[ Your Favorite Verse of 2007 ] [ /Insert Here ]

[immagetmine]

couldn't think of a topic so I dropped it/ the lock picked, no mo snow I'm in the tropics/no domestic cars only exotics/ the game got back pains call me orthodox/I'm young and on profit/so I'm getting money/ u haters can't stop it u just mad cuz u bummy/ sip prometh like im bun b/talk flyer than pimp c/ u what a simp b, ***** I'm simply/on fire, stay 20 times higher than the temp b/blowin phillies to the clear ceiling on the bently/so ahead of my time I'm in another century/no buick the flow is so fluent/it remind u of fluid h 2 oxygen/no stoppin him, bout to drop again/crosshairs on the game and im lockin in/ keep wathcin them/ cuz they aint goin nowhere like the hands on a clock again/ and again its all about cycle/ i keep pennin verses like im bout to write the Bible/get on my white boy *@@#, ghetto revival/ but i aint never had an mc serch/ i make beats cuz i rap im an mc first/and i dont need the luck of a shamrock/ for me to make my way to the damn top, time flu and plan rock/like coke and soda, im a potent flower/u on the side like a broke controller/words go over the head that b over ya shoulders/we smoke so much bud we forgot what they told us/u aint got it u wack u need to stop it/but by the time i drop it they screamin go and cop it/ wheres the logic?, i guess they dont got it/thats why they hustle but they see no profit/yea its gross when u aint got no net/ and u better off than most if u aint got no debt/ and u better go and get mos if yo *@@# aint def/ u alot further than close but %@#@+ im next yes/ imma king 100 like cigarettes/stress done drained me so im spittin whats left/my competetiton is low cuz im approachin the best/ they wanna go in my pockets cuz im approachin success/ thats means im close to dumb figgas/ 7 to 8 decimal places or multi millions for u dumb *****/gmc b wit me and we all gun grippas/so better watch ya mouth b4 u b a numb dripper/splatter let u soak in ya own plasma/ shoot it out like bonanza/*@@# and empty ya bladder/numbers dont even matter/***** we can get higher/ hit jewels and click up wit the empire/ hot now in person i get liver/ spittin that other *@@#, u just spittin saliva/by the time u get hired ill b done retired/ rap gamell b dead, ill b the only survivor/ridin 30 inch tires, celebratin, i made it thru hella hatin elevatin i get higher/we cheifin gmc weed wreakin/***** mad like they playin the computer, he cheatin/whats wrong wit yall? I dont wanna do a song wit yall/ i dont need no assist to ball/ i dont need no assist at all, positions i play em all/ power forward to small/ shootin guard to center, center down to pg/watch me go from kb to kg/ to vc, take a step back and reign 3/for top 10 espn they play me/
http://www.zshare.net/audio/5844272631e416/

 

[ksmith4768]

There is only one portion of a verse that remains in my mind from this year...

"...Survivin' droughts...
I wish you well...
How sick am I?
I wish you health...
I wish you wheels...
I wish you wealth...
I wish you insight, so you so can see for yourself..."

The words are so basic... yet so dope...

 

[lb81986]

My favorite is probably Andre's verse from the Art of Storytellin' Pt. 4

Appreciate some veres that haven't been mentioned...

Monch's first verse from "Desire"
Ghost's verse on "The Heart Gently Weeps"
Black Thought's verse on "Cause I'm Black"

 

[jswanted]

I was at the bottom like shoes
But i neva slept cause when you snooze you loose
Love me or hate me N_ you choose
Always had money on my mind
So when I think I see dollar signs
Imma hidden gem..Nemo status cause im hard to find
Lemme tell you the story
Kanye said it best did it all for the glory
And im clutch word to Robert Horry
Got street smarts but ill still Math you(matthew) like Corey
After that N_'s we'll ask how?(Howe) like Gordie
Tony Hawkin N_'s yep im on my grind
Call me Mike Tyson the way i punch-lines
Hood dreams to get a caddi and a couple girls wit a phattie
But i wanna get a Lambi and b XXL wit some eye candy

 

[mrsneakerman]

