Whuts The most creative quote ever on cd???
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how about this messy line??????
When I see you, it's ICU, and when this choppa let loose nigga I SEE YOU!!!!!
lil flip has some tight lines too
I'm lil flip and i'm all about stock exchange, you say you got a million (dollars) nigga?, that's pocket change
esham....
I'm the E to the S to the H A M, and i heard you tell somebody you was hatin him, for the simple fact that you can't relate to him, niggas cash come quicker than an ATM/
there were also some very tight punchlines in SEAN t's contest on raptalk if y'all didn't see those
When I see you, it's ICU, and when this choppa let loose nigga I SEE YOU!!!!!
lil flip has some tight lines too
I'm lil flip and i'm all about stock exchange, you say you got a million (dollars) nigga?, that's pocket change
esham....
I'm the E to the S to the H A M, and i heard you tell somebody you was hatin him, for the simple fact that you can't relate to him, niggas cash come quicker than an ATM/
there were also some very tight punchlines in SEAN t's contest on raptalk if y'all didn't see those
"take 7 mc's put'em in a line,
& take 7 more mc's that think they can rhyme,
but it'll take 7 more b4 i go fa mine
now thats 21 mc's ate at the same time"Rakim "Check out my melody".
www.soundclick.com/heatervilletracks
& take 7 more mc's that think they can rhyme,
but it'll take 7 more b4 i go fa mine
now thats 21 mc's ate at the same time"Rakim "Check out my melody".
www.soundclick.com/heatervilletracks
Maestro Fresh Wes
Singapore slasher my dialogue brings disaster
Rhyme master I'm the before and the after
Trail with the blazer alpha and omega
Cerwin vega hell raiser bout to craze ya
Bringing frost to ya tundra acu to your puncture
Spit thunder what da bumba you can stop the thunder
Any man trying to know me must be ready to die
Like nimrod shooting arrows to the heavenly skies
I seduce you with flava kill your crew like euthanasia
Don't believe as the youth in Asia
My dialog attracts many listeners Israelites Hari Krishnas
Maestro glycerin blown up your transistors
Still I'm innovative and syncopated
Holy water dolo, maes and cinco sprayed it nickel plated
Singapore slasher my dialogue brings disaster
Rhyme master I'm the before and the after
Trail with the blazer alpha and omega
Cerwin vega hell raiser bout to craze ya
Bringing frost to ya tundra acu to your puncture
Spit thunder what da bumba you can stop the thunder
Any man trying to know me must be ready to die
Like nimrod shooting arrows to the heavenly skies
I seduce you with flava kill your crew like euthanasia
Don't believe as the youth in Asia
My dialog attracts many listeners Israelites Hari Krishnas
Maestro glycerin blown up your transistors
Still I'm innovative and syncopated
Holy water dolo, maes and cinco sprayed it nickel plated
"you aint a leader what? nobody followed you//you was never shit your mother shoulda swallowed you//"---BIG L 1998 Freestyle
"Ask bevis i get nuthyn but head"--BIG L 1998 Freestyle
"South Texas Muh fucka thats where i stay//gettin money from ya bitches every goddamn day"--Pimp C MURDER
"25 lighters on my dresser yessirrrrr//i gots to get paid"--Fat Pat 25 Lighters
"Ask bevis i get nuthyn but head"--BIG L 1998 Freestyle
"South Texas Muh fucka thats where i stay//gettin money from ya bitches every goddamn day"--Pimp C MURDER
"25 lighters on my dresser yessirrrrr//i gots to get paid"--Fat Pat 25 Lighters
Canibus brings the sickest drama,
fierce enough to pierce the thickest armor
I smack bitches who try to suck dick through a condom
Playing with the mic is something I wont do
my only concern when I approach you, is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you standing close to
and make every man in your crew deny that he knows you
defeating, niggas like Segal Steven,
putting Emcees in, positions to prevent 'em from breathing
I'll make you question any and everything you've ever believed in
by peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers,
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
against the mutha fuckin wall with these raw lyrics I catapult
None of ya'll got the balls big enough to battle,
I go On & On like Erika Badu
a hundred times nicer than the best there is
twice as African as KRS is, who wanna test this
Fuck yall you dont impress me and no one can test me
An Emcee so ill, I got AIDS scared to catch me
All that shit you poppin will stop, when I put you in a headlock,
and apply pressure until I crush your mutha fuckin noggin
I grab mics and push niggas to the left
so fast their hearts end up on the right side of their chests
My hypothesis, is that nobody can see this
lyrical genius, I got it sown like a seamstress
But if you want to battle, I'm down,
If you got nine lives, I'll take eight of them off your hands right now
