Music The most legendary single verses in hip hop

Solius said:
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:
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It's the cultural snobbery implicit in that sort of post that gets me. Brilliant hip hop is every inch as legit an artform as brilliant opera or ballet. The dismissive tone just perpetuates that nonsense high/low culture binary.

Though I will concede that it's hard to make a case for 'I like big buttons...' as art!
 
Pickle85 said:
It's the cultural snobbery implicit in that sort of post that gets me. Brilliant hip hop is every inch as legit an artform as brilliant opera or ballet. The dismissive tone just perpetuates that nonsense high/low culture binary.

Though I will concede that it's hard to make a case for 'I like big buttons...' as art!
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It's incredibly snobbish and says a lot about a person imo.
 
I always liked this:

Till I talked to my daddy, he say
He said, "You ain't seen nothing
'Till you're down on a muffin
Then you're sure to be a-changin' your ways"
I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder
All the times I can reminisce
'Cause the best thing lovin' with her sister and her cousin
Only started with a little kiss, like this
See-saw swingin' with the boys in the school
With your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' "Hey diddle-diddle with the kitty in the middle
Of the swing" like I didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
And I know love is here to stay
When she told me to
Or this:
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in a trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off

Look out, kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
A man in a coon-skin cap
In a pig pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten.

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the DA
 
Pickle85 said:
It's the cultural snobbery implicit in that sort of post that gets me. Brilliant hip hop is every inch as legit an artform as brilliant opera or ballet. The dismissive tone just perpetuates that nonsense high/low culture binary.

Though I will concede that it's hard to make a case for 'I like big buttons...' as art!
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100%

I fell out with my ex-girlfriend once as she had the cheek to ask when am I going to stop listening to rap as it's for kids and it's all about gun's and hoe's and she was being serious. I took it personal, we had a massive barny and I spent a whole evening with her on a Rap YouTube rabbit hole so she could learn about the craft but she didn't get it.

She loved Mumford and sons though...

Quoting @horsechoker ! I should of told her to eat my ass.
 
Raoul said:
Christinaa has clearly never heard the final verse of Fight the Power
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In terms of messaging, it doesn't get much better than Chuck D. Although the first thing that comes to my mind now is actually this verse by Big Daddy Kane from Public Enemy's Burn Hollywood Burn:

As I walk the streets of Hollywood Boulevard
Thinking how hard it was to those that starred
In the movies portraying the roles
Of butlers and maids, slaves and hoes
Many intelligent Black men seemed
To look uncivilized when on the screen
Like, I guess I figure you to play some jigaboo
On the plantation, what else can a nigga do
And Black women in this profession
As for playing a lawyer, out of the question
For what they play Aunt Jemima is the perfect term
Even if now she got a perm
So let's make our own movies like Spike Lee
Cause the roles being offered don't strike me
As nothing that the black man could use to earn
Burn Hollywood burn

It's not really poetry, but I don't know if it can be said any better than this.
KirkDuyt said:
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.
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Voer voor je hoedenplank, hoedenplank, tast toe proef die woofer!
KirkDuyt said:
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!
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Ik ben de E X T I N C E! But more fun than stuff that really impresses me. Although - there are some really good bits in Spraakwater, Kaal of kammen, and Viervoeters.
 
Terry Chango said:
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Quoting @horsechoker ! I should of told her to eat my ass.
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Always listen to Joe Pesci

Am I Joe Pesci?

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Terry Chango said:
100%

I fell out with my ex-girlfriend once as she had the cheek to ask when am I going to stop listening to rap as it's for kids and it's all about gun's and hoe's and she was being serious. I took it personal, we had a massive barny and I spent a whole evening with her on a Rap YouTube rabbit hole so she could learn about the craft but she didn't get it.

She loved Mumford and sons though...

Quoting @horsechoker ! I should of told her to eat my ass.
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:lol: crazy isn't it?! I think sometimes folks just buy into the Daily Mail type narratives around rap (ie that it's a bunch of talentless road men talking about watches, guns and women). Some of it is, sure, but there's so much good work out there too.
 
