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LETS KICK SAMWISE BACK TO DA SHIRE

WRAP THIS CUNT IN SHARP BARBWIRE

PUT YA ONA STICK SPIT ROAST BON FIRE

 

IM GONA RAID YOUR YARD WITHOUT MAKIN A SOUND

ULL WAKE UP BURIED DEEP IN THE GROUND

ILL BE LEFT WITH UR SURROUND SOUND

TAKE U TO THE TEMS OH DEAR LOOK WHO DROWNED

BUT U AINT DROWNED U BEEN HIT WIV 6 ROUNDS

NO 26 ROUNDS BY BROWNS

PUMP ACTION U WILL GO DOWN

hes tryina swap me penny for a pound

ill leave U clowned westbound

hes chasin little hair like greyhound

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I'm advocating alphabetic assaults on a mans amazement

absorbing any amount of attacks from any assailant

assassinating adversaries amputating their arms

and astronomic amounts of amateurs up in my abattoir

 

I blast your brain with bazooka type ballistics breaking bones

Beat you like Bruce lee with big bats or badboy black boy busting bushido

I battle battalions with a baseball bat beat their bumberarse

with the breathtaking bulletproof bubble burst in a block busting broadcast

braveheart buffalo soldier with another bible basher burning like a blazing bonfire

I'll bludgeon and bodybag you

 

I make curiosity kill the cat then creep just like a cougar

Cripple your coalition with critical cool maneuvers

Crack your cranium with a crowbar

Captivating you with my coma,

Causing a cataclysmic impact like a cobra

 

Dusk till dawn I deliver a deadly dose of dark dialect

Destroy like delahoy with dynamic dialogue that dissects

Discipline disciple with dramatic dynamic displays

Desert storm and disrespect distress your DNA

Download your disc drive decipher decode and demolish your data

Dazzle you with death defying deliveries

Too dark for Darth Vader

 

Evidently excellency engulfs my entire entity

Mcs evacuate when I make my entry

It's elementary I'm eradicating my enemies with ease

Exaggerating emotions with an overdose of Es

 

I'm the futuristic fist of fury fabulous freestyle fashion

Faster than a Ferrari F1 my faculties you couldn't fathom

My fiery ferocious force like forest fires flash floods and freakstorms

Fantastic like the four I fortune tell and verbally freefall

 

I grind you down to a gradual granual when I be grafting

My graphical gamma grammar be leaving you African Americans gasping

With more grip than a Goodyear when I shift gear with the gift here

Goodness gracious the greatest galactic rappers have stood here

 

I hypnotize a hypnotist giving a hologram hallucinations

Plus my heat seeking high explosive hip-hop causes hyper-ventilation

 

Intervening like intravenous injections inside your intestines

Interesting like an inquest and leave you impressed and

I and I is instantaning your simpusle is impaling yo

insert it in my ears and my ism start inhaling yo.

 

From ju-jitsu to judo I put your jugular in jeopardy

Jab like Joes junior to the jaw I make you jerk and jump like jet-li

 

I'm killing the Ku Klux Klan round some ka kani khakis

Kung-fu kicking your kidneys and then I'm caning your car keys.

Keep a kalashnikov in a karan inside my kitbag

Kidnapping and craning the KGB and make you kick back

 

Most laser guided literature it literally makes you lose limbs

Left in the land of the lasra larynx lapped down in my labyrinth

I leave a legendary legacy as a legitimate lyrical lyricist

I defy levitation laws my lateral thinking leaves you lyric less

 

My miraculous murder methods are madness I'm causing malice

With a mind of a million mathematicians I murder masses

Masquerading mayhem in your manor like Mafiosos

Maxing from Montreal to Manhattan like Motorola's

 

I'm nasty like Nas naughty by nature but never say never

Navigate at night I'm the narcotic nuclear nemesis making you nosedive

 

I obliterate my opponents with an ordeal of oral onslaughts

Your overwrought with an oratorical orgy when I'm on course

I'm in and out of the ordinary ordinance from my orifice

I'm out of order with orders to boot you out of your offices

 

I'm a paranormal paradox portraying pyrotechnic prophecy

Panoramic philosophies like pharaohs and pyramid properties

I paralyze a parasite with pen and paper perception

The power of a Porsche at performing phenomenal perfection

 

Don't query our quest or question my quadrophonics

I'm quicker than Audi Quatros with quality supersonics

Highly qualified quotes will leave ya hung drawn and quartered

And queens lyrically captured be catching the quarantine

 

