The best rap lyric ever?

Triumph

Inspectah decks part -

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies

and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these

mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery

Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me

Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits

tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics

I inspect you, through the future see millenium

Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum

Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics

Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths

Black Wu jackets queen B's 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 swingin swords like Shinobi

Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock

Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block

Ghosts part

Yo! Yo! Yo, fuck that, look at all these crab niggaz laid back

Lampin like them gray and black Puma's on my man's rack

Codeine was forced in your drink

You had a Navy Green salamander fiend, bitches never heard you scream

You two-faces, scum of the slum, I got your whole body numb

Blowin like Shalamar in eighty-one

Sound convincin, thousand dollar court by convention

Hands, like Sonny Liston, get fly permission

Hold the fuck up, I'll unfasten your wig, bad luck

I humiliate, separate the English from the Dutch

it's me, black nobled you Ali

Came in threes we like the Genovese, is that so?

Caesar needs the greens, it's Earth

Ninety-three million miles from the first

Rough turbulence, the waveburst, split the megahertz

Raekwons part

Aiyyo that's amazing, gun in your mouth talk, verbal foul hawk

Connect thoughts to make my manchild walk

Swift notarizer, Wu-Tang, all up in the high-riser

New York Yank' visor world tranquilizer

Just a dosage, delegate my Clan with explosives

While, my pen blow lines ferocious

Mediterranean, see y'all, the number one draft pick

Tear down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God

The swift chancellor, flex, the white-gold tarantula

Track truck diesel, play the weed God, substantiala

Max mostly, undivided, then slide in, sickenin

Guaranteed, made em jump like Rod Strickland
 
AESOP ROCK

christmas morning smelled fresher than angel pussy
but immaculate conception came second to playful goodies
like laser tag was way more spiritual than blood and body wafer bags
and manger statues as long as Santa ate the cookies

when i was a saint I'll eat paint with snakes and bullies
said if only you memorized your prayers like you did your cool G's
see by the time i was old enough to know what religion was
i was catholicism numb and truly didnt give a FUCK

94' moved out the crib and ain't seen a steeple since
what knievell evil seeks in christian leaders pitch
to priests who lap slap with parental advisory warnings
ill be auditioning gods in my office on Monday morning

 
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