Hottest verse in Bay history?
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verse 1
how come my momma's still locked in the pen
24 years livin in hell, my life ain't a fairy tale.. today,
i ain't feelin' very well, i'm stressed
momma callin collect remindin' me i'm blessed
my mind is free, but man they got my heart in the pen
pick up my notebook then put my heart in the pen
i'm in the wind gotta find another place to live
why everybody so selfish and they hate to give
how come me and my baby momma can't make a mend
how come we control the block and it ain't safe for our kids
see i'm a give it to you straight up,
some times i hate to wake up
the police came through and tore our whole place up
lookin for the drugs and snatched the phone out
before they found out they was raidin' the wrong house
another day in the ghetto, another story is told
another small dispute, my homie is gone
i'm on me knees often,
i'm hopin' i don't see a coffin
before i make a difference, there's more to it then ballin
lord i'm callin, i know i got the right number
so pick up and holla
we goin' need you this summer
chorus...
verse 2
i woke up this mornin wantin' to kill the president
for the way he got my niggaz livin' up in my residence
smoke the first lady and don't leave no evidence
in the ghetto we starvin, it ain't no new developments
in my hood they sentence niggaz to life for sellin' bricks
they used to have paper, now they workin' for 11 cents
my gat is unregistered so is my vote status
the lyrics that i spit turn niggaz to dope addicts
they fiend for the real like i fiend for a mill
my family gotta eat, hurry up and give me a deal
lace the track then return right back to the battlefield
playin my position and scopin' the opposition
there's a few more things that i should mention
my crew on a mission refusing to listen
could end up as a lynchin
i'm a rebel on the turf
totin' metal in my shirt
even the hardest niggaz still get they feelings hurt
chorus x2...
somebody gotta explain why we ain't got shit
trapped in the gutter all we know is this block shit
the fast life, it's like we never had life
the only future that i see is from last night
these rhymes is the only thing i got left
and i'm a rep for my niggaz long as i got breath
and when i pass on homie just remember my name
and don't be stingy with the hennessey
we still in the game
Vellquan - Still in the Game.... off that Thizz Nation Vol. 2
Yeah, I know that's two verses... the whole track, but he spit it on some real shit right there.. on some Pac shit. There's way more sick shit out there just depends on what kind of verse or track.
how come my momma's still locked in the pen
24 years livin in hell, my life ain't a fairy tale.. today,
i ain't feelin' very well, i'm stressed
momma callin collect remindin' me i'm blessed
my mind is free, but man they got my heart in the pen
pick up my notebook then put my heart in the pen
i'm in the wind gotta find another place to live
why everybody so selfish and they hate to give
how come me and my baby momma can't make a mend
how come we control the block and it ain't safe for our kids
see i'm a give it to you straight up,
some times i hate to wake up
the police came through and tore our whole place up
lookin for the drugs and snatched the phone out
before they found out they was raidin' the wrong house
another day in the ghetto, another story is told
another small dispute, my homie is gone
i'm on me knees often,
i'm hopin' i don't see a coffin
before i make a difference, there's more to it then ballin
lord i'm callin, i know i got the right number
so pick up and holla
we goin' need you this summer
chorus...
verse 2
i woke up this mornin wantin' to kill the president
for the way he got my niggaz livin' up in my residence
smoke the first lady and don't leave no evidence
in the ghetto we starvin, it ain't no new developments
in my hood they sentence niggaz to life for sellin' bricks
they used to have paper, now they workin' for 11 cents
my gat is unregistered so is my vote status
the lyrics that i spit turn niggaz to dope addicts
they fiend for the real like i fiend for a mill
my family gotta eat, hurry up and give me a deal
lace the track then return right back to the battlefield
playin my position and scopin' the opposition
there's a few more things that i should mention
my crew on a mission refusing to listen
could end up as a lynchin
i'm a rebel on the turf
totin' metal in my shirt
even the hardest niggaz still get they feelings hurt
chorus x2...
somebody gotta explain why we ain't got shit
trapped in the gutter all we know is this block shit
the fast life, it's like we never had life
the only future that i see is from last night
these rhymes is the only thing i got left
and i'm a rep for my niggaz long as i got breath
and when i pass on homie just remember my name
and don't be stingy with the hennessey
we still in the game
Vellquan - Still in the Game.... off that Thizz Nation Vol. 2
Yeah, I know that's two verses... the whole track, but he spit it on some real shit right there.. on some Pac shit. There's way more sick shit out there just depends on what kind of verse or track.
rap 4 free? nigga fuk da hype
u gotta pay me just 2 breathe on da mic!
high, higher than a dark cloud hella disrespectful all up in the party talkin loud!
systemized, a triple striker when i was born my mama & daddy shoulda named me isiah cuz im a rider!
soul survivor, hill sider, hill sider!1300 block magazine street narcotic 11/5 hop & heroin provider
im vicious mean muggin & maddoggin niggas like the, like the grinch who stole christmas
i like 2 finger fuck bitches at the clubs take em home & get rug burns on my nuts!
stuck! gordons gin & donald duck
nut! all on her spine & on her butt
fuck! major clientle then i pass it 2 my nigga jayo!!
u gotta pay me just 2 breathe on da mic!
high, higher than a dark cloud hella disrespectful all up in the party talkin loud!
systemized, a triple striker when i was born my mama & daddy shoulda named me isiah cuz im a rider!
soul survivor, hill sider, hill sider!1300 block magazine street narcotic 11/5 hop & heroin provider
im vicious mean muggin & maddoggin niggas like the, like the grinch who stole christmas
i like 2 finger fuck bitches at the clubs take em home & get rug burns on my nuts!
stuck! gordons gin & donald duck
nut! all on her spine & on her butt
fuck! major clientle then i pass it 2 my nigga jayo!!
Aint nobody said mall's verse off pimp shit? dre ripped that shit over the phone, but mall str8 killed that shit.
"this is str8 from mall, fuck yall, sincerely. pimp shit"
40's verse off oh yeah is fuccin classic too.
"Crack yo peanut shell run up ya with the ruger
Smoke herb like a hippie, drink like a pirate"
This aint bay but luda's verse off bia bia is tight as fucc too
"I said its cool get at me, then my voice got raspy
cause i was smokin on some cali and my eyes dazed"
"this is str8 from mall, fuck yall, sincerely. pimp shit"
40's verse off oh yeah is fuccin classic too.
"Crack yo peanut shell run up ya with the ruger
Smoke herb like a hippie, drink like a pirate"
This aint bay but luda's verse off bia bia is tight as fucc too
"I said its cool get at me, then my voice got raspy
cause i was smokin on some cali and my eyes dazed"
yukmouth-revelations....PERIOD
this is the best verse by far.....
CLICKLINK>>>http://youtube.com/watch?v=d-UBU9u-nm4
this is the best verse by far.....
CLICKLINK>>>http://youtube.com/watch?v=d-UBU9u-nm4
I can't pick my fave yay verse, but I can pick my favorite Mac Dre verses...
-First verse on "The Game is Thick" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWuOgv1xEDk
-"Too Hard for the fuckin radio" especially
"A young brotha, kinda bone-skinny
I take a girl to the golden penny
Get romantic, just like I planned it
Then cut turf and leave the girl stranded
Is it hard becuz I just beat it?
Not really, that's what the girl needed
That's game, I thought that you knew this
Mack game, and mine is the smoothest
Like lotion I'm in motion
I'm a mack, I was a big ocean
But no matter what the fuck your name is
Nothin' nice is what my game is
18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though
And too hard for the fuckin' radio"
everyone on pimp shit is tight as fuck too
and i dunno "life's a bitch" is tight too.... and that verse where he's like "a bad bitch a bad bitch and a bad bitch"...... damn too many good verses
-First verse on "The Game is Thick" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWuOgv1xEDk
-"Too Hard for the fuckin radio" especially
"A young brotha, kinda bone-skinny
I take a girl to the golden penny
Get romantic, just like I planned it
Then cut turf and leave the girl stranded
Is it hard becuz I just beat it?
Not really, that's what the girl needed
That's game, I thought that you knew this
Mack game, and mine is the smoothest
Like lotion I'm in motion
I'm a mack, I was a big ocean
But no matter what the fuck your name is
Nothin' nice is what my game is
18, makin' raps 'til I'm 80 though
And too hard for the fuckin' radio"
everyone on pimp shit is tight as fuck too
and i dunno "life's a bitch" is tight too.... and that verse where he's like "a bad bitch a bad bitch and a bad bitch"...... damn too many good verses