Cheimoon said:
In terms of messaging, it doesn't get much better than Chuck D. Although the first thing that comes to my mind now is actually this verse by Big Daddy Kane from Public Enemy's Burn Hollywood Burn:

As I walk the streets of Hollywood Boulevard
Thinking how hard it was to those that starred
In the movies portraying the roles
Of butlers and maids, slaves and hoes
Many intelligent Black men seemed
To look uncivilized when on the screen
Like, I guess I figure you to play some jigaboo
On the plantation, what else can a nigga do
And Black women in this profession
As for playing a lawyer, out of the question
For what they play Aunt Jemima is the perfect term
Even if now she got a perm
So let's make our own movies like Spike Lee
Cause the roles being offered don't strike me
As nothing that the black man could use to earn
Burn Hollywood burn

It's not really poetry, but I don't know if it can be said any better than this.

Voer voor je hoedenplank, hoedenplank, tast toe proef die woofer!

Ik ben de E X T I N C E! But more fun than stuff that really impresses me. Although - there are some really good bits in Spraakwater, Kaal of kammen, and Viervoeters.
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Gotta say I really, really rate Dave when it comes to social commentary too. He can also put together a helluva punch line and his wordplay is crazy.
 
Kendrick - N95

Take off the foo-foo
Take off the clout chase
Take off the Wi-Fi
Take off the money phone
Take off the car loan
Take off the flex and the white lies
Take off the weird-ass jewelry
I'ma take ten steps
Then I'm takin' off top five
Take off them fabricated streams
And them microwave memes
It's a real world outside
Take off your idols
Take off the runway
I take off to Cairo
Take off to Saint-Tropez
Five day stay, take a quarter mil'
Hell, if I know
Take off the false flag
Take off perception
Take off the cop with the eye patch
Take off the unloyal
Take off the unsure
Take off decisions I lack
Take off the fake deep
Take off the fake woke
Take off the I'm broke, I care
Take off the gossip
Take off the new logic, that if I'm rich, I'm rare
Take off the Chanel
Take off the Dolce
Take off the Birkin bag
Take all that designer bullshit off
And what do you have?
 
DOOM - The literal entirety of Madvilliany, imo the climax of word play and word craft since Rap began.

Chuck D - Fight The Power

NWA - feck The Police (but pretty much the entirety of Straight Outta Compton

Tupac - Hit Em Up (not his best work but for ‘legendary myth making’ it’s up there, sadly)

Tribe - entirety of Low End Theory

From a ‘pop rap’ POV, I’d put Eminem’s 3 singles ‘My Name Is’, ‘The Real Slim Shady’ and ‘Stan’ up there as legendary.
 
Pickle85 said:
Gotta say I really, really rate Dave when it comes to social commentary too. He can also put together a helluva punch line and his wordplay is crazy.
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And it's great how he can say things that sound really in-your-face and controversial but actually have a strong underlying point and truth. Like this from Fight The Power (also mentioned by @Rhyme Animal below):

Elvis was a hero to most
But he never meant shit to me you see
Straight up racist that sucker was
Simple and plain
Motherfeck him and John Wayne
'Cause I'm Black and I'm proud
I'm ready and hyped plus I'm amped
Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps
Sample a look back you look and find
Nothing but rednecks for 400 years if you check
Rhyme Animal said:
DOOM - The literal entirety of Madvilliany, imo the climax of word play and word craft since Rap began.

Chuck D - Fight The Power

NWA - feck The Police (but pretty much the entirety of Straight Outta Compton

Tupac - Hit Em Up (not his best work but for ‘legendary myth making’ it’s up there, sadly)

Tribe - entirety of Low End Theory

From a ‘pop rap’ POV, I’d put Eminem’s 3 singles ‘My Name Is’, ‘The Real Slim Shady’ and ‘Stan’ up there as legendary.
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I really like the start of Low End Theory:

Back in the days when I was a teenager
Before I had status and before I had a pager
You could find the Abstract listenin' to hip-hop
My pops used to say, it reminded him of Bebop
I said, "Well, Daddy, don't you know that things go in cycles?
Way that Bobby Brown is just amping like Michael"

It just really sets the tone.
 
