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Best verse your favorite MC ever spit?
I got two.
Nas verse on verbal intercourse Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe When I’m deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast to conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun Trick my Wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly I’m grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me while, funny style niggaz roll in the pile Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker’s Isle Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the pretty things in life, props is a true thug’s wife It’s like a cycle, niggaz come home, some’ll go in Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable Guns salute life, rapidly, that’s the ritual” And Bizzy bone on notorious thugs Seven A.M. woke in the mornin' With Hen and caffine and green and nicotine No dough so pop a couple of doze Lil Ripsta, nigga Mista Clean Nigga Dean, deep in my temple and not to get Sentimentally sting, wit my Instrumelody, and heated Especially for your team And a forty-five indeed will beam In between the scenes destroy your dreams You willin' to die, we'll see How many flees when I 'cause the scene We mean mug, Mo Thugs Trained to be perfect, disciples When it's survival tongue, never double-edged sword Triple, six rivals spittin' fire This the real truth, bitch Breakin' out for lies My Messiahs better be ready for Armageddeon shit's expired It's wild, bless the child The one that became a man Put in positions off in the Claire All that I had to do was stare Test me now, contender never no surrender no pretend Pick up my pen, in my hand One of my trusted friend friend, hey Open it let's see if we're real, we all suited Beg my pardon to Martin Baby we ain't marchin we shootin' In daily recruitin' there's a tough law Everyday in the ghetto We start 'em off little we give 'em a bottle And a pen and a pad to hit the label kick it Beast |
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Az - Rather Unique whole song is pretty sick.
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props. didnt see that coming |
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_YZuCdS5_t0
AZ was one of the favorites. I remember liking benefit as well. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X6LBgZmrk7E Another favorite. |
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poet laureate ii
that nas verse is stellar but when I get into it he has a dozen that come to mind. |
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Benefit was dope asf. I can’t find any of his new shit
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That verse is fuego |
i used to post at benefit's message board back in the gap
cant remember what it was called..but yheah he had that mario song lol mannn "proceed w/ caution" was my shit |
but to stay relevant
canibus' verse on Beasts from the East still gives me Nostalgia to this day |
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Kanye - Never Let You Down
I get down for my grandfather who took my momma Made her sit that seat where white folks ain't want us to eat At the tender age of 6 she was arrested for the sit in With that in my blood I was born to be different Now niggas can't make it to ballots to choose leadership But we can make it to Jacob and to the dealership That's why I hear new music And I just don't be feeling it Racism still alive they just be concealing it But I know they don't want me in the damn club They even made me show I.D. to get inside of Sam's club I did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed Swear I've been baptised at least 3 or 4 times But in the land where niggas praise Yukons and getting paid It gon' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved Like it take a lot more than do-rags to get your waves Nothing sadder than that day my girl father passed away So I promised to Mr Rany I'm gonna marry your daughter And you know I gotta thank you for they way that she was brought up And I know that you were smiling when you see that car I bought her And you sent tears from heaven when you seen my car get balled up But I can't complain what the accident did to my Left Eye 'cause look what an accident did to Left Eye First Aaliyah and now Romeo must die I know I got angels watching me from the other side Jay Electronica - Better In Tune W/ The Infinite It's frustratin' when you just can't express yourself And it's hard to trust enough to undress yourself To stand exposed and naked, in a world full of hatred Where the sick thoughts of mankind control all the sacred I pause, take a step back, record all the setbacks Fast forward towards the stars in the jetpack My feet might fail me, my heart might ail me The synagogues of Satan might accuse or jail me Strip, crown, nail me, brimstone hail me They might defeat the flesh but they could never ever kill me They might can feel the music but could never ever feel me To the lawyers, to the sheriffs, to the judges To the debt holders and the law makers Fuck you, sue me, bill me That name on that birth certificate, that ain't the real me The lies can't conceal me The sun rise and the moon tides and the sky's gon' reveal me My brain pours water out my tear ducts to heal me My Lord's too beneficent The message grab a hold to every ear it get whispered in The waters in the bayous of New Orleans still glistenin' The universe is listenin', be careful what you say in it My grandma told me every bed a nigga make, he lay in it The church you go to pray in it, the work is on the outside Staring out the windows is for love songs and house flies |
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Unless you're referring too newer then what was posted then yes, I know. If something recent in the last decade then no, haven't heard. |
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Dope, going to listen after I get this 16 month old down for a nap.
Good looks. |
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