Step up and get your neck cut from ear to ear
If you survive, then you can cover your scar with a beard
I'm the illest from Queens to the new Jerusalem briddicks
anyone who aint feeling my shidick can suck my didick
You need to quit it, if you aint spitten
more than 50 bars per minute cause you aint in lyrical fitness
kickin' boring raps with metaphors that's wack
all of ya'll mutha fuckas need NordicTrack
to get ya weight up, fuckin with Canibus you get ate up
get beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my name up
been rockin longer than niggas twice my age
back in the days before Bob Marley was rockin a fade
before Honest Abe signed the paper that freed slaves
before Neanderthals was drawing on walls in caves
I existed, in the garden of Eden gettin lifted
stickin dick to Eve before she was Adams mistress
Before Christ created Christmas, I been in lyrical fitness
The Canibus is spitten till' he's spitless
50 bars of total sickness, you wont forget this
I'm puttin' every wack Emcee alive on my shit list
verbally vicious, tele-connectically gifted
took you a minute, to exhibit that I'm sick wit it
Now you tell me who you think is damaging shit
going once, going twice
Sold to that nigga name Canibus
Me and Mr.Cheeks, A-Plus, and Funk Doctor
hopping out the Hue helicopter to suey chop ya
fierce enough to pierce the thickest armor
I smack bitches who try to suck dick through a condom
Playing with the mic is something I wont do
my only concern when I approach you, is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you standing close to
and make every man in your crew deny that he knows you
defeating, niggas like Segal Steven,
putting Emcees in, positions to prevent 'em from breathing
I'll make you question any and everything you've ever believed in
by peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers,
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
against the mutha fuckin wall with these raw lyrics I catapult
None of ya'll got the balls big enough to battle,
I go On & On like Erika Badu
a hundred times nicer than the best there is
twice as African as KRS is, who wanna test this
Fuck yall you dont impress me and no one can test me
An Emcee so ill, I got AIDS scared to catch me
All that shit you poppin will stop, when I put you in a headlock,
and apply pressure until I crush your mutha fuckin noggin
I grab mics and push niggas to the left
so fast their hearts end up on the right side of their chests
My hypothesis, is that nobody can see this
lyrical genius, I got it sown like a seamstress
But if you want to battle, I'm down,
If you got nine lives, I'll take eight of them off your hands right now
Step up and get your neck cut from ear to ear
If you survive, then you can cover your scar with a beard
I'm the illest from Queens to the new Jerusalem briddicks
anyone who aint feeling my shidick can suck my didick
You need to quit it, if you aint spitten
more than 50 bars per minute cause you aint in lyrical fitness
kickin' boring raps with metaphors that's wack
all of ya'll mutha fuckas need NordicTrack
to get ya weight up, fuckin with Canibus you get ate up
get beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my name up
been rockin longer than niggas twice my age
back in the days before Bob Marley was rockin a fade
before Honest Abe signed the paper that freed slaves
before Neanderthals was drawing on walls in caves
I existed, in the garden of Eden gettin lifted
stickin dick to Eve before she was Adams mistress
Before Christ created Christmas, I been in lyrical fitness
The Canibus is spitten till' he's spitless
50 bars of total sickness, you wont forget this
I'm puttin' every wack Emcee alive on my shit list
verbally vicious, tele-connectically gifted
took you a minute, to exhibit that I'm sick wit it
Now you tell me who you think is damaging shit
going once, going twice
Sold to that nigga name Canibus
Me and Mr.Cheeks, A-Plus, and Funk Doctor
hopping out the Hue helicopter to suey chop ya
Im reppin 9+1-8+5, 10 2 7 for you cats who aint math inclined- SavC
You supposed to be a millionaire, millions where? Tell me where, the kids'll care if I catch you there, the safe behind the picture bitch, get the picture bitch? and I aint talkin to be talkin, get the picture bitch!!!! Skip (On terrain Bo$$)
Chit chatter, muthafucka it really dont matter, niggas gettin beat like pancake batter, cracked like eggs, fried like pork, I got niggas runnin east, west, south, and north, like a compass, your life dont mean shit to me fuck it, mind full of hatred smokin chewy in a bucket- Dre Dog
Playin like you hard, catch you downtown Frisco, a hundred dudes on you jumpin off a cable car- Quinn
I cant remember the Big L line but its the best verse ever made, I think it was on the 97 freestyle, its something like...
Wuts the game without L? thats like china without rice.... and keeps goin, someone post it if u know it...
You supposed to be a millionaire, millions where? Tell me where, the kids'll care if I catch you there, the safe behind the picture bitch, get the picture bitch? and I aint talkin to be talkin, get the picture bitch!!!! Skip (On terrain Bo$$)
Chit chatter, muthafucka it really dont matter, niggas gettin beat like pancake batter, cracked like eggs, fried like pork, I got niggas runnin east, west, south, and north, like a compass, your life dont mean shit to me fuck it, mind full of hatred smokin chewy in a bucket- Dre Dog
Playin like you hard, catch you downtown Frisco, a hundred dudes on you jumpin off a cable car- Quinn
I cant remember the Big L line but its the best verse ever made, I think it was on the 97 freestyle, its something like...
Wuts the game without L? thats like china without rice.... and keeps goin, someone post it if u know it...
HERE IS THE BIG L FREESTYLE LINE YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT
You know nuttin about L, so don't doubt L
What's this motherfuckin rap game without L?
Yo, that's like jewels without ice
That's like china without rice
or the Holy Bible without Christ
or the Bulls without Mike
or crackheads without pipes
The Village without dykes
or hockey games without fights
Don't touch the mic if you unable to spit
Flamboyant is the label I'm with, motherfucker
You know nuttin about L, so don't doubt L
What's this motherfuckin rap game without L?
Yo, that's like jewels without ice
That's like china without rice
or the Holy Bible without Christ
or the Bulls without Mike
or crackheads without pipes
The Village without dykes
or hockey games without fights
Don't touch the mic if you unable to spit
Flamboyant is the label I'm with, motherfucker
"The Yonkers want 'No More Drama'...ask Mary" - Young Chris (dissin LOX)
"I'm like a bitch...got clips to hold my track down" - SP (Loose Cannons)
"I push purple like Barney and Grimace was shoving each other/
and
lick shots like tongue and barrel was loving each other" - Lil Rebel (Loose Cannons) ME
I'm straight gangsta...remember me well/ I'm known for having that crack like the liberty bell" - Lil Rebel (Loose Cannons) ME
"I'm like a bitch...got clips to hold my track down" - SP (Loose Cannons)
"I push purple like Barney and Grimace was shoving each other/
and
lick shots like tongue and barrel was loving each other" - Lil Rebel (Loose Cannons) ME
I'm straight gangsta...remember me well/ I'm known for having that crack like the liberty bell" - Lil Rebel (Loose Cannons) ME
Seagram - The Town
Whole track is full of these..
"..Rippin up shit fo' living downin u punks like turkey on thanksgiving.."
"..Im like McDonalds over twelve million niggas served.."
"..Handling more business than Wall Street Journal.."
"S to the E to the A to the u know.. rippin up shit like hurricane Hugo.."
Correct if something is wrong.. Coz english isn't my native language..
Whole track is full of these..
"..Rippin up shit fo' living downin u punks like turkey on thanksgiving.."
"..Im like McDonalds over twelve million niggas served.."
"..Handling more business than Wall Street Journal.."
"S to the E to the A to the u know.. rippin up shit like hurricane Hugo.."
Correct if something is wrong.. Coz english isn't my native language..