Cheimoon said:
And it's great how he can say things that sound really in-your-face and controversial but actually have a strong underlying point and truth. Like this from Fight The Power (also mentioned by @Rhyme Animal below):

Elvis was a hero to most
But he never meant shit to me you see
Straight up racist that sucker was
Simple and plain
Motherfeck him and John Wayne
'Cause I'm Black and I'm proud
I'm ready and hyped plus I'm amped
Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps
Sample a look back you look and find
Nothing but rednecks for 400 years if you check

I really like the start of Low End Theory:

Back in the days when I was a teenager
Before I had status and before I had a pager
You could find the Abstract listenin' to hip-hop
My pops used to say, it reminded him of Bebop
I said, "Well, Daddy, don't you know that things go in cycles?
Way that Bobby Brown is just amping like Michael"

It just really sets the tone.
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For sure - I actually like Midnight Marauders even more as a record, but for verses that are ‘legendary’ in HipHop, Low End Theory is probably more fitting.
 
I think it's harder to include Chuck in this thread because he's the main man and it's very rare for him to drop one verse in a song. Burn Hollywood Burn is one of those occasions.

He's a supa emcee, though. Quality never in doubt.

That said, I'd be glad to nominate the opening verse of Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos, if only for the opener.

I got a letter from the government
The other day
I opened and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me given' a damn - I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself
Because they never did
I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute...
It occured to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out - but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
I'm not a fugitive on the run
But a brother like me begun - to be another one
Public enemy servin' time - they drew the line y'all
To criticize me some crime - never the less
They could not understand that I'm a Black man
And I could never be a veteran
On the strength, the situation's unreal
I got a raw deal, so I'm goin' for the steel
 
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I'm at a rave, lookin' like a slave
High off chronic
Gin and tonic demonic
Body smell like vomit
Pussy poppin', acid droppin'
Dope-heady guy
Heroin mescaline
Pencil leads, wanna try?
Blue pills, golden seals
Got Bizarre actin' ill
Drugs kill (Yeah, right)
Bitch, I'm for real!
Shut yo' mouth, you dirty slut
You know you want it in your butt
I'll put it in your cnut
Let Bizarre nut!

In all seriousness though, I've moved away from rap music as I've aged, but as a massive fan, I'd have to throw some Eminem diss tracks.
Nail in the coffin, Bully etc
 
U-God from the Wu Tang Clan has a couple of my personal favourites:

From Ghostface Killah's Black Jesus:

I hose down the place
No shots to the face
Elite Special force no religion style faith
The meltin' pot boil gun shot drama soil
Gamble when I scramble handle hot pots of oil
Man handle brain killin' erect my hidden
Streets may be potent put your 9-6 bid in
Vampire Curse disperse on each verse
Swim in black water, act slaughter through my earth
You're hit by my element Great Wall of China
Mountain Peak hold the globe like vagina
Measure on my mic stand, molecule and strand
Finger rollin' rhythm ride the horse one hand
Golden Eye, Spy vs. Spy, guilty of suspicion
Chess boxer, mic in dead body position
40 oz. Ciga-art, three verse invented
Divine universal black man representin'
Similar the pure, rhyme blowing out the pore
Battery in the back, keep it charged for the raw
I'm bred type thorough, pistolero gun hero
Renaissance rebel shadow boxing your barrel
Fully woven Beethoven, hit you on a humble
Hard enough to hurt you, chastise my rap styles
Lock down, for this curfew

And from WuTang's Heaterz, there's a few verses on that track that could land here.


Box talk sequence, powerhouse kick out
Eyes crusty, red, butt-naked with my dick out
I'm direct, golden best, golden chest is blessed Sketch chapter, snatched a batch and went to fresh
It sound farfetched, mountain men that be rich You get buckshot, dummy clapped, mummy wrapped and stitched
The Jeffrey Dahmer Notre Damer sing the song the strongest
Brute force bullethole straight through your chorus
Shank you with the think tank, harmony cake cut A can of ass whoopin' flurry shake, break you fecks
Struck, love crooks, waffle iron hooks
Chef cocaine cook, a marvelous book
This death bed doctrine, paper for the youth What remains, a saber-toothed tiger in the booth
 
If I could capture the rage of today's youth and bottle it
Crush the glass from my bare hands and swallow it
Then spit it back in the faces of you racists
And hypocrites who think the same shit but don't say shit
You Liberaces, Versaces and you Nazis
Watch me 'cause you figured you got me in this hot seat
You motherfeckers wanna judge me 'cause you're not me
You'll never stop me, I'm top speed as you pop me
I came to save these new generations of babies
From parents who failed to raise 'em 'cause they're lazy
To grow to praise me, I'm makin' 'em go crazy
That's how I got this whole nation to embrace me
And you fugazi if you think I'ma admit wrong
I cripple any hypocritic critic I'm sic'd on
And this song is for any kid who gets picked on
A sick song to retaliate to and it's called...
 
