whats the best rap verse ever if you had to choose one?

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cash money 1999

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if i had to choose one

then i might cast you a spell/look what came in the mail//

a scale and some arm and hammer/soul gold grills and a baby mama//

black cadillac and a pack of pampers/ stack of questions with no answers..

cure for cancer , cure for aids ...make a n' want to stay on tour for days

get back home things are wrong..not really things was bad all along.....

hello ghetto let yo brain breathe ,believe theres always more.....

the delivery....flawless

the lyrics/message...flawless

the flow......flawless

the creativity/wordlplay.....flawless
 
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I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
'Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, " Yes y'all!"
They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
Cool, 'Cause I don't get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, Cuz it's sort of...an addiction,
Magnatized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes erupting,
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing
Everything is written in the cold, so it can coin-
cide, my thoughts to guide,
48 tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend Rakim
Spread the word, 'cause I'm in
E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly,
But back to the problem, I gotta habit,
You can't solve it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like herion
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of
unawareness? Beware, it's the reanamator!
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people ain't stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I'm fiending for a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend...
 
can't pick one...i'll pick 3

They swan diving
Fit they name be Gretchen von Ivan
Volkoff rushin' to finish their album then you find them
Lost, dog paddling, back stroking, what done happened?
Be rhyming "catch of the day" when the recipe calls for "blackened"
Wrong ingredients
Maybe too much herbs and spices
Maybe you got hungry for the wrong dish
Of them greens and it's enticing how them Jones's sing
So I'm gonna sing just like them to get where they at
I'll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
My alta mater be that I follow
I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down and then swallow
I hope you vomit, won't call no names cause that's not my job
It just applies to whom it may concern you know who you are
But if you don't you never will, you just receive the steel
But then it might get ugly cause trust me ****** do feel
The way that I felt when I wrote this, but we must stay in focus
We kings and queens up in this thing, get rid of all them jokers
Face down, face down, face down


I met a gypsy and she hipped me to some life game
To stimulate then activate the left and right brain
Said baby boy you only funky as your last cut
You focus on the past your ***'ll be a has what
Thats one to live by or either that one to die to
I try to just throw it at you determine your own adventure
Andre, got to her station here's my destination
She got off the bus, the conversation lingered in my head for hours
Took a shower kinda sour cause my favorite group ain't comin with it
But I'm witcha you cause you probably goin through it anyway
But anyhow when in doubt went on out and bought it
Cause I thought it would be jammin but examine all the flawsky-wawsky
Awfully, it's sad and it's costly, but that's all she wrote
And I hope I never have to float in that boat
Up **** creek it's weak is the last quote
That I wanna hear when I'm goin down when all's said and done
And we got a new joe in town
When the record player get to skippin and slowin down
All y'all can say is them ****** earned that crown but until then...


courious
spittin' lyrics
on tha verge of furious
i'm addicted to currency
***** that's why we're doin this
I got shot up, I surprised tha ****** tha way I got up
and then
I hit the studio
It's time to blow tha block up
No hesitation
this information got you contemplatin'
heartbreakin' and eliminatin' with this conversation
break him
and let him see the face of a mental patient
it's a celebration
of my criminal elevation
with the participation
I want members across tha fifty states
to keep the nation anticipatin' until we break
will I be great, is it my fate ?
to live a life of luxury
so ****** by my tapes
so much jelousy it scares me
so be prepared
cause only thaestrong survive
life isn't fair
probably never knew the way it feels to die
so you figure **** with me
I give that *** a try
*****, Holla at me
 
Deck on "Above the Clouds" or Nas on "Verbal Intercourse". Both are pretty untouchable.
 
AZ- Uncut Raw 1st verse
Any verse on Rather Unique
Ghostface verse on Winter Warz
Styles P verse on Black Rob Can I Live
Nas
Deck verse on House of Flying Daggers


I cant pick just 1...
 
I'd need to go back and listen to "Winter Warz" because it was Cappadonna I remember having the legendary bars on that.
 
Broke these boys off, three wheeled the ancient ruins
A tatted up back, I burn when im bored
I done three wheeled and jumped off a diving board
Saces keep me cold, slide like m bison
Broke these os off, concealed a hand gun license
Oil swangin diploma, got em peepin my persona
I done shook dice wit larry bird in barcelona
Way down in spain, selling no gimmicks
broke his os off, three wheeled thru the olympics
I done stole the torch, I done brought some starch
I done waved wood on tiger woods golf course
Or pete sampras, weed in my damn baby pampers
I done weaved thru traffic and disturbed tsu campus
It was a study group, smelling like joop
I done ernest givins electric slide on my roof"

:smokin
 
~~Inspired by Basquiat, my chariot's on fire Everybody took shots, hit my body up, I'm tired Build me up, break me down to build me up again They like, Hov we need you back so we can kill your *** again Hov got flow though he's no Big and Pac, but he's close How I'm 'posed to win, they got me fightin' ghosts Same sword they knight you they gon' good night you with Sh.., Thats' only half if they like you That ain't even the half what they might do Don't believe me, ask Michael See Martin, see Malcolm You see Biggie, see Pac, see success and its outcome See Jesus, see Judas; see Caesar, see Brutus See success is like suicide Suicide, it's a suicide If you succeed, prepare to be crucified Media meddles, ****** sue you, you settle Every step you take, they remind you you ghetto So it's tough bein' Bobby Brown To be Bobby then, you gotta be Bobby now Now the question is, is to have had and lost Better than not having at [all]
 

jay on grammy family freestyle
 
sckid20 said:
Broke these boys off, three wheeled the ancient ruins
A tatted up back, I burn when im bored
I done three wheeled and jumped off a diving board
Saces keep me cold, slide like m bison
Broke these os off, concealed a hand gun license
Oil swangin diploma, got em peepin my persona
I done shook dice wit larry bird in barcelona
Way down in spain, selling no gimmicks
broke his os off, three wheeled thru the olympics
I done stole the torch, I done brought some starch
I done waved wood on tiger woods golf course
Or pete sampras, weed in my damn baby pampers
I done weaved thru traffic and disturbed tsu campus
It was a study group, smelling like joop
I done ernest givins electric slide on my roof"

:smokin
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you from Houston? because i don't think someone from anywhere else

could appreciate this verse to the fullest. :pimp: he straight skated on here
 
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 Riff Raff really shines with that flow.  

i always think about Yungstarr's verses on "Down South" when i hear it

joint has me dying every time
 
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Oh yes I love her like Egyptian, want a description, my royal highness
So many plusses when I bust that there can't be no minus
Went from yellin crickets and crows, ******* and **** to queen thangs
Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen thangs
like Kilroy, chill boi because them folks might think you soft
talkin like that, man **** them ****** I'm goin off
and comin right back, like boomerangs when you throw em
With these old ghetto poems, Bankhead is better for em
When they can let they throw em, down from hitchikin and bitin ******
until the temple they call the body, now everybody got it
Had it, talked about it amongst they friends
Comin around my crew lookin Jazzy, wanna pretend
like you Ms. Goodie, Four-Shoes, even Bo knew, that you got poked
like accupuncture patients while our nation is a boat
Straight sinkin, I hate thinkin that these the future mommas
of our chillun, they ****** a different ***** every time
they get the feelin to, I'm willin to go the extra kilo-meter
just to see my senorita get her pillow
on the side of my bed where no good ever stay
House and doctor was the games we used to play
but now it's real Jazzy Belle...


Twice upon a time there was a boy who died twice
and lived happily ever after but that's another chapter
live from home of the brave with dirty dollars
& beauty parlors & baby bottles & bowling ball Impalas
& street scholars that's majoring in culinary arts
You know how to work bread cheese & dough
from scratch but see the catch is you can get caught
Know what ya sellin' what ya bought so cut that big talk
Let's walk to the bridge now meet me halfway
now you may see some children dead off in the pathway
it's them poor babies walkin' slowly to the candy lady
It's lookin' bad need some hope
like the words maybe, if, or probably more than a hobby
when my turntables get wobbly they don't fall
I'm sorry y'all I often drift I'm talkin' gift
so when it comes you never look the horse inside it's grill
of course you know I feel like the bearer of bad news
Don't want to be it but it's needed so what have you
Now question is every ***** with dreads for the cause?
Is every ***** with golds for the fall? Naw
So don't get caught in appearance
it's Outkast Aquemini another Black experience Okay


Styles will change. They say change is dang-erous
As a King standing on the terrace
While his partner pointing up at the riflemen
Coward shooter, never know when your life will end
Then 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 street than walk in the sand
Hey, I'm talking young man. As if chalk in my hand
I will take y'all little *** to school
It's cool when the kids call me Sunny, the hood calls me Stacks
The B's call me honey, Hollywood calls me back
Crack and I have a lot in common
We both come up in the 80's and we keep that bass pumping
That's a nega-tive comparison, embarrassing
Unfortunate that if you come up fortunate the streets consider you lame
Ha, I thought the name of the game was to have a better life. I guess it ain't. What a shame
I don't slang. Never slung but I'm one with the slum that has a name well fitting
Plenty cheese getting. No wonder why they call it the trap
So watch your tail and I'm not kidding
The rats and mice will give advice, they say, "you can paint and draw
Get out of here. Go show them that we're more than slanging raw."
That's when I broke into my Big Rube impression
And I tried to enlighten but that night I learned a lesson
That the morals that you think you got go out the window
When all the other kids are fresh and they got new Nintendo Wiis
And your child is down on her knees praying hard up to God for a whopper with cheese
Do you B) hit the street hard with a flair
Or do you A) go to school for heating and air?
Dare make an honest living or make a crooked killing
Or do a bit of both until you're holding on a million?
Brilliant. You got one foot in, one foot out
You put your left foot back in and then you shake it all about
You do the hokey pokey til you turn your life around
That's what it's all about. 3000 out
 
tripda6 said:
 
illphillip said:
I'd need to go back and listen to "Winter Warz" because it was Cappadonna I remember having the legendary bars on that.
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It was great, I'm in the minority with my Ghostface opinion.
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Definitely in the minority. Donna on Winter Warz is always one of the first verses to come to mind when considering best verses of all time. Talk about having the Bruce Leroy glow 
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Deck on Triumph is up there too. Canibus DJ Clue Freestyle. Big L on Ebonics. Nas on the first verse of The World Is Yours. 
 
Like others have said, Nas on Verbal Intercourse :pimp:

Another personal all time fave is Ghost second verse on One... "Aye yo crash through break the glass Tony with the goalie mask..."
 
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