I'm a rampant radical renegade who'll rapidly rupture your ribcage

Rip up your rastclart like a rabid rottweiler on the rampage

I reckon my rawriding riddims will give the risible rheumatism

Representing reality rhymes we need some righteous realism

 

Suffering suckatash I stash a smash and snatch a stash

I'm spitting science or sharpen decieving shaving your stash

Schizophrenic schematics we're static and cypher stuns

And super sporadic savages scavenge around my sermon

 

My triple tongue tied technique attain the turbulence of a typhoon

With torpedo trajectory I titanically testify me tune

With a thunderous thesis I think with a thousand tortuous thoughts

With the tortion of a tornado I travel like a tomahawk

I make time warp when I talk like a telekinetic taskforce

Travelling in a time machine towards the twilight zone when I'm on tour

 

I'm an undefeated, unseeded lyrical ultra-sonical wheat kid

With the universal dispersal rehearsals don't mean I need it

I natural unilateral Phi-Life remain the uncatchable

With magical mindchart minds and limbs that are un-detachable

 

My vocal volcanic verses cause invisible vacuum vortex

My visceral vocabulary

Venomous viper vigilante vapourising your vibe

Verbally I'll murder thee and vocally vandalise

 

I walk from Wales to Washington D.C on the warpath of an MC

We're surfing the world wide web and nobody is willing to - we

We're causing the worst water works to the worlds wackest of wordsworth

The wickedist wizard in time with the vines time in Wandsworth

 

I went to the X games with my ex-girl in an extra-large T-shirt

Cos I'm an extremist and no-one can play the xylophone with my penis

 

Rising like yeast this verbal beast is big just like a yeti

Yoga floating my boat and leave it tangled just like spaghetti

Yanking your ladies yashmak stabbing your back like Yitsak

Shaggy just like a yak when attacking you with my shitsack

 

From Zambia to Zanzibar this zany Zulu from Zen will

Cross the Zodiac when lyrics are zooming like a lens

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In '93, Wu-Tang Clan dropped their first LP

We went platinum, *whoo-peesh*, yeah we flatten 'em

Pockets got fat and um, went and got Cap and 'em

Staten's on the map and um, Brooklyn Zu is bombin' 'em

All around the world, Killa Beez start swarmin' 'em

You can't stop us, you can't block us

Rock us or mock us, knock us or top us

Better sit back and watch us...

 

your panties are wet

take it easy, don't sweat

you want some birth control

you could smoke a cigarette

 

Defecate on your best line

Spit three verses in the cup and get busy

A wack ass comin this way

Must be cross eyed and dizzy

You don't listen enough, see me pissin enough

Leave ya yellow spots around your bed area

Defecate around your head area

Precise when I meet that ass

And greet that ass, the brain or what

Defecate on your apartment on Poinsettia

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Taskmaster burst

The bionic zit splitter

Breakneck speed

we drown ten pints of bitter

we lean all day

and some say that ain't productive

but that depends upon the demon that you're stuck with

'cos right now

I see clearer than most

I sit here contented with this cheese on toast

--roots manuva, one hope

 

"saving the day like a memory card"

"mesmerized like an iomega zip drive"*

-mf doom

 

*i swear i heard something similar like that...

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mom, i've kept a razor under my tongue

since i was a small toddler with a tight belt.

i haven't been able to kiss a woman with an open mouth my friend

'cause i'm afraid that i'd split her lip.

is that sick?

why :)

 

 

yeah dude, clouddead, yoni or adam solo fucking have some sick spits.

 

 

 

my new favorite is from jermaine on flight of the conchordes

 

"im in the Hiphopopotamus.... my lyrics are bottomless......(forgets rest of rap...longgggg pause).../breaks into dance"

 

lol

 

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mom, i've kept a razor under my tongue

since i was a small toddler with a tight belt.

i haven't been able to kiss a woman with an open mouth my friend

'cause i'm afraid that i'd split her lip.

is that sick?

 

 

 

 

 

Pffft RZA show 'em how it's done...

 

When I was young, I slept with a battery on my tongue

So when I spit, the impact with the sting of a stun gun

At full blast, rock your cradle, fatal razorblades graze you

Split you open, stitch you back wit a staple

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i bomb atomically

socrates' philosophies and hypotheses

can't define how i be dropping these mockeries

lyrically perform armed robbery

flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me...