I come through like a force to be reckoned with

My rhymes cut through the noise like a knife, never miss

They say the game's oversaturated, but I ain't done yet

I'm here to leave my mark, make a legacy that won't forget

I spit flames like a dragon, leaving haters in ash

My flow's so sick, it'll make your head spin like a car crash

I'm here to inspire, make a change, and leave a legacy

My rhymes are a weapon, and I'm ready to take on any enemy.

Chat GPT wrote this
 
Dr. Dwayne said:
I think it's harder to include Chuck in this thread because he's the main man and it's very rare for him to drop one verse in a song. Burn Hollywood Burn is one of those occasions.

He's a supa emcee, though. Quality never in doubt.

That said, I'd be glad to nominate the opening verse of Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos, if only for the opener.

I got a letter from the government
The other day
I opened and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me given' a damn - I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself
Because they never did
I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute...
It occured to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out - but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
I'm not a fugitive on the run
But a brother like me begun - to be another one
Public enemy servin' time - they drew the line y'all
To criticize me some crime - never the less
They could not understand that I'm a Black man
And I could never be a veteran
On the strength, the situation's unreal
I got a raw deal, so I'm goin' for the steel
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Great verse - and the way he drops 'it said they were suckers' in there at the beginning is just awesome (and hilarious) for effect.
 
Well, I was comin' home late one dark afternoon
A reporter stopped me for a interview
She said she's heard stories and she's heard fables
That I'm vicious on the mic and the turntables
This young reporter, I did adore
So I rocked a vicious rhyme like I never did before
She said, "Damn, fly guy, I'm in love with you!
The Casanova legend must have been true!"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name Lois Lane
And you could be my boyfriend, you surely can
Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman"
I said, "He's a fairy, I do suppose
Flyin' through the air in pantyhose
He may be very sexy or even cute
But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit"
I said, "You need a man who's got finesse
And his whole name across his chest
He may be able to fly all through the night
But can he rock a party 'til the early light?
He can't satisfy you with his little worm
But I can bust you out with my super sperm!"
 
Dr. Dwayne said:
I think it's harder to include Chuck in this thread because he's the main man and it's very rare for him to drop one verse in a song. Burn Hollywood Burn is one of those occasions.

He's a supa emcee, though. Quality never in doubt.

That said, I'd be glad to nominate the opening verse of Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos, if only for the opener.

I got a letter from the government
The other day
I opened and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me given' a damn - I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself
Because they never did
I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute...
It occured to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin' in the state pen
I gotta get out - but that thought was thought before
I contemplated a plan on the cell floor
I'm not a fugitive on the run
But a brother like me begun - to be another one
Public enemy servin' time - they drew the line y'all
To criticize me some crime - never the less
They could not understand that I'm a Black man
And I could never be a veteran
On the strength, the situation's unreal
I got a raw deal, so I'm goin' for the steel
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I love Tricky's incendiary version:

 
Apt for the times


A lot of a, sharks out there
Tryna take a bite of somethin'
What's hot?
Lot of chameleons out there
Tryna change up anytime somethin' new comes along
Everybody wants a bite
Don't happen overnight
 
