the illest open line in a rap?

[shabooyah1124]

Everyday Struggle

 

[trethousandgt]

another one of my favs,


You better check yo self before you wreck yo self
Cos I'm bad for your health, I come real stealth
Droppin bombs on ya moms, !%$% car alarms
Doin foul crime, I'm that %%*@% wit'cha Alpine
Sold it for a six-o, always let tricks know
And friends know, we got the indo
No I'm not a sucker, sittin in a House of Pain
And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya (Uh!)
Headbutt ya, you say you can't touch this
And I wouldn't touch ya, in fact mother**** ya
Here to let you know boy, oh boy
I make dough but don't call me DoughBoy
This ain't no %+!$+# motion picture
A guy or %+!@!-a, I'll get wit'cha
And hit ya, takin that yack to the neck
So you better run a check

 

[dc shoedon]

"Verbal Intercourse" Raekwon OB4CL, Nasir Jones opening verse:

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 n'z roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle
Holdin weed inside they p with they minds on the
pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle, n'z come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same %!$% again
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual

 

[dc shoedon]

AZ "New Life" Pieces of a Man album:

Play the game for my people stay in charge of your dreams
Keep your vision focused, get wise, and largen your cream
Marketin' schemes, so many in the dark that's unseen
Caught inbetween, perhaps rap was a fortunate thing
Forced to be keen, from hustlin', supportin' them fiends
Bustin' guns, I had no remorse as a teen
Rockin' birth stones, my first, get bent nurse the dome
It hurts to zone, now I realize I'm on this Earth alone
Time ticks, devilish minds design tricks, leave you blind quick
Cause you to die behind #**%, Math-e-matic
Master one twenty, I'm Asiatic
Amazed with magic, cuz it's illusions that made me savage
Life change once you establish the right game
Love the night rain, found a new way to fight pain
Clocks never stop, It's all a race to the top
Tryin' to freeze time, that's why I ice the face of my watch

 

[solewoman]

my fav:

I swear to God, it feel like every day is my birthday
Let the top down, California's my birthplace

Game's Pain

 

[codeivc]

Deck's triumph verse is def #1, but one that always got me is canibus from a+'s joint

Yo A+, __ the nonsense
i got the reinforcements to crush any enemies' offense
with 100,000 horsemen
the hardest m_____ on the market, right here
i complete in a minute what would take you a light year
extraterrestrial, biological, entities,
wit infinite energy, battlin for world supremecy
who wanna get touched? the can-i-bus will crush you
wit hard jigsaw puzzles and strong jaw muscles
ambushin mc's, jumpin out the trees
like vietnamese in fatigues, covered wit leaves
interrogating you wack mc's like MIB's
wit dark glasses, asking you to tell me exactly where the alien craft landed
by flashin, bright lights in your eyes wit them silver cannons
so when you arise, you can't recall or understand it
thats how the canibus keeps tabs on the planet
i use amnesia to neutralize public panic
and take advantage of opportunities to damage
i pierce your hear wit evil thoughts
the only thing faster than the speed of light, is the speed of dark
like the jaws of great white shark, i rip you apart
my state of the art, lyrical lasers is razor sharp
splatter the brain matter of my enemies
wit the same bullet trajectory that murdered john kennedy
in the back of his cranial cavity
which is actually what happens to any m___ for tryna battle me.

i know it says opening line, but i started typin the verse out.. and i just couldnt stop til it was over.

 

[the badgeman]

Here it is.
BAM.
And you say G**DAMN this is a dope jam.

 

[eyes of hazel]

Originally Posted by The Badgeman

Here it is.
BAM.
And you say G**DAMN this is a dope jam.

My top 5 dopest song/beat/lyrics/production/arrangement/significant content on a track EVER. STILL applies to every inner city today.

I remember I bought the "VHS" of P.E. at the Wiz and this video was on it. Song and video scared the living **@! out of my grandmother.

lol.

