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[ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] You hear this finger? Oh it's upside down Here, let me turn this [censored] up right now [/ QUOTE ] I [img]/images/graemlins/heart.gif[/img] Eminem, easily one of the best rap 'lyric' writers ever. Shake That Ass [/ QUOTE ] I started to agree with you, because Eminem NAILS some of his [censored] so perfectly. Then you picked "Shake That Ass" as your example, and I wanted to punch myself in the balls. Wait. No. I wanted to punch you in YOUR balls. Yeah, that was it. [/ QUOTE ] LMAO, how can you like Eminem, but not like Shake That Ass? I'm curious [/ QUOTE ] Older Em fans definitely do not like Shake That Ass. [/ QUOTE ] ghey |
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#132
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I'll go old school with Eazy E in "Everybody Down" from Eazy-Duz-It. I loved listening to Eazy E and NWA. I had a friend who did a perfect Frank Sinatra impression and he used to sing the following verse as Frank Sinatra. There was nothing funnier. Chorus: ["Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt"] *pow* (repeat 4X) [Alright, anybody move and I'll blow your [censored] head off] Allright... Empty your pockets, but do it slow Take everything you got and lay it on the [censored] floor Don't make me have to set an example today and blow one of you crazy [censored] away I'm in a bank, and it's a little bit funny takin all you stupid [censored]' money Peepin at a bitch cause my dick's on hard Laughin at the dumb ass security guard who's tied up for the moment, not sayin' a word I should have known it before, the [censored]'s a nerd But back to the [censored] I'm peepin and then untie the hoe, so I can start creepin Took her to the backroom, about to jack Cold trailed the bitch, with a gun in the back I said: "Lay down, and unbutton your bra!" There was the biggest titties that a [censored] ever saw I said: "Damn", then the air got thinner Only thought in my mind, was goin' up in her The suspense was makin' me sick She took her panties down and the [censored] had a dick! I said: "Damn", dropped the gat from my hand [What I thought was a [censored], was nothing but a man] Put the gat to his legs, all the way up his skirt because this is one [censored] that I had to hurt, so [Chorus] [/ QUOTE ] Ok, this was Utah's post, he did not relize I was logged in. I don't really like rap. Sorry. |
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#133
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My two favorite rap verses have already been nominated (Canibus's Beasts from the East and Mobb Deep's Shook Ones) so I'm going to mention a couple other ones:
Big Pun - The Dream Shatterer Ay-yo I shatter dreams like Jordan, assault and batter your team Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam & Eve from the garden I'm carvin' my initials on your forehead So every night before bed you see the "BP" shine off the board head Reverse that, I curse at the first wack nigga with the worst rap Cuz he ain't worth jack hit 'em with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap Make his whole body jerk back, watch the earth crack hand him his purse back I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull Master the flow, niggaz be swearin' I'm blacker than coal Like Nat King, I be rapping and tounge's packing The ones, magnums, cannons and gatling guns It's Big Pun! The one and only son of Tony...Montana You ain't promised manana in the rotten manzana C'mon-pana we need more rhymers feel the marijuana snake bite anaconda A man of honour wouldn't wanna try to match my persona Sometimes rhymin' I blow my own mind like Nirvana Comma, and go the whole nine like Madonna Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda gramma Here's my nomination for the best verse of the year so far: Papoose on Touch It Remix #3 Pa-poose, had to get on this club banger Smack you in your mouth make you swallow your pulp razor Pop a couple bottles, laugh about it with Bus later Bare witness, I'm the young savior (TURN IT UP!!) I Got Staten Island on my pinkey, Queens on my thumb dude The Bronx on my middle finger screaming [censored] YOU! I rock ice in Manhattan, so they the ring finger You know I had to keep Brooklyn on the trigger finger Five boroughs of death, you don't understand I got New York City in the palm of my hand Now I could make a tight fist and let it crumble ridiculous Or I could smack the world with a New York Nemesis (TURN IT UP!!) I flip the mag and get the clappin if it happens rip his jacket Split his back and lift his head I'm gettin at him Pick up a different mag and then attack him when I grab him [censored] is blastin With a passion get it crackin the assassin, you let 'em Ok and here's one of the least thought out verses/freestyles but for whatever reason, I still love it (and no, i would never nominate this verse) Kurupt Xxplosive [Kurupt] West coast [censored] nigga Overdosage - imperial pistols ferocious [censored] a bitch; don't tease bitch, strip tease bitch Eat a bowl of these bitch, gobble the dick Hoes forgot to eat a dick can shut the [censored] up! Gobble and swallow a nut up, shut up and get my cash Backhanded, pimpslapped backwards and left stranded Just pop ya collar, pimp convention hoes for a dollar Six-Deuce in a plush, six-deuce impala Pimpin hoes from Texas to Guatemala Bitch niggaz paid for hoes, just to lay wit hoes Relax one night, and paid to stay wit hoes Captain Save'Em all day (bitch) well save this dick Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch You ain't into hittin pussy, or hittin the switch You into hittin bitches off of the grip, you punk bitch |
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#134
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Talib Kweli - Lonely People
Yo, I'm headin' out, 'bout to do some flesh and now I know my flesh endowed with somethin' to prove I'm settin' out on a trip to Heaven's mount Yeah, I'm steppin' out in the name of love Who knew the Devil could slow dance? We have pathological romances with technological advance Infatuated with infatuation and Intellectual masturbation with premature ejaculation Make a baby mama's all bastardization and Lonely people all through the city They club hoppin' and they love shoppin' and they thug posturin' Thugs be lockin' horns with Crips on them drug blocks And them dollars flow right out of the 'hood When you tryin' to make paper out of the wood You know that money don't grow on trees For paper people change colors like leaves And they fall off in the mud like a filthy pig Makin' you and your dogs who store all call off That much deserved ass whippin' He snitchin', he twitchin', he bitchin', he all soft Never work with his hands Little kid on the block who always ran At all costs, gotta be in the club Lookin' for happiness or the meaning of love Then it hit him, out the blue like a vision All of a sudden he don't like the way he been livin' And wanna be forgiven How I know? Cuz I'm right there wit' him |
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#135
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[J-Live]
Know why, cuz I'm a Master of Ceremony Making a Comeback and Moving the Crowd with Mad Charisma Most of y'all Cornballs Mingle at Concerts Making a Claim but you know who is the ["MC"] More Concentration on My Cadence Might Cloud your mind Controlling your Movement Capaciously My Capacity to Massacre Crumbs And Motive Change Most Certainly Makes you Consider me Champion, Microphone is Consistently Modelling Candor of Magnificence See My Conduct is Mute to Cajolery I Maintain with Clamency and Manificence Cunning and Marvelous Crafty yet Malevolent To all Cultivators of Mindless Crap I Really Recognize the Rude Ramblings of those Random Riff Raffs Cuz they just Rap and I M... C... |
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#136
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Rakim:
I take seven MCs put 'em in a line And add seven more brothers who think they can rhyme Well It'll take seven more before I go for mine And that's 21 MCs ate up at the same time. |
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#137
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Raekwon - Guillotinz (Swords)
Verse: Inspectah Deck a.k.a. Rebel INS Poisonous paragraphs, smash ya phonograph in half, it be the Inspectah Deck on the warpath First class leavin mics with a cast Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns blast Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta Rhymes runnin wild like a child in a walker I scored from the inner slums abroad And my thoughts are razor sharp I sliced the mic from the cord First they criticize, but now they have become mentally paralyzed with hits that I devise Now I testify, the rest is I, Rebel INS Ya highness, blessed to electrify with voltage of an eel, truth that I reveal'll crush the amateurs who screamed to keep it real Caesar black down hoodied up and fatigues Part time minor leagues receive third degrees Attack like a wolf pack, once I pull back then guard you, and bust through like a fullback |
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#138
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Mos Def on "Twice inna Lifetime" All the lyrics compiled on the internet suck and I don't have time to write them out. Kweli's verse in pretty good in this song if only because of You stopping us is preposterous like an androgenous misongynist [/ QUOTE ] FYP |
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#139
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Let's go down to the bay and smoke some hay!
Seriously thats a verse in a song.. I just forgot which one. |
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#140
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I did it like this
I did it like that I did it with a Whiffle Ball bat! -Beastie Boys |
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