Best hip hop lines/verses ever

this may have been done, or maybe its a shit idea. but i thought i would start this thread as im listening to nas. ill start off, feel free to post or close the thread, either way is fine

 

 

Nas-

Tune it up its the corrupt novelist nas

involved in this liveness

radio wave slaves thrive inside of this

wake up show flow

hip hop's alarm clock

the bomb spot

mellow with ganja that makes my eyes turn yellow....

 

 

Prodigy-

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'

and 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

 

 

Biggy-

My man Inf left a Tec and a nine at my crib

Turned himself in, he had to do a bid

A one-to-three, he be home the end of '93

I'm ready to get this paper, G, you with me?

Motherfucking right, my pocket's looking kind of tight

and I'm stressed, yo Biggie let me get the vest

No need for that, just grab the fucking gat

The first pocket that's fat the Tec is to his back

Word is bond, I'm a smoke him yo don't fake no moves (what?)

Treat it like boxing: stick and move, stick and move

Nigga, you ain't got to explain shit

I've been robbin motherfuckers since the slave ships

with the same clip and the same four-five

Two point-blank, a motherfucker's sure to die

That's my word, nigga even try to bogart

have his mother singing "It's so hard..."

 

 

just a few to get the ball rolling

Oran Juice

 

You without me is like corn flakes without the milk!

This is my world.

You're just a squirrel trying to get a nut!

Now get on outta here.

Scat! Don't touch that coat...

MC Paul Barman:

 

Are you feeling zip zip

Are you ready for partyin'?

I need your field trip slip

Signed by parent or guardian

I understand if noone wants to sign

Because some people find

Vulture shark sculpture park just a little bit dangerous

Culture hark! there's bunny loaf of bread on a sofa-bed

& A big blue turtle leaps a big blue turtle overhead

Little orphan dolphin gets endorphins from golfing

She's looking lucky and feckless thands to her bumble-bead tumbleweed necklace

 

Edit: additional lyrics.

whatever the hell ^^that^^ was, it made me chuckle...

 

Jehst-

i be intoxicated by this....cocktail

drink and mixed emotions

spittin till i sip the ocean

then exhale the cosmos

blow the smoke out my snot box

tappin ash and hot rocks

stashin my odd socks

i make these lap-dash rappers do the fox trot

and what-not

to the timing of my stop clock

their rhyimings jokes like they started each line with 'Knock Knock'

 

 

Obvioulsy not the best verse ever, but a damn good one...i should have stated that in my first post.....just post good verses

RAP = HIPHOP

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HIPHOP = RAP

 

 

 

 

R&B and ALTERNATIVE ROCK FIT IN THERE SOMEWHERE TOO.

BIG L-

 

Yo once again it's the Big L, that kid who got much props

from killin corrupt cops, with motherfuckin buck shots

So don't step to this, cause I got a live crew

You might be kinda big but they make coffins yo' size too

I was taught wise, I'm known to extort guys

This ain't Cali, it's Harlem nigga we do walkbys

No one can match me, tax me or wax me

If you want me to write you some raps G just ask me

Cause on the shelf is where your LP cold stood

Because it was no good, that shit ain't even go wood

I'm not the type to take sluts out, I just fuck they guts out

Get my nuts out, then break the fuck out

Me being a virgin, that's idiotic

Cause if Big L got the AIDS every cutie in the city got it

Once a nigga tried to stick me for six G's

and I put more holes in his ass than swiss cheese

big L - lifestyles of poor and dangerous

 

i wasnt poor i was PO

i couldnt afford the o-r

 

hah big L, big pun, nas

all emcees with clever lines..

Bran- Cky

 

Who wants to taste my General Tso?

You want a piece of my General Tso?

I'm gonna give it to you now

 

Who like my chopsticks?

Hit you in the shit wit my little ass dick.

Yellow!

If you wanna see me eat jello.

I never seen nothin like you before.

I can kick you.

Higher than you can kick me.

I can kick you way up into a tree.

Who wants a taste of my oolong tea?

ho ha ho ha hoo chi chi

Everybody in the phone books named chang.

Wanna see my wang?

Never!

Good, go hit the gong with a bang.

Wha?!

Everybody wanna see me throw a fireball,

but thats not right.

Not in real life.

You will fall

down and break your leg.

Everybody wanna see me break a egg

Well I dont!

But I like fried rice,

and I ain't got lice.

ching chow woo ching wang woo wice

That aint nice!

For a fortune cookie I always charge you twice.

Delivery is free, but not from me!

I always call a dollar fifty.

Fit fifty five.

Wanna see me go "gah!"?

Hit you wit the line

hayaa!

Whoa! When I hit you with the shit,

do a split,

take a shit,

after you eat my shit.

Kung fu.

Want my buffet?

You fuckin gay!

ow, I'll go hit you wit the hay

Stay tha fuck away!

Hit you in the balls.

Only americans eat duck sauce!

And my soy sauce is for you.

I can put it in your shoe.

Watch this, I can tiptoe while you take a piss.

In my bathroom, spy on you, while your little boy shits.

Hoooooooyaa!

I can kick you if you don't pay the bill.

And if you want a little mint, thats fifty cent!

Bitch!

Everything costs a little bit!

So dont expect nothin for free!

At least from me.

Ching chang chew-ey.

I got you, from taiwan city and hong kong.

I could smoke a bong, and I could do it all night long.

And dont mistake me for a Viet Kong.

I can get you,

and tackle you, spank you.

Never see me when I get you and bang you.

Rope you up,

and put you in a bamboo cage, and make you feel all my rage.

Poke you wit a little stick till you page your buddies

to come Napalm me

God damn-That shit burn!!

Blew away my whole city.

Ho Chi Min, shoot a load on your chin.

God damn!

As I said, going go to buy.

And if you wanna come on in,

you could walk into my world where the yellow shit begin.

hooy yaw!

Can't be tamed!

I got shit to control your brain and its called

Egg Foo Young, and Low Mein

So come on in baby and have it just the same.

Hoya!

Hah!

 

(Hoy-yah

Hey, Ho Chi Min!)

(ahh

Oran Juice KILLS all these other "rappers" you are listing

ORDER A QUARTER-POUNDER WHILE IM GETTING MY DICK SUCKED

 

nothing beats this line.

eminem :

 

We gonna bring it to anybody who want it

you want it? you gonna get it

name em we gon hit em, chew em up and spit em out

too much venom and if you role with 'em

we gonna fuck you up with 'em

Jay-Z

 

Bird ass niggas I don't mean to ruffle y'all...

 

And then the Fugees gon' break up, now everyday I wake up

Somebody got somethin to say

What's all the fuckin fussin for? Because I'm grubbin more

and I pack heat like I'm the oven door?

 

Act courageous, I smack 'em wit da two aces

Mack double one, nigga I'm troublesome

All I got for chicks hard dick and bubble gum

Flip bricks like Fred, Barney Rubble and them

It's the Rock-A-Fella click, What's fuckin wit them?

Not a damn thing nigga, we doin our damn thing

 

Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more, bout crime no more

Til I'm no more, cause I'm so raw

My flow expose holes that they find in yours

Wasn't for me, niggaz still be dying for whores

But I hate when a nigga sit back, admirin yours

Young blood you better get that, we frying because

Niggas don't want to be confined to riding the iron horse

And don't listen to the rappers, they dying to floss

I used to be O.T., applyin the force

Shoot up the whole block, then the iron I toss

Come back with the click playing Diana Ross

I'm the boss and this is how it's gonna be

 

J-Live

 

It's been stated that I rhyme like God and I build like a poet

One hand wash the other like Lady Macbeth

Flip styles like Bela Karolyi

Warm hearted, cold blooded

I write like opposite left

I left opposites right what they left off

My rights left right-wing as left to right beside me

Left my right hand man 'cause he left what's right

And I reserve the right to write 'til I'm free

Originally posted by High Priest

Bran- Cky

 

Who wants to taste my General Tso?

You want a piece of my General Tso?

I'm gonna give it to you now

 

Who like my chopsticks?

Hit you in the shit wit my little ass dick.

Yellow!

If you wanna see me eat jello.

I never seen nothin like you before.

I can kick you.

Higher than you can kick me.

I can kick you way up into a tree.

Who wants a taste of my oolong tea?

ho ha ho ha hoo chi chi

Everybody in the phone books named chang.

Wanna see my wang?

Never!

Good, go hit the gong with a bang.

Wha?!

Everybody wanna see me throw a fireball,

but thats not right.

Not in real life.

You will fall

down and break your leg.

Everybody wanna see me break a egg

Well I dont!

But I like fried rice,

and I ain't got lice.

ching chow woo ching wang woo wice

That aint nice!

For a fortune cookie I always charge you twice.

Delivery is free, but not from me!

I always call a dollar fifty.

Fit fifty five.

Wanna see me go "gah!"?

Hit you wit the line

hayaa!

Whoa! When I hit you with the shit,

do a split,

take a shit,

after you eat my shit.

Kung fu.

Want my buffet?

You fuckin gay!

ow, I'll go hit you wit the hay

Stay tha fuck away!

Hit you in the balls.

Only americans eat duck sauce!

And my soy sauce is for you.

I can put it in your shoe.

Watch this, I can tiptoe while you take a piss.

In my bathroom, spy on you, while your little boy shits.

Hoooooooyaa!

I can kick you if you don't pay the bill.

And if you want a little mint, thats fifty cent!

Bitch!

Everything costs a little bit!

So dont expect nothin for free!

At least from me.

Ching chang chew-ey.

I got you, from taiwan city and hong kong.

I could smoke a bong, and I could do it all night long.

And dont mistake me for a Viet Kong.

I can get you,

and tackle you, spank you.

Never see me when I get you and bang you.

Rope you up,

and put you in a bamboo cage, and make you feel all my rage.

Poke you wit a little stick till you page your buddies

to come Napalm me

God damn-That shit burn!!

Blew away my whole city.

Ho Chi Min, shoot a load on your chin.

God damn!

As I said, going go to buy.

And if you wanna come on in,

you could walk into my world where the yellow shit begin.

hooy yaw!

Can't be tamed!

I got shit to control your brain and its called

Egg Foo Young, and Low Mein

So come on in baby and have it just the same.

Hoya!

Hah!

 

(Hoy-yah

Hey, Ho Chi Min!)

(ahh

 

haha that shit cracks me up..havent heard it in along time

This is long...but start to finish, this bangs.

Mos Def on the Dave Chapelle show

 

Pull up to your spot on low

Shine brighter than all of the cats that got on glow

Lay in the cut like they not gon' know cause if i gotta make a move dog, they not gon' know

This door marked private, this is not for show

Is Mos Def what you call real? Fo' show

Is they what you call gangster? Hell no

They get a little pinch and go snitch to the po'

They all talk fast but they all think slow

I'm mos definite not, think so

Flood your city with the black ink flow and my crew ain't scared to let them things go so

Stop with the nonsense like "He conscious"

I'm just awake dog, I'm doin' great dog

I don't play games. I don't player hate y'all

Get it straight and get the fuck up out my face dog

I'm like the second plane that made the towers face off

The shit'll let you know it's really not a game dog

Your grind and my grind ain't the same dog

I'm the catalog, you the same song

So cool I'm old school like '84

The one the little mamis windin' up they waist for

The one the real niggas got they hand raised for

Me and D. Chapelle got a yellow taped off

So stay off

 

Don't push me cause I'm close...

To the streets, to the beats, the bitches, the niggas, the women, the children, the workers, the dealers, the addicts, the killers, the quiet, the livest, the realest, and that's close

 

Don't push me cause I'm close...

To the edge, back, middle, and front

Strong back shit liftin' it up

From the big and the small I'm like J. Brown gettin involved

 

And when I'm lettin' off a round don't get in the cross

Have ya preacher man talkin' low, gettin' his cross

Tell the wild car(cow)boys not to get off they horse

Before they find out the town laws strictly enforced

It's a real bad way to get your name in the SOURCE

Test the limits of a dangerous force

You ended up young famous and gone

Your people shoutin' our your name in they songs

Pourin' liquor on the day you was born

Buying paint to put your face on the wall

Come on fall back, there's no need for all that, it's all good

We all here, goin' all out, all live all day, listen when the song say

 

Don't push me cause I'm close...

To the streets, to the beats, the bitches, the niggas, the women, the children, the workers, the killers, the addicts, the dealers, the quiet, the livest, the realest, and that's close

 

Don't push me cause I'm close...

To the edge, back, middle, and front

Strong back shit liftin' it up

From the big and the small I'm like J. Brown gettin involved

Now get yours

Birthdays was the worst days

Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay

Big Tymers-

Fresh....wait hold up

Thats that bitch....we fucked

Nigga.....what yo bank bout

Dog i've been....lost count

Pop that Crist'.. pop that Mo'

Slam that bitch.....punch that hoe

What the fuck....hold on

Everybody get yo motherfuckin roll on

 

I laugh everytime I hear it, making them the greatest lines ever. Done.

some good lines..

