Music The most legendary single verses in hip hop

AZ on "Life´s a bitch" by Nas
Pharoahe Monch on "Oh No"
Poetic on "One Life" by The Last Emperor
Sticky Fingaz on "Remember me" by Eminem
Bizzy Bone on "Thug Luv"
Big Pun on "Twinz"

Great list. The verse by poetic on that track is heartbreaking as he goes through his cancer diagnoses and how he has only weeks to live. I think that was his last ever verse.

On a different note, Bizzy absolutely killed that verse but he also did on notorious thugs. I’d say he outshone both Big and Pac on those tracks for me
 
Go read the lyrics by Bob Dylan, Van Morrison, Leonard cohen and many more.

It’s ironic that you come into this thread to post this bullshit considering how much you bitch and whine when your own threads aren’t taken 100% seriously.
 
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
Cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
'Cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother
She looked back at him and cried, 'cause he had forsaken her
She cried more painfully than when they were raping her
His whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
His corruption had succesfully changed his fate
And he remembered how his mom used to come home late
Working hard for nothing, 'cause now what was he worth
He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
And crying out to the sky 'cause he was lonely and scared
But only the devil responded, 'cause God wasn't there
And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
They say death takes you to a better place, but I doubt it
After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
And listen 'cause the story that I'm telling is true
'Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
In fact, I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow
He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
White, brown, yellow and black, color is not restricted
You have a self destructive destiny when you're inflicted
And you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top
There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
Because the dance with the devil might last you forever
 
Great list. The verse by poetic on that track is heartbreaking as he goes through his cancer diagnoses and how he has only weeks to live. I think that was his last ever verse.

On a different note, Bizzy absolutely killed that verse but he also did on notorious thugs. I’d say he outshone both Big and Pac on those tracks for me
Yes, he absolutely did. He is way way underrated as a rapper in general. He has amazing skills.
 
Eat out my ass
Treat all my broads like trash
You'll catch a blast if you move too fast
You don't have to ask
Getting everything by flash and cash
Fighting and stealing
Don't kill without feeling
So I win in the casino before they start dealing
All about respect and intellect
Only mess with the women that pick up the check
Two supermodels, one in each arm
One chick's brunette, the other was blonde
I heard their fathers had stocks and bonds
So I fecked 'em up and left 'em floating in a pond
Customary clothes from head to toe
Catch Joe at the fight sitting in the first row
Everybody follows when I'm ready to go
There's no need to show off, they already know
 
[Canibus on “Making a name for ourselves”, Common ft. Canibus]

Yo, the Canibus is an animal with a mechanical mandible
Comin to damage you, spittin understandable slang at you
I be the all seeing lyrical, hammerhead sharp peripheral
With 360 degree visual
When the signal was given, MCs get biten with venom
>From a poisonous algorithm liable to kill 'em
My style will get in 'em, way up in 'em
My face don't belong in The Source
It belongs on the shroud of turan, for certain
I grab mics and murder shit
It's wickeder than Satan worshippers going to Catholic church services
You heard of this
The lyrical verbalist, trash herbalist
The wrath of my cold-blooded verses is merciless
Rap snap, get your ass cracked like bear traps
Contaminate your air sacs like tear gas
And I swear black, try to battle me, you won't last
I'll turn your ass into the artist formerly known as, you gay ass fag
I'll blow you to ashes with tactics
Strip you naked, then make you hug a cactus, you bastard
So phat to be a rap star, takin pictures at music seminars
People know who you are
Now I got mad shorties that wanna call me
Because they saw me, up in The Source chillin on page 40
Put this in your CD-ROM
www dot Canibus dot com
You can find me on the internet talkin to chicks
That was sweatin me off the Music Makes Me High remix
I be talkin mad trash tryin to get 'em to laugh
See, if I click and drag long enough, I'll get the ass
Bring it bag to the lab on Mount Prospect Ave.
Let your chicken suck me off and send her home in a cab
You know how we do, liquid aluminum like the T2
Beast from the East part 2, comin to see you
 
