We know Nas made the GOAT album but who do you consider have the best rap verse of all time?
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I know it's hard to tell..... But what do you consider the best verse of all time?
This is probably mine.
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, inflictin composition
Of pain I’m like Scarface sniffin ?
Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I’m extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I’m suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine and I’ll defeat foes
Y’all know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the ceelo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever ? talk ?
RemIniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped
? be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, “Back up,” the Mac spit
Lead was hittin ? one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn’t look
Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my ? is stuck
Try to ? it, it wouldn’t shoot now I’m in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I’m jetting to the building lobby
And it was filled with children probably couldn’t see as high as I be
(So whatchu sayin?) It’s like the game ain’t the same
Got younger ? pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name
And claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
Fo’-fives and gauges, Macs in fact
Same ? ’ll catch a back to back, snatchin yo’ cracks and black
There was a snitch on the block gettin ? knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it’s good she’ll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large ? erasin and they wives basin
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I’m in a New York state of mind
This is probably mine.
Rappers I monkey flip em with the funky rhythm I be kickin
Musician, inflictin composition
Of pain I’m like Scarface sniffin ?
Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I’m extreme, now
Bulletholes left in my peepholes
I’m suited up in street clothes
Hand me a nine and I’ll defeat foes
Y’all know my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the ceelo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
G-Packs get off quick, forever ? talk ?
RemIniscing about the last time the Task Force flipped
? be runnin through the block shootin
Time to start the revolution, catch a body head for Houston
Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, “Back up,” the Mac spit
Lead was hittin ? one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn’t look
Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my ? is stuck
Try to ? it, it wouldn’t shoot now I’m in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I’m jetting to the building lobby
And it was filled with children probably couldn’t see as high as I be
(So whatchu sayin?) It’s like the game ain’t the same
Got younger ? pullin the triggers bringing fame to they name
And claim some corners, crews without guns are goners
In broad daylight, stickup kids, they run up on us
Fo’-fives and gauges, Macs in fact
Same ? ’ll catch a back to back, snatchin yo’ cracks and black
There was a snitch on the block gettin ? knocked
So hold your stash until the coke price drop
I know this crackhead, who said she gotta smoke nice rock
And if it’s good she’ll bring ya customers in measuring pots, but yo
You gotta slide on a vacation
Inside information keeps large ? erasin and they wives basin
It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I’m in a New York state of mind
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You're a full on ? ?
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You're a full on ? ?
Why you say that? You mad because I ? your mother ? while you was crying? ? you can't do ? . I will keep ? that ? .
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I cant even understand the thread title tho.
What the ? are you trying to say ? -
so you changed it huh?
Anyway,
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, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millennium
Killer Bees sold fifty gold, sixty platinum
Shackling 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, die hard 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
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Young thug on -about the money
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so you changed it huh?
Anyway,
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, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millennium
Killer Bees sold fifty gold, sixty platinum
Shackling 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, die hard 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
Top 5 verse no doubt.
Could understand if you say it's the goat verse. -
Rakim: 1st verse of Microphone fiend
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Rakim: 1st verse of Microphone fiend
Microphone Fiend is only one verse
Melle Mel's A Child Is Born verse from The Message
A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
? is smilin' on you but he's frownin' too
Because only ? knows what you'll go through
You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate
And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll admire all the number-book takers
Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers
Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens
And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool
But then you wind up droppin' outta high school
Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did
Got sent up for a eight-year bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag
Spend the next two years as a undercover ?
Bein' used and abused to serve like hell
Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so young so
Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head huh huh huh huh huh
It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder how I keep from going under. -
Your constant thoughts and fantasies about Nas is sickening.
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Your constant thoughts and fantasies about Nas is sickening.
This is not about fantasies. Many people consider Illmatic as the Goat and I know many people also consider my favorite verse as the GOAT verse aswell.
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You're a ? , but I'll participateIn The Commision, you ask for permission to hit em
He don't like me, him and wild wifey was wit em
You heard of us, the murderers, most shady
Been on the low lately, the feds hate me
The son of *Satan*, they say my killin's too blatant
You hesitatin, I'm in your mama crib waitin
Duct tapin, your fam destiny
lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist
Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can ? a few hoes
Excellence is my presence, never tense
Never hesitant, leave a ? bent real quick
Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
Anyone -- Tyson, Jordan, Jackson
action, pack guns, ridiculous
And I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch
Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch
Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso
Now you call me Castro, my rap flows
militant, y'all ? ain't killin ?
Ooops Cristal keep spillin ? , you overdid it homes
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone
Hold hands and say it like me
The most shady, Frankie baby, fantastic
Graphic, tryin to make dough, like Jurassic
Park did quick to spark kids who start ?
See me, only me
The Underboss of this holocaust
Truly yours, Frank White -
this one of my favorites right now
T-Rock on MEMPHIS off Three 6 Mafia's When The Smoke Clears
Grab all the Mack-11's, and load 'em full of ammunition
Terrorist act's, we pull and lock'em in the Expedition
No set a ? got guns equivalent to what we pack
Nuclear pistols and fire scorchin' automatic gats
How in the ? can you handle the, busta damager
Toss that ? over the banaster, like trash canisters
Hollow points into your battle troops, when I have to shoot
Plus I'll be storin' the cap for you, and drinkin' absolut
idk if those are the exact lyrics i got em from ohhla
but his flow over that beat is perfect
starts at 3:12
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Nobody likes me
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That one Crunchy Blac verse....... I cant remember..........
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one was ehh, the other was illmatic
that's a one hot album every 10 year average -
Beat verse is so subjective. The last verse of "One Love" is Goat
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death-hoezorrow
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Kool G Rap - First verse on Fast Life
With such lines as:
"Those that cheat us tryna beat us we got hookers with heaters that straight pop and put more shells in your top than Adidas."
Top 5 verse up there with "I Bomb Atomically", "Visualizin Realism" and "It Was All a Dream" -
I dont have time to be posting no whole verse but the First verse of Big Pun`s "The Dream shatterer" I remember rewinding that ? to the point it took a ? twenty minutes to get through one song.
Canibus verse on DJ Clue`s first Professional joint, i think its called Fantastic four should get some consideration too, he blacked out on that ?
And Cappadonna tore winter wars to pieces too. -
Mos Def - Thieves in the Night
Yo, I'm sure that everbody out listening agree
That everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out running in place, chasing the style
Be a lot going 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
Saying nothing, you confusing me, you losing me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted in your usury
Foolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the lookin glass
Walking the street, wonderin who they be looking past
Looking 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
Screaming "brand new!", when they just sanitized the old ?
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick
That they been running across stars through all the time with
I find it's distressing, there's never no in-between
We either ? or Kings, we either ? 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 ? secondary
That type of illin' that be filling 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 exciting
Cause the captors own the masters to what we writing
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 camera 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/Great
I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I'm trying to live life in the sight of ? 's memory like that y'all
Bun B on UGK - Murder
Well it's Bun-B ? , and I'm the king of movin' chickens'
Not them finger lickins
Stickin' ? that be trickin'
You need a swift kick in' yo ass is right for the pickin'
Now as my pockets thicken
I be kickin' nickel slickin' you sick when I be clickin'
Now take a look at the
Bigger ? Malt liquor swigger
Playa hata ditch digger
Figure my hair trigger get a hot one in yo liver
You shiver, shake, and quiver
I'm frivolous if a ? get wetter than a river
For what it's worth it's the birth of some ? doin' dirt
? her first and take off her skirt
Now make the ? hurt
It's the Master
Hit the Swisha faster then you fever blister bastard
? yo sister faster
Fifty elbows for sale yo
Brother better have my mail ?
Fore I catch a murder case and go to jail
Oh, hell no! Time to bail hit the trail so
We can sell mo ? ' yayo get the scale
No other bullet duckers can shove us out the game
So they better buck us
Cause the cluckers they love us
Make them glass ? suckers
Shake their jelly like Smucker's
I hit like nun-chuckers
Cause Short Texas bring the rukus
This for my muthafuckers
Cookin' cheese to crooked G'z
Rockin' up quarter keys
Just to get the hook with ease
Wannabes get on yo knees
Feel the squeeze from them HK 1-3s
]From here to overseas
We do what we please
Don't trip cause we flip
Light up a dip
I'm breakin' 'em off from they hip to yo lip
Go ask that boy Skip
That ? Bun rip
With one clip, soon as the gun slip
Now I done ripped out my Barile
Flyin' through yo Pelle Pelle and
Some smelly red jelly is drippin' out of ya belly
Servin' 'em like a Deli jumped on my cellular telli
? sell it like it's goin' out of style
You can't see me Marcus so have a
? ' Sweet and a smile
Andre 3000 on Return of the "G"
It's the return of the gangster, thanks ta'
Them ? that's on that blow
That run up in your crib
Which contains your lady and an 8 month old
Child to raise plus you true blue 'bout this music but
They do not want to hear it
Because they'd rather be bouncing and shooting
And killing and bouncing and ? , get down
Return of the gangsta, thanks ta'
Them ? that think you soft
And say y'all be gospel rappin'
But they be steady clappin' when you talk about
? , and switches, and hoes, and clothes, and weed
Let's talk about time travelin', rhyme javelin
Somethin' mind unravelin', get down
Return of the gangsta thanks ta'
Them ? who got them kids
That got enough to buy an ounce
But not enough to bounce them kids to the zoo
Or to the park so they grow up in the dark never
Seein' light 'til they end up being like yo' sorry ass
Robbin' ? in broad ass daylight get down
Return of the gangsta thanks ta'
Them ? that get the wrong impression of expression
Then the question is Big Boi what's up with Andre?
Is he in a cult? Is he on drugs? Is he ? ?
When y'all gon' break up? When y'all gon' wake up?
? I'm feelin' better than ever what's wrong with you
You get down!
Mos got the best. Bun and 3K depends on how I'm feeling for number 2. -
Nas 'Verbal Intercourse' OB4CL
Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
I carve a piece, leaving savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly
I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me
while, funny style ? roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Holdin weed inside they ? with they minds on the
pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle, ? come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same ? again
From the ? to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual
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Many verses by Nasir
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Cappaddona - Winter wars
Inspecta Deck- Triumph\Above the Clouds
Ghostface - impossible
Chuck D - Black Steele in the hour Chaos
Keith Murray - Hostile
Fredro - Last dayz
To many, cant pick just one.
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Relentless realism regardless represents
South West goes out, possess the manifest that's heaven sent
What's said is meant to the fullest extent
No nonsense because my conscience wouldn't be content
But just a little wealth, a little fame
But your mind-frame will keep you living the same
And it's a shame that ? would settle with the ghetto
Huh, hoes and some clothes that ain't makin what you suppose
Let your eyes close to what your contract shows
And fine print, they gotta get back every cent you spent
You content cuz, you do what everybody does
The industry that change you from the person you was
Knee-deep in the struggle
Two part-time jobs to juggle
Got a lady and a seed that you can't hardly feed
Any day your life could end so you depend
On the reciting and the writing when you got the spare time to spend
To keep you stable, hopin one day you'll be able
To be a commodity on somebody's record label
Got your chance, twenty thousand dollar advance
And a car and all of a sudden you a star at the bar
Ballin, callin the waiter to bring one of they finest wines
Then you started snortin lines, your life defines
The misconception of stayin down
You can't be influenced by everybody you hang round
You shoulda been more appreciative
Of the life that you were blessed to live
A hundred percent is what you got to give
Cos ain't no tellin, yo' ? start smellin
And you wonder why your record ain't sellin
No more, endin up with no dough
And no respect back in the projects
And building 23, right next door to me
Cee-Lo from DJ Muggs's Decisions, Decisions feat. Goodie Mob
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They say ? and paper is poetry power and pistols
Plotting on murderin ? 'fore they get you
Picturing pitiful punk ? copping pleas
Puffing weed as I position myself to clock G's
My enemies scatter in suicidal situations
Never to witness the wicked ? that they was facin
Pockets is packed with presidents, pursue your riches
Evading the playa hating tricks, while hitting switches
? is bad-mouth, cause brawlin ? is bold
But y'all some hoes, the game should be sewed
The sickest psychotic society somebody save me
Addicted to drama so even mama couldn't raise me
Even the preacher and all my teachers couldn't reach me
I run in the streets and puffing weed wit my peeps
I'm ducking the cops, I hit the weed as I'm clutching my Glock
? is hot when I hit the block, what if I die tonight