Lupe's first verse in The Coolest

"I love the lord
But sometimes it's like that I love me more
I love the peace and I love the war
I love the seas and I love the shore
No love for no beach, baby that's lore
But she doesnt seed, therefore I spore
I trip, I fall, run up and roll
I love her with all my heart
Every vein every vessel every bullet large
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said
That she would give me greatness
Status
Placement above all of the others
My face would grace covers of the magazines of the hustlers
Paper
The likes of which that I have never seen
Her eyes glow green with the logo of our dreams
The purpose of our scene
An obscene obsession with the bling
She would be my queen, I could be her king
Together
She would make me cool
And we would both rule
Forever
And I would never feel pain
And never be without pleasure
Ever
Again
And if the rain stops, and everythings dry
She would cry
Just so I could drink the tears from her eyes
She'll teach me how to fly
Even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall
And I plummet from the sky
But she would keep me high
And if I ever die, she would commission my image
So her bosom to em
Or maybe she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell
And I'll be..."

or the third verse of Dumb It Down.

"And I'm brainless
Which means I'm headless
Like Ichabod Crane is
Or foreplay-less sex is
Which makes me stainless
With no neck left to hang the chain with
Which makes me necklace-less
Like a necklace theft
And I ain't used my headrest yet
They said they need proof like a vestless chest 'bout the best, fair F-F-jet in the nest
Who exudes confidence and excess depth
Even Scuba Steve would find it hard to breathe
Around these leagues
My snorkle is a tuba, Lu the ruler around these seas
Westside Poseidon, Westside beside'em, chest high and rising
Almost touching the knees of stewardess and the pilot
Lucky they make it flowered
Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves
David Blaine
Make it rain
Make a boat
I make a plane
Then, I pull the plug and I make it drain
Until I feel like flowing and filling it up again..(Westside)"

 

[ebay 23]

Originally Posted by call me walks

Jay-z's first verse on Fallin...

agreed

 

[snkrfrk]

Originally Posted by MrSneakerman

Lupe's first verse in The Coolest

"I love the lord
But sometimes it's like that I love me more
I love the peace and I love the war
I love the seas and I love the shore
No love for no beach, baby that's lore
But she doesnt seed, therefore I spore
I trip, I fall, run up and roll
I love her with all my heart
Every vein every vessel every bullet large
With every flower that I ever took apart
She said
That she would give me greatness
Status
Placement above all of the others
My face would grace covers of the magazines of the hustlers
Paper
The likes of which that I have never seen
Her eyes glow green with the logo of our dreams
The purpose of our scene
An obscene obsession with the bling
She would be my queen, I could be her king
Together
She would make me cool
And we would both rule
Forever
And I would never feel pain
And never be without pleasure
Ever
Again
And if the rain stops, and everythings dry
She would cry
Just so I could drink the tears from her eyes
She'll teach me how to fly
Even cushion my fall
If my engines ever stall
And I plummet from the sky
But she would keep me high
And if I ever die, she would commission my image
So her bosom to em
Or maybe she'd retire as well
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell
And I'll be..."

or the third verse of Dumb It Down.

"And I'm brainless
Which means I'm headless
Like Ichabod Crane is
Or foreplay-less sex is
Which makes me stainless
With no neck left to hang the chain with
Which makes me necklace-less
Like a necklace theft
And I ain't used my headrest yet
They said they need proof like a vestless chest 'bout the best, fair F-F-jet in the nest
Who exudes confidence and excess depth
Even Scuba Steve would find it hard to breathe
Around these leagues
My snorkle is a tuba, Lu the ruler around these seas
Westside Poseidon, Westside beside'em, chest high and rising
Almost touching the knees of stewardess and the pilot
Lucky they make it flowered
Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves
David Blaine
Make it rain
Make a boat
I make a plane
Then, I pull the plug and I make it drain
Until I feel like flowing and filling it up again..(Westside)"

 

[eagle 0n]

3000 killed on AOS4 but this pretty much sums up it for rappers these days

We work nights, we some vampires
****** gather round the beat like a campfire
Singin' folk songs, but not no Kumbaya my Lord
You download it for free, we get charged back for it
I know you're saying, they won't know they won't miss it
Besides, I ain't a thief, they won't pay me a visit
So if I come to your job, take your corn on the cob
And take a couple kernels off it that would be alright with you
Hell no! Yeah, exactamundo
But we just keep recording and it ain't to get no condo
And Candy Bentley fanny with no panties in Miami
And that cute lil' chick named Tammy that you took to the Grammys
See we do it for that boi that graduated
That looked you in your eyes real tough and said 'preciate it
And that he wouldn'ta made it if it wasn't for your CD number 9
And he's standing with his baby momma Kiki and she cryin' talkinbout
That they used to get high to me in high school
And they used to make love to me in college
Then they told me 'bout they first date, listenin' to my tunes
And how he, like to finger nail polish
I say hate to cut you off but I gotta go
I wish you could tell me mo' but I'm off to the studio, gotta write tonight
Hey, can you put us in your raps? I don't see why not
Devin it's the Dude you gon' probably hear him talking 'bout
Devin's verse was also

Suprised nobody mentioned T-Pain's verse on the "pop, lock & drop it" remix

y'all know he kills everyone on that track

 

[hunnit8seven]

So I'm watchin' her fine+%$$
Walked to my bedroom, and thought to myself
That's the shape of things to come
She said, "Why you in the club, and you don't make it precipitate?
You know, make it rain when you can make it thunderstorm"
I'm like, "Why? "
The world needs sun
The hood needs funds
There's a war going on and half the battle is guns
How dare I throw it on the floor
When people are poor
So I write like Edgar Allen to restore, got a cord? [?]
Umbilical attached to a place they can't afford
No landscaping, Or window draping
This old lady told me,
"If I ain't got nothin' good, say nathing"
That's why I don't talk much
I swear it don't cost much, to pay attention to me
I tell like it is, and I tell it how it could be
The hood be
Requesting my services, Oh don't get nervous it's
Step yo game up time, These ain't them same old rhymes
Designed to have you dancin' in some club
****** write to me
Woman be up in they tub
Expoliating with hey pom poms
Yellin' "GO 3000! "
I'm in my whatever bumpin' what?
A 100 miles in
Runnin' Runnin' Runnin' Runnin'
Summon
Woman
Come in
Sit down, heard you need some plumbing
Done and
I'm in
A swell mood
A rather swoll mood
Until she told me that she told (?)
That's she'll be back, she's going to the store
I didn't know she had a boyfriend, so the door
I pointed her too
I said, "Call me when ya'll break up
I don't **!@ nobody @%@%$"
And never only Jacob, know what time it is
***** just tryin' to live
Like a%*%%%* suppose to live
If I still drink that malt liquor
I pour that beer
On the ground for%*+@$** not around
I started out starvin'
Now they got me out here Brett Farve'n
Try'n to see if I still got it... (got it...)
I guess it's like the right thing about it... ('bout it...)

that or 3stacks on intl playas anthem.

 

[yardfather]

Ghostface's verse on Heart Gently Weeps

I brought my +$%$* out to Pathmark, she's pushin the cart
Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clark's
That's what I get, not focusin from hittin that bong
My mouth dried, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark
In the aisle bustin them paper towels, I'm wipin my Wally's down
I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin a shiny pound
It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim
I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again
{*singing*} That +$%$* is crazyyyyy
And uh, she brought her babyyyyy{*singing*}
She knew I had them orders of smack
It killed her man though, now I got his*@*%!%# nephew grippin his gat
You's a +$%$* -
{*singing*} you better kill meeeee
You know you're bootyyyyyy
You pulled your toolie, out on meeeee... {*singing*} #%++*$*@*%!%
First thought was to snatch the ratchet
Said !!$+ it and*@*%!%# grabbed it
I ducked, he bucked twice, this$*#%$% was*@*%!%# laughin
I wrestled him to the ground, tustle, scuffle, constantly kicked him
He wouldn't let go the joint, so I*@*%!%# bit him
Shots was whizzin, hittin Clorox bottles
Customers screamin, then the*!%$#%% ran out of hollows
I had to show him what it's all about
Next day you read in the paper, "A man who came to kill gets knocked out"


Chalk one up for the greatest story teller in the game.

 

[king jay xi]

^ Agreed... But also:
3000 on Intl' Players Anthem
NaS on Success

 

[air bonilla 23]

I'm so for sure, it's no facade.
Stay outta trouble, momma said as momma sighed
For fear her youngin' son being victim of homicide,
but i gotta get you outta here momma or im'a die...
inside, and either way you lose me momma so let looose of me,
i got the rain our direction will soon change
To live and die in NY in the hustle game
Hustle caine, hustle clothes or hustle music,
but hustle hard in any hustle that you pick,
skinny%!%%%* toothpick, but, but i do lift weight like im using roids,
Rolls... Royce keep my movements smooth while manuevering
through all the manure in the sewer that i grew up in...

No Hook's 2nd Verse > other 07 verses

 

[we get money]

Originally Posted by ImmaGetMine

couldn't think of a topic so I dropped it/ the lock picked, no mo snow I'm in the tropics/no domestic cars only exotics/ the game got back pains call me orthodox/I'm young and on profit/so I'm getting money/ u haters can't stop it u just mad cuz u bummy/ sip prometh like im bun b/talk flyer than pimp c/ u what a simp b, ***** I'm simply/on fire, stay 20 times higher than the temp b/blowin phillies to the clear ceiling on the bently/so ahead of my time I'm in another century/no buick the flow is so fluent/it remind u of fluid h 2 oxygen/no stoppin him, bout to drop again/crosshairs on the game and im lockin in/ keep wathcin them/ cuz they aint goin nowhere like the hands on a clock again/ and again its all about cycle/ i keep pennin verses like im bout to write the Bible/get on my white boy *@@#, ghetto revival/ but i aint never had an mc serch/ i make beats cuz i rap im an mc first/and i dont need the luck of a shamrock/ for me to make my way to the damn top, time flu and plan rock/like coke and soda, im a potent flower/u on the side like a broke controller/words go over the head that b over ya shoulders/we smoke so much bud we forgot what they told us/u aint got it u wack u need to stop it/but by the time i drop it they screamin go and cop it/ wheres the logic?, i guess they dont got it/thats why they hustle but they see no profit/yea its gross when u aint got no net/ and u better off than most if u aint got no debt/ and u better go and get mos if yo *@@# aint def/ u alot further than close but %@#@+ im next yes/ imma king 100 like cigarettes/stress done drained me so im spittin whats left/my competetiton is low cuz im approachin the best/ they wanna go in my pockets cuz im approachin success/ thats means im close to dumb figgas/ 7 to 8 decimal places or multi millions for u dumb *****/gmc b wit me and we all gun grippas/so better watch ya mouth b4 u b a numb dripper/splatter let u soak in ya own plasma/ shoot it out like bonanza/*@@# and empty ya bladder/numbers dont even matter/***** we can get higher/ hit jewels and click up wit the empire/ hot now in person i get liver/ spittin that other *@@#, u just spittin saliva/by the time u get hired ill b done retired/ rap gamell b dead, ill b the only survivor/ridin 30 inch tires, celebratin, i made it thru hella hatin elevatin i get higher/we cheifin gmc weed wreakin/***** mad like they playin the computer, he cheatin/whats wrong wit yall? I dont wanna do a song wit yall/ i dont need no assist to ball/ i dont need no assist at all, positions i play em all/ power forward to small/ shootin guard to center, center down to pg/watch me go from kb to kg/ to vc, take a step back and reign 3/for top 10 espn they play me/

http://www.zshare.net/audio/5844272631e416/

I read the first few bars like hm where did I hear that?

 

[houser34]

3 Stacks on Art of Storytellin Pt. 4

Just filthy.
Also, every freakin bar in Dumb it Down.

Edit:

I started out starvin'
Now they got me out here Brett Farve'n
Try'n to see if I still got it... (got it...)
I guess it's like the right thing about it... ('bout it...)
It's actually "I guess it's like a bike, think about it" like once you ride you always know how.