Best Verse ever

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C.R.E.A.M

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so theres alot of good rappers and good songs and good producers out there, but whats the best, or most true, or smoothest rhyme youve ever heard from these smoothe rap cats?

i would have to say off the top of my head...

Nas- ether (rips Jay-z like tissues)

Masta Ace- Acknoledge (one of the best tracks ever)

"your that cat in the club that gets hit with a bottle,

fuckin with me, your better off hittin lotto

Atmosphere - pretty much all his tracks.

Big L and Jay-Z

one of the best freestyles ever heard, Big L pwns

 
juicy - biggie

I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ears
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good

INCREDIBLE SONG
 
damn see, i love that song and forgot.

check the other post, i made this one on accident

sorry guys, my bad
 
my friend loves qwel

all i can think of now is opio's verse in dune methane by hieroglyphics...the lyrics arent OUTSTANDING, but they're pretty good, i just always loved the flow of it and e'ry thang
 
StartFragmentRappers I monkey flip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickinMusician, inflictin compositionof pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaineHoldin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, nowBulletholes left in my peepholesI'm suited up in street clothesHand me a nine and I'll defeat foesY'all know my steelo with or without the airplayI keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairwayOr either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champsLaughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken ampsG-Packs get off quick, forever niggaz talk shitRemeniscing about the last time the Task Force flippedNiggaz be runnin through the block shootinTime to start the revolution, catch a body head for HoustonOnce they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grassandI ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassinPick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the MacspitLead was hittin niggaz one ran, I made him backflipHeard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't lookGave another squeeze heard it click yo, my shit is stuckTry to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in dangerFinally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up inthe chamberSo now I'm jetting to the building lobbyand it was filled with children probably couldn't see ashigh as I be(So whatchu sayin?) It's like the game ain't the sameGot younger niggaz pullin the triggers bringing fame to theynameand claim some corners, crews without guns are gonersIn broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on usFo'-fives and gauges, Macs in factSame niggaz'll catch a back to back, snatchin yo' cracks inblackThere was a snitch on the block gettin niggaz knockedSo hold your stash until the coke price dropI know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rockAnd if it's good she'll bring ya customers in measuringpots, but yoYou gotta slide on a vacationInside information keeps large niggaz erasin and they wivesbasinIt drops deep as it does in my breathI never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of deathBeyond the walls of intelligence, life is definedI think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind
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A-well-a everybody's heard about the bird

B-b-b-bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word

A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word

A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a don't you know about the bird?

Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!

A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a...

A-well-a everybody's heard about the bird

Bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a don't you know about the bird?

Well, everybody's talking about the bird!

A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word

A-well-a bird...

Surfin' bird

Bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb... [retching noises]... aaah!

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow

Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow

Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-oom-oom-oom

Oom-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow

Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-a-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow

Papa-oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow

Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow

Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow

Well don't you know about the bird?

Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!

A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow

[repeat to fade]

 
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there are way too many good verses out there. at that level how is one better than the other in any shape or form?
 
usually the difference between straight flow and something even better at this level tends to be storytelling (aside from the beat which is more personal preference).

thats why Juicy means so much to me. i LOVE the beat, the flow is obviously ridiculous, and the story is even better. reminds me of bein a kid so hardcore, and even though i didnt come up like BIG did the story still makes my head spin with good vibes no homo.

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alright whateva. lot of peeps have great storytelling ability too

personally I'm a fan of a lot of the blue scholars flows. definitely good stuff. also classified "fall from paradise" has some pretty sick verses. slug spits well.

I can't choose a personal favorite simply because there are literally hundreds of top-notch flowing verses that all compete with each other on the same level.
 
na definately agree with ya. im just saying you can weed out some of the other super duper tight knit flow shit if you take the soul of the song into account.

i think a lot of what makes a verse or song epic is personal.

cant hate on biggie though...respect. that shit hit a nerve across the universe when it came out.
 
I'm not really a huge biggie fan but when a dope song is made, it's of the MAFUCKIN CHAIN (e.g. juicy, going back to cali, suicidal thoughts, everyday struggle)
 
IMMORTAL TECHNIQUE

he has the BEST verses lyrically and sick beats

"The bling-bling era was cute but it's about to be done
I leave you full of clips like the moon blocking the sun
my metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch
like an escape tunnel in prison I started from scratch" Industrial Revolution...(full eclipse, full of clips' for any retards out there)

Why you trying to be hardcore, you fucking homo-thug
And don't be sensitive and angry at the shit that I wrote
Cause if you can take a fucking dick, you can take a joke
(obnoxious)

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Uncommon valor by Jedi Mind Tricks( ft. Rugged man).

Its basically a story of the vietnam war and shit. The whole song is good but the second verse( rugged man's part) is fucking sick. listen to the lyrics btw.

also alot of immortal techniques songs have great versus that talk about real shit.

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not the smoothest ever, but my favorite. one of the most innovative for sure:

Song: "Bring It On"
Artist: Organized Konfusion
Album: Stress: The Extinction Agenda

Bring it on motherfucker bring it on (4x)

Verse one: pharoahe monch

Mind chip
I even be gettin more graphic than an neo geo
Thirty-two bit computer chip be slipped between my lips
And then I’ll spit
Spit it out spit it out go ahead spit out
That itty bitty style you upchuck
Betta believe I buttfuck mc’s from the rear it appears you’re stuck up
It’s my terminology that strike up mind and rips this beat apart
You know the many styles I choose will bruise crews from the start
I flow awkwardly cause awkwardly I flow that’s to the rhythm
Incisions are made into the brain and then I begin to give em
A lobotomy, follow me I’m shapin your brain.. like.. pottery
All over the track
Gimme the p-h gimme the a-r gimme the o-a gimme the h-e, pharoahe
Crazy poison tip arrows are hittin you from all directions
You cannot dodge or manage to dislodge them from the point at
Which they are connecting
I am se-se-selecting a ne-ne-ne-new style
Live for pa-pa-pa-pile-piles of mc’s who try to get bu-bu-bu-buck-buckwild
Fu-fu-fu-fuck dat, when I’m in a renovative state of mind
I’m innovative, never been afraid of rockin the microphone
I’m prone to be eliminating
Cling when I sing a song of sixpence if it makes sense then sing along
Cling along to my nuts if you got guts then bring it on

Bring it on motherfucker bring it on (8x)

Verse two: prince poetry

There is no equivalent one consider me the epitome of rhymes
Rhythm to techs execution is parallel to them with
An exception of the organisms
My telepathy cannot be dismantled so stop sweatin me
Advanced data now watch your greater updates so raps get trampled
Fe-fi-foe steps up elevations show
That I’m ahead of your time specifically right behind a dope rhyme
Rippin shit up at prime time I’m optimus prime/time material
Imperial wizard of vocabularic havoc I eat mc’s like cereal
That’s soggy, milky skills like mister miyagi
When it’s foggy I release globby spits
Over names of rappers in the lobby as a hobby... i’ll!
Rip your nitshit get stick quick get your crew before I do
Something gory to your quite futile styles
Miniature raps get waxed, simonized
Into the fifth dimension of your centifugal never typical stand attention
I’m, mystical rip shit til the power blows
Those chose to compete we delete em -- observe defeat
That’s sending down from above to get cha hit cha split cha ditch cha
Picture you, victorious
I’m gory plus your shit’s mad boring, bring it on

Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on motherfucker bring it on (2x)

You really have to hear them spit it though. Unlike anything you have ever witnessed.
 
3 off the top of my head:

-someone posted 1st verse of NY state of mind, which is obviously dope as shit, but i prefer the 2nd for those last bars:

I'ma addict for sneakers, twenties of buddah and bitches with beepers

In the streets I can greet ya, about blunts I teach ya

Inhale deep like the words of my breath

I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death

I lay puzzle as I backtrack to earlier times

Nothing's equivalent, to the new york state of mind

- d'evils - jay-z - second verse

We used to fight for building blocks

Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killin'

The closest of friends when we first started

But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted

Thinkin' back when we first learned to use rubbers

He never learned so in turn I'm kidnappin' his baby's mother

My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese

She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties

About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced

So I kept feedin' her money 'til her shit started to make sense

Who could ever forsee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties

now I'm tryin' to rock this bitch to sleep

All the years we were real close

Now I see his fears through her tears, know she's wishin' we were still

close

Don't cry, it is to be

In time, I'll take away your miseries and make 'em mine, D'Evils...

- sagaba (remix) - blue scholars - third verse

Dreams be the ashes burned thrashing in the wind

Flying from the burning bush flung from her fingers

and it hung in the air, in this moment of truth

then it crashed into flames like the end of our youth

We gettin trapped in extractions, reality bites back

We casually fight, lackin the insight to spite that

Opposites attract, but if not we stay honest

she told me that its better to be critical than conscious

My sister, your fist is more symbolic than you know

And use it as a weapon if he calls you a...

hold up, did I mention i'm a pisces,

and all these other fish up in the sea would ever love you like me?

Inhale, the imagery, a queen walkin steadily

Hips sway sweetly to an old soul melody

I hold this memory close, she kept walkin

and thats when I wrote the first line to this song like...
 
HOLY SHIT I JUST FOUND IT.

Why - the roots



2nd verse:

Keepin' your head above water, hustlin' to survive

Some people chasin' a dream, others just chasin' a high

Some people blind leading the blind, they chasin' a lie

Some people chokin' backs broken barely makin' it by

But still they workin' all they live, they pushin' for the light

Givin' everything they got to stitch them swishes on ya Nike's

Puttin' pockets on our jeans, mining diamonds for them rings

Rewarded with small change and bullets in the brains

And it makes me feel strange everything we take for granted

At times I feel stranded on this planet of mine

Now should I pull the hammer, clap it out, and laugh about it

Or stand up, be counted while I cast my ballot

When the undertaker's busy and the prison's is crowded

People livin' in fear because they vision is clouded

But the sky's the limit, I ain't cryin' you a river

Gotta move me a mountain, I'm a git up and shout it

 
^hell yeah man, jedi mind, vinnie paz, aotp, all those fuckers have the craziest flows ive ever heard

this is gorillas by army of the pharoahs

[Verse 1: Crypt the Warchild]

Y'all get too close, I'ma squeeze the life out of you

You speak too loosely with your words, I'ma silence you

You ain't a leader, dog, nobody'd die for you

You ain't a killer, dog, who the fuck lied to you

And I don't even fuck with y'all ballerinas

Tryin' to tiptoe by me, I'ma stab your team up

Tryin' to get dough by me, I'ma snatch your cream up

'Cause my squad gotta eat and y'all can't come between us

Thoughts of blowin' my fuckin' head off when I look in my gun

I cock back, can't squeeze when I look at my son

I stop that, can't breathe, y'all wouldn't walk in my shoes

I'm antisocial, don't speak unless I talk with a tool

[Verse 2: Esoteric]

You can take the braggin', the boastin', add up the passion devotion

The crabs that lack in emotion, we throw 'em back in the ocean

The Pharaohs packin' the potion, we back in action and rappers are chokin'

Actin' like the smokin' cats, their backs will get broken

And '96 was the year I started talkin' with Vinnie

Rockin' the city, talkin', really reppin' Boston and Philly

Now you can find us, lined up with OS and QD

We flow best, so don't test, we grotesque and beauty

I profess a slow death, your plan of attack's a panic attack

Still better than Bush's plan for Iraq

My fam in the back, known to keep it realer than most

While you fake cats cower like the Steelers coach

[Chorus: Vinnie Paz]

Yeah, we the realest, ain't nobody stoppin' the fam

And we gorillas, walk around with glocks in our hand

And we some killas, run it like the Mafia ran

And you should feel us 'cause we turn your fuckin' block into sand

[Verse 3: Apathy]

We been bubblin' like Bazooka Joe since Boogie Down and Superho

Futuristic, new simplistic, sweatin' my computer flow

Army of the armed and dangerous, we stay with stainlesses

Status is famous, raps translated to seven languages

Rulin' rap, iron fisted, flow's fluid, rhyme is liquid

Nitrogen, knife in my pocket, pull it out when shit gets twisted

Y'all lookin' for villains? Well, I'm that guy

I charge junior high kids for a contact high

And I could always tell y'all was on some faggot shit

Like singin' Lil' Kim's parts during Magic Stick

You'll get your face rocked, nose popped, we got, heat cocked

The A-dot, o-dot, t-dot, P-dot

[Verse 4: Planetary]

Check, yo

Ever since Blood and Ashes life's slowly been changin'

Catch me sweatin' every night, with my rosary, prayin'

Meditatin', bathin' in blood, face full of mud

So grimy, tryin' to speak to me's like takin' a drug

Razor blades under the tongue, with "Ways of the Gun"

Playin' in the background when I'm embracin' my sons

It's like I'm huggin' Satan, though, they feel the evil inside me

Nah boys, it's me, Papi, can't one emcee stop me

I'm stressed, blessed with a gift, I'm still tryin' to make it

Stained from separations, my brain is like a matrix

I tighten up my laces, prepare for the sequel

Until then, I'm gon' hustle and take care of my peoples, what!

(Chorus x2)

raw as fuck
 
yea man jedi and those kats rip it up.

you guys heard much celph titled? tampa bay florida rapper who is just brutal on the track. ill find some
 
AZs verse on life's a bitch, posting the lyrics don't do it justice, the swag and flow are crazyyyy.

You kids need to get your shit together dropping people like atmosphere, immortal technique, and jedi mind, but props to the kid who threw out bring it on, pharoahe is a beast and easily one of the top 5 lyricists ever.
 
Mos Def from "Thieves in The Night" BLACK STAR

Yo, I'm sure that everbody out listenin agree

That everything you see ain't really how it be

A lot of jokers out runnin in place, chasin the style

Be a lot goin on beneath the empty smile

Most cats in my area be lovin the hysteria

Synthesized surface conceals the interior

America, land of opportunity, mirages and camoflauges

More than usually -- speakin loudly, sayin nothin

You confusin me, you losin me

Your game is twisted, want me enlisted -- in your usary

Foolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly

Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception

Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the lookin glass

Walkin the street, wonderin who they be lookin past

Lookin gassed with them imported designer shades on

Stars shine bright, but the light -- rarely stays on

Same song, just remixed, different arrangement

Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slaveship

Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this

Screamin brand new, when they just sanitized the old shit

Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick

That they been runnin across stars through all the time with

I find it's distressin, there's never no in-between

We either niggaz or Kings

We either bitches or Queens

The deadly ritual seems immersed, in the perverse

Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts

Long barrel automatics released in short bursts

The length of black life is treated with short worth

Get yours first, them other niggaz secondary

That type of illin that be fillin up the cemetary

This life is temporary but the soul is eternal

Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you

Not strong, only aggressive, cause the power ain't directed

That's why, we are subjected to the will of the oppressive

Not free, we only licensed

Not live, we just excitin

Cause the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writin

Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained

Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's just a game

Not good, but well behaved cause the ca-me-ra survey

most of the things that we think, do, or say

We chasin after death just to call ourselves brave

But everyday, next man meet with the grave

I give a damn if any fam' recall my legacy

I'm tryin to live life in the sight of God's memory

Like that y'all

Or from my personal collection.

The Darchitect www.myspace.com/thedarchitect

Carpe Diem

My Desire was to retire at the ripe age of 23

But im still sittin in my Basement packin bowls smokin weed

Full of infinite dreams but no ambition

One day I picked up the pen and this is what was written…

Im a ludicrous optimist with kaleidoscope vision

Seein things from all angles but cant focus on the image

The lens is fogged with commercial materialism

Cant afford that shit, avoid it… continue the rhythm

Like a Salmon Spawning Im fighting against the currant

I know the death penalty is my ultimate deterrent

From avoiding my snap like the Beltway Sniper

Cause this Venom is potent like the deadliest pit viper

But rise above this despair cause a new day dawns

Got visions of grandeur and look past dreams gone wrong

The sunrise must appear more often… then the sunset

If I plan to observe this vision without lookin through a net

Cause Im caught up like Ahab wanted Moby Dick

Time is running out the bomb is on its last three ticks

Actions have reactions but no action seizes reaction

Got the pedal to the floor and Im finally gainin traction

On the highway to hell pulled over at the rest stop

Drop the itinerary cause Im workin towards the top

These repulsive visions cloud the once blue sky

Stick my arm through the portal feel the warmth of the otherside

So I step on through as the lens gains focus

The image clears and Ive made it to my moment

Theres a man at a desk watching a clock flippin a dime

He says sorry sir you didn’t make it in time.

This is my best written ever...
 
98 freestyle by big l

How come, you can listen to my first album

And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from?

(yeah!) so what you actin for?

You aint half as raw, you need to practice more

Somebody tell this nigga sumun, fore I crack his jaw

You runnin with boys, Im runnin with men

Ima be rippin the mics until Im a hundred and ten

Have yall niggaz like, damnit this nigga done done it again

I throw slugs at idi-ots, no love for city cops

I sport a pretty watch, eight-hundred and fifty rocks

Im makin wonderful figures

I dont fuck with none of you niggaz

I might pull out this gun on your niggaz

And rob every last one of you niggaz

he spits so fucking fast at the middle and end of that verse it is outrageous.

andddd flipmode meets def squad

the beat is FILTHY and everyone in the song fucking murders it, Jamal, Redman, Keith Murray, Rampage, Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes.

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or...

Talib Kweli "Get By"

We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes

We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn

We go through "Epidodes II," like "Attack of the Clones"

Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone

To get by.. just to get by

Just to get by, just to get by

We commute to computers

Spirits stay mute while you eagles spread rumors

We survivalists, turned to consumers

To get by.. just to get by

Just to get by, just to get by

Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor

I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer

Me Abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help

I think about a struggle and I find the strength in myself

These words, melt in my mouth

They hot, like the jail cell in the South

Before my nigga Core bailed me out

To get by.. just to get by

Just to get by, just to get by

We do or die like Bed-Stuy through the red sky

with the window of the red eye

Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit, "Livin' to Let Die"
 
that song is so dope.

casuals verse is sick

To the depths of iniquity no one can get with me

I used to battle Socrates rockin these same styles

love it.

and his entire first verse

They only know colonial ways

Anything that my homie okays

is all right these days

Display recklessness whose tek is this

Pointed in the window of ya coupe Lexuses

Follow me on my Exo dust

My poetics will earn the respect of thus

An individual crushing hypocritical nothings

Like aluminum cans

Put me on the mic and I'm doomin em

Operation: MC Intimidation

Occupation: rock the place then leave relieved

The masta John, large like a mastodon

In charge of the class Cas is on

Some whole new shit than you bastards on

Bitten my old style while smash was gone

My infallible flows will swallow you wholes

Rappin bout cars and clotes you need to kill it

 
sorry im postwhoring kinda but rugged mans verse in that first song literally made my jaw drop, holy shit thats easily one of the best ive ever heard.
 
OK GUYS, MY CAPS LOCK IS BROKEN FOR THIS SHIT.

LISTEN TO CELPH TILED SPIT THIS!

MUAHAHA

7L & ESOTERIC WITH CELPH TITLED

KILLIN!!

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nigga nigga bitch fuck hoes streets hard life shoot guns fuck police fuck bitches getting paiiiiiiiiiiiiid for ma weeeeeeeed bling fuck fuck nigga fuck all yous rappas be suckin me king of freestyyyyyyle bitches fuck
 
after listening to uncomon valor you cant listen to another song. you kinda just sit there like

" thats really fucked up, and really really true"

such a good song, i love it.

hell yea R.A and Jedi
 
DP Wonder in Immortal Technique's- The Illest

I spit heat, like the deserts of Saudi Arabia,

i bury competition like mesopotamia,

Eating Whack emc's

pissing liquid uranium.

That shit is legit

The Game in My Life

My life used to be empty like a glok without a round,

now my life full like a chopper with 1000 rounds
 
big L- danger zone

I keep a cutie with a soft booty, hoes be runnin up

"Can I get your autograph L?" no bitch, Im off duty

 
notorious BIG - one more chance

"when it comes to sex, im similar to the thrilla in manila, honeys call me bigga, the condom filla."

notorious BIG - juicy

"super nintendo, sega genesis, when i was dead broke man i could not picture this, 50 inch screen, money green leather sofa, got two rides, limosine and a chauffa (chauffer)"
 
the year is 94 and my trunk is raw

in the rear view mirror its the motherfuckin law

got 2 choices yall pull over the car or (hmm)

bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor

now I aint trying to see no highway chase with jay

plus i got a few dollars i could fight the case

so i pull over to the side of the road

I heard "son do you know what I'm stoppin you for?'

"cause i'm young and i'm black and my hat's real low?"

"do I look like a mind reader sir? I don't know."
 
3 peat - Lil wayne
"Dont you fix your lips unless your about to suck my dick"
Works great when girls are pissing you off
 
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