this 1n goes out 2 all my b-boys and girls out there...what's the illest rap verse u can thik of from ya favorite emceee? i'll start with...

visit to the city of mecca visit medina
visions of nefertitti and i seen her
my mind keeps travelin i'll be right back after i stop and think
of the brothers and sisters in africa-rakim

now peter piper picked peppers and run rocked rhymes
and 50 cent will write a lil but i pop nines-50 cent

Weeelll this is a story all about how,
My life got flipped turned upside down...

"while they're treating our group like dirt
their whole fucking family is wearing our t-shirts"

-NWA (about the FBI)

I knew a dancer, her name was Kelly
Nickname Candy with a hoop through her belly
A tongue ring with a voice 2 sing
With a body like whooo, die peace, everything
See, I used 2 deliver pizza 2 her house
But 2night she said, "Yo, come in and chill out"
I came in, sat down, I was lookin' around
What I found, I found she was steppin' out her gown
I had 2 stop that girl in her tracks
I said let me tell U something 'bout a guy that rap
Yo, why buy U if he can just lease U
Why iron U if he can just crease U
Why try U if he won't breed U
Why drive through if he won't eat U
Why VIP U when he can nose bleed U
OK, stop cryin'
I'm sorry, I'll leave U (Bye)



Kidding.

Don'T . PUSH . mE . caUse . I'M
clOSE . tO . thE . EDGE!

Cat...we need u to rap, don't give it to us slow, cuz we know, u know

"Yo man, let's get outta here...word to ya mutha!"

not sure about an entire verse, but these lines stand out for me:

"so if you think that you can take Betty, like Kylie said, you'd be lucky lucky lucky"


from:


and the classic:

"you ain't no friend to me...you just an enemy"


from:

So many, but the one that I first remember repeating to myself:

Ricky, Ricky, Ricky
Can't you see?
Somehow your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your jazzy ways so
MC Rick my love is here to stay.

And on and on and on, she kept on
The bitch been around before my mother's born
I said, "Cheer up." I gave her a kiss
I said, "You can't have me. I'm too young for you, Miss."
She says, "No, you're not." Then she starts crying.
I says, "I'm nineteen. She says, "Stop lying."
I says, "I am, go ask my mother.
And with your wrinkled p*ssy, I can't be your loveeeer."

To the tick tock ya don't stop
To the tick tick and ya don't quit
Hit it!

That's when I fell in love with hip hop. Not just that verse, but the beatbox, too. Incredible.

**Post script - I started to fall out of love with hip hop right around the time of Snoop's remake. Just a coincidence, I'm sure.

(They're jinglin, baby) Go 'head, baby

nooow here's a lil story i got to tell
about three bad brothers i know so well
now this started way back in history
with mca ad rock and me mike d.....beastie boys-paul revere

and like the old saying goes
time goes on and everybody grows-2pac-if my homies call

when i drop this solo shit its over with
i bought cage's tape opened it then dubbed over it-eminem-role model

CinisterCee said:

Great one!

Make 'em, make 'em clap to this.

CinisterCee said:

i likes that. now check dis out....

people round town talkin this n that
'bout how we sound like the "r" and our music is wack
dropped the album "stricly business" and you thought we'd fold
30 days later the lp went gold so whatcha sayin?

"Beat biter dope style taker....tell you to ya face....you ain't nothin but a faker...."


"ya style is smooth even for a cheap mic...
ya shoulda won a prize as a Rakim sound-a-like...
heres a milkbone a sign of recognition...
listen close....
don't boast ya said ya wasn't braggin...
ya fuckin liar ya chasin a chuck wagon...."


MC Lyte's classic dedication to her then rival Antoinette "10% dis"

okay folks, no one gets out of here alive!
here is the one and only

-----
THE REVOLUTION WILL NOT BE TELEVISED
by Gil Scott Heron

You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip,
Skip out for beer during commercials,
Because the revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
thinner, because the revolution will not be televised, Brother.

There will be no pictures of you and Willie May
pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,
or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32
or report from 29 districts.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being
run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.
There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy
Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the proper occasion.

Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so damned relevant, and
women will not care if Dick finally gets down with
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock
news and no pictures of hairy armed women
liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb,
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdink, or the Rare Earth.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be right back after a message
bout a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a dove in your
bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.
The revolution will put you in the driver's seat.

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;

The revolution will be live.

SenseOfDoubt said:

I'll tag that with a bit of When The Revolution Comes...

When the revolution comes
some of us will catch it on TV
with chicken hanging from our mouths

You'll know it's revolution
because there won't be no commercials
when the revolution comes

...The Last Poets


tA

Tribal Disorder

http://www.soundclick.com...dID=182431

A couple that stick...

Stop whatcha doin' cause I'm about to ruin the image and the style that ya used to.


I got a letter from the government
The other day
I opened and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me given' a damn - I said never
Here is a land that never gave a damn
About a brother like me and myself
Because they never did
I wasn't wit' it, but just that very minute...
It occured to me
The suckers had authority


tA

Tribal Disorder

http://www.soundclick.com...dID=182431

theAudience said:

The Humpty Dance is very memorable song.

lilgish said:

I like the fact that it took what was the "official" rap look/posture and turned it on its ear.


tA

Tribal Disorder

http://www.soundclick.com...dID=182431

"I'm go get my chief on while she suck my ding dong

Eyes like a ching-chong hard on like King Kong

I'm go get my chief on while she suck my ding dong

Eyes like a ching-chong Hard on like King Kong

Put your dick in her mouth give me head til I'm dead

Put your dick in her mouth give me head 'til I'm dead

Put your dick in her mouth give me head til I'm dead"


Well it's not a verse, it's more of a chorus but still genius and absolutely amazing dears.

From "Throw The P" which was the answer to "Throw The Dick".....

If you got a big dick and you wanna do it right just pull the skin back and we can fuck all night.

SenseOfDoubt said:

I am by no means an expert on rap, but I love this! Fantastic album throughout.

WITH NO SHOE STRINGS IN THEM
I DID NOT WIN THEM
I BOUGHT THEM OF THE AISLE WITH MY BLACK LEE DENIMS
I LIKE TO SPORT THEM
THAT'S WHY I BOUGHT THEM
A SUCKA TRIED TO STEAL 'EM, SO I CAUGHT HIM AND FOUGHT HIM
AND I WALK DOWN STREET, AND RAP TO THE BEAT
WITH LEES ON MY LEGS, AND ADIDAS ON MY FEET!

RUN DMC!

debbiedean2 said:

ahhhh bust this.....

i couldnt wait to demonstrate
all the super def rhymes that i create
i'm a wizard of the word that's what you heard
and anything else is quite absurd

Missy Elliott makes me laugh the hardest:

If you're a fly gyal, then get your nose done
Get a pedicure, get your hair did
Boy lift it up, lets make a toasta
Lets get drunk, its gon bring us closa
Don't I look like a HalleBerry posta?
See dem Belvedere playin tricks on ya
Girlfriend wanna be like me neva
You won't find a bitch that's even betta
I make it hot as Las Vegasweatha
Listen up close while I take you back
I'm not a prostitute but I can give you whatchu want
I love your braids and your mouth full of fonts [?]
Love the way my ass bump bump bump bump bump bump
Keep your eyes on my bump bump bump bump bump
And think you can handle this ga-dunk ga-dunk dunk
Take my thong off and my ass go boom
Cut the lights off so you see what I can do

Aserejé ja de jé de jebe tu de jebere
Sebiunouva majabi an de bugui an de buididipí

or, in English if you prefer:

I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie
to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop
the rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie
to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat