Favorite Verses (lyrics, hardcore, pop, punk, rock)

(sin)TAX · 09-10-2008, 11:32 AM

Fake niggaz get blitzed
and mic bites I swing swords and cut clowns
**** is too swift to bite you record and write it down
I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe
on some loud howl ****, to insert a fiend
But it was yo ock, the shop stolen heart
Catch a swollen heart from not rollin smart
I put mad pressure, on phony wack rhymes that get hurt
****'s played, like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum, and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
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, nigga I think
I drop megaton BOMBS more faster than you blink
Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed
Clouds of smoke, of natural blends of weed
Only under one circumstance is if I'm blunted
Turn that **** up, my clan in da front want it

GZA- Liquid Swords (whole song is banger though)

pourmeanother · 12-16-2008, 10:53 AM

Yeah, I'm sure this is a real "original" thread, but I'm new and I wanted to get some thoughts.

What are some of your favorite verses (by whom), and why?

I have a lot I could name, but I'll wait... I'm mostly a fan of wordplay rhymes so some lyrical drops from Kweli and Common are up there, even Kanye entertains me lyrically.

Trauma · 12-16-2008, 07:12 PM

Edo G and Masta Ace- "Wishing"

[Masta Ace]
Yeah, I wish the President would stop lyin'
Black babies would stop cryin'
And you brothers would stop dyin'
I wish the police would stop killin'
Politicans stop stealin' and actin' like they not dealin'
When they know they got bricks on the street
At the country club, fixin' to eat
I can see 'em now
I wish we'd get this **** figured out
And stop goin' the trigger route
And actin' all ******ed out
On the block with the nine ****ed
I wish we try and stop, stop pushin' for the prime box
I wish we wasn't so obsessed with death
Tell me is it cuz we blessed with less?
I don't know really
I wish the world was safer, I'm scared to travel abroad
That's why I travel with the Lord
I wish a cab would stop for me in the rain
I know you wanna call me insane
I'm a dreamer

[Edo G]
I wish my pops didn't die when I was seven years old
If there's life after death, is Heaven this cold?
I wish I could wipe the tears of all the cryin' mothers
Wish New York niggas didn't start flyin' colors
I wish my people stop avoidin' the truth
BET stop poisonin' youth
We need changes for teenagers as they go through phases
More than just a concrete jungle, the world got green acres
I wish I'd been more diligent
Smart cats rhyme militant
The fresh rhyme ignorant
I wish the world didn't give us funny looks
Think we all just dummies and crooks
Athletes and entertainers singin' hooks
We need more black babies that's in the books (read on)
I wish God could take away the pain
I know you wanna call me insane
I'm a dreamer

[Edo G]
I wish I didn't get searched when I come through customs
I wish Christians stop beefin' with Muslims
Wish the poor didn't have to take welfare
Wish America had universal health care
Cuz ain't no help here
In a country where we don't fight fair
The American Dream becomes a nightmare
It's all hype here
And on this track, bust all I might bear
I wish Bush just get out of office (get out!)
Before he start World War III and try to off us
It won't cost them, but it will cost us
And right now, believe me, you lost us

Dead Prez- "Police State"

The average Black male
Live a third of his life in a jail cell
Cause the world is controlled by the white male
And the people don' never get justice
And the womben don' never get respected
And the problems don' never get solved
And the jobs don' never pay enough
So the rent always be late.
Can you relate?
We living in a police state

Big L - "Lifestylez Ov Da Poor N Dangerous"

Aiyo, picture me gettin a job
Takin orders from bob, sellin corn on the cob
Yo, how the hell i'ma make ends meet
Makin about 120 dollars a week?
Man, I rather do another hit
I want clean clothes, mean hoes, and all that other ****
Yo, I admit, I'm a sucker
A low down, dirty, sneaky, double-crossin canivin mutha****a
Breakin in cribs with a chrome bar
I wasn't 'poor', I was po', I couldn't afford the 'o-r'