 

[the badgeman]

Originally Posted by eyes of hazel

Originally Posted by The Badgeman

Here it is.
BAM.
And you say G**DAMN this is a dope jam.

My top 5 dopest song/beat/lyrics/production/arrangement/significant content on a track EVER. STILL applies to every inner city today.

I remember I bought the "VHS" of P.E. at the Wiz and this video was on it. Song and video scared the living **@! out of my grandmother.

lol.

She wasn't down with PETV?

 

[pusha c]

NOTHING TOUCHES...

Originally Posted by Prodigy

I break bread, ribs, hundred doller bills

NOTHING! that joint changed my life!!!

 

[mytsharp]

Originally Posted by The Badgeman

Here it is.
BAM.
And you say G**DAMN this is a dope jam.

Goes so damn hard over that horn.

My-T.

 

[scott scotch]

Prodigy- Quiet Storm

I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines
I'm the "Quiet Storm" n---a who fight rhyme
P yeah you heard of him but, I ain't concerned with them
N---a I pop more guns than you holdin them

 

[tactusjack]

Man this post got me hype.
Scott that Prodigy joint was the truth and deck killed Triumph.

 

[tactusjack]

Group Home-Supastar

Melachi the Nutcracker:
Born in the ghetto it's hard to survive
Some have achieved and many brothers tried
But I realized which life to choose
I wanna make money so I gotta pay dues
But there's no rules and you only have one chance
If ya f up kid you face the circumstance
At night I use to scream and shout
Livin' in the ghetto trying to get the hell out
So I would try as I watch my friends die
But all I could do was sit back and cry
These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes
I been through hard times so many problems on my mind
I wasn't living rich and I also wasn't poor
I try to appreciate but I deserve more
Yeah superman supa star
Give me super fat doe like Pablo Escobar
"Super duper star"

Same song and lil dap killed it

Feared by bandits hated by chicks
Loved by kids I never did a bid

 

[dc shoedon]

Styles P "Holiday"

You heard it from the P, you oughta know it's the truth
I get you kidnapped and raped and thrown off a roof
You could nod your head to this like it's only a rap
'Cause when these bullets hit yo' +*%, I'm like it's only a gat

I need a funeral to feel good, I'm hopin' it's yours
Think he religious? Heard he got shot in the cross
Holiday Styles, +@#++, I broke most of the laws
F' with the Porsche or flip to the boots, stick to the truth

Do anything it takes, just to get me this loot
And missin' a tooth but both of 'em chipped, toaster is gripped
You heard about the trouble, I start most of the s'
When I squeeze, ain't no controllin' the wrist

And n's leave the room when they hear the P flowin' to Swizz
I'm an ignorant and negative n'
I sell crack, bust guns, pop s' and say I'm better than n's
You think not, I'll look at your man and level a n'

If you think a rapper's better, why don't you give me his name
So I can run up on him, tear him up and give you his frame
When it comes to the streets, I'm the n' to call
Five eight and three quarters but I'm bigger than y'all

If I left the gun home, I'ma give you the sword
I'm the devil in the flesh, I can't give you the Lord
It don't make no sense for you to pray for your life
I got my n's in the crib, you oughta pray for your wife

 

[scott scotch]

What happened to my ODB post?

I must have missed a couple of words.

 

[dc shoedon]

Kool G Rap's Verse on Marley Marl's "The Symphony"

Yo, Marley gives the slice, I get nice,
and my voice is twice as horrifying as Vincent Price
goes deep, till you fell in a spell of a sleep,
and while I'm countin' the money, you count sheep.
When G Rap strikes the mic, I recite the type of hype that you like,
and make the people unite.
I grip up hips and zip up lips, step on reps, you flip and wanna sip on my tip.
Take a deep breath, because you don't have another left.
Comin' back like I'm avengin' my brother's deat.
Makin' veterans run for medicine,
cuz I put out more lights in a fight than ConEdison.
Rip the damn cage like I'm on a rampage.
And if you want rage, I'm-a make front page.
Read the headlines, suckers, todays the deadline,
your head is way past bedtime.
Can't kill though. Solo. Cuz you're still all...soft like a pillow.
My rap is rougher than Brillo.
So fear me, don't dare dare me,
and don't compare me to him when you hear me.
Talk about a battle but you ain't yet ready for war.
Your metaphor sucks more than a $@%!%.
You can't replace me, ice me or ace me, bass me, face me, slice me or race me,
bite me or taste me -- I'll show you that I got force.
My rap burns your mouth like hot sauce.
Run for water while I break your tape recorder.
Server-to-sucker: the order is manslaughter.
Another rapper, G Rap wrecks, he's rated X, to mean the boy is sex. Next...
the amplifier gets used and abused. Pumps so loud, we might blow a fuse.
This is anger, madness, ready to hang 'er.
Rapper or singer: I'm puttin' up my middle finger.
Next up...

He MURDERED the track. He was going at BOTH Rakim and BDK

Arguably one of if not THE BEST verse of the 80's.

 

[renzo289]

Originally Posted by eyes of hazel



- Wu Tang, "Triumph"... When I first heard the first 16 bars of the opening, I memorized it immediately... This was pre-internet "google" searching too, straight on repeat until I got it...
"I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis 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..."

 

[mytsharp]

Nothing tops Ol' Dirty Bastard and the chick in the background.

"Yo $+$# that *%!+$ up Dirty!"

My-T.

 

[ramzs8906]

The Illest to me? THis gets me everytime:

I sip the Dom P, watchin Gandhi til I'm charged
Then writin in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin
To hold the mic I'm throbbin, mechanical movement
Understandable smooth %+%* that murderers move wit
The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right
The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe
The mind activation, react like I'm facin time like
'Pappy' Mason with pens I'm embracin
Wipe the sweat off my dome, spit the phlegm on the streets
Suede Timb's on my feets, makes my cypher, complete
Whether crusin in a six-cab, or Montero Jeep
I can't call it, the beats make me fallin asleep
I keep fallin, but never fallin six feet deep
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)
I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me

I don't have to say who that is...

My Favorites though>

(Not the most lyrical, but I play this song every mornings when I wake up)

I don't recall, ever graduatin at all
Sometimes I feel I'm just a disappointment to y'all
Every day, I just lay around then I can't be found
Always asked to give me some livin life like a bum
Times is rough, my auntie got enough problems of her own
N***a, you supposed to be grown
I agree, I try to be the man I'm 'posed to be
But negativity is all you seem to ever see
I admit, I've done some dumb s***
And I'm probably gon do some mo'
You shouldn't hold that against me though (Why not?)
Why not? My music's all that I got
But some time must be ingested for this to be manifested
I know you know but I'm gon say this to you I...
Get high but I don't get too high
So what's the limit 'posed to be?
That must be why you can't get your !$! up out the bed before three
You need to git up, git out, cut that %#%*!#!! out
Ain't you sick and tired of having to do without
And what up with all these questions?
As act as though you know somethin I don't. Do you have any suggestions?
Cuz every job I get is cruel and demeanin
Sick of takin trash out and toilet bowl cleanin
But I'm also sick and tired of strugglin
I never ever thought I'd have resort to drug smugglin
Naw, that ain't what I'm about
Cee-Lo is just continue travelin his route
Without any doubt or fear
I know the Lord ain't brought me this far so he could drop me off here
Did I make myself clear?

~ Cee-Lo Green on Outkast's "Git Up, Get Out"

Outkast International Players Anthem, 3 Stacks Verse, enough said...