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Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us
Straight up weed, no angel dust, label us "Notorious"
Thug ass niggas that love to bust, it's strange to us
Y'all niggas be scrambling, gambling
Up in restaurants with mandolins and violins
We just sitting here tryna win, try not to sin
High off weed and lots of gin
So much smoke need oxygen, steadily counting them Benjamins
Nigga you should too, if you knew what this game'll do to you
Been in this shit since '92, look at all the bullshit I been through!
So-called beef with you-know-who
fecked a few female stars or two
Nigga, blue light, nigga, move like Mike, shit
Not to be fecked with
Motherfecker better duck quick 'cause
Me and my dogs love to buck shit
feck the luck shit, strictly aim
No aspirations to quit the game
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your Gat, call your clique
Squeeze your clip, hit the right one
Pass that weed, I got to light one
All them niggas, I got to fight one
All them hoes, I got to like one
Our situation is a tight one
Whatcha gonna do, fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B
Bone and Big, nigga: die slowly
I'mma tell you like a nigga told me
Cash rules everything around me
Shit lyrically, niggas can't see me
feck it, buy the coke
Cook the coke, cut it
Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself loving it
Nigga with a Benz feckin' it
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
Big come through with mobs and crews
Goodfellas down to the Mo' Thugs dudes
Who's the killer, me or you?
This.

And this:

2pac - Pain (verse 1)
They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my four-five
Cocked on these suckas, time to die
Even as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus
I was a fool all through high school, kickin' up dust
But now I'm labeled as a troublemaker, who can you blame?
Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain
So I'm hopeless, rollin' down the freeway swervin', don't worry
I'm 'bout to crash up on the curb 'cause my vision's blurry
Maybe if they tried to understand me, what should I do?
I had to feed my feckin' family, what else could I do but be a thug?
Out slangin' with the homies, feck hangin' with them phonies in the club
Got my mind on danger, never been a stranger to homicide
My city's full of gang bangers and drivebys
Why do we die at an early age?
He was so young but still a victim of the 12 gauge
My memories of a corpse, mind full of sick thoughts
And I ain't goin' back to court, so feck what you thought
I'm drinkin' Hennessey, runnin' from my enemies
Will I live to be twenty-three?
There's so much pain
 
Turn your tux red, I'm far from broke, got enough bread/ And mad hoes, ask Beavis, I get nothing ButtHead

 
Ticket to ride
'White Line Highway'
Tell all your friends
They can go my way
Pay your toll, sell your soul
Pound-for-pound
Costs more than gold
The longer you stay
The more you pay
My white lines go a long way
Either up your nose
Or through your vein
With nothin' to gain, except killin' your brain
Freeze
Rock
Freeze
Rock
A million magic crystals
Painted pure and white
A multi-million dollars
Almost overnight
Twice as sweet as sugar
Twice as gritted as salt
And if you get hooked, baby
It's nobody else's fault, so don't do it
Freeze
Rock
Freeze
Rock
Freeze
Rock
Freeze
Rock
Higher, baby
(Ahhh) Get higher, baby
(Ahhh) Get higher, baby
And don't ever come down
Don't you get too high, baby
(Turns you on)
You really turn me on and on
('Cause you gonna come down)
My temperature is risin'
(When the thrill is gone)
No, I don't want you to go
A street kid gets arrested
Gonna do some time
He got out three years from now
Just to commit more crime
A businessman is caught
With 24 kilos
He's out on bail and out of jail
And that's the way it goes
Raah
Cane
Sugar
Cane
Athletes rejected
Governors corrected
Gangsters, thugs and smugglers
Are thoroughly respected
The money gets divided
The women get excited
Now I'm broke and it's no joke
It's hard as hell to fight it, don't buy it
Freeze
(Ha, ha, ha)
Rock
Freeze
Rock
Freeze
Rock
Freeze
Rock
Freeze
Rock
Freeze
Rock
 
Check it, I grew up a feckin' screw-up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and feckin' blew up
Choppin' rocks overnight. The nigga Biggie Smalls trying to turn into the black Frank White
We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops is on the milk box missin'
Show they toes, you know they got stepped on
A fistful of bullets, a chest full of Teflon
Runnin' from the police, picture that
Nigga, I'm too fat, I feck around and catch a asthma attack
That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
When he drop, take his Glock, and I'm Swayze
celebrate my escape, sold the Glock, bought some weight
Lay back, I got some money to make, motherfecker
 
Bit long, but the whole track is 1 verse


(Ow!)

What up y'all?
Say hello to the champ
Make you duck down
Learned that out my boot camp
I was a big deal when MJ dated Brooke Shields
Now I'm equipped to go Bushwick for the bills, that part
I'm the red button, don't press me
And I'm a fecked up dad the way I dead beats
Let's see why I'm Bebe bad
Condoms in the Jacuzzi, I'm Day-Day's dad
I used to wanna hit JJ Fad
Now I motivate
I'm runnin' with a Gary Vee kind of heart rate
No excuses, my juice runnin' like I'm retaliating
For my ancestor nooses
I want pockets fatter than Bruce Bruce's
I run with only captains on the cruise ship
While you kiss ass, I'm on the frontline
Spittin' like I'm unsigned
Watch a nigga unwind
Psycho ward admit it
Tell the judge I did it
Boot the I inspired yo body yo [?]
I motivate big girls to work out
While you listen to Cardi B do a little cardio
I rep my city like Trey in Houston
Hungry like Em' before Doc' Dre produced him
The straitjacket I had on was loose
And now I bodybag any rap nigga that suits him
I tell a young nigga, "Plan what you want, bro
Stop playin', what you on the 'Gram with the gun for?
Nobody believe you" Even Large Profess' said he's fed
We all lookin' through ya front door
And if we all there, you ain't gon' do nothin'
My crew too live for us not to move somethin'
I'm a OG and you can tell the Bay
I ain't think a nigga still be rappin' when I'm fo-tay
Years-old, my doc say I'm a hot mess
'Cause I be clownin' hoes as a outlet
And your chicks got goatees and biceps
Lookin' like Rodman, I thought you made progress
I'ma keep goin' and tell the kids, "When you go to school
Dress down in the Teflon
You might have to dodge bullets"
Even I dodged a bullet, I ain't feck with the Bitcoin
I don't lie fool, I shit like I ate a order of Thai food
I could give you seventeen syllable haikus:
No one seein' Doc, America should think like Erykah Badu
Back and forth with the blunt get Aaliyah high
My block push the weight 'til it's legalized
Interior, my hood like Syria
OG kush got my eye like Whitaker
Def Squad, Wu-Tang we all kill it
This creed can't be built by Carl Weathers
Fourteen brothers, jackets all leather
Red off the wall like racquetball nigga
Young and Restless? I'm old and reckless
Spend 50K on a necklace
While I watch Death Wish, gettin' head call it Netflix
White people call me they say, "Hi Redman"
I go off like ya insecure side chick
Tell Herbie Hancock this how I rock it
Niggas G'd up 'til they hear the gunfire
But I'm behind my hitter nigga, umpire
I ain't stupid, I put all the anger in the music
Feel the rage when I hadouken
If you don't know who behind this rhyme
This is me boy! Like a Tay Roc line
KRS for prez Jay-Z for vice prez
"I had a dream" speech? Nah, it's a nightmare!
Put ya hands on me
Wherever ya put ya hands on me at, nigga
I'm leavin' you right there
I'm not violent, but niggas'll try you when you smilin'
So I'm 'Fly Jones I keep a silence!
I'm never tired
You get washed in the ring, it's a wrap
You can hear the violin!
When I react, you want the contract
It's like tellin' John Wick where the enemy
I keep connects like my brother Raekwon
If it go down, he know where to get ten of key
I work harder and smarter
That's why I'm able to keep a ounce in the godfather
Def Squad, Wu-Tang my alma mater
I get fly with the words call my hand PalmPilot
And I'm from the Garden State
Yessir
 
and i hope that you die
and your death will come soon
i’ll follow your casket
by the pale afternoon
and i’ll watch as you’re lowered
down to your deathbed
and i’ll stand over your grave
’’til i’m sure that you’re dead.
 
Rebirth of Slick (Cool Like ***)
by Digable Planets


We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard rock Brooklyn kids
Us flow a rush when the DJ's boomin' classics
You dig the crew on the fattest hip hop records
He touch the kinks and sinks into the sounds
She frequents the fatter joints called undergrounds
Our funk zooms like you hit the Mary Jane
They flock to booms man, boogie had to change
Who freaks the clips with mad amount percussion
Where kinky hair goes to unthought-of dimensions
Why's it so fly 'cause hip-hop kept some drama
When Butterfly rocked the light blue-suede Pumas
What by the cut we push it off the corner
How was the buzz entire hip-hop era?
Was fresh in fact since they started sayin' outie
'Cause funks made fat from right beneath my hoodie
The puba of the styles like miles and shit
Like sixties funky worms with waves and perms
Just sendin' junky rhythms right down ya block
We be to rap what key be to lock
 
