***Best Rap Verse of All Time: Nominations***

[Clarkmeister]

I got a letter from the Government
the other day
I opened, and read it
it said they was suckas......

[illeagle]

Going out on a limb with Spice 1: Born II Die.

My gat scream fire
The bullet told me shoot that [censored] he's a liar
I talk to my 380 like a bitch on the stroll
When niggaz try to dick me I haul off and let her hoe, KILL EM ALL!
I can't be [censored] in this game, I'ma psychopath
My AK, told me to shove him up some niggaz ass
I'm havin long conversations with Mr. Millimeter
He's one of my best friends, bitch-ass nigga eater
And Missus Mossberg, livin up in that back trunk
You know that old school bitch, she like to get in funk
It's splittin [censored] by the seams
My grandaddy Mr. AR-15
said he was my only family
Shoot straight, and please don't jam me
My own Glock pistol-whipped me in my [censored] head
cause he said, I wouldn't buy the infrared
Got in a fight at a club, my gat started walkin
Told me to shut the [censored] up and let him do the talkin
I woke up, and it was sick to see them guts
From my strap tell me Spice [censored], you're Born II Die

[starvs]

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me and foxwoods fiend are agreed on this, and we don't think it's that tough of a decision: AZ's verse on Life's a Bitch on Illmatic:
Visualizin the realism of life and actuality
[censored] who's the baddest a person's status depends on salary
And my mentality is, money orientated
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
cause yeah, we were beginners in the hood as five percenters
But somethin must of got in us cause all of us turned to sinners
Now some, restin in peace and some are sittin in San Quentin
Others such as myself are tryin to carry on tradition
Keepin the schwepervesence street ghetto essence inside us
Cause it provides us with the proper insight to guide us
Even though, we know somehow we all gotta go
but as long as we leavin thievin we'll be leavin with some kind of dough
so, and to that day we expire and turn to vapors
me and my capers-ll be somewhere stackin plenty papers
Keepin it real, packin steel, gettin high
Cause life's a bitch and then you die

love, snowden

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This is seconded by me. Has to be up at the very top of the list. I would also like to mention Tonedeff's verse on Cunninlynguists Love Ain't. Not the best ever, I just really like it.

[Patrick Duffy]

Ludacris - Hip Hop Quotables
Yeah I know its not exactly deep stuff, but its so fun to listen to

Hi, my name's Ludacris, and I'm high as giraffe p**sy
And I'm close to the edge, so yo' parents can come PUSH ME
I curse so much just to get on they nerves
I got kids "Actin a Fool" from the traps to the burbs
My filthy mouth, it won't fight cavities or beat plaque
So I shot the tooth fairy and put my old teeth back
I take a sh*t on the equator, the size of a crater
And make government officials breathe harder than Darth Vader
It's the chicken and the beer that makes Luda keep rappin
But no pork on my fork, I don't even SPEAK pig latin
I go fishin on my lake, with yo' b*tch as the bait
Plus I eat many MC's, but I don't gain no weight
The numba ONE chief rocka, clean out yo' rap lockers
I'm as stiff as a board, y'all more SHOOK than maracas
But my Trix ain't for kids, if you Dig'um you'll get Smacked
I'll clock ya - I'll spring forward, you fall back
Every album that I drop has got more than ten bangers
That's cause I'm a shot caller, y'all fools is Crank Yankers
Ain't a damn thing changed but the ice on my chain
I get chicks from Portland, Oregon to Portland, Maine
Now I roll up torpedoes, get blunted with rastas
For a hefty fee, I'm On Your Record like Bob Costas
I own so many jerseys I'm a throwback mess
I hit the cleaners and tell 'em I want a full court press
So momma toast your glass while I'm countin my cash
Cause every single is a smash, I'm hot as a camel's ass
The competition never just wanna admit that they lost
And that they last about as long as my part in The Wash
From yo' car to a crap game, no one rolls wit'chu
One of Mini-Me's shoes got more sole than you
So by the time you figure out why your record ain't spinnin
I'm in the strip club smokin, with President Clinton
So stand clear of the long sideburns and goatee
They may the mold of the p**is enlarger off me
I'll be in another room when I hit from the back
Not to mention my refridgerator's taller than Shaq
So yippie-kay-yay, yippie-yie-yie-yo
If you can't swim, don't smoke my hydro
I've been lookin for a woman just to put my stamp on
But a lot of y'all are mo' stuck up than tampons
So wash all ya sins away and stop playin
If God's line is busy you might have to two-way him
Then catch me in your backyard, playin croquet
And when I'm drunk tell them kids, "Drugs are bad, mmm'kay?"
Or watch me swing my chain at the Roscoe's off Pico
Got seven cars, get all my rims at Chrome Depot
And people think I'm bad, they say "Oooh he's so evil!"
Cause I go on blind dates, with actual blind people
But my album's out the store, yours be on the shelf
I heard you masturbate a lot, so y'all keep to yourself
Cause these women want a man that stay up and stay strong
Like the NBA, you gotta play hard or go home
All that sh*t that y'all talkin, y'all can pop it to them
Cause Ludacris'll beat you down with a prosthetic limb
I put my FOOT so deep in yo' ass that you can smell it
And yo' breath will turn to Foot Locker water repellant
I'm the man, I got money far as the eyes can see
And I'm in a group, I split dough with me, me and me
So much money in my jewelry that I'm damn near sorry
So I'ma trade my earrings in, and get a Ferrari
I buy cars with straight cash, have meetings with Donald Trump
Y'all meet with HONDA, no payments for 12 months
Take a look at yo' life, and NO WONDER you so sad
Y'all put up with more sh*t than a colostomy bag, fool!


I love it.

[starvs]

Oh yeah, and something by Gza has to make the list.

[traz]

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I'll clock ya - I'll spring forward, you fall back

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Thats a hot line

[DoubleDown]

Let your hair down to the track, yeah, kick on back
Boo! The boogie monster of rap, yeah, the man's back
With a plan to ambush this Bush administration, mush the Senate's face in, Push
this generation of kids to stand and fight for the right to say Somethin' you
might not like, this white hot light that I'm under, no Wonder I look so
Sunburnt, oh no I won't leave no stone unturned
Oh no I won't leave, won't go nowhere, do-si-do, oh, yo, ho, hello there
Oh, yeah, don't think I won't go there, go to Beirut and do a show there
Yeah, you laugh till your muthafuckin' ass gets drafted, while you're at Band camp thinkin' the draft can't happen
Till you [censored] around, get an Anthrax napkin, inside a package wrapped in saran wrap wrappin'
Open the plastic and then you stand back gaspin', [censored]' assassins hijackin' Amtracks crashin'
All this terror America demands action, next thing you know you've got Uncle Sam's ass askin'
To join the Army or what you'll do for they Navy
You just a baby, gettin' recruited at eighteen
You're on a plane now, eatin' their food and their baked beans
I'm twenty-eight, they gonna take you 'fore they take me
Crazy insane or insane crazy? When I say Hussein, you say Shady
My views ain't changed, still inhumane, wait, arraigned two days late, the
date's today, hang me!

[NT!]

I think your nomination is pretty bad dude.

I think the Nas and Mobb Deep verses deserve props, as does "Gimme the Loot." From these same rappers, my favorite Nas verses are on 'I Gave You Power' and maybe 'Nas is Like' for a brag track. Mobb Deep's 'Quiet Storm' deserves mention. My favorite Big verse is probably the first one from 'Juicy' after all else.

Big L deserves some shine in this thread. I really like his second verse on the 7 minute mix tape track with Jay, no title I know of. "So we could never be a couple, hun / fcuk love, all I got for hoes is hard dick and bubble gum."

Also, Boots Riley of the Coup - "Fat Cats, Bigger Fish" is a classic.

NT

[BackedUp]

I vote for, Blackalicious - Alphabet Aerobics

Artificial amateurs, aren't at all amazing
Analytically, I assault, animate things
Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding
Casually create catastrophes, casualties
Cancelling cats got their canopies collapsing
Detonate a dime of dank daily doin dough
Demonstrations, Don Dada on the down low
Eatin other editors with each and every energetic
Epileptic episode, elevated etiquette
Furious fat fabulous fantastic
Flurries of funk felt feeding the fanatics
Gift got great global goods gone glorious
Gettin godly in his game with the goriest
Hit em high, hella height, historical
Hey holocaust hints hear 'em holler at your homeboy
Imitators idolize, I intimidate
In a instant, I'll rise in a irate state
Juiced on my jams like jheri curls jockin joints
Justly, it's just me, writin my journals
Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink on
Karate kick type brits in my kingdom
Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons is
Learned lame louses just lose to my livery
My mind makes marvelous moves, masses
Marvel and move, many mock what I've mastered
Niggas nap knowin I'm nice naturally
Knack, never lack, make noise nationally
Operation, opposition, off, not optional
Out of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals
Perfected poem, powerful punchlines
Pummelling petty powder puffs in my prime
Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's Quannum
Quarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got uh
Really raw raps, risin up rapidly
Riding the rushing radioactivity
Super scientifical sound search sought
Silencing super fire saps that are soft
Tales ten times talented, too tough
Take that, challengers, get a tune up
Universal, unique untouched
Unadulterated, the raw uncut
Verb vice lord victorious valid
Violate vibes that are vain make em vanished
? well would a wise wordsmith just
Weaving up words weeded up, I'm a workshift
Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra large
X-height letters, and xylophone tones
Yellow back, yak mouth, young ones yaws
Yesterday's lawn yards sell our yawn
Zig zag zombies, zoomin to the zenith
Zero in zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme ZEA-LOTS!....

[BackedUp]

Someone has to nominate this verse from Juicy also...


Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this
50 inch screen, money green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off, of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all...

(It's all good)