Here’s the whole thing, prophetic for our times


A lot of a, sharks out there
Tryna take a bite of somethin'
What's hot?
Lot of chameleons out there
Tryna change up anytime somethin' new comes along
Everybody wants a bite
Don't happen overnight
So you wanna be a rap superstar
And live large
A big house, five cars, you're in charge
Comin' up in the world
Don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
I remember the days when I was a young kid growing up
Looking in the mirror, dreaming about blowin' up
The rock crowds make money chill with the honeys
Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
Shit's funny how impossible dreams manifest
And the games that be comin' with it
Nevertheless, you got to go for the gusto
But you don't know about the blood, sweat, and tears
And losin' some of your peers
And losin' some of yourself to the years past, gone by
Hopefully it don't manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac and the brainiac don't know how to act
Shit's deep, forty-eight track studio
Gangsta mack sign the deal
Think he's gonna make a mil but never will
'Til he crosses over, still
Fillin' your head with fantasies, come with me
Show the sacrifice it takes to make the G's
You want to be a rock superstar in the biz
And take shit from people who don't know what it is
I wish it was all fun and games
But the price of fame is high
And some can't pay the way, feel trapped in
What you rappin' about?
Tell me what happened when you lost clout?
The route you took started collapsing
No fans, no fame, no respect, no change
No women and everybody shits on your name
People see rock stars, you know what I'm sayin'?
But you still try to get out
More like everybody else, you know
Its a fun job, but its still a job
There's gonna be another cat comin' out
Looking like me, sounding like me next year
I know this it'll be a flipside
Tell what you did, someone trying to spin off like some circus
You ever have big dreams of makin' big cream?
Big shot, heavy hitter on the mainstream
You want to look trendy in the Bentley
Be a star band, never act friendly
You want to have big fame
Let me explain what happens to these stars and their big brains
First they get played, like all damn day
Long as you sell everything will be okay
Then you get dissed by the media and fans
Things never stay the same way they began
I heard that some never get fooled to the fullest
That's why fools end up dining on a bullet
Think everything's fine in the big time
See me in my Lex with the chrome ray shine
So you roll far and live large
It ain't all that goes with being a rock star
My own son don't know me
I'm chillin' in a hotel room, lonely
But I thank god I'm with my homies
But sometimes I wish I was back home
But only no radio or video's gonna show me no love, they're phony
Got to hit the road solely so the record gets pushed by Sony
I'm in the middle like Monie
And the press say that my own people disown me
The best way back to keep your head straight
Never inflate the cranium
They're too worried about them honeys at the palladium
Who just want to cling on, swing on, and so on
Go on fall off, the ho's fall off
To the next rock superstar with no shame
Give him a year and they'll be right out the game
The same as the last one who came before him
Gained fame started getting' ignored
I warned him, assured him this ain't easy
Take it from the weazy, sleazy people want to be so cheesy
They're fecking evil
Assassins, assassins
 
I am Posdnous
I be the new generation of slaves
Here to make papes to buy a record exec rakes
The pile of revenue I create
But I guess I don't get a cut cuz my rent's a month late
Product of a North Carolina cat
Who scratched the back of a pretty woman named Hattie
Who departed life just a little too soon
And didn't see me grab the Plug Tune fame
As we go a little somethin' like this
Look ma, no protection
Now I got a daughter named Ayana Monet
And I can play the cowboy to rustle in the dough
So the scenery is healthy where her eyes lay
I am an early bird but the feathers are black
So the apples that I catch are usually all worms
But it's a must to decipher one's queen
From a worm who plays groupie and spread around the bad germ
I cherish the twilight
I maximize, my soul is the right size
I watch for the power to run out on the moon
(And that'll be sometime soon)
Faker than a fist of kids
Speakin that they're black
When they're just niggas trying to be Greek
Or some tongues who lied
And said "We'll be natives to the end"
Nowadays we don't even speak
I guess we got our own life to live
Or is it because we want our own kingdom to rule?
Every now and then I step to the now
For now I see back then I might have acted like a fool
Now I won't apologize for it
This is not a bunch of Bradys
But a bunch of black man's pride
Yet I can safely say
I've never played a sister by touching where her private parts reside
I've always walked the right side of the road
If I wasn't making song I wouldn't be a thug selling drugs
But a man with a plan
And if I was a rug cleaner
Betcha Pos'd have the cleanest rugs I am
The Plug Two brand with the flavour
In the flute watch the sniffin'
So a sack of shows in demand
I read the diction from the second page
I got the one-two gauge
Baritone to the izm fan
Trees fall so I can play ground with my ink
So let me need ya to my ems go
I push the infinite and carry it
My carrier's the three over one
So my pluggins already know
Lick shots with moo
Catch the boo
From a ghost in the heckling crowd
If I give a foot
Jack Ville caught a spill
When a still came from my mouth
I brought a head down south
I don't check for the noose and the neck
So I never tell my ems
That finesse is knocking at my door
I choose to run from the rays of the burning sun
And dodge a needle washing up upon a sandy shore
I bring the element H with the 2
So ya owe me what's coming when I'm raining on your new parade
It's just mind over matter
And what matters is
That the mind isn't guided by the punished shade
I keep the walking on the right side
But I won't judge the next who handles walking on the wrong
Cuz that's how he wants to be
No difference, see
I wanna be like the name of this song I am
I am Posdnous
I be the new generation of slaves
Here to make papes to buy a record exec rakes
The pile of revenue I create
But I guess I don't get a cut cuz my rent's a month late
The deeds of a natural
Are seeds that are no longer planted
So the famine in the mind is strong
Tactics of another plane is now proven sane
Sane enough to let you know from within this song
I stabilize many cableized viewers
So my occupation's known
But not why I occupy
And that is to bring the peace
Not in the flower but the As-Salaam Alaikum in the third I am
 
