favorite line from a rap song?

[chromesquared]

Nice to see some heads know whats up with Crooked, and that Canibus line is way too similar to the Crooked line, wonder who spit it first...

I'm lookin for some more Chino XL shit, more to come!

[gfunkdocta]

weezy:

and here's my most funniest joke, i'm broke

i'm heartless and iced out see, i got an icebox where my heart used to be

[domdomdomdom]

Best lines in hip-hop for me (inspectah deck opening verse in triumph):

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies

and hypotheses can't define how I be droppin these

mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery

Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me

Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits

tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics

I inspect view through the future see millenium

Killa Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum

Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics

Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths

Black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in

Rumblein patrolmen tear gas laced the function

Heads by the score take flight incite a war

Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more

Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly

Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi

Stomp grounds I pound footprints in solid rock

Wu got it locked, Performin live on you hottest block

[ericdw]

Immortal Technique - Creation and Destruction

"You don't want beef with people like me so don't pretend

I'll resurrect your aborted baby and kill it again

You get no props in hip-hop like feminine men

I'm iller than any plague God gave Moses to send

You wanna make amends, 'cause I'm the reason that the earth shakes

Burying your fam like Central American earthquakes"

and of course:

"stop collaborate and listen"

[Guest DUM]

definitely the clipse from earlier

"lost souls and I'm their Jesus"

some of my faves:

"and the whole byrd gang's in here,

like kurt cobain was here, yeah yeah yeah yeah" - Juelz

"rock you in your face stab your brain with your nosebone" - Prodigy

"I come from the illest part of the western hemisphere,

so if you into sightseeing dont visit here,

it's somewhere between jersey and delaware,

philly never scared and them niggas aint timid there" - Black Thought

"the mouthpiece you left home,

the taste of your own blood" - Dead Prez (much better in the context of the song)

"bottoms up sunshine, love potion number 9" - camp lo

[aziz]

^ Word to Camp Lo......

Intro:

This is it (What?!)

Luchini pourin' from the sky

Lets get rich (What?!)

The cheeky vines

The sugar dimes

Cant quit (What?!)

Now pop the cork and steam the vega

And get lit (What?! What?! What?!)

Verse One:

Introducin' phantom of the dark

Walk through my heaven with levitation

From efficient

and these leathers showboatin with Rugars

Flash vines Belafonte vigga

Lets get for what it's worth

As we confiscate your figgas

...continued.

[domdomdomdom]

more camp lo:

Avoid the penal in jeopardy with no ammo to blow

But me and my a-c goin' out in less than zero, oh no

Now here come the crooks

Paradin' by storm with the luegers and oar

We conquer ground as usual

Lo empire can never fall

yeah

[Guest itsmeJT]

Dizzee: Who’s that who’s that who’s that…?

Girl: The dopest, flyest OG pimp hustler, gangster player hardcore motherfucker living today. To be honest I’m totally and completely on his dick.

And you know this…man!

Verse 1:

It’s the return of Dizzee Rascal…..Dem bwoi nah ready yet trend they could never set. Silence silence silence dat. stop that start that get that. Yeah you know, Going on dirty going on stank. Yo

Roll deep with these, put these MC’s on deep freeze,

Hit these Whitney’s and rip these, I’m like Busta we flip these, So Please

Don’t rap with these, fearless, angry, sick MC’s

Don’t like Christine’s or Britney’s, Lala’s or Tinky Winky’s

And this one strictly for pickneys Old school afro dry white beats

Barclays Halifax we stick these, Endless gunshots we lick these

Trick these CID’s with ease, touch mic MC’s jump like fleas

Playa haters get chopped like trees, other boy rascals to other boy miseries

Chorus:

It seems to be cars, (and) cash (and) girls (and) peds, and manners on the flames better keep your eye out for them feds

It seems to be phones (and) bling (and) raves (and) weed-pay up what you owe or else them boys will make you bleed

It seems to be DJ’s, (and) MC’s, (and) Gold rings, (and) Nikes we roll deep for the money we don’t want no technicalities

It seems to be love (and) war (and) hate (and) life-harsh life, hustle life, thug life, street life!

Verse 2

So far from clean, play kiss chase with your aunt Maureen

Get rhymes get heard get seen Dizzee run tings like Idi Amin

Keep vigilant keep on guard, we chuck grenades at Scotland Yard

Retard get kicked hard real hard, leave death threats in your birthday card.

“O my days what is he like?†Dizzee.com Dizzee.bust mic

World wide web./east end, Dizzee.com jack your girlfriend!

Co.uk at the stopper, Bare-foot Pimp\.holler

Frank Frasier .lyrical tank, Dizzee.com/going on stank

Chorus:

It seems to be cars, (and) cash (and) girls (and) peds, and manners on the flames better keep your eye out for them feds

It seems to be phones (and) bling (and) raves (and) weed-pay up what you owe or else them boys will make you bleed

It seems to be DJ’s, (and) MC’s, (and) Gold rings, (and) Nikes we roll deep for the money we don’t want no technicalities

It seems to be love (and) war (and) hate (and) life-harsh life, hustle life, thug life, street life!

Verse 3

Ding dong, its on, fake MC’s wanna sing my song

Wanna test hurry up bring it on; wanna take me for a mong? (Nar that’s wrong)

Hit ‘em with the Jeet Kun Do, like he don't know leave bullet holes in your moschinos clothes

Hot like where the weed grows, carry condoms for the hoes

Back front inside out, Dizzee got the floor to make a boy while out

Six foot deep you could never climb out, I smoke the weed till my mum finds out

Front back outside in, bare-foot kids sipping on ginseng

Love making? Nah doggy-styling, in a dark park on a dark evening.

Chorus:

It seems to be cars, (and) cash (and) girls (and) peds, and manners on the flames better keep your eyes out for them feds

It seems to be phones (and) bling (and) raves (and) weed-pay up what you owe or else them boys will make you bleed

It seems to be DJ’s, (and) MC’s, (and) Gold rings, (and) Nikes we roll deep for the money we don’t want no technicalities

It seems to be love (and) war (and) hate (and) life-harsh life, hustle life, thug life, street life!

(i have the feeling that you like me)

american music is shit

[ThugLife]

i think immortal technique is way over rated.

his flows are not that great and hes a megalomaniac.

well here are some of my favorite lines.

Geto Boys-Damn It Feels Good to Be A Gangsta

"And everythings cool in the mind of a gangsta

Cuz gangsta-ass niggas think deep

Up three-sixty-five a year 24/7

Cuz real gangsta ass niggas dont sleep

And all I gotta say to you

Wannabe, gonnabe, cocksuckin, pussy-eatin prankstas

Cuz when the fry dies down what the fuck you gonna do

Damn it feels good to be a gangsta"

RJD2- FHH

"Keep tryna keep it real by keepin' it raw

While half of y'all still be keepin' it flaw

And all the real heads scream "FUCK HIP HOP!"

Until this mediocre bullshit stops"

[ProfMonnitoff]

RJD2- FHH

"Keep tryna keep it real by keepin' it raw

While half of y'all still be keepin' it flaw

And all the real heads scream "FUCK HIP HOP!"

Until this mediocre bullshit stops"

That track is great

With battle I'll crack all your gear and all your wack raps

You can't be saved by your babbling or your backpack

Doing it for the love is great but you fake

And putting your shit out is a mistake nobody wants to make

So what the fuck is your definition of underground?

Depressing beats and bleak cats who love the sound

Well I ain't part of that, I'm tired of rapper's garbage

I'm the part of the underground who only feels the raw shit

And I can take a nigga out regardless

You can bring your hardest artists and I'll make 'em heartless

[Guest DUM]

Don't LOTS of rappers suffer from megalomania...right?

I love it.

[RAISED BY WOLVES]

This how it went down...

I had to undergo therapy, not surgery

the nigga wetted me but, he didn't murder me

dun, I survived

he thought that I died

now it's time to throw the nine clip in, mission revenge

once was friends, now that shit's dead

that stupid muthafucka shoulda shot me in the head

so I went to Brooklyn and met with Dread

and told Dread, I want the pussy clot shot dead

that nigga started a war fuckin with me yo

hit me with a four-four and jetted with a kilo

he hit me in the chest

lucky I was wearing a vest, but the impact hurt my fuckin flesh

right after he left, I noticed I was bleeding by my neck

and I was type-scared to death

yo, I blacked out

I woke up, my man had the mac out

said we gonna get the nigga back no doubt

he told me to rest

I seen my nigga standing at the door with a tec

in case a muthafucker flex

I told him how the muthafuckin kid co-flipped

and he said parlay son, payback's a bitch

yo, shit is real, I feel better

word out on the street is that a four-four cant stop Mega

the nigga musta heard I didnt die, son he hidin'

I snatched up his man inside a van and started drivin'

his man started dymin'

said the nigga drivin' in 735 and he knows where to find him

cool, tell my man to drop the kid off

soon as we hit the next dark block, blew his fuckin wig off

now that's one down, one nigga to go

just drive slow so we dont have to worry 'bout five-o

now it's time to get even,

we in, five jeeps deep with the mad heat and schemin'

oh shit, I see him, he gettin out the seven

my man started wetting at the nigga with a mac-11

I specialize in war

now it's time to blow him, I'ma show him how to use a fuckin four-four

I said "yo son, ya games over"

I let off, and yo my shit was spittin fire like a flamethrower

he started wettin back

I caught him in his fuckin back

when he flung, I think his lungs collapsed

he just a dead man walking

ay yo, fuck that shit....

I'm through talking

(gunshot)

[Sayword]

MY WORDS BURN THROUGH YOUR EXTERIOR, AND EAT AWAY AT YOUR INTERIOR, I'M SUPERIOR

(caps)

[domdomdomdom]

i think immortal technique is way over rated.

his flows are not that great and hes a megalomaniac.

Immortal Technique lines I like:

get the picture nigga, I'm the best of both worlds

without the hidden camera, and the 12 year old girl

at stage at your basics, you aren't half the man that I am

I throw your gang sign up, and then I'll spit on my hand

give me a hundred grand, give me your watch, give me your chain

that's your girl, bitch get over here, give me some brain

I'll bust of on her face, and right after the segment

she'll propably rub it in her pussy, trying to get herself pregnant

[Guest thesnow]

Nas - Undying Love

if uve heard this song then you'll know the flow is seamless and its a masterpiece

[thomas_highstreet]

my mum said im slackin

when will i get back to rackin

back to grime back to back to backin

[RAISED BY WOLVES]

I wrote this bar at midnight 07 january 1st / I learned to drive manually first / me and my sound we were angry first / if shots are getting buss I'm like 'can we first?'"

[youth_culture]

"I wanna bigger than Jesus and bigger than wrestling, / bigger than the Beatles and bigger than breast implants. / I'm gonna be the biggest thing to hit these little kids. /

Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes."

- Atmosphere, "Guns & Cigarettes"

[STC]

"i could say dont rhyme, and its gon rhyme"-lil wayne.

[EvilFront]

Then bounce to the Phillipines and get mo' head than guillotines

Boy, life ain't nothin but fat checks and head sex

So I'ma get mobile, stay global like FedEx

Im as fly as the wings on a hummingbird.

[SOLISTIK]

I keep the boosters boostin, I get computers putin, ya’ll get shot at call me I do the shootin.â€

My favorite line as well, that or "getting jiggy wit' it."

[Mr Waffles]

When I was in 5th grade, gettin jiggy with it was in heavy fucking rotation

Come on its a classic

"The remix with me up on it, I copped your shit now i break weed up on it."

Jadakiss - made you look remix

[Bona Drag]

fifth grade?

damn you makin me feel old and shit

[Mr Waffles]

In the (super)future i will be more sensative about making you old people feel old.

[Addicted 2 Fresh]

as red as my eyes get, i still rock the fly shit.

[axtsang]

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)

...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh

Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga

Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh

We'll miss you, Biggie...

[beatle]

Shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk!

Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk

but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you

cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too

Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now

Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

[chantheman]

"They say you can't turn a bad girl good

But once a good girl's goin bad, she's gone forever.." - Jay-Z

[Relish]

Not sure if people said these but best weezy lines ever!

LIL WAYNE:

"I know the game is crazy, It's more crazy than it's ever been! I'm married to that crazy bitch call me kevin federlin'! HAHAHA

"Fresh outta christina, But I got that brittney spears. Ya diiig?"

[GoodHustle]

They heard about the Rolex's and the Lexus

wit the Texas license plate outta state

they heard about the pounds

you got down in Georgetown

now they heard you got half of Virginia locked down

they even heard about the crib

you bought your moms out in Florida

the fifth corridor....

Call the coroner

there's gonna be alot of slow singin

and flower bringin

if my burgular alarm starts ringin

whatcha think all the guns is for?

all purpose war got the rottweilers by the door

and I feed em gun powder so they can devour

The criminals tryin to drop my decimals

DAMN.. niggaz wanna stick me for my C.R.E.A.M.

and in a dream things ain't always how it seems

It's the ones that smoke blunts witcha

see your picture, now they wanna

grab they guns and come and getcha

Betcha Biggie won't slip

I got the calico with the black talions loaded in the clip

So I can rip through the ligaments

Put they bodies in a bad prediciment

where all the foul niggas went

Touch my cheddar, feel my Beretta

Buck with what I had you with

you motherfuckers betta duck

I leave stains on blood of what remains

Had to jack-it, he had a gun he should've packed it

Cocked it, extra clips in my pocket

so I can reload and explode down ya asshole

I fuck around and get hardcore, C-4 to ya door no beef no more

Feel the rush, scandalous

The more weed smoke I puff, the more dangerous

I dont give a fuck about you or your weak crew

What you gonna do when Big Poppa comes for you

Start runnin, nigga I bust my gun in

Hold on I hear somebody comin...