Big L - "7 Minute Freestyle"

Niggaz hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung
My clan plans to get Guillianni hung
Never had a gassed head
Got loot cause I stash bread
Try to tax and I'ma beat your ***ot ass half-dead
I stomp white cops till the life stops
For a low price hops
Cause my blood is colder than an ice box
On 1-3-9 you don't want a block war
Cause my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor
And every time a mack eleven bucks
I'm killing at least seven ducks
I never was a follower of Reverend Butts
The bitch type I dislike, I'm rougher than a fist fight
All chicks ain't ****, ain't no such thing as Miss Right
So we can never be a couple hun
**** love, all I got for ho's is hard **** and bubble gum

Immortal Technique - "Dance With the Devil"

He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
So he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential
The product of a ghetto breed capitalistic mental
Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed

...

Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
****ed the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
Cause he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
She looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
She cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
His whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate
His corruption had successfully changed his fate
And he remembered how his mom used to come home late
Working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
And crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
But only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there
And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
They say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
And listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
In fact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow
He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
White, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
You have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
And you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top
There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
Because the dance with the devil might last you forever

Fruitonica · 12-16-2008, 08:01 PM

Quote:

Now here comes the march of the boy brigade
A macabre Parade of the toys he made
And in Shimmer shades who looks half his age
About half the size of the flags they waved
And Camouflage suits that made to fit youths
'cause the ones of the dead soldiers hang a little loose
And AK-47's that they shooting into heaven
Like they're trying to kill the Jetson's
They struggle little recruits
Cute Smileless, Heartless, violent
Childhood destroyed, devoid of all childish ways,
Can't write their own names or read the words on their own graves
Think you gangster popped a few rounds,
These kids will come through and murder a whole town,
Then sit back and smoke and watch it burn down,
The grave gets deeper the further we go down

Lupe Fiasco - Little Weapon.

Probably not my absolute favourite, because the jetson reference is damn cheezy, but the first few lines are amazing. Actually, looking through The Cool, I'm struck by what an awesome lyricist Lupe is.

Anteater · 12-16-2008, 08:07 PM

"I want to **** you...**** you...you already know...I wanna **** you...**** you...you already know..."

- Akon

Kirby · 12-16-2008, 09:10 PM

I'll end up posting a lot in here, but here is mine for today...

Fight this phantom, your freakin family will fall flat,
Bump biancas, Beat 'em black and blue with a baseball bat,
Might be a small cat,
But I won't use discretion,
Hit 'em with a weapon if he steppin' with a mall rat,
Twenty Minus Eleven make 'em all scat,
Not prosperous now,
Tech's not with his crowd,
He's lost in his clouds,
Rather be offed than soft with his style,
I got hopes that my life might get better,
But I been broke, So I might swipe ya cheddar,
Ya better get ready to get me, I got a vendetta,
Comin' to get it,
Rather weed or money, whatever,
Nobody said It was gonna be easy,
People deceive me,
And leave me in the dark, and buried off in Necropolis,
One day, you gon' see me on TV,
You better believe me,
Takin' Over, and this is the opposite, [?]
Rewrite my life, give me light in the fight, for what's right,
I'll Liberate Cuidado,
151 Rum is how we run from slim sums, then comes diablo,
I need a medic, 'cause I murder, energetic,
In the Cerebellum, Never tell 'em I got,
One of the worst problems in the medulla oblongata,
You oughta go, I'm one hell of a shot,
No more darkness,
How did I start this?
Feelin' bizarre sh*t,
Like kickin' ya carcass,
I am the ruler in my kingdom, and my dark seat's hot,
Step into my world and your heartbeat stops...

My World - Tech N9ne [ft. Dalima and Brotha Lynch Hung]

Trauma · 12-17-2008, 12:26 AM

I take it you like Tech N9ne lol.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Leeman

Fed Up Wit The Bull**** - Big L

This is a great song.