Yeah first of all don't make me burst and brawl
Image is nothin you frontin see the thirst in ya'll
Think its fecked up now it get worst for ya'll
Assassinate your best friend now I hurt you par
Run up on your block wit dough and I curse you all
The feck out you wanna wet duke squirt your four
Since birth I been raw hot like surface core
Kidnap your baby's mom straight earth the whore
See I do rhyme and crime so I can purchase more
If you ain't in it for that what the purpose for
Act like you don't give a feck though
Good so I buck fo' shots from the roof
and my man Rock catch you up close
Never give a feck about niggas ya'll not Nutso
Hype off of carbonated water then some fructose
Straight buck foes when the nigga Ruck pull the snub nose
Wait Ruck chill, what the deal its all love though
Look into my eyes and you can see there's something changed
Runnin gunnin things knockin niggas out like Clubber Lang
With the gun I bring its straight for beatin you down
Heatin you down leavin you six feet deep in the ground
 
As non hip hop person the only verses I genuinely recall due to how iconic they were are from Eminem. The bang that fellow made on the music scene for my MTV (late period tbf) was insane. The videos, the humour, the roasting all just felt so new for the time.
 
Red Devil 26 said:
Yeah first of all don't make me burst and brawl
Image is nothin you frontin see the thirst in ya'll
Think its fecked up now it get worst for ya'll
Assassinate your best friend now I hurt you par
Run up on your block wit dough and I curse you all
The feck out you wanna wet duke squirt your four
Since birth I been raw hot like surface core
Kidnap your baby's mom straight earth the whore
See I do rhyme and crime so I can purchase more
If you ain't in it for that what the purpose for
Act like you don't give a feck though
Good so I buck fo' shots from the roof
and my man Rock catch you up close
Never give a feck about niggas ya'll not Nutso
Hype off of carbonated water then some fructose
Straight buck foes when the nigga Ruck pull the snub nose
Wait Ruck chill, what the deal its all love though
Look into my eyes and you can see there's something changed
Runnin gunnin things knockin niggas out like Clubber Lang
With the gun I bring its straight for beatin you down
Heatin you down leavin you six feet deep in the ground
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I don't know if I'm missing context but that's just horrible. Contrast it with:
Bondi77 said:
Mama said knock you out.
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Tune!!
Has hip-hop got worse over time or do I not understand it anymore?
 
adexkola said:
Someone post a legendary hip-hop verse from the last 2 years
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3 years ago, but Royce on this song is nuts



