the city is covered in inches of muck
I see some other pictures of victims erupt
greiving mothers are thinking their children are stuck
leaping lovers are making decisions to jump

sage francis - makeshift patriot

This gotta be one of my FAVS:
Tupac Hail Mary 2nd verse:


ACTUAL SUBSTANCE!!!!


JamesJr.

This thread is fucking horrible. God Damn.

And I do believe in God cuz I keep com'n across
all these fine women with low self esteems
(you know what I mean)
I've got attention defficet
I've got the bedroom eyes
I've got the storms in my head
I've got that telephone voice
I've got to make a decision to whether I live or die
I'd rather run cuz either way It's one hell of a choice

Slug - Free Or Dead

Underground:
I told a man the earth was flat, and walked until his beard grew so long he could strangle his self for being stupid = Aesop Rock

Mainstream:
Sleep is the cousin of death = Nas

2pac - Shed So Many Tears: "There was no mercy on da streets/ i couldnt rest, Im Barely standin bout to go to pieces screamin peace":it's so true MAN!!!!!
aaaiight!!

Company Flow- Funchrusher Plus

( El-P ) " I don't mind you talkin' shit, just keep it in the first
person.... think realistically if you diss me, can you handle
my rebutal version?"

Pac personifiying his gun as his girlfriend "96 Bonnie & Clyde

Pac before all the beef just flowing on "Tha Lunatic"


Big L


Biggie "Ready to Die"

I also like.................
Buffalo Soilder,he cums from America,Long hair rasta,Heads home 2 Africa............Bob Marley..............................
Ithink the Lyrics are rite............


Plz vote..........http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=112376

Your style's like dying in my sleep, I don't feel it - Eminem

Like jacking off to a Grim Reaper poster, I'll beat you to death - Jakki Da Motormouth

Spread the lead out with hot beams, I'm like visene, I get the red out - Copywrite

So play yourself like Eon playing Madden 2001
Battle rappers for bricks, have a new house when I'm done,
Any odds of you winning are 2000 to 1. - Copywrite

Got raps and I blaze through mics,
If you don't know my name, your mom's dumb, and the bitch ain't raise you right - Copywrite

Rip off your skin, and make an outfit - Cage

Got rappers all lost for words, like I beat em in Scrabble - Ludacris

I'm war spitten, speak heat, leave your corpse sizzlin,
You wanna ball bitchin, that's more for the mortician,
Y'all made a poor decision trying to ball with em,
45 out of 44 are forfieting,
You wanna spar still? Left you with a twenty scarred grill,
That ain't a verse, you writing a twenty bar will,
And I know you can't excel with friends in Yale,
Plan to sell but you ain't got a snowball chance in Hell,
Finish your verse after I diminish your turf,
Spoke the 10 commandments my first 5 minutes on Earth - Copywrite

I'm telling you, Copy is dope as fuck

If anyone's ever heard the song Dead Wrong you'll remeber this Eminem verse:

There are several different leavels to Devil Worshippin'/
Horses heads, human sacrifices, cannibilism, candles and exorcism/
Animals,havin' sex wit' them, camels mammals and rabbits/
But I don't get into that I kicked the habit/
I just beat you to death wit' weapons that eat through ya flesh/
And I'll never eat you unless the fuckin' meat looks fresh/
I gotta lion in my pocket, i'm lyin', I got a nine in my pocket/
And baby I'm just dyin' to cock it/
He's ready for war, I'm ready for war, I got machete's and swords/
For any faggot who said it he had cords/
My uzi's as heavy as your's, yeah you met me before/
I just didn't have as large a arsenal of weapon's before/
Marshall will step in the door, I'll lay ya head on the floor/
Put ya body pread on the bedspread, red on the door/
Red on the ceiling, the red is just for more, get a new whore/
Met on the second, wet on the third and she's dead on the forth/
I'm dead wrong/

Ice Cube - It was a good day...................
I felt on the big fat fanny, pulled out the Jammy, and killed the punani......

xzibit-hinesee

"tell you people to call my people, and realize all men are not created equal"

when i freestyle i am the rich man that has everything in the palm of his hand/ i may not know your name but i can tell the way you write you aint a man /triyng to escape on porn but when you see balls you want them all to be yours/ write back michagan bitch

one time when i was walking down to the store /i see a few dogs fucking the shiet of all yall/

^shit quotes, there not even quotes, i seen better lines in front lines

There mostly eminem, seeing as he's my fav rapper

I feel like I'm walking a tight rope, without a circus net
I'm popping perkasets, I'm a nervous wreck
I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check
Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt- EMINEM "Rock Bottom"

I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and mini-thins
I'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins - EMINEM "If I Had"

thats all i got for now

ohh yea and...

