Lyrically, I like thi GZA verse A LOT from breaker, breaker.
"The immortality of my fame is the measure, of other's torture
Burnt offer, from a flamin author
The falconer who flies enough birds for the chase
Strictly excel in what is excellence with grace
The significance was not the vulgar applause of interest
but the feelin that exit, completion of a sentence
With age and experience, my reason ripens
I strike on you Vikings, slash like a hyphen
If you enter the house of fortune by the gate of pleasure
You will leave by sorrow, the flow measures
everything fails with the unfortunate
Learned that recordin it, so my mind broaden it
Track records, ranks us, with the exceptional
Extreme complex physics, high technical
The truth is usually seen and rarely heard
What's more dangerous than hatred, is the word
You wild cards, Jack of all trades
Those who parade their positions, show their Spades
A large flock of MC's, they figure to be taught'
It ain't hard to see why I'm vigorously saught
I think that Wiz Khalifa haz the best rap lyrics... what do u think?
maybe not the most lyrical verse ever but def one of the most remebered verses in hip hop...prodigy of mobb deep: shook one (part 2)
I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
you heard of us, official Queensbridge murderers
the Mobb comes equipped with warfare,
beware of my crime family who got nuff shots to share
for,
all of those who wanna profile and pose
rock you in your face,
stab your brain wit' your nosebone
you all alone in these streets, cousin
every man for theirself in this land we be gunnin'
keep them shook crews runnin' like they supposed to
they come around but they never come close to
I can see it inside your face
you're in the wrong place
cowards like you just get they're whole body laced up
with bullet holes and such
speak the wrong words man and you will get touched
you can put your whole army against my team and
I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin'
your simple words just don't move me
you're minor, we're major
you all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player
don't make me have to call your name out
your crew is featherweight
my gunshots'll make you levitate
I'm only nineteen but my mind is old
and when the things get for real
my warm heart turns cold
another nigga deceased, another story gets told
it ain't nothin' really
hey, yo dun spark the Phillie
so I can get my mind off these yellowbacked niggas
why they still alive I don't know, go figure
meanwhile back in Queens the realness is foundation
if I die I couldn't choose a better location
when the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation
getting closer to God in a tight situation now,
take these words home and think it through
or the next rhyme I write might be about you