here it is

{Verse Four: Cappadonna}
You heard of the rasp before but kept waitin
For the sun of song, I keep dancehalls strong
Beats never worthy of my cause, I prolong
Extravangza, time sits still
No propoganda, be wary of the skill
As I bring forth the music, make love to your eardrum
Dedicated to rap nigga beware of the fearsome
Lebanon Don, Malcolm X beat threat
CD massacre, murder to cassette
I blow the shop up, you ain't seen nuttin yet
One man ran, tryin to get away from it
Put your bifocal on, watch me a - cometh
Into your chamber like Freddy enter dream
Discombumberate your technique and your scheme
Four course applause, like a black dat to dat
You're stuck on stupid like I'm stuck on the map
Nowhere to go except next show bro
Entertainin motherfuckers can't stop O
In battlin, you don't want me to start tattlin
All upon the stage cause y'all snakes keep rattlin
Bitch, you ain't got nothin on the rich
Every other day my whole dress code switch
So just in case you want to clock me like Sherry
All y'all crab bitches ain't got to worry
Can't get a nigga like Don dime a dozen
Even if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out
I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill
See my face on the twenty dollar bill
Cash it in, and get ten dollars back
The fat LP with Cappachino on the wax
Pass it in your think, put valve up to twelve
Put all the other LP's back on the shelf
And smoke a blunt, and dial 9 - 1 - 7
1 - 6 - 0 - 4 - 9 - 3 - 11
And you could get long dick hip - hop affection
I damage any MC who step in my direction
I'm Staten Island's best son fuck what you heard
Niggaz still talkin that shit is absurd
My repotoire, is U. S. S. R.
P. L. O. style got thrown out the car
And ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
Like pussy, my low cut fade stay bushy
Like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine
Cut you like a blunt and reconstruct your design
I know you want to diss me, but I can read your mind
Cuz you weak in the knees, like SWV
Tryin to get a title like Wu Killa Bee
Kid change your habit, you know I'm friends with the Abbott
Me and RZA ridin name printed in the tablet
Under vets, we paid our debts for mad years
Hibernate the sound, and now we out like beers
And blunt power, born physically power speakin
The truth in the song be the pro - black teachin

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sigs are for herbs...Thats why I got one!

Anything by biggie

jay-z,

1st verse in can't knock the hustle - reasonable doubt

Da fuck....... you bit my idea for this thread........ an I got dissed for startin' it up... must be a white thing???

Anyway... My best lyrisist gotta by homi Jay-z (most verses on Reasonable dout) second verse of nigga what nigga who an 2nd verse of D'Evils... not forgettin' BIG, Pac, Big L, Big Pun... I could go on all day with hot verses........

Naw dogg this thread is old as fuck, I don;t knwo who drought it back up, check the original date....

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Bang On The Table Productions

Sole - Year Of The Sexx Symbol

I picture chubby deaf girls dancing in the black and white freeze frame
I hear Galaxies as communities I shall never see
Oh no! its those creatures with the big heads and eyes..
..and they're comming for me
I think the page is a lazer light beaming from an unseen source
Umm..more like these giants making bouquets
The bullet just entered and she's entering pain
it don't rain, it splatters what my data remains after the pain
Don't blame me! If all these songs sound the same
I'm a product of enviousess turmoil, rollercoasting insane
Try to change the world, 5 pages at a time
Caught at green light stop signs, its all over-laborious
My aura is storing its static like clouds or sculptures
Humanity is too much cotton candy
Here's some food for thought, indigestion, decompose! decompose!
Here's another patented product for your collection
Language is action packed, come on..lets pic-nick
and nit pick between faction, fact, friction and mineral
Drink well, the cactus with the baron as center fold
sink fast, the uprise goes on without us
I'm all ears, all here, lines to you and your puppeteer
Everyday is Truman show, True men show their face
and expose flesh, who made the cut? My pen is the sax
so the horn blows the grand scheme....relax

Melle Mel's verse on " The Message" wuz ill......AZ on "Life's a Bitch" gave me goosebumps.....maybe Progidy's on "Shook Ones"....but who knows....Rakims 3rd verse on "Mystery(Who is God?)" but i doubt ne has heard that song.....

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MC Murdera'

(RB's "ill" MCs)


Otherwise known as Artikulate

I got your back on that one Pinacle

CAN-I-BUS
Poet Laureate II
the whole lots extremely impressive

Holocaust's verse on "Silkworm" on the first Bobby Digital CD...

You've fallen down an endless tunnel of doom reality
Graphically my killa bee family stings the galaxy
Insanity titanium stomach devouring Guiness
My flesh is solid stone despite my outer appearance
Still diseased, kill viruses planets and racial creatures
Made emcees sprout tumors so bad lost facial features
Waste your peoples left out in the rain fountains of pain
80 shots to the mouth and the brain shoutin my name
Holocaust black man whose veins littered with thorns
Back smack you so hard all your seeds'll be born deformed
Swarm dorms, sting birds, fling verbs like mean curves
Strike 3 mics flee I infect with green germs, ringworm
Cause I'm filthy and guilty with dastardly mastery
My felony melody has to be a bastard masterpiece
Stop graftin me chump ass niggas eyein' me tempts me
I'll break it down simply I'm horrifyingly empty
Spittin darts on the tip of a glaicier used for my hide-out
Rock crushin' German suplex watch spines slide out the side rout
Forearm bash with 20 jabs, on the ave or your lab
get stabbed with bloody bath
While I'm sippin herbal teas verbal bees plant fertile seeds
Bitches leave with broke backs, swollen palms and purple knees
Circle thieves like vultures in deserts rest on a cactus
Got oscar nominee emcees stuck to my hatchet
Drastic indescribable pain, I injure bars
While Bobby's throwin razor cd's like ninja stars

Dr. Doom's verse on that same song

Yo, yo, yo- you can't escape from the Doctor of Doom
My lyrics loom on bafoons and take flight like witches brooms
At full moons on all you dumb-dumbs
Wash your filthy rhymes away like soap scum
The war-lord swing flamin swords like a shogun
of the darkness, my scriptures cause arches like flamin parchment
My killer bee sting remains accurate like a marksman
So, take precaution, we attack like black martians
Corner the market, by usin digital strategies
Reefer sparks my acid battery, yall niggaz flatter me
With all that tough talk, I drop bombs like Mookie Blaylock
From the outside or the inside, create intense rides
When my pen glides all MC's will get they heads fried
For talkin shit, lyrics always strike throughout my dungeon pit
Killer bees must reign supreme throughout the continent
We conquered it, mother fuckers

even though the album was a flop.. im not really concerned bout it being the best.. but what was tight was
AZ's verse off affirmative action

^Az ripped it but i'd like to add his verse on Lifes a Bitch and Jay-Z's second verse on Dead Presidents, 1luv.

Aesop Rock - Oxygen