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and i hope that you die
and your death will come soon
i’ll follow your casket
by the pale afternoon
and i’ll watch as you’re lowered
down to your deathbed
and i’ll stand over your grave
’’til i’m sure that you’re dead.
Love mum
 
I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries
Lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when my pen hits tremendous
Ultraviolet shine blind forensics
I inspect you through the future see millennium
Killa Beez sold fifty gold, sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets, Queen Beez 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, swinging swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performing live on your hottest block
GZA I suppose?

More people in this thread should mention the song, group, and actual rapper. :)
 
I love Em's verses on Drop The World, Best Friend and No Love, especially the latter two. It's his delivery of these verses too, though - just all-round outstanding ability.

Drop The World -

Man, it feels like these walls are closing in, this roof is caving in
But it's time to raise it then, your days are numbered like pages in
My book of rhymes; got 'em cooking, boy, this crooked mind of mine got 'em all shook
And scared to look in my eyes, I stole that fecking clock: I took the time and I
Came up from behind and pretty much snuck up and butt-fecked this game up
Better be careful when you bring my name up, feck this fame, that ain't what
I came to claim, but the game ain't gonna be the same on the day that I leave it
But I swear, one way or another, I'ma make these fecking haters believe it
I swear to God, won't spare the rod, I'm a man of my word, so your fecking heads better nod
Or I'ma feck around in this bitch and roast everybody
Sleep on me, that pillow is where your head'll lie, permanently, bitch, it's beddy-bye
This world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die!
My head is swole, my confidence is up, this stage is my pedestal
I'm unstoppable, Incredible Hulk, you're trapped in my medicine ball
I could run circles around you so fast your fecking head'll spin, dog
I'll split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives, I'll fecking—

Best Friend -

God, please could you arm me with the armor
To calm me when there's drama like Gandhi
Could have gone the other way many times
Could have turned Dalai with the lama
But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be looking decent recently,
But don't jinx it
It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace
Though maybe not finna enta' the priesthood,
But at least should make an attempt to show some remorse
And to be some sorta repenter
For the people I've been a menace ta'
Not a preacher, but a shit starter and finisher
Enta' the mind of a thick skinned, but a short temper
This patience of mine is thinner
Than twine is when I get attacked
So I might say something back that might offend you
So if you don't like when I rap
Or what I have to say on the mic then you
Might wanna act just like quarterbacks
And take a feckin' hike when I snap cause I'm a sinner
(I got a best friend, best friend)
Plus balls and intestines
And they never been yes men
They gon' tell me when I'm feckin' up
The minute I'm ever giving it less than
I'm about to vomit and I can feel it coming
Cause failure's something I can barely stomach
And I only listen to my guts
So unless you're my feckin' belly button
Don't tell me nothin'
You ain't my (best friend, best friend)
Who you think I'm talking 'bout?
Lifts me up when I'm down and out
Still look to him without a doubt
Still got a (best friend, best friend)
Shout it out like there's never been a louder mouth
Should have never been allowed a mouth
Now that I got a higher power
Now when I black out power outage
They powerless, but they crowd around
They tend to flock like shepherds the black sheep
But I'll be the worst thing that these motherfeckers ever herd
When I'm counted out
You be D.O.A., they'll announce
But pronounce you dead when they sound it out
So prepare for a rival with your arch enemy
Surrounds you now
He's all around you
Not even the doctor's at the hospital
Are gonna shigy-shock you back to life
It's in piggy possible to revive you
That's word to the digy doc
Stigy stopping is not an option
Something I'm not gonna do
I'm the Iggy Pop of hip-hop when I walk in the booth
Dawg, I'm the truth like Biggie rockin' with Tupac in the suit
Talking to Proof dropping a deuce
Fill up a syllable clip like a re-fillable script, cock it and shoot
And who do you think's my Glock that I use
That I pull from to get my strength up against these haters
And he'll be waiting at the gate
When you get sprayed up, sending you hoes straight up
To deal with my (best friend, best friend)

No Love -

I'm alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin
To spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than
Most
Shit's finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in
I ain't never giving in again
Caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the feck would I join 'em when I beat 'em
They call me a freak 'cause
I like to spit on these pussies 'fore I eat them
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the feck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute
Yeah that rap was tight
But I'm 'bout to spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might wanna go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
From the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
I so started to rock fellow
When I'm not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted 'cause Marsh is not mellow
'Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not gonna stop
I'm standing on my Monopoly board
That means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop
'Til my hip don't hop anymore (shit)
When you're so good that you can't say it
'Cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore (shit)
People just get sick 'cause you spit
These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You 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 feck: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love
 
GZA I suppose?