My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces,
My accapella releases plastic masterpieces through telekinesis.." EMINEM

its from infinite, a hot line

it has to be eminem buisness

"they make it all up theres no such thing, like a female with good looks who cooks and cleans

Mine Would Have To Be Canibus. I Can't Remember It Word For Word. His Ability To Use Intelligence In Lines Is Extraordinary.

If You Can Find A Better Flow Then I Can Find A Dinasaur On A (something goes here) Gapellago - Rip The Jacker Album

i aint a killa but dont push me/
revenge is like my sweetest joy next to gettin pussy/

not a favorite, just something i remember

"If i could send 10 bullets to travel thru time, i'd send 3 to the nigga that convinced you to rhyme, and if yall wanna know where the other 7 went, to your mothers womb during the fetal development"

By El-P: "Signed to Rawkus? I'd rather be mouth fucked by nazi's unconcious"

Now I was raised as a young black male
In order to get paid, forced to make crack sales


One love, one love, one thug
One nation, twenty-one gun salute

Sweatin up the sheets, it's the Thug in me


Allow me to introduce first Makaveli the Don

Hysterical, spiritual lyrics like the holy Qu'Ran

Busters shot me five times, real niggaz don't die

So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars
This life as a rap star is nothin without heart

But Thug niggaz be on point and game tight (yeah)
Me, Syke and Bogart, wrap it up the same night

But I'm back reincarnated, incarcerated


Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer

Inside my mind couldn't find a place to rest
until I got that Thug Life tatted on my chest

Is there heaven for a G? Remember me

I know my destiny is Hell, where did I fail?
My life is in denial, and when I die,

Please Lord forgive me for my life of sin

My attitude got me walkin solo, ride out alone in my lo-lo
Watchin the whole world move in slow-mo

Besides rappin the only thing I did good was scrappin

Now who's to say if I was right or wrong?
To live my life as an Outlaw all along
Remain strong in this planet full of player haters
They conversate but Death Row full of demonstrators

Gettin raw 'til the day I see my casket Buried as a
G while the whole world remembers me
Until the end of time

All Said By Tupac

pop the trunk quicker than a elephant hunter

"It aint sex or money so you can not understand it - Dig it, Your just a fucking Mental Miget"
-Akrobatik, Dont fear.

if theres gonna be any pac line it should be from "When we ride on our Enemies"

then we watch the other two die slow,
castrated entertaining at my muthafuckin side show
Bam, set my plan in mo, time to exterminate my foes i cant stand you hoes,
no label this my fuckin trick shot,
my lyrics runnin all you cowards outta hip hop,
when we ride on our enemies.

"beasts decieving us, ways devious
possessing my piece, to walk to streets
with stolen heat, like prometheus" -Jus Allah, I think it was off Muerte, but its on the jedi mind tricks cd, Violent by Design

The most creative, original line I have ever heard

2Pac-Hail Mary

Love the Opener cuz, it's true...

"I aint no killer but don't push me/
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy/"

This is the first time I ever 'got' that line. Seriously nice wordplay...

::yo i like this from B.I.G::


::Used to lick the clits alot::
::but lickin clits had 2 stop::
::Cuz yall don't know::
::how ta act when the tongue go down below::
::keep the funk flow::
::really know::
::I got the CLEANEST MEANEST PENIS::

"Back In Da Day We UseTo Play Cops & Robbas
Now & Days I Kno Niggas That'll Pop Cops And Rob They Mommas"-Jae Hood

That Shit Is True

[Eyedea]
Take a deep breath there's
nothing to be afraid of
What you just did was fall to the depths of existence
The place the
mind keeps you away from by it's own process
of building models for understanding
This is
not insanity, this is in fact the ultimate reality
The union you've acheived is only possible
in thoughts no more
You never fall if you never fight

also..I Used to Love Her by Common Sense...one of the dopest songs ever

Twas from "I Against I" :)

Y am i fightin 2 live if im livin 2 fight?, Y ami tryin 2 see if there aint nothin in site?,yam i tryin 2 give if no1 gives me a try?,Yam i dyin 2liv if im jus livin 2 die? /


Tupac

Hell Mary

I aint a killer but dont push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy, next to getting pussy


^^^Like mc bling and high class sed 2 dope openers

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 niggaz roll in the pile/
Rooster heads profile on a bus to Riker's Isle/
Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the pretty things in life/
, props is a true thug's wife/
It's like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in/
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again/
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable/
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual/
Nas-Verbal Intercourse

be on the lookout for this mass murderous suspect
that fills more body bags then park mission projects
-Masta Killa