 

"i'll punch you in the chest so hard your shoulders will touch." - canibus

 

"young bloods cant spell but they can rock you in playstation." - mos def

"Shake ya body like a baby born addicted to crack." Immortal Technique

 

"I can't complain 'bout what the accident did to my left eye, cause lookit what an accident did to Left Eye."-Kanye West

 

"Trapped in a ghetto region like a Palenstenian kid when nobody gives a fuck whether you die or you live."-Immortal Technique

 

 

 

I'll have more later.

COMMON

 

 

I'm on some calm shit watch Com get complicated

Simple motherfuckers say the way that Com communicated

was too complex, I got a complex not to complain

on my brain no complain and so will my community

And I prefer compliments

So I complement at an angle, of ninety degrees

It's the ninties, and music got known for grease

I got a sense of direction and a compass

Come past MC's with compassion, though I heard the screams of

But I ain't shy, so why shall I comfort

Commiserate at the fort with Jeff I'm so ill

But I chilled in my compartment with no company and no meals

Now Com can get the panty, but I want my own company

And Com is on a mission not to work for commission

It's a common market and it's so much competition

but to me, competition is none

To my comp I'm a ton I get amped like Watts in a riot

my compact disc is a commodity, so buy it

Instead of competing with Pete

Com compromised, Com made a promise

Not to commercialize, but compound the soul

without the elements, compelling sense into Communism

"The closest you ever came to a punchline/

was waiting for refreshments at the prom in '89"

 

-I don't even remember. Rise?

"ASK IF IL KILL YOUR CARREER WITH ONE VERSE , YOU COULDNT BEAT ME TO DEATH IF I LET YOU JUMP FIRST"

-QWEL

better one by Qwel:

 

 

"Just because you stand under me doesn't mean you understand me."

"I'll burn an orphanage just to bring heat to you bastards!" Immortal Tech.

i came out my momma's pussy on welfare...26 years later I'm still on welfare.

 

 

ODB

 

and while I'm at it:

 

I wanna see some blood even if it's fucking period blood

smack the bitch in her face

grab her gucci bag and her northface

off her ass, jab her if she act

funny with the money, oh you got me mistaken honey

I don't wanna rape ya

I just want the papers

the visa, capicha?

I'm out like the vapours

-B.I.G

 

for those that think hov fingers bling blingin

either haven't heard the album or they don't know english

they only know what the single is

and single'd that out

to be the mean, and the what he's about

-Jay Z tellin it like it is

 

and the whole "shoot first" song by Jigga on the Dynasty.

Keep spending most our lives, living in an Amish paradise.

Churn butter once or twice, living in an Amish paradise.

 

-Weird Al Yankovic

*believe*

 

a verse from deep cover-deep cover soundtrack

 

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[snoop Doggy Dogg] + (Dre)

Creep with me, as I crawl through the hood

Maniac, lunatic, call me Snoop Eastwood

Kickin dust as I bust, fuck peace

And, the motherfuckin punk police

You already know I gives a fuck about a cop

So why in the fuck would you think that it would stop?

Plot, yeah, that's what we's about to do

Take yo' ass on a mission with the boys in blue

Dre (whattup Snoop?) Yo, I got the feelin

Tonight's the night like Betty Wright, and I'm chillin

Killin, feelin, no remorse, yeah

So lets go straight to the motherfuckin source

And see what we can find

Crooked-ass cops that be gettin niggaz a gang of time

And now they wanna make a deal with me

Scoop me up and put me on they team and chill with me

.. and make my pockets bigger

They want to meet with me tonight at seven o'clock (so whassup nigga?)

What you wanna do? (What you wanna do?)

I got the gauge, a uzi, and my motherfuckin twenty-two

So if you wanna blast, nigga we can buck 'em

If we stick 'em then we struck 'em, so fuck 'em!

("I can feel it!")

 

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im trying to remember where i jacked

my signatures lyrics from. its been 4 years.

"I'm a true master you can check my credentials.....

Cuz I choose to use my infinite potentials"

 

Jeru the Damaja - Come Clean

Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty

What justifies the homicide, when he dies?

 

 

Masta Killa from Wu

"AND TOYS ROCKIN RED PILOTS ON STOP SIGNS" QWEL