I forgot to include MC Lars - "Generic Crunk Rap"
The only good song he ever put out.

Surell · 12-17-2008, 12:55 PM

Yeah Straight off the corner Apple and Eagle
Brave hard bitch like the times Im medieval
Married to the block, Divorce the Cathedral
Standin on the corner selling Porcelean to People
Forced into evil, Its all in your head
It's also cerebral, call me Canival
You follow when i lead you
Straight to the needle
The barrel, the battle, the beetles will eat you
Mama named Cita, I love You Cita
Member when your pussy Second husband used to beat ya
Remember when i went into the kitchen got the cleever
He aint give a **** i aint give a **** neither
He could see the devil, see the devil in my features
You could smell the ether
You can see Cita
You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my features
I am her voice and the World is my speaker
Im speakin

It's basically the Playin With Fire verse, but it sounds better on World of Fantasy.

hcazkelley · 01-22-2009, 06:18 AM

there is a song by a white girl and it says some like short shirts mini skirts and then something dosedoe i think. if anyone knows i

pourmeanother · 01-22-2009, 01:20 PM

Opio in "Burnt"

"Da-be-boop
Bop your head to this
Mischievous
Soul socidle idle chatter never slips off the lips of this writer
Might not be the greater innovator of the rhyme scheme
My style is the visine to get your eyes opening
This Raggedy Andy gets dandy like a lion in the meadow
While the teapots blow off steam like a kettle
You hip to the hop I kick I trip the life fantastic
Gettin into the mood that have been a pornographic
The vandal with the vocals making them locals go insane
The regal rhymer speak sustenance for the brain
Get frisky with the phrases as you praise this like a deity
The one of liberated soul, control for infinity
Got style by the square mile
Cats got a finer child
Hieroglyphics full of lifted rhythms for the meanwhile
Articulate my lingo as I mingle in my medium of speech
And reach to pop profits as I ponder and teach
A smidgen of religion to the fraudulent
Listen, pay attention, I'm the master of this convention
Kick the wicked and wild style
While you're stutterin just like Smiley
Skippin singles of your saturn dreams
Too bad it seems you try me
A wiser wordy wisit pays a visit to your subconsience
Crush you under and extinguish all the nonsense
Optimistic, stylistic, mysticness I'm swift
Like Mercury
Mercy me
I show I've got the gift"

I know it's not accurate because there's a lot of questionable areas, but it's better than any of the lyrics for it I've seen out there.

09-10-2008, 11:32 AM	#41 (permalink)
(sin)TAX Music Addict Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: chasing a bee inside a jar Posts: 69	Fake niggaz get blitzed and mic bites I swing swords and cut clowns ** is too swift to bite you record and write it down I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe on some loud howl , to insert a fiend But it was yo ock, the shop stolen heart Catch a swollen heart from not rollin smart I put mad pressure, on phony wack rhymes that get hurt 's played, like zodiac signs on sweatshirt That's minimum, and feminine like sandals My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble 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, nigga I think I drop megaton BOMBS more faster than you blink Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed Clouds of smoke, of natural blends of weed Only under one circumstance is if I'm blunted Turn that ** up, my clan in da front want it GZA- Liquid Swords (whole song is banger though) __________________ one...wun...1

12-16-2008, 10:53 AM	#42 (permalink)
pourmeanother Saaaad Panda Join Date: Dec 2008 Posts: 852	Favorite verse of all time Yeah, I'm sure this is a real "original" thread, but I'm new and I wanted to get some thoughts. What are some of your favorite verses (by whom), and why? I have a lot I could name, but I'll wait... I'm mostly a fan of wordplay rhymes so some lyrical drops from Kweli and Common are up there, even Kanye entertains me lyrically. __________________ Life is just blah, blah, blah You hope for blah And sometimes you find it, but mostly it's blah And waiting for blah And hoping you were right about the blahs you made And then, just when you think you've got the whole blah'd damn thing figured out And you're surrounded by the ones you blah Death shows up... anddd blah, blah, blah.

12-16-2008, 07:12 PM	#43 (permalink)
Trauma snickers Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: detroit Posts: 2,194	Edo G and Masta Ace- "Wishing" [Masta Ace] Yeah, I wish the President would stop lyin' Black babies would stop cryin' And you brothers would stop dyin' I wish the police would stop killin' Politicans stop stealin' and actin' like they not dealin' When they know they got bricks on the street At the country club, fixin' to eat I can see 'em now I wish we'd get this ** figured out And stop goin' the trigger route And actin' all **ed out On the block with the nine ed I wish we try and stop, stop pushin' for the prime box I wish we wasn't so obsessed with death Tell me is it cuz we blessed with less? I don't know really I wish the world was safer, I'm scared to travel abroad That's why I travel with the Lord I wish a cab would stop for me in the rain I know you wanna call me insane I'm a dreamer [Edo G] I wish my pops didn't die when I was seven years old If there's life after death, is Heaven this cold? I wish I could wipe the tears of all the cryin' mothers Wish New York niggas didn't start flyin' colors I wish my people stop avoidin' the truth BET stop poisonin' youth We need changes for teenagers as they go through phases More than just a concrete jungle, the world got green acres I wish I'd been more diligent Smart cats rhyme militant The fresh rhyme ignorant I wish the world didn't give us funny looks Think we all just dummies and crooks Athletes and entertainers singin' hooks We need more black babies that's in the books (read on) I wish God could take away the pain I know you wanna call me insane I'm a dreamer [Edo G] I wish I didn't get searched when I come through customs I wish Christians stop beefin' with Muslims Wish the poor didn't have to take welfare Wish America had universal health care Cuz ain't no help here In a country where we don't fight fair The American Dream becomes a nightmare It's all hype here And on this track, bust all I might bear I wish Bush just get out of office (get out!) Before he start World War III and try to off us It won't cost them, but it will cost us And right now, believe me, you lost us Dead Prez- "Police State" The average Black male Live a third of his life in a jail cell Cause the world is controlled by the white male And the people don' never get justice And the womben don' never get respected And the problems don' never get solved And the jobs don' never pay enough So the rent always be late. Can you relate? We living in a police state Big L - "Lifestylez Ov Da Poor N Dangerous" Aiyo, picture me gettin a job Takin orders from bob, sellin corn on the cob Yo, how the hell i'ma make ends meet Makin about 120 dollars a week? Man, I rather do another hit I want clean clothes, mean hoes, and all that other Yo, I admit, I'm a sucker A low down, dirty, sneaky, double-crossin canivin muthaa Breakin in cribs with a chrome bar I wasn't 'poor', I was po', I couldn't afford the 'o-r' Big L - "7 Minute Freestyle" Niggaz hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung My clan plans to get Guillianni hung Never had a gassed head Got loot cause I stash bread Try to tax and I'ma beat your ot ass half-dead I stomp white cops till the life stops For a low price hops Cause my blood is colder than an ice box On 1-3-9 you don't want a block war Cause my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor And every time a mack eleven bucks I'm killing at least seven ducks I never was a follower of Reverend Butts The bitch type I dislike, I'm rougher than a fist fight All chicks ain't *, ain't no such thing as Miss Right So we can never be a couple hun love, all I got for ho's is hard and bubble gum Immortal Technique - "Dance With the Devil" He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles So he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential The product of a ghetto breed capitalistic mental Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed ... Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life He thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice And he felt strong standing along with his new brothers *ed the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover But what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter Cause he was starring into the eyes of his own mother She looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her She cried more painfully, than when they were raping her His whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate His corruption had successfully changed his fate And he remembered how his mom used to come home late Working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth He turned away from the woman that had once given him birth And crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared But only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there And right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold And so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul They say death take you to a better place but I doubt it After that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it And listen cause the story that I'm telling is true Cause I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to And now the devil follows me everywhere that I go In fact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows And every street cypher listening to little thugs flow He could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know The devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked White, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted You have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted And you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never Because the dance with the devil might last you forever __________________ A mi no me importa nada Para mi la vida es un sueño Last edited by Trauma; 12-16-2008 at 07:20 PM.*