IVE ALWAYS LIKED THIS ONE
Artist: Big L
Album: The Big Picture
Song: Ebonics
FROM OHHLA.COM
Yo, pay attention
And listen real closely how I break this slang shit down
Check it, my weed smoke is my lye
A ki of coke is a pie
When I'm lifted, I'm high
With new clothes on, I'm fly
Cars is whips and sneakers is kicks
Money is chips, movies is flicks
Also, cribs is homes, jacks is pay phones
Cocaine is nose candy, cigarettes is bones
A radio is a box, a razor blade is a ox
Fat diamonds is rocks and jakes is cop
And if you got rubbed, you got stuck
You got shot, you got bucked
And if you got double-crossed, you got fucked
Your bankroll is your poke, a choke hold is a yoke
A kite is a note, a con is a okey doke
And if you got punched that mean you got snuffed
To clean is to buff, a bull scare is a strong bluff
I know you like the way I'm freakin' it
I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it
Chorus: repeat (2X)
"Speak with criminal slang" -Nas
That's just the way that I talk, yo
"Vocabulary spills, I'm ill" -Nas
Yo, yo
A burglary is a jook, a woof's a crook
Mobb Deep already explained the meanin' of shook
If you caught a felony, you caught a F
If you got killed, you got left
If you got the dragon, you got bad breath
If you 730, that mean you crazy
Hit me on the hip means page me
Angel dust is sherm, if you got AIDS, you got the germ
If a chick gave you a disease, then you got burned
Max mean to relax, guns and pistols is gats
Condoms is hats, critters is cracks
The food you eat is your grub
A victim's a mark
A sweat box is a small club, your tick is your heart
Your apartment is your pad
Your old man is your dad
The studio is the lab and heated is mad
I know you like the way I'm freakin' it
I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it
Chorus (2X)
The iron horse is the train and champaign is bubbly
A deuce is a honey that's ugly
If your girl is fine, she's a dime
A suit is a fine, jewelry is shine
If you in love, that mean you blind
Genuine is real, a face card is a hundred dollar bill
A very hard, long stare is a grill
If you sneakin' to go see a girl, that mean you creepin'
Smilin' is cheesin', bleedin' is leakin'
Beggin is bummin, if you nuttin you comin
Takin' orders is sunnin', an ounce of coke is a onion
A hotel's a telly, a cell phone's a celly
Jealous is jelly, your food box is your belly
To guerrilla mean to use physical force
You took a L, you took a loss
To show off mean floss, uh
I know you like the way I'm freakin' it
I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it
Chorus (2X)
Yeah, yeah
One love to my big brother, Big Lee
Holdin' it down
Yeah, Flamboyant for life
Yeah yeah, Flamboyant for life
Artist: Big L
Album: The Big Picture
Song: Ebonics
FROM OHHLA.COM
Yo, pay attention
And listen real closely how I break this slang shit down
Check it, my weed smoke is my lye
A ki of coke is a pie
When I'm lifted, I'm high
With new clothes on, I'm fly
Cars is whips and sneakers is kicks
Money is chips, movies is flicks
Also, cribs is homes, jacks is pay phones
Cocaine is nose candy, cigarettes is bones
A radio is a box, a razor blade is a ox
Fat diamonds is rocks and jakes is cop
And if you got rubbed, you got stuck
You got shot, you got bucked
And if you got double-crossed, you got fucked
Your bankroll is your poke, a choke hold is a yoke
A kite is a note, a con is a okey doke
And if you got punched that mean you got snuffed
To clean is to buff, a bull scare is a strong bluff
I know you like the way I'm freakin' it
I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it
Chorus: repeat (2X)
"Speak with criminal slang" -Nas
That's just the way that I talk, yo
"Vocabulary spills, I'm ill" -Nas
Yo, yo
A burglary is a jook, a woof's a crook
Mobb Deep already explained the meanin' of shook
If you caught a felony, you caught a F
If you got killed, you got left
If you got the dragon, you got bad breath
If you 730, that mean you crazy
Hit me on the hip means page me
Angel dust is sherm, if you got AIDS, you got the germ
If a chick gave you a disease, then you got burned
Max mean to relax, guns and pistols is gats
Condoms is hats, critters is cracks
The food you eat is your grub
A victim's a mark
A sweat box is a small club, your tick is your heart
Your apartment is your pad
Your old man is your dad
The studio is the lab and heated is mad
I know you like the way I'm freakin' it
I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it
Chorus (2X)
The iron horse is the train and champaign is bubbly
A deuce is a honey that's ugly
If your girl is fine, she's a dime
A suit is a fine, jewelry is shine
If you in love, that mean you blind
Genuine is real, a face card is a hundred dollar bill
A very hard, long stare is a grill
If you sneakin' to go see a girl, that mean you creepin'
Smilin' is cheesin', bleedin' is leakin'
Beggin is bummin, if you nuttin you comin
Takin' orders is sunnin', an ounce of coke is a onion
A hotel's a telly, a cell phone's a celly
Jealous is jelly, your food box is your belly
To guerrilla mean to use physical force
You took a L, you took a loss
To show off mean floss, uh
I know you like the way I'm freakin' it
I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it
Chorus (2X)
Yeah, yeah
One love to my big brother, Big Lee
Holdin' it down
Yeah, Flamboyant for life
Yeah yeah, Flamboyant for life