&

Yo, six minutes to showtime, I was out in the rain
With my #$+%% Big Pooh goin' over some thangs
No money in our pockets, just a buck and some change
Ran up in the hideaway with @*$!$% screamin' our name
Took the stage like a jet soarin'
Wildin' out with the sweat pourin', til I woke up hoarse the next mornin'
An I'll feeling that it brings about
To see @*$!$% mouthin' yo words and you ain't even got a single out
On stage stealing yo' spot
It's the equivalent of ten adrenaline shots
Just like L.E.G.A.S.Y. and Sean Boog when they killin' the R.O.C
Ain't gotta worry 'bout if @*$!$% just pretendin' it's hot
Cause I can see their hands in the air wavin', heads bobbin'
Neck snappin' back and forth, 'bout to break dat s***
Man I appreciate dat s***
Thanks for showin' us love and to the top we fin' to take dat %+%*
Fa y'all

~Phonte of Little Brother "The Way You Do it"

 

[eyes of hazel]

Originally Posted by DC ShoeDon

Kool G Rap's Verse on Marley Marl's "The Symphony"

One of the first tapes I recall POPPING in the deck.

There are very few rhymes that long I can recite line for line. That is one of them.

Delivery is just

, and Marly Marl with the universal classic beat.

I think every emcee on that track killed it in their own way.

If anyone has that Vol. 1 album, scream at me. I'm dying to hear "Droppin' Science" by Craig G and "We Write The Songs" by Biz andHeavy D...

 

[allanhouston20]

what a post

im loving the ogs perspective on hiphop...

my contribution...

Street's disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage, I leave the microphone split
Play Mr. Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone !$+%
Verbal assassin, my architect pleases
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffin Jesus
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causin hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by the Main Source
Swimmin in women like a lifeguard
Put on a bulletproof !%@@% I strike hard
Kidnap the President's wife without a plan
And hangin %$#@$% like the Ku Klux Klan
I melt mics till the sound waves over
Before steppin to me you'd rather step to Jehovah
Slammin MC's on cement
Cause verbally, I'm iller than a AIDS patient
I move swift and uplift
your mind shoot the gift when I riff in rhyme
Rappin sniper, speakin real words
My thoughts react, like Steven Spielberg's
Poetry attacks, paragraphs punch hard
My brain is insane, I'm out to lunch God
Science is dropped, my raps are toxic
My voicebox locks and excels like a rocket
NAS-LIVE AT THE BBQ

 

[allanhouston20]

come to think of it, i cant pinpoint which of nasir's opening verses are better..the one above...or

HALFTIME
Check me out y'all, Nasty Nas in your area
About to cause mass hysteria
Before a blunt, I take out my fronts
Then I start to front, matter of fact, I be on a manhunt
You couldn't catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer
That's like Malcolm X, catchin the Jungle Fever
King poetic, too much flavor, I'm major
Atlanta ain't Brave-r, I'll pull a number like a pager
Cause I'm am ace when I face the bass
40-side is the place that is giving me grace
Now wait, another dose and you might be dead
And I'm a Nike head, I wear chains that excite the feds
And ain't a damn thing gonna change
I'ma performer show the mic warmer was born to gain
Nas, why did you do it?
You know you got the mad fat fluid when you rhyme, it's halftime

what yall think??

 

[importking]

Now let me welcome everybody to the wild wild west/ a state that's untouchable like elliot ness/ the track hit ya eardrum like a slug to the chest/ pack avest for ya jimmy in the city of sex..


"Rappers I monkey flip 'em with the funky rhythm I be kickin/Musician, inflictin composition/
of pain I'm like Scarface sniffin cocaine/Holdin a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme" Nas "NY State Of Mind,"

"I'm the verbal-spit Smith Wesson
I unload with sick spit the quick wick could split a split-second
Bomb with a lit wick expression
You here a tick tick then you testin.."

"Visualizin the realism of life and actuality
$$!! who's the baddest a person's status depends on salary,"

"I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous, you heard of us, offical Queens Bridge murderers"

 

[ScroogeMcBuckz]

Relax and take notes, while i tokes.....