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

[The Ocho]

Ghostface on Tony/Montana (from Cormega's Legal Hustle Vol 1). You really need to hear it to really appreciate it.

play hard for nine innings dressed in fine linen
Cause pussy is the best next thing besides women
All the position ive been in couldn't explain how I'm living
My vision my intuition has risen
Here take a listen I'm hitting
Up to bat with precision
Sealing bags in the kitchen
Slinging crack to these pigeons
For the fact that I'm driven
My linebackers is missing
Send you back and good rides
Trapped in this mission where snakes and rats is forbidden
Keep my gun hidden niggaz is bitches signing petitions
And they providing convictions
See I survive through the system under the livest conditions
My riders ride on a mission for snitching
You get your back blown right out of commission
Youll be missing like them crazy
Christians and swimming with all the fishes
Your misses will come and visit your body with hugs and kisses
Now tell me is that nutritious we party with chips and liquors
Your wisses is coming with us for real kid they bought me presents
The difference is this is business big biscuits big figures
We click on religious niggaz for acting too superstitious
Move cause the group is viscous
Shoot if you want your wishes to blow
See trife in the Bentley with a group of bitches

[pryor15]

old school...err, skool

Hello

1-I wish I was little bit taller,
I wish I was a baller,
I wish I had a girl who looked good
I would call her
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
and a six four Impala

I wish I was like six-foot-nine
So I can get with Leoshi
Cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine
You know I see her all the time
Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams
I can scheme a way to make her mine
Cause I know she's livin phat
Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
So how am I gonna compete with that
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
I'm always last to be picked
And in some cases never picked at all
So I just lean up on the wall
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
Who came to watch their men ball
Dag y'all! I never understood, black
Why the jocks get the fly girls
And me I get the hood rats
I tell 'em scat, skittle, scabobble
Got hit with a bottle
And I been in the hospital
For talkin' that mess
I confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city
That's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Glad I came to my senses
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcommeth by the thoughts of me and her together
Right?
So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her type
(rpt 1, 1)

I wish I had a brand-new car
So far, I got this hatchback
And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at
And when I'm in my car I'm laid back
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat
But that's flat
And do you really wanna know what's really whack
See I can't even get a date
So, what do you think of that?
I heard that prom night is a bomb night
With the hood rats you can hold tight
But really tho' I 'm a figaro
When I'm in my car I can't even get a hello
Well so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
Well then I'ma have to get in my car and go
You know I take the 110 until the 105
Get off at Crenshaw tell my homies look alive
Cause it's hard to survive when your livin'
In a concrete jungle and
These girls just keep passin' me by
She looks fly, she looks fly
Makes me say my, my, my
(rpt 1, 1)

I wish I was a little bit taller...
I wish I was a baller...
I wish I was a little bit taller y'all
I wish I was a baller (3)

Hey, I wish I had my way
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
You could even speed on the highway
I would play ghetto games
Name my kids ghetto names
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine
Yo you know that's on the real
So if you're down on your luck
Then you should notice how I feel
Cause if you don't want me around
See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound
Hey, you , what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down
Ahhhh, yes, ain't that fresh?
Everybody wants to get down like dat
(rpt 1, 1)

I wish, I wish, I wish...

[keikiwai]

pryor, who sings that?

there's a sample of that in the Positive-K song...

You got a headache
I'll be your aspirin...

(don't remember its title)

[marchron]

I've always thought Eminem's "Rabbit Run" kicks ass:

Some days I just wanna up and call it quits
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits
My life's like one great big ball of [censored]
If I could just put it all into all I spit
'Stead of always tryin' to swallow it
Instead of starin' at this wall and [censored]
While I sit, writer's block, sick of all this [censored]
Can't call it [censored]
All I know is I'm about to hit the wall
If I have to see another one of mom's alcoholic fits
This is it, last straw, that's all, that's it
I ain't dealin' with another [censored]' politic
I'm like a skillet bubblin' until it filters up
I'm about to kill it, I can feel it buildin' up
Blow this buildin' up, I've concealed enough
My cup runneth over, I done filled it up
The pen explodes and busts, ink spills my guts
You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts
Well, I'm'a show you what, you gon' feel my rush
You don't feel it then it must be too real to touch
Bill the dutch, I'm about to tear [censored] up
Goosebumps, yea, I'm'a make your hair sit up
Gas it up, I'm'a tell you who I be
I'm'a make you hate me 'cause you ain't me
You wait, it ain't too late to finally see
What you closed-minded [censored] were too blind to see
Whoever finds me is gonna get a finder's fee out this world
Ain't no one out their mind as me
You need peace of mind, here's a piece of mine
All I need's a line
But sometimes I don't always find the words to rhyme
To express how I'm really feelin' it that time
Yeah, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Just sometimes, it's always me
How dark can these hallways be
The clock strikes midnight, one, two, then half past three
This half-ass rhyme with this half-ass piece of paper [rip!]
I'm desperate at my task
If I could just get the rest of this [censored] off my chest again
Stuck in this slump, can't think of nothin'
[censored], I'm stumped, oh, wait, here comes somethin' [crinkle!]
Nope, it's not good enough, scribble it out
New pad, crinkle it up and throw the [censored] out
I'm fizzlin' now, thought I figured it out
Ball's in my court but I'm scared to dribble it out
I'm afraid, but why am I afraid
Why am I a slave to this trade
Cyanide, I spit to the grave
Real enough to rile you up
Want me to filp it, I can rip it any style you want
I'm a switch-hitter, bitch, Jimmy Smith ain't a quitter
I'm'a sit here 'til I get enough in me to finally hit a [censored]' boilin' point,
Put some oil in your joints
Flip the coin, bitch, come get destroyed
An MC's worst dream, I make 'em tense
They hate me, see me and shake like a chain-link fence
By the looks of 'em you would swear that Jaws was comin'
By the screams of 'em you would swear I'm sawin' someone
By the way they're runnin' you would swear the law was comin'
It's now or never, and tonight it's all or nothin'
"Mama, Jimmy keeps leavin' on us
He said he'd be back, he pinky-promised
I don't think he's honest"
I'll be back, baby, I just gotta beat this clock
[censored] this clock, I'm'a make them eat this watch
Don't believe me, watch
I'm'a win this race and I'm'a come back and rub my [censored] in your face, bitch
I found my niche, you gon' hear my voice
'Til you sick of it, you ain't gonna have a choice
If I gotta scream 'til I have half a lung
If I have half a chance, I'll grab it, Rabbit run

[pryor15]

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pryor, who sings that?

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Skee-lo

[The Truth]

Here is my nomination. Suprisingly from a pretty main stream song, Outkast's "the whole world"

It is killer mikes verse... This [censored] had me in awe. It is sick how well he rides the beat here.

[Killer Mike]
Player I grind, my focus is crime
Raw with the rhyme, I'm slick with the slime
My words are diamonds dug out a mine
Spit 'em, polish, look how they shine
Glitter, glisten, gloss, floss
I catch a beat runnin like Randy Moss
Ride dat bitch off like a brand new horse
I'm rollin my stone, gatherin no moss
Mami I'm comin I hope you get off
Or rock your own boat like Aaliyah then talk
Back, back, forth, forth
Get that sailor on course, course
Make that track a corpse, corpse
Rap, roll, utterly rocked
with my mouth to the mic and my hand on my cock
Cadillac OutKast just won't stop

[keikiwai]

1991:

MC Solaar: Bouge de la

Tout a commencé là-bas, dans la ville qu'on appelle Maisons-Alfort
Quand je vois une fatma chelou qui fait bouger son corps
Elle me dit: "Claude M.C., viens là qu'j'te donne du réconfort."
J'ai dit: "Non-merci, c'est très gentil mais je n'mange pas d'porc..."
Elle m'a fait: "Bouge de là !"
Bouge de là !

J'continue mon trajet, j'arrive vers la Gare de Lyon
Quand je vois un gars qui se dit vraiment très fort comme un lion
Il me dit: "Claude M.C., est-ce que tu veux qu'on s'boxe ?"
Ses hématomes étaient plus gros qu'les seins de Samantha Fox !
Il m'a fait: "Bouge de là !"
Bouge de là !

Ma voisine de palier, elle s'appelle Cassandre,
Elle a un petit chien qu'elle appelle Alexandre.
Elle me dit: "Claude M.C., est-ce que tu peux le descendre ?"
J'ai pris mon Magnum, j'ai dû mal comprendre.
Elle m'a fait: "Bouge de là !"
Bouge de là !

Directement, j'suis allé chez Lucie,
Qui aime les chiens, les chats et Trente Millions d'Amis.
Elle me dit: "T'aimes les animaux, toi mon super M.C. ?"
J'ai dit: "oui j'adore, avec du sel et bien cuits !"
Elle m'a fait: "Bouge de là !"
Bouge de là !

Plus tard, dans le métro y a un charclo qui traîne,
Il me raconte toute sa vie, il me dit qu'il vient de Rennes.
Ensuite, il me dit qu'il pue, qu'il faudrait qu'il se baigne...
J'lui dis: "Jette-toi dans l'égout, t'arrives direct dans la Seine !"
Il m'a fait: "Bouge de là !"
Bouge de là !

J'continue mon trajet, j'arrive vers le boul'vard Barbès
Quand j'vois un de mes amis qui venait de Marrakech
Il me dit: "Arwah, arwah, j't'achète des rap en dinars."
J'ai dit: "Non, je veux des dollars car on m'appelle Solaar."
Il m'a fait: "Bouge de là !"
Bouge de là !

Alors, j'ai bougé; j'ai dû m'en aller, partir, bifurquer,
J'ai dû m'évader, j'ai dû m'enfuir, j'ai dû partir, j'ai dû m'éclipser,
J'ai dû me camoufler, j'ai dû disparaître... Pour réapparaître.
Oh ! Oh ! Bouge de là.
Bouge de là.

Here's a horrible english translation. It doesn't do it justice, but it'd be really hard to translate well, since it's got a lot of word play:

http://www.lyricsdownload.com/mc-sol...ay-lyrics.html

[Jules22]

this dude is crazy good, altho a tad gritty for some i imagine. my favorite verse of his is kill that fagg0t from his supa mario mixtape.

all the weed smoke bustin my lungs
im in the whip
with the 8 dollar bottle
only trusting my gun
you would think i was born in a pot
the way my blood boil
put yer brain in the dirt
and call it thug soil
flow til u sick of me
WHAT UP
so if u catholic get your rosaries
muslims get ya thickabees
yeah its a rare thug
i like to pray when im high
the weed is my shep, the blunt is my prayer rug
p aint got a religion
yeah i believe in god
but im harder than the cots in the prison
and im glad that the lox made it
im in the parking lot, gun on my waist
while i get intoxicated
you would be surprised
all the drugs i have operated
come thru ya block, you got beef
its corroborated
ghost cuz im out of this world
i dont play
blow the large intesting right out of ya girl WHAT


and another line later on that i really like

[censored] you, and [censored] them,
y'all aint got honor
respect or custom

[straightflush]

[ QUOTE ]
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)

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this was the verse i was going to post

[Wu36]

I'm gonna naeed some time for this one. In the meantime I'll just throw Talib's verse in respiration in the mix.


Breathin in deep city breaths, sittin on [censored] steps
we stoop to new lows, hell froze the night the city slept
The beast crept through concrete jungles
communicatin with one another
And ghetto birds where waters fall
from the hydrants to the gutters
The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be makin
You on the wrong side of the track, lookin visibly shaken
Taken them plungers, plungin to death that's painted by the numbers
with crime unapplied pressure, cats is playin God
but havin children by a lesser baby mother but [censored] it
we played against each other like puppets, swearin you got pull
when the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes
Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise
Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog
is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene
Thoughts that people put in the air
Places where you could get murdered over a glare
But everything is fair
It's a paradox we call reality
So keepin it real will make you casualty of abnormal normality
Killers Born Naturally like, Mickey and Mallory
Not knowing the ways'll get you capped like an NBA salary
Some cats be emceeing to illustrate what we be seeing
Hard to be a spiritual being when [censored] is shakin what you believe in
For trees to grow in Brooklyn, seeds need to be planted
I'm asking if y'all feel me AND THE CROWD LEFT ME STRANDED
My blood pressure boiled and rose, cause New York niggaz
actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go
I take the L, transfer to the 2, head to the gates
New York life type trife the Roman Empire state