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i bomb atomically

socrates' philosophies and hypotheses

can't define how i be dropping these mockeries

lyrically perform armed robbery

flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me...

 

 

win.

 

also,

 

"Cuz MC's have used up extended warranties,

While real MC's and DJ's are a minority

But right about now I use my authority

Cuz Im like the Wizard and you look lost Dorothy"

 

etc

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Lemonade was a popular drink and it still is

I get more props and stunts than bruce willis

A poet like langston hughes I can't lose

when I cruise

out on the expressway

leaving the bodega I say 'suave'

Premier's got more beats than barns got hay

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i bomb atomically

socrates' philosophies and hypotheses

can't define how i be dropping these mockeries

lyrically perform armed robbery

flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me...

 

 

win.

 

yes! i would quote the whole thing but i'm lazy

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i bomb atomically

socrates' philosophies and hypotheses

can't define how i be dropping these mockeries

lyrically perform armed robbery

flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me...

 

 

win.

 

yes! i would quote the whole thing but i'm lazy

 

That's the best verse Deck ever did spit.

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i bomb atomically

socrates' philosophies and hypotheses

can't define how i be dropping these mockeries

lyrically perform armed robbery

flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me...

 

 

win.

 

yes! i would quote the whole thing but i'm lazy

 

That's the best verse Deck ever did spit.

 

i also really like his inflection on gang starr's above the clouds... "wild like rock stars who smash guitars"

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Energy is felt once the cards are dealt

With the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts

that attack, the mic-fones like cyclones or typhoon

I represent from midnight to high noon

I don't waste ink, African American I think

I drop megaton BOMBS more faster than you blink.

 

gza ftw

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a-to-the mother fuckin' k homeboy

a-to-the mother fuckin' k

 

bring the motherfuckin' ruckus

 

some people tell me that i need help

some people can fuck off and go to hell

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" You C.I.A., You see I ain't kidding."

 

Chuck D

 

 

" and it's the prominant dominant Islamic Asiatic black hebrew the year 2002 the battle's still with the wu"

RZA

 

'P is for the people who don't undertsand...."

 

Schooly D

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Oh shit mutherfuckas step to the rear and cheer

'Cause Tim Dog is here

Let's get down to the nitty gritty

And talk about a bullshit city

Talking about African Americanz from Compton

They're no comp and they truly ain't stomping

Tim Dog a black man's task

I'm so bad I'll whip Superman's ass

All you suckers that rif on the West Coast

I'll dis and spray your ass like a roach

Ya think you're cool wit your curls and your shades

I'll roll thick and you'll be yelling raid

One hard brother that lives in New York

Where brothers are hard and we don't have to talk

Shut your mouth before we come out stomping

Hey, yo Eazy

Fuck Compton

 

(Why you dissing Eazy?)

'Cause the boy ain't shit

Chew him with tobacco, an' spit him in shit

I crush Ice Cube, I'm cool wit Ice T

But NWA ain't shit to me

Dre beating on Dee from Pump it Up

Step to the Dog and get fucked up

I'm simplistic, imperialistic, idealistic

And I'm kicking ballistics

Having that gang war

We want to know what you're fighting for

Fighting over colors?

All that gang shit is for dumb muthafuckas

But you go on thinking you're hard

Come to New York and we'll see who gets robbed

Take your jeri curls, take your black hats

Take your wack lyrics and your bullshit tracks

Now you're mad and you're thinking about stomping

Well I'm from the South Bronx

Fuck Compton

 

Tim Dog and I'm the best from the East

And all this Compton shit must cease

So keep your eyes on the prize and

Don't jeopardize my arrive 'cause that's not wise

You really think that you can rhyme

Well come and get some of this loaded tech-nine

Bo bo bo shots are cold gunning

And you'll really be a hundred miles and running

You wanna play go ride in a sleigh

I'm so large I fuck Michel le'

In the bathroom we was boning

You shoulda heard how the bitch was moaning

Do do do do dooo do do do do do do do

Shut the fuck up bitch, you can't sing

Ya sound like a kid playing on a swing (Fuck you)

I'm the man at hand to run the band

That's in command

You know who the fuck I am

Tim Dog, what's my muthafucking name

Tim Dog, that's my muthafucking game

So whether you think that I'm just a myth

That riff, the lift, the gift, the if, the fifth'

The shift, the spliff, that's in control, to hold

To fold, to bold and make an ache and take and fake

Wooh! and I'm still great

 

Fuck Compton

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