Best Line

[Mr. J]

Psycho Drama will not outdo me.

Name some best lines you've heard.

 

[Smitty]

<div class="quote_poster">Quoting MrJ:</div><div class="quote_post">Psycho Drama will not outdo me.

Name some best lines you've heard.</div>


Yeah and B-22 is an Eagles fan.

 

[phunDamentalz]

heres one

This is dopeness personified:

My **** blow out filaments and light fixtures
With the right mixture of words used as colors
To paint the right picture
Graphic masterpieces your whole **** is smashed to pieces
Make you look at your man who rhyme and be like, "you not nasty like he is"

 

[Shapecity]

One verse I've always liked ...

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">We got stick up kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block that stays hot

Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to they young black youth

But shorty's running wild smoking cess, drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear

Neglected, but how, but yo, it got to be accepted
That what? That life is hectic</div>

 

[Sex Panther]

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">''Competition is none I remain at the top like the sun
And I burn whoever come in the chambers of torture
I caught ya you shoulda brought ya
Neighborhood to support ya'' </div>
-Rakim = most overlooked rapper

 

[The Dream]

well there are a lot of lines that I love....here are a few one (or two) liners

"If revolution had a movie I'd be theme music/ my music can even fight **** a dream to it" - Common

"If I said it I meant it, bite my tounge for no one/ call me evil or unbelievable" - Biggie

"Don't sell me a dream I don't sleep" - Rakim

"They call it "horny" cause it's devilish" - Andre 3000

"I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death" - Nas

"400 peers died last year from gang related crimes/ that's why I got gang related rhymes" - Ice Cube

"Life without knowledge is death in disguise" - Talib Kweli

 

[Chutney]

<div class="quote_poster">Quoting shapecity:</div><div class="quote_post">One verse I've always liked ...</div>
That song's one of my all-time favourites. Pure classic.

 

[Mamba]

How about the whole Infinite by Eminem:
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Ayo, my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin, a zany actin maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
You look insanely wack when just a fraction of my tracks run
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, with spray that disinfects
And twisting necks of rappers 'til their spinal column disconnects
Put this in decks and check the monologue, turn your system up
Twist 'em up, and indulge in the marijuana smog
This is the season for noise pollution contamination
Examination of more cartoons than animation
My lamination of narration
Hits the snare and bass in a track for duck rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be staring, gazing
I turn the stage into a barren wasteland...
I'm Infinite

Bust it, I let the beat commence so I can beat the sense in your elite
defense
I got some meat to mince, a crew to stomp, and then two feet to rinse
I greet the gents and ladies, I spoil loyal fans
I foil plans and leave fluids leaking like oil bands
My coiled hands around this microphone are lethal
One thought in my cerebral is deeper then a Jeep full of people
MC's are feeble, I came to cause some pandemonium
Battle a band of phony MC's and stand a lonely one
Imitator, Intimidator, Stimulator, Simulator of data, Eliminator
There's never been a greater since the burial of Jesus
**** around and catch all the venereal diseases
My thesis will smash a stereo to pieces
My a cappella releases classic masterpieces through telekinesis
That eases you mentally, gently, sentimentally, instrumentally
With entity, dementedly meant to be Infinite

Man I got evidence I'm never dense and I been clever ever since
My residence was hesitant to do some **** that represents the M-O
So I'm assuming all responsibility
Cause there's a monster will in me that always wants to kill MC's
Mic Nestler, slamming like a wrestler
Here to make a mess of a lyric smuggling embezzler
No one is specialer, my skill is intergalactical
I get cynical, act a fool, then I send a crew back to school
I never packed a tool or acted cool, it wasn't practical
I'd rather led a tactical, tactful track tickle your fancy
In fact I can't see, or can't imagine
A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratching
So this is for my family, the kid who had a cammy on my last jam
Plus the man who never had a plan B
Be all you can be, cause once you make an instant hit
I'm tensed a bit and tempted when I see the sins my friends commit...
I'm Infinite</div>

Eminem's Renegade Verses:
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen
I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute
Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it
But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it
Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics
Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics
usin his music to steer it sharin his views in his marriage
But there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it
Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit
Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish
But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America
as a motherfuckin drug addict - like you didn't experiment?
Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror
and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased
And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents
You fuckin do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage!
(Ha ha!) And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't
think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
Cause here we go - he's {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*}
And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass it's just the

See I'm a poet to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here
To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me
as a monger of hate and Satan a scatter-brained atheist
But that ain't the case, see it's a matter of taste
We as a people decide if Shady's as bad as they say he is
Or is he the latter - a gateway to escape?
Media scapegoat, who they can be mad at today
See it's easy as cake, simple as whistlin Dixie
while I'm wavin the pistol at sixty Christians against me
Go to war with the Mormons, take a bath with the Catholics
in holy water - no wonder they try to hold me under longer
I'm a motherfuckin spiteful, DELIGHTFUL eyeful
The new Ice Cube - motherfuckers HATE to like you
What did I do? (huh?) I'm just a kid from the gutter
makin this butter off these bloodsuckers, cause I'm a muh'fuckin</div>

I like Eminem's part in Til I Collapse, where he's naming his artists:
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">I got a list here?s the order of my list that it?s in.
It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from Outcast, Jada, Kurupt,
Nas and then me. But in this industry I?m the cause of a lot of envy,
so when I?m not put on this list the **** does not offend me.</div>

Run Rabbit Run - The whole song is sick. It puts the perfect picture in your head.

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Some days I just wanna up and call it quits,
I feel like I?m surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I just fall in piss,
My life?s like one great big ball of ****,
If I could just put it all in all I spit,
Instead I always try to swallow it,
Instead of staring at this wall and ****,
While I sit writers block sick of all this ****,
Cant call it ****, all I know is I?m about to hit the wall,
If I have to see another one of mom?s alchaholic fits,
This is it, last straw, thats all, thats it,
I ain?t dealing with another fucking politic,
I?m like a stewin bubble in him, till it filters up,
I?m about to kill it, I can feel it building up,
Blow this building up, I?ve been sealed enough,
My cup run it over I?ve been filled up,
But then explosion bust and spills my guts,
You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
But I?m a show you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You don?t feel it then it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, I?m about to tear **** up,
Goosebumps, yeah I?m make your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, I?m a tell you who I be,
I?m make you hate me cause you ain?t me,
You aint, it ain?t to late to finally see,
What you close minded fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever find me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and ain?t no one out there mind as me,
You need peace of mind, well here?s a piece of mine,
All I need?s a line but sometimes,
I don?t always find the words to rhyme,
To express how I?m really feeling at that time,
Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, just sometimes,
Its always me, how dark can these hallways be,
The clock stikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper, (tear)
I?m desperate at my desk if I could just get the rest,
Of this **** off my chest, again, stuck in this slum,
Cant think of nothing, **** I?m stumped,
But wait here comes something,
Nope, it?s not good enough, scribbel it out, new pad,
Krinkel it up and throw that **** out,
I?m fisseling now thought I had figured it out,
Ball?s in my court but I?m scared to dribbel it out,
But I?m afraid, why am I afaid, why am I a slave to this trade,
Sign that I?ll spit to the grave, real enough to rawl you up,
What me to flip it I can rip it any style you want,
I?m a switch, yeah a bitch, jimmy smith ain?t a quitter,
I?m a sit here till I get enough,
For me to finally hit a fucking boiling point,
Put some oil in your joints,
Flip the coin bitch come get destroyed,
An mc?s worst dream I make them tense since they hate me,
See me and shake like a shangeling fence,
By the looks of them you would swear yours was comming,
By the scream of them you would swear I?m sawing something,
By the way they running you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or never tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, jimmy keep leaving on us, he said he?d be back,
He pinky promised, I don?t think he?s honest,
I be back baby I just got to beat this clock,
**** this clock, I?m make them eat this watch,
Dont believe me watch, I?m a win this race,
And I?m a come back and rub my **** in your face,
Bitch I found my neck, you gonna hear my voice,
Till you sick of it you ain?t gonna have a choice,
If I gotta scream till I have half a lung,
If I have half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...</div>

Haha this line is so true..
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Too much pride,
Between you and I,
Not a jealous man, but females lie! </div>

As you can tell, I like Eminem. I used to be huge on rap...Immortal Technique, Royce da 5'9, Eminem, Jay Z, Nas, Tupac, Biggie, but I cooled off when I got turned on to rock.

The thing that attracts me to Eminem is, when he wants to be serious...he spits it sicker than 99.9% of the people out there.

 

[Mamba]

I know it said lines, I posted verses lol...

 

[The Dream]

readin those verses reminds me of how dope em used to be, before he decided to start making crappy music.

EDIT

Since we're postin verses

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Just when things seemed the same, and the whole scene is lame
I come and reign with the unexplained for the brains 'til things change
They strain to sling slang, I'm trained to bring game
History that I arranged been regained by King James
Go to practice, with tactics, when the track hits, theatrics
Women that look like actress the status of Cleopatra's
Stacks of mathematics to feed yo asiatics
As I find out, what the facts is, for geographic
No time to sip Mo's with hostess, never mind what the total gross is
I rip shows, stay focused, and split cheese, with soldiers
While you hit trees and coast I spit flows that be ferocious
And with these explosives, I split seas for Moses
Shine permanently only my mind's concernin me
Fire burns in me eternally time's eternity
Followers turn on me they'll be in a mental infirmary
Determinely advance technology better than Germany
Since the first days you know of, till the last days is over
I was always the flow-er, I made waves for Noah
From a compound, to the anatomy, to the breakdown of a atom
Some of my rap patterns, still surround Saturn
From the ancient hieroglyphics, to graffiti painted pictures
I study I know the scriptures but nowaday ain't it vicious
Date back I go beyond, check the holy Qu'ran
To speeches at the autobahn, now we get our party on
So being benificent, I bless em with dialogue
They expectin the next testament, by the God
I roam through battlezones with chrome for chaperone
Blast beat with saxophones one of the baddest rappers known
Every country city and borough, sidestreet and ghetto
Isle and alley and meadow, theories thorough enough to echo
When it was one mass of land, with one nash' of man
And the whole mass was ran under one master plan
Since the world's metamorphis, and the plan is kept in orbit
Turntables we spin awkward but needles never skip off it
Rhythms we expressin similar to our ancestors
It'll answer your questions if you understand the message
From the days of the slave choppers, to the new age of prophets
As heavy as hip-hop is I'm always ready to drop it
From the mind which is one of Allah's best designs
And mines'll stand the test of time, when I rhyme

Rakim - 18th Letter</div>

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Canibus brings the sickest drama,
fierce enough to pierce the thickest armor
I smack b****** who try to suck **** 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, n****** 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
F*** yall you dont impress me and no one can test me
An Emcee so ill, I got AIDS scared to catch me
All that s*** you poppin will stop, when I put you in a headlock,
and apply pressure until I crush your mutha f***** noggin
I grab mics and push n***** 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 f***** need NordicTrack
to get ya weight up, f***** with Canibus you get ate up
get beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my name up
been rockin longer than n***** 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 d*** 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 s*** 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 s***
going once, going twice
Sold to that n**** name Canibus
Me and Mr.Cheeks, A-Plus, and Funk Doctor
hopping out the Hue helicopter to suey chop ya

Canibus - Beasts from the east</div>

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Ay-yo my murderous rap verbal attack is actual fact
Tactical tracks match perfectly with graphical stats
Half a you lack the magical dap of tragical rap
That tackles you back and shackles and laughs at you
That's...the mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the strong
The marriage, a bond of havoc and song
This massacre's on as if Picasso laced you
There's lotsa hateful skeletons locked
in the closet of my castle of Grayskull
I'm possum at grade school, that's why I have to debate you
My raps are like Capel, slashin' your face, you
That's how a master degrades you
I'm battlin' Jesus (hay-soos) if he passes through my label
I'm snatchin' his halo
God I pray that you send my father back as an angel
Language is fatal and it's hypnotizin'
I'm only emphasizin', I'm still all about business and enterprisin'
I'm super lyrical, a brain boosts the chemicals
That's used contenicals inside of my mental projectable

Big Pun - Super Lyrical</div>

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">I civilize the unwise when I rise to my potential
The instrumental, enables me to move my pencil
Coincidental, to Eintsein's radical mental
Kickin s*** like orientals far from gentle I'm essential
When I speak it yo I leak it I freak it, until you peep it
Gun clappers like creep and sneak it, rappers love to critique it
Hey yo they honor us, like a foreigner with a genre
Accounted for visualizing more bodies than a coroner
My streets are evil, minds are feeble run illegal
Livin savage like eagles chainin my people to a needle
While my cerebral, blesses the mic like a cathedral
Thoughts'll lead you verbals'll feed you to seed you I breed you
to head you like psychics I came to read you hip-hop I love you
and I need you rhythmatic automatic fanatic bringin the static
Rappers they panic stay frantic, while I relax on hammocks
Island gigantic volcanic, hard to find, like the Titanic
I came to slam it, to hold it down like the granite
Lyric mechanic organic from the Eastern Atlantic
I run dynamic bendin rappers like they ceramic
Throughout the planet I scampered the banner, that's how I ran it
A genuflection goes out, to those in correction
for recollection, I use the Common Sense Resurrection
So use protection when you step in my direction
Lyric injection, could cause infection in your section
There's no reflection, in this professional selection
Give mic inspections, so I can hold it with affection
Beat perfection, carouse the mental in erection
So vote perfection, House of Reps run elections

A.L. - Lyrics

</div>

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">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
I inspect you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block

Inspectah Deck</div>

 

[NJNetz]

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">The thing that attracts me to Eminem is, when he wants to be serious...he spits it sicker than 99.9% of the people out there.</div>

Agreed and he isn't a rapper who raps about how much money, girls, etc he has or is getting. That's half of the reason why he has my respect. Gotta love the song Mosh...where he just completely destroys Bush.

 

[Shapecity]

I was on her jock, yes indeedy, I wrote graffiti on the bus
First I'd writer her name then carve a plus
With my name last, on the looking glass
I seen her yesterday but still I had to let her ... [crowd participation]

 

[The Dream]

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Agreed and he isn't a rapper who raps about how much money, girls, etc he has or is getting. That's half of the reason why he has my respect. Gotta love the song Mosh...where he just completely destroys Bush.
</div>

Mosh = crap

Em has fell off severly, and it hurts me to say this, because I used to be a true fan.....he's gotten lazy and I'm tired of hearing about Haley, Kim, and N Sync in every song.

 

[Voodoo Child]

<font color="purple">All our lives we sweat and save building for a shallow grave,
Must be something else we say somehow to defend this place,
Everything must be this way

- The Lizard King</font>

 

[MiamiBalla12]

I know it's suppose to be best lines, but I had to post these verses.

Talib Kweli's verse off of "Shock Body."
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Watch how Talib Kweli Greene do it
What I bring to it
You hear the theme music
My rhymes' life support, dog breathe to it
Rhymes are bright, the sunshine beams through it
Stop haters in their tracks like high beams
Like the moment you was at the crime scene screaming "I ain't do it"
But, I seen through it, it's obscene how I spew it
Martin Luther King had a dream to it, people cling to it
I seen your momma lean to it in a green Buick
Wack niggas get passed over so much they seem Jewish
Better leave and do it now or seem foolish
This music I bleed to it, I raise my seeds to it
I MC with the truest in the game
I stay hungry like I'm the newest in the game
And stay hot like I'm bluish with the flame
You heard the truth when it came
And you knew it was the name that you couldn't pronounce
Now I'm all up in your mouth
My people all up in the house and we calling you out
Y'all niggas crying, what you bawling about
This **** is down like we chalking you out
Hey yo, that's what I'm talking about</div>


Papoose's verse off of "The Beast"
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">Knowledge is the founder of everything in existance
If you not droppin knowledge
Abolished because you ig'nant
A top-notched scholar with honors, I'm so gifted
Live as the most vicious
Honest and prolific
I drop diabolical product with no gimick
Astonished the flo critics
Rhymed with the most lyrics
I paint picture jot it and dot it
But won't print it
My project is photogenic
I am the most vivid
Man I got a brain the size of the most biggest
Wide as them cold rivers, wise as those old niggas
Tired of this dope,
How could you rhyme it but don't live it
Watch it and go spit it
Stop it I know physics
Breaking yo physical
Demolishing yo spirit
The struggle got me thinkin' demonic is so wicked
Man I'm so deep, I'm bottomless
Yo kill it
Wise with the flo, rhymin' behind 'em is so senseless..</div>

 

[P.A.P.]

Punchline:

Ask Beavis, I get nothing but head - Big L

 

[phunDamentalz]

<div class="quote_poster">Quoting TheBlackMamba:</div><div class="quote_post">I know it said lines, I posted verses lol...</div>
RENEGADES is one of the best raps I've ever heard by anyone.

 

[Miami Flash City]

"I dont care if he Jackie Chan fam/ the ni**a aint stunting on the set " JR Writer

"After I'm Done clappin you'll be like Iverson you'll be on IV up in the ER son" -40 cal.

Theres a bunch of other ones in mind, but those 2 punchlinessss are craaaaaazy.

 

[Trip]

<div class="quote_poster">Quoting NbaBaller:</div><div class="quote_post">Agreed and he isn't a rapper who raps about how much money, girls, etc he has or is getting. That's half of the reason why he has my respect. Gotta love the song Mosh...where he just completely destroys Bush.</div>
That's right. Hearing about his daughter, ex-wife, or killing his mom in every song is such refreshment from the crap in rap today.

Eminem's right up there with Mike Jones.

 

[Char]

I feel as if I've been blessed, I do what I want, so I never rest.
- Beastie Boys

 

[Shard]

40 Cal is tight... his entire songs are punchline after punchline.

<font size="2">Fight Klub vs. Sam Scar...</font>

<font size="2"> <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">I put the forty to ya brain before the kid explain
Or put the eagle to ya chest like a Dipset chain
All I do is pull the drop out once
And watch his girl drop my boxers like a knockout punch </div>
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">If you want samples, I got two more dimes
More 8 balls to hit than a pool hall line
Niggas mad that I screw more dimes
If you watch 'em any harder, you'll get blue balls a few more times </div>
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">I done ran through his projects, wishin for drama
Sprayed it up, came back with just a reminder
He better stay home and listen to momma
I leave his PJs wet, and I ain't talkin bout his' pissy pajamas
Like ya life hard, you ain't have to sell rocks brotha
You yell box cutters, you ain't been to jail cocksucker
</div> </font>
Most of Dipset has the punch lines down... but I dunno if I can think of a single line that I've heard in my life that is above all the best. I'll post one if I think of it.

 

[Sex Panther]

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">And your lil' homey Jungle is a garden to me</div>
=greatest one-liner diss ever.

 

[H.ayes]

See if you can catch the pattern in this Masta Ace song:

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">
A son, how you B?

"Aiyo I'm chillin"

and I C you D to go out, and make a killin', but where E?

"F that ***** he making G's on tour with H-Town doing shows overseas"

yeah I heard he DJ'd but stop hatin' OK? (I ain't hatin')

Smoke your L and chill the **** out, I found a way to get paid

you know how I M, we gonna be N

cuz my cousin Tyriq said, to meet him about ten

"Now that's that **** that I'm talking about

so yo let me just take this leak and then we out"

O now you gotta P, well hurry up it's quarter to

and I just got this beep from son, and that's the Q

R you ready? Hurry, I'll be in the S-10, Blazer

out front, he blowing up my pager

"Aiyo I hope this *****'s about getting cash

cuz mom's is about to evict my broke ass"

Chill, my cousin's like the 2001 Mr. T

rock mad ice and platinum, watch you gonna see

He pushin a 600, with color TV in the visor

and got more gadgets, than McