Best rap verse ever?
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Scooch
New member
Good one, can't go wrong with GZA.
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Ironik
Guest
One of the best imo.
[intro]
Yo it's that choco shit esta loco shit
Straight up Carlo's best shit
Niggas wear vests shit hey yo
It's a Red Hook crime saga
The names was changed to protect the guilty
[1st verse]
Yo shorty was used to bein jiggy
But then he fell off and did a bid for smackin this kid up in the city
Sittin pretty pimpin the act and kept a stack on him
Pulled over one night and his man stashed wax on him
See he was wanted and his man started flippin on him
His mind was on it cause the law put a grippin on him
Shorty was feared and respected, known for slappin niggas
And strippin em, make em walk around the projects butt-naked
Nigga remind me of the goodfellas
But deep down his stick mens wanted to knock him off cause they was jealous
They made a deal and got him bagged, shit was foul
They got the manslaughter cause they knew he wouldn't lose the trial
Niggas was schemin all along and got acquitted on him
His girl and his man broke in the safe and then shitted on him
And now they livin the fast life and he's hittin that ass right
And gotta look to the glass pipe
Chorus
The game never change only the players
Some inherit castles and thrones, some end up deathbed layers
Victims of the system stripped mentally
Hit with 25 to life on a death penalty
[2nd verse]
Six months without a visit now he's gettin worried
He pull stink and yankin niggas for that commissary
Been down without, came home and still wanted that nigga dead
Got on the scene and put rewards out on a nigga head
Runnin to spots, it was hot so he fled out of state
Cause he's out on parole and his P.O.'s dyin to violate
His world is narrow, he's peril cause he's gonna run
Walkin in a buildin with his back against the door holdin his gun
One in the pipe ready to spank somethin
Cuttin grams with his man holdin the plate ready to shank somethin
See now he's gettin major money
Throwin bricks and niggas in his click started actin funny
He startin sniffin, gettin high off his own supply
Shorty was slippin and his ass was about to die
Pimped his workers, made em wear high heels and a skirt
Now they schemin to put his ten percent ass in the dirt
Chorus
[3rd verse]
He worked his way up from grime
And scrapin hand to hand on the block and slignin rocks on consignment
He got plugged and now he's jugglin bricks and movin weight
And bubblin gats and trafficin big eights out of the state
Faked his death and ducked the feds
But little do they know that his ex had put a price out on his ****in head
One night she plugged him to a pick up
She's supposed to pick a brick up
She led him right into a ****in stick up
His world was spinnin fast, the walls of hell were closin in
He knew that death was on his ass with adversaries and foes again
A hundred grand in the truck, look out for Chris tho
He was asleep, that nigga in the back seat packed a pistol
He put 2 in his Kangol and twist his wig back
Yanked the suitcase out the trunk, **** the snake basket
Left him slumped over the wheel with his wig peeled
Brains on the dashboard and blood all over the windshield
I watched him lay on his deathbed with a swollen head
Waitin for his heart to stop cause he was braindead
Angel of death was waitin by his bedside
He jerked around the next morning and then a tear ran down his left eye
Six men carried his coffin and put him six feet in the ground
While I stood six feet over in a black suit lookin down
Thinkin why was I chose to survive and bear these memories
****in with that dirty game death is always the penalty
Word, yo rest in peace my brother Rod, Grumpy, Junior, Hearn
YouknowI'msayin Jus, Jeffrey and my man Steve-o
They all was shot in the head
Chorus.
Remember that there are various gusto.
[intro]
Yo it's that choco shit esta loco shit
Straight up Carlo's best shit
Niggas wear vests shit hey yo
It's a Red Hook crime saga
The names was changed to protect the guilty
[1st verse]
Yo shorty was used to bein jiggy
But then he fell off and did a bid for smackin this kid up in the city
Sittin pretty pimpin the act and kept a stack on him
Pulled over one night and his man stashed wax on him
See he was wanted and his man started flippin on him
His mind was on it cause the law put a grippin on him
Shorty was feared and respected, known for slappin niggas
And strippin em, make em walk around the projects butt-naked
Nigga remind me of the goodfellas
But deep down his stick mens wanted to knock him off cause they was jealous
They made a deal and got him bagged, shit was foul
They got the manslaughter cause they knew he wouldn't lose the trial
Niggas was schemin all along and got acquitted on him
His girl and his man broke in the safe and then shitted on him
And now they livin the fast life and he's hittin that ass right
And gotta look to the glass pipe
Chorus
The game never change only the players
Some inherit castles and thrones, some end up deathbed layers
Victims of the system stripped mentally
Hit with 25 to life on a death penalty
[2nd verse]
Six months without a visit now he's gettin worried
He pull stink and yankin niggas for that commissary
Been down without, came home and still wanted that nigga dead
Got on the scene and put rewards out on a nigga head
Runnin to spots, it was hot so he fled out of state
Cause he's out on parole and his P.O.'s dyin to violate
His world is narrow, he's peril cause he's gonna run
Walkin in a buildin with his back against the door holdin his gun
One in the pipe ready to spank somethin
Cuttin grams with his man holdin the plate ready to shank somethin
See now he's gettin major money
Throwin bricks and niggas in his click started actin funny
He startin sniffin, gettin high off his own supply
Shorty was slippin and his ass was about to die
Pimped his workers, made em wear high heels and a skirt
Now they schemin to put his ten percent ass in the dirt
Chorus
[3rd verse]
He worked his way up from grime
And scrapin hand to hand on the block and slignin rocks on consignment
He got plugged and now he's jugglin bricks and movin weight
And bubblin gats and trafficin big eights out of the state
Faked his death and ducked the feds
But little do they know that his ex had put a price out on his ****in head
One night she plugged him to a pick up
She's supposed to pick a brick up
She led him right into a ****in stick up
His world was spinnin fast, the walls of hell were closin in
He knew that death was on his ass with adversaries and foes again
A hundred grand in the truck, look out for Chris tho
He was asleep, that nigga in the back seat packed a pistol
He put 2 in his Kangol and twist his wig back
Yanked the suitcase out the trunk, **** the snake basket
Left him slumped over the wheel with his wig peeled
Brains on the dashboard and blood all over the windshield
I watched him lay on his deathbed with a swollen head
Waitin for his heart to stop cause he was braindead
Angel of death was waitin by his bedside
He jerked around the next morning and then a tear ran down his left eye
Six men carried his coffin and put him six feet in the ground
While I stood six feet over in a black suit lookin down
Thinkin why was I chose to survive and bear these memories
****in with that dirty game death is always the penalty
Word, yo rest in peace my brother Rod, Grumpy, Junior, Hearn
YouknowI'msayin Jus, Jeffrey and my man Steve-o
They all was shot in the head
Chorus.
Remember that there are various gusto.
Sean Purple
New member
They Call Me Jay electronica...
Pigs with the heads of men spat acid
That lasered my third eye closed like LASIK
A midget in a casket like a baby in a bonnet
With a bottle and a basset horn playing the theme song
From Children of the Corn
Oh I must be dreaming, a lady in a night gown puffing kush screaming
Signalled me over, "Psst, you with the waves
I’ve seen from the Catholic church steeple diggin' graves
I got your number sonny
So ain't no use of fighting, yelling or running from me"
"I never ran ma'am", "Well then you ain't a clever man Sam"
Listen, the two-faced king from Britain and Rome
Had a baby in a bush on the grassy knoll
Where they peel back the orange head peel of a gnome
He said "Hey MC, I know you like killing 'em
You terrorized the skies for 25 millenniums
Now you settin fire to land
You the lion, you the savior, the messiah, the lamb
You need back up, you moving on the youth at dawn
Call Badu and get Tyrone on the megaphone
Tell'em I sent you and your codename is Megatron
If trouble comes use your brain like a telephone
He'll take you to the Chocolate City
Where two-face and the prince of darkness had a Committee of Snakes
Drill 'em, let the skin peel off to reveal him
Then spray 'em wit them rhymes you like spilling
Hit 'em up real, real good but don't kill him
We only want to burn him to the point that they willing
To give the location of the blank face villain
Who split atoms and give mushrooms to civilians
Hiroshima never recovered and all the evidence was smothered
Under a thick cloud of rubble
The pope is his brother
The hillsides is his mother
That statue with the torch and still eyes is his lover
She's a harlot, who stood still like time while New York turned scarlet
And the levee monster sucked up New Orleans
While they was playin' man vs. man in Afghanistan
With they mind on Iran, Iraq and Sudan
Let him recruit you, he will try to use his powers to seduce you
Just let him think that the feeling is mutual
Because if he found out that you already knew
The atom had a positive, a negative and a neutral
He'll probably salute you
Then wait till you turn your back like a coward and shoot you
People this shit is crucial
Pigs with the heads of men spat acid
That lasered my third eye closed like LASIK
A midget in a casket like a baby in a bonnet
With a bottle and a basset horn playing the theme song
From Children of the Corn
Oh I must be dreaming, a lady in a night gown puffing kush screaming
Signalled me over, "Psst, you with the waves
I’ve seen from the Catholic church steeple diggin' graves
I got your number sonny
So ain't no use of fighting, yelling or running from me"
"I never ran ma'am", "Well then you ain't a clever man Sam"
Listen, the two-faced king from Britain and Rome
Had a baby in a bush on the grassy knoll
Where they peel back the orange head peel of a gnome
He said "Hey MC, I know you like killing 'em
You terrorized the skies for 25 millenniums
Now you settin fire to land
You the lion, you the savior, the messiah, the lamb
You need back up, you moving on the youth at dawn
Call Badu and get Tyrone on the megaphone
Tell'em I sent you and your codename is Megatron
If trouble comes use your brain like a telephone
He'll take you to the Chocolate City
Where two-face and the prince of darkness had a Committee of Snakes
Drill 'em, let the skin peel off to reveal him
Then spray 'em wit them rhymes you like spilling
Hit 'em up real, real good but don't kill him
We only want to burn him to the point that they willing
To give the location of the blank face villain
Who split atoms and give mushrooms to civilians
Hiroshima never recovered and all the evidence was smothered
Under a thick cloud of rubble
The pope is his brother
The hillsides is his mother
That statue with the torch and still eyes is his lover
She's a harlot, who stood still like time while New York turned scarlet
And the levee monster sucked up New Orleans
While they was playin' man vs. man in Afghanistan
With they mind on Iran, Iraq and Sudan
Let him recruit you, he will try to use his powers to seduce you
Just let him think that the feeling is mutual
Because if he found out that you already knew
The atom had a positive, a negative and a neutral
He'll probably salute you
Then wait till you turn your back like a coward and shoot you
People this shit is crucial
BCBuchner
New member
My favourite verse of all time Shabazz The Disciples verse in Diary Of A Madman by The Gravediggaz. One of my all time favourite groups even better than Wu-Tang in my perspective.
Be a witness, as I exercise my exorcism
The evil that lurks within the sin, the terrorism
Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead
I come forth with Gravediggaz in a head full of dread
I've been examined ever since I was semen
They took a sonogram and seen the image of a demon
At birth the nurses surrounded my with needles
and drugged me all up with the diseases of evil
Grew up in hell, now I dwell, in an Islamic Temple
I'm fighting a holy war in the mental
Look deep into my eyes, you'll see visions of death
Possessed by homicide is what I am obsessed
Giving niggaz brain dimples
Dragging they asses on my hook by they temples
The cause of death is unknown to the cops
Cause when I kill them, I'm not leavin one element to autopse
First I'll assasinate em
And them I'll cremate them
and take all of his ****ing ashes and evaporate em
Or creep through the graveyard and hunt down your tombstone
Dig up your skeleton and stomp all your ****ing bones
You try to haunt me nigga, I aint trying to hear it
Buck Buck Buck, I'll give your ass a holy spririt.
Be a witness, as I exercise my exorcism
The evil that lurks within the sin, the terrorism
Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead
I come forth with Gravediggaz in a head full of dread
I've been examined ever since I was semen
They took a sonogram and seen the image of a demon
At birth the nurses surrounded my with needles
and drugged me all up with the diseases of evil
Grew up in hell, now I dwell, in an Islamic Temple
I'm fighting a holy war in the mental
Look deep into my eyes, you'll see visions of death
Possessed by homicide is what I am obsessed
Giving niggaz brain dimples
Dragging they asses on my hook by they temples
The cause of death is unknown to the cops
Cause when I kill them, I'm not leavin one element to autopse
First I'll assasinate em
And them I'll cremate them
and take all of his ****ing ashes and evaporate em
Or creep through the graveyard and hunt down your tombstone
Dig up your skeleton and stomp all your ****ing bones
You try to haunt me nigga, I aint trying to hear it
Buck Buck Buck, I'll give your ass a holy spririt.
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iAGR
New member
I think Eminem's verse on No Love is pretty dope. I wouldn't say it's the best ever, but it's the first one that came to mind when asked "best rap verse ever?", so I guess it's... pretty good. Actually, it's really good but I know some verses that kill this one, - just none of that comes into my mind right now.
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 **** would I join them when I beat them
They call me a freak because
I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the **** is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, ***** 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 want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were going to 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
In 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 going to 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
When you so good that you can't say it
Because it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
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 ****: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get 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 **** would I join them when I beat them
They call me a freak because
I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the **** is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, ***** 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 want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were going to 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
In 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 going to 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
When you so good that you can't say it
Because it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
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 ****: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love
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4d2d Productions
New member
It all depends how you judge verses, but one of my favorites is from Vaste Aire on Attention Span
Ox'll spit some shit that'll reflect off the mirror
My light beams are mad bright, they stay clever
Yo challenge an Ox member, get a vow severed
Found your body in the desert (Scavenger's dessert)
Yeah yeah I rap tight like Saran
Plus enter battles talkin shit like "Look mom, no hands!"
I'm tired of cats tryin to sum me
You can't add that far yet, that counting is far fetched
I treat MC like canines
Throwin words at they face to see if they bite when they catch
I told you my poetry sponsors Gillette
Now you standing there wit razors in your head like baretts
Man, if the mic had ass cheeks
The sticker in my hand would say priority seating
And man, I dunno if it was me or you
But your girl was on my dick like she was teethen
You play the role/roll, I'll play the poppy seed on top of you
The godspeed is actual, that doesn't mean I act usual
One of the first MC's to give the crowd full attention
Cuz you need love and affection
Ox'll spit some shit that'll reflect off the mirror
My light beams are mad bright, they stay clever
Yo challenge an Ox member, get a vow severed
Found your body in the desert (Scavenger's dessert)
Yeah yeah I rap tight like Saran
Plus enter battles talkin shit like "Look mom, no hands!"
I'm tired of cats tryin to sum me
You can't add that far yet, that counting is far fetched
I treat MC like canines
Throwin words at they face to see if they bite when they catch
I told you my poetry sponsors Gillette
Now you standing there wit razors in your head like baretts
Man, if the mic had ass cheeks
The sticker in my hand would say priority seating
And man, I dunno if it was me or you
But your girl was on my dick like she was teethen
You play the role/roll, I'll play the poppy seed on top of you
The godspeed is actual, that doesn't mean I act usual
One of the first MC's to give the crowd full attention
Cuz you need love and affection
Thinkin of a master plan
'cause ain't nuthin but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper but still comin up with lint
So I start my mission- leave my residence
Thinkin how could I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuthin funny
Stop smiling, be still, don't nuthin move but the money
But now I learned to earn cos I'm righteous
I feel great! so maybe I might just
Search for a 9 to 5, if I strive
Then maybe I'll stay alive
So I walk up the street whistlin this
Feelin out of place cos, man, do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Eric B, and a nice big plate of
Fish, which is my favorite dish
But without no money it's still a wish
Cos I don't like to dream about gettin paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made
To now test to see if I got pull
Hit the studio, cos I'm paid in full
'cause ain't nuthin but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper but still comin up with lint
So I start my mission- leave my residence
Thinkin how could I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nuthin funny
Stop smiling, be still, don't nuthin move but the money
But now I learned to earn cos I'm righteous
I feel great! so maybe I might just
Search for a 9 to 5, if I strive
Then maybe I'll stay alive
So I walk up the street whistlin this
Feelin out of place cos, man, do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Eric B, and a nice big plate of
Fish, which is my favorite dish
But without no money it's still a wish
Cos I don't like to dream about gettin paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made
To now test to see if I got pull
Hit the studio, cos I'm paid in full
MaracujahSound
New member
Q Unique - the setup. if you don't know it youtube it, that shit just gives me goosebumps even after years of listening
Loxley
♡throb-Never
Inspired by Basquiat, my chariot’s on fire
Everybody took shots, hit my body up, I’m tired
Build me up, break me down to build me up again
They like “Hov we need you back so we can kill your ass again”
Hov got flow though he’s no Big and Pac, but he’s close
How I’m ‘posed to win? They got me fighting ghosts
Most kingz get their heads cut off
With the same sword they knight you they gon’ good night you with
Shit, thats’ only half if they like you
That aint even the half what they might do
Don’t believe me, ask Michael
Hearthrob-Never
Everybody took shots, hit my body up, I’m tired
Build me up, break me down to build me up again
They like “Hov we need you back so we can kill your ass again”
Hov got flow though he’s no Big and Pac, but he’s close
How I’m ‘posed to win? They got me fighting ghosts
Most kingz get their heads cut off
With the same sword they knight you they gon’ good night you with
Shit, thats’ only half if they like you
That aint even the half what they might do
Don’t believe me, ask Michael
Hearthrob-Never
mixscape
New member
Armed and Dangerous
Aint too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel dust
Label Us Notorious
Thug-*** ****** I love To bust
It's Strange to us
Yall ****** be Scramblin'
Gamblin'
Up in restaurants with mandolins
and Violins
We Just sittin here tryin to win
Tryin not to sin
High off weed and lots of gin
So much smoke need oxygen
Steadily Countin' them benjamins
***** you should too
If you Knew
What this game could do to you
Been in this s*** since '92
Look at all the bulls*** I've been through
Notorious BIG in Notorious thugs
Aint too many can bang with us
Straight up weed no angel dust
Label Us Notorious
Thug-*** ****** I love To bust
It's Strange to us
Yall ****** be Scramblin'
Gamblin'
Up in restaurants with mandolins
and Violins
We Just sittin here tryin to win
Tryin not to sin
High off weed and lots of gin
So much smoke need oxygen
Steadily Countin' them benjamins
***** you should too
If you Knew
What this game could do to you
Been in this s*** since '92
Look at all the bulls*** I've been through
Notorious BIG in Notorious thugs
Spsalms
Studying Nursing
Wutang Triumph
[Inspectah Deck]
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
[Inspectah Deck]
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
A
amelietm
Guest
I think that Wiz Khalifa haz the best rap lyrics... what do u think?
Spsalms
Studying Nursing
Music is subjective. He can be the best rapper ALIVE to YOU but please I dont want to here Lil wayne is the best lyricist or rapper to ever live when people have no clue of the master of monotone (Guru) the razor sharp Rza and probably the GOAT Nasty Nas. Thats just the icing on the cake but the Gold Era had its hey day But be on the look out Netsu Radio will take over virally for the world is thirtying for REAL DOPE SHIT.
A
AdvancedLevelPR
Guest
The Best Verse of all Time Bro Hands Down
Canibus- 2nd verse - Buckingham Palace
Prepare for the worst... this next verse is the face of death
me without lyrics is like a porn flick without sex..
illmatic... my lyrical skills are jurasic
wit more flavors than skittles when im digitally mastered
i go off like a cannon and blow up the planet
wit no fear... like them clothes white boys be wearin
im tougher than denim... lethal like venomous snake bites
the marijuana makes my eyes bright red like brake lights
... there aint a party i couldnt rock, believe that.
there aint a microphone brave enough to give me feedback
im strong my word is bond like james
niggas be tryna test but they weak like 7 days
emcees run away when i kick it. they act so chicken
they should come wit a large drink and a biscuit
my style's radioactive.. massive... atomic
i plan to push the earth in front of halley's comet
breakin the facts of life down like tootie
im raw like sushi, wit more vocab than three ****in fugees...
so recognize or be hospitalized
cuz lyrically on a scale of 1 to 10 i'm 25
whaaaaat!!!!!!!
Prepare for the worst... this next verse is the face of death
me without lyrics is like a porn flick without sex..
illmatic... my lyrical skills are jurasic
wit more flavors than skittles when im digitally mastered
i go off like a cannon and blow up the planet
wit no fear... like them clothes white boys be wearin
im tougher than denim... lethal like venomous snake bites
the marijuana makes my eyes bright red like brake lights
... there aint a party i couldnt rock, believe that.
there aint a microphone brave enough to give me feedback
im strong my word is bond like james
niggas be tryna test but they weak like 7 days
emcees run away when i kick it. they act so chicken
they should come wit a large drink and a biscuit
my style's radioactive.. massive... atomic
i plan to push the earth in front of halley's comet
breakin the facts of life down like tootie
im raw like sushi, wit more vocab than three ****in fugees...
so recognize or be hospitalized
cuz lyrically on a scale of 1 to 10 i'm 25
whaaaaat!!!!!!!