More people in this thread should mention the song, group, and actual rapper. :)

Have gone back and added those to my posts.

It’s Inspektah Deck btw
 
Oh and his verse on Airplanes by B.O.B -

Alright let's pretend Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen
Let's pretend things would have been no different
Pretend he procrastinated, had no motivation
Pretend he just made excuses that were so paper thin they could blow away with the wind
Marshall, you're never gonna make it makes no sense to play the game there ain't no way that you'll win
Pretend he just stayed outside all day and played with his friends
Pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend
And it wasn't time to move and schools weren't changing again
He wasn't socially awkward and just strange as a kid
He had a father and his mother wasn't crazy as shit
And he never dreamed he could rip stadiums and just lazy as shit
feck a talent show in a gymnasium, bitch, you won't amount to shit quit daydreaming kid
You need to get your cranium checked you thinking like an alien and just ain't realistic
Now pretend they ain't just make him angry with this shit
And there was no one he could even aim when he's pissed it
And his alarm went off to wake him but he didn't make it to the Rap Olympics
Slept through his plane and he missed it
He's gon' have a hard time explaining to Hailie and Lainie these food stamps and this WIC shit
'Cause he never risked shit he hoped and he wished it but it didn't fall in his lap so he ain't even here
He pretends that
 
yep @pocco …I posted the no love verse above and his best friend verse about Proof is just sublime.

He's just insanely good. We're all blessed to see and hear his work, the guy is epitome of a genius. The funny thing is, he was dropping these verses when people were dismissing anything he did as if he's irrelevant. And you're listening and thinking to yourself 'people are missing out here, this guy is just getting better!'. The last bit is obviously debateable for reasons, but some of his work in recent years has been better than the current (at that time) rappers everybody was talking about...yet he was apparently irrelevant!?
 
Yes, he absolutely did. He is way way underrated as a rapper in general. He has amazing skills.

He is, potentially had way more to offer. I think he’s been chaotic with his releases but when’s he’s on, there’s not many better.

I’m not sure how healthy his mind state is though. I spoke to him recently through social media and he was a rambling mess
 
He is, potentially had way more to offer. I think he’s been chaotic with his releases but when’s he’s on, there’s not many better.

I’m not sure how healthy his mind state is though. I spoke to him recently through social media and he was a rambling mess
Yes thats sounds like him:lol:
A little bit sad, as a fan of him i wish him well, and with his upbringing i can understand he has a hard time dealing.
 
Have gone back and added those to my posts.

It’s Inspektah Deck btw
Cheers!
That's half the fun innit. Mine were Biggie and Redman.
Except it would take me quite a bit of time looking them all up while you know them as you write. (I know you know, but I like being Captain Obvious.)

I don't listen to rap lyrics closely enough to add something here, plus my knowledge is mostly limited to 90s rap. But if I had to pick something, it'd probably be in Dutch, most likely from Sticks.
 
Cheers!

Except it would take me quite a bit of time looking them all up while you know them as you write. (I know you know, but I like being Captain Obvious.)

I don't listen to rap lyrics closely enough to add something here, plus my knowledge is mostly limited to 90s rap. But if I had to pick something, it'd probably be in Dutch, most likely from Sticks.
Proef het de drie met muziek voor de toekomst
zonder vermoeiende foefjes, bellen en toeters.
Recht voor je raap rap, zo gaat het,
voor wie zich in het nachtleven stort zonder vaste slaaplek.
Gewoon gaan, zo, diep in een trance,
wakker van Espresso's, geen Wiener Melange.
Met een weekendtas, knapzak of koffer,
op je bank lekker los drank aan de bar poffers.
De flow maakt voor stereo slachtoffers,
een catastrofe, de bas klapt door je boxen.
Zo gezegd is zo gedaan,
en zo gerapt is zo verstaan,
zo relaxed voor zo'n grote naam.
Opgezwolle ondergronds als need for speed,
Stick & Ri, en Dippy D. die ons van beats voorziet.
Misschien, is het effe wennen je stemming is uitgelaten,
blijven rappers wegzappen, ruik je later.
Onze naam zit op je lippen maar dit is geen blistex,
we spitten, alsof we moeten pissen van six packs.
 