12-16-2008, 09:10 PM	#46 (permalink)
Kirby Music Addict Join Date: Aug 2008 Location: Forest Park, GA Posts: 1,637	I'll end up posting a lot in here, but here is mine for today... Fight this phantom, your freakin family will fall flat, Bump biancas, Beat 'em black and blue with a baseball bat, Might be a small cat, But I won't use discretion, Hit 'em with a weapon if he steppin' with a mall rat, Twenty Minus Eleven make 'em all scat, Not prosperous now, Tech's not with his crowd, He's lost in his clouds, Rather be offed than soft with his style, I got hopes that my life might get better, But I been broke, So I might swipe ya cheddar, Ya better get ready to get me, I got a vendetta, Comin' to get it, Rather weed or money, whatever, Nobody said It was gonna be easy, People deceive me, And leave me in the dark, and buried off in Necropolis, One day, you gon' see me on TV, You better believe me, Takin' Over, and this is the opposite, [?] Rewrite my life, give me light in the fight, for what's right, I'll Liberate Cuidado, 151 Rum is how we run from slim sums, then comes diablo, I need a medic, 'cause I murder, energetic, In the Cerebellum, Never tell 'em I got, One of the worst problems in the medulla oblongata, You oughta go, I'm one hell of a shot, No more darkness, How did I start this? Feelin' bizarre sh*t, Like kickin' ya carcass, I am the ruler in my kingdom, and my dark seat's hot, Step into my world and your heartbeat stops... My World - Tech N9ne [ft. Dalima and Brotha Lynch Hung] __________________ ::KirbyISAlmighty::

01-22-2009, 01:20 PM	#50 (permalink)
pourmeanother Saaaad Panda Join Date: Dec 2008 Posts: 852	Opio in "Burnt" "Da-be-boop Bop your head to this Mischievous Soul socidle idle chatter never slips off the lips of this writer Might not be the greater innovator of the rhyme scheme My style is the visine to get your eyes opening This Raggedy Andy gets dandy like a lion in the meadow While the teapots blow off steam like a kettle You hip to the hop I kick I trip the life fantastic Gettin into the mood that have been a pornographic The vandal with the vocals making them locals go insane The regal rhymer speak sustenance for the brain Get frisky with the phrases as you praise this like a deity The one of liberated soul, control for infinity Got style by the square mile Cats got a finer child Hieroglyphics full of lifted rhythms for the meanwhile Articulate my lingo as I mingle in my medium of speech And reach to pop profits as I ponder and teach A smidgen of religion to the fraudulent Listen, pay attention, I'm the master of this convention Kick the wicked and wild style While you're stutterin just like Smiley Skippin singles of your saturn dreams Too bad it seems you try me A wiser wordy wisit pays a visit to your subconsience Crush you under and extinguish all the nonsense Optimistic, stylistic, mysticness I'm swift Like Mercury Mercy me I show I've got the gift" I know it's not accurate because there's a lot of questionable areas, but it's better than any of the lyrics for it I've seen out there. __________________ Life is just blah, blah, blah You hope for blah And sometimes you find it, but mostly it's blah And waiting for blah And hoping you were right about the blahs you made And then, just when you think you've got the whole blah'd damn thing figured out And you're surrounded by the ones you blah Death shows up... anddd blah, blah, blah.

01-22-2009, 06:18 AM	#49 (permalink)
hcazkelley Groupie Join Date: Jan 2009 Posts: 2	there is a song by a white girl and it says some like short shirts mini skirts and then something dosedoe i think. if anyone knows i