African estate grass and grapes
Masculine the slave master hate
Exactly when they emasculate
Congratulate gay amass the hate
As the black lady, -'ll shake
They fascinated, they masturbate
The black parade straight exacerbates
The actual hate they imaginate
That's when they racist, straight
Harasses us as they evacuate
Imagine wearing they mask somewhere, can't imagine making it past the day
Hell is hated, Heaven's a elevated melanated masquerade
We celebrate, they will vaccinate
You separate, they assassinate
Weapons mastered, yes, they active, yes, they matter, Maj Toure
Rep they blackness, leather jackets, black beret
Pastor Mase, Ice Cube, Jam Master Jay
Trunks of jewelry, come through and truly
Trump security, Grand Master Jay
Gucci conned me out of Luciano
To Armani I'm a Moulinyano
Drove her out to hit the Neimans in Cabo
Scope the model, made her Venus De Milo
Spend a lot at the palazzo
Send you hollow semi-autos, powder blue Diablo
Probably pop a cop or two to honor Breonna and Amadou Diallo
They tracking the African breed to patent the seeds
They snatching the apple from Adam and Eve to patent the seeds
Attack chemically then patent disease
I rep murder violence, methane bars, jet stream God
You rep Turtle Island, just ain't y'alls, Epstein's log
And that king talk, my queen shopping in L.A
See me out in that green drop, that thing not a Chevy
Beam on top of that slingshot, Glock sing soft as Dwele
And things start to fall apart like Chinua Achebe
 
Black Thought has had plenty over the years. Nobody in hip hop flows better. Hard to pick which verse I prefer from Concerto of the Desperado. I'll go with the second...

Check it
The implorer, the universe explorer
Treat MC's like the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah
Leavin' these niggas open like the box of Pandora
With styles that's Newer than the World Order
Approximately 3/4 of y'all are water, I straight deport ya
Then orchestrate your torture with roots of culture
The pil-grimage to the line of scrimmage up against your image
Where life is a heist, and the strong get a percentage
It's ill as a war, and within it, I'm the Lieutenant
That surrounds you like a peninsula to snatch the pennant
You fold like Japan's futons and fans
While I design a plan to make a rapper step like a pedestri-an
I crush a mount-ain into grains of sand
Your pain stains the hand that held the mic inserted to the stand
The Desperado that refuse to follow
The Fifth aficionado break you up into parts like vibrato
I'm deep like the dark of the night
Niggas is sweet and sound silly when they talk on the mic
They use the simple back-and-forth
The same old rhythm that's plain
I'd rather UltraMagnetize your brain
It's the hip-hop purist
That leave you lost like a tourist inside the chorus
Niggas is bringin' nothin' for us
As we're breakin' 'em down to fraction, tell your squadron
It's time to go to war, Respond/React once more

 
pocco said:
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
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Absolutely awesome.

His verse on No Love and pick any from Rap God too. Second verse on Sing for the Moment always stuck with me too.

Yes I'm biased towards Em :drool: but man there are so many.
 
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I did this thread on a whim and I'm so glad I did!

I didn't expect to get full lyrics, so I'm proper chuffed with that, I'm going to try out as many of these as possible!!!

Oh, and thank you whoever that was getting rid of the music snob. I love the way singer songwriters arrange their songs, but hip hop lyrics have their own poetic structure. Rubbishing it is like having a weird aversion to Shakespeares iambic pentameters.
 
Yeah, I'm not copy pasting all this.

DMX - 1st verse on Slippin'
NWA - 1st verse on Straight Outta Compton
2Pac - 1st verse on My Block (original version)
Eminem - 3rd verse on 8 Mile
Ice Cube - 2nd verse on Ghetto Vet
Canibus - verse on Beasts From The East
Big Pun - 2nd verse on Whatcha Gon Do
Black Thought - 1st verse on All In The Music
MC Eiht - 2nd verse Streiht Up Menace
Mos Def - 1st verse Hip Hop
CL Smooth - 3rd verse They Reminisce Over You
 
Arlo said:
Yeah, I'm not copy pasting all this.

DMX - 1st verse on Slippin'
NWA - 1st verse on Straight Outta Compton
2Pac - 1st verse on My Block (original version)
Eminem - 3rd verse on 8 Mile
Ice Cube - 2nd verse on Ghetto Vet
Canibus - verse on Beasts From The East
Big Pun - 2nd verse on Whatcha Gon Do
Black Thought - 1st verse on All In The Music
MC Eiht - 2nd verse Streiht Up Menace
Mos Def - 1st verse Hip Hop
CL Smooth - 3rd verse They Reminisce Over You
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If you’re gonna copy and paste at least put a bit more effort in to copy the verse too ffs. Kids these days..
 
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