Or @Cheimoon as a brabander (you are right?). Sorry about the foreign language everyone else.

Zet gerust je radio aan,
Oom Peter in de ether.
Huis tuin en keuken rappers klinken voor geen meter meer,
vanaf vandaag wordt het beter weer,
zieke mensen eten weer
en domme rappers weten weer..
Extince, de enige echte oprechte MC uit Breedje-da
komma, net zo fris als tandpasta.
Ik zeg versjes voor de massa,
maak kassa en daarmee basta.
Punt uit, niks meer te kauwen,
ik spring van de hak op de tak, heb schijt ouwe,
Ik ben Ex, weet je wel, gewoon relaxed, weet je wel,
de buren weten wel, ik kijk niet op een decibel-
letje meer of minder van mij heb je hinder
van hier tot ginder, zeker wel, ja toch.
Nou, ik schrijf rijms, innoveer
en opereer vanuit de eethoek,
druk rappers in de vergeethoek.
Want ik ben goed en ingewikkeld als een cryptogram,
en je flipt d'r van
Dus je koopt mijn rap gewoon voor de heb,
en je zegt: "Hebbes"
het kan mij geen reet schelen of die nep is.
Ik voel me net een kwakzalver, ik verkoop zalfjes
en tokkel over koetjes en kalfjes.
Turbotaal staat als een paal boven water,
maar ik ga m'n trein halen gabbers, later!
 
People say, "Yo, Humpty, you're really funny lookin'"
That's all right 'cause I get things cookin'
Ya stare, ya glare, ya constantly try to compare me
But ya can't get near me
I give 'em more, see, and on the floor, be
All the girls they adore me
Oh yes, ladies, I'm really bein' sincere
'Cause in a 69 my humpty nose will tickle ya rear
My nose is big, uh-uh I'm not ashamed
Big like a pickle, I'm still gettin' paid
I get laid by the ladies, ya know I'm in charge
Both how I'm livin' and my nose is large
I get stupid, I shoot an arrow like Cupid
I'll use a word that don't mean nothin', like looptid
I sang on Doowhutchalike, and if ya missed it
I'm the one who said, "Just grab 'em in the biscuits"
Also told ya that I like to bite
Well, yeah, I guess it's obvious, I also like to write
All ya had to do was give Humpty a chance
And now I'm gonna do my dance
 
I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses
Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries
Lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred Shogun, explosion when my pen hits tremendous
Ultraviolet shine blind forensics
I inspect you through the future see millennium
Killa Beez sold fifty gold, sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets, Queen Beez 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, swinging swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performing live on your hottest block
I came here to post this
 
Wumming
Yes, because lstening to lyrics from an entirely different artform written by people with entirely different life experiences writing for entirely different purposes will prove that hip hop lyrics are shite. Nice one.
Artform ?

Is there ever any legendry Gossip as it's all shite yet you still tell us about it ?
Don't read it.

Why did you come in here if you have no contribution?
I don't have to agree about 'legendary' Hip Hop Lyrics.

It’s ironic that you come into this thread to post this bullshit considering how much you bitch and whine when your own threads aren’t taken 100% seriously.
Now that's a typical 'legendary' Hip hop verse there. :lol:

All this aggravation - Calm down boys.
 
You've got to hold and give
But do it at the right time
You can be slow or fast
But you must get to the line
They'll always hit you and hurt you
Defend and attack
There's only one way to beat them
Get 'round the back
Catch me if you can
'Cause I'm the England man
And what you're looking at
Is the master plan
We ain't no hooligans
This ain't a football song
Three lions on my chest
I know we can't go wrong
 
Artform ?


Don't read it.


I don't have to agree about 'legendary' Hip Hop Lyrics.


Now that's a typical 'legendary' Hip hop verse there. :lol:

All this aggravation - Calm down boys.

If you can't post constructively and only come in a thread to shit on something well guess what that means. Apart from it making you look like a teenager.

Such a narrow-minded view as well :lol: