrow, gotta live for the day

And before she could say Jay...

I was out the door, pouch full of raw, a outlaw mentality

Men gotta do men things for men salary

Bad Boy, not Puff or Mike Lowery, damn B.I.G. woulda been proud of me

Ahh shit man...

Young Hova ya heard?

Who could fuck wit him?

 

[FyHunnit]

Nas - Come and Get Me:

(2nd Verse)

You don't like me clown? Now you wanna take me down?

If I bring my face around, you gon' do what? You butt

Your crew knew I blew up, I been shinin - baseball diamonds

Dick rings for your chicklings

Niggaz know what my nine pearl handle's about

Fuck you say girlie mouth? Get it krunk like the Dirty South

And I know you see me flossed out, multi-milli-i

Hear your bitch talk about me, you give her the cold eye?

Girls dig you, imagine what she feel for me?

You make hot songs, but she know you steal from me

Who ill as me? I wild on haters in album three

Next level - I take y'all niggaz to 3-D

Can't find a nigga shook from Queens

I'll be with the most grimy killers

(what nigga) and they all look clean

who put bombs underneath cars, if you want beef then start

Your next stop is to the graveyard

S.N: I still don't understand the hate on this album. smh

 

[SupremeXXV]

Jay-Z 1st verse "No Hook"

"Poor me, dad was gone, finally got my dad back

Liver bad he wouldn't live long, they snatched my dad back

Guidance I never had that, streets was my second home

Welcomed me with open arms provided a place to crash at

A place to study math at, matter fact I learned it all

Burnt it all this music is where I bury the ashes at

Flash back not having much, not having that

Had to get some hollerest you can holla back at

Holla that my Jewish lawyer do enjoy the fruit of within my cash stack

Just in case a nigga got to use his rat-ta-ta-ta-tat

Own boss own your, masters, slave

The mentality I carry with me to this very day

Fuck rich let's get wealthy who else gonna feed we

If I need it I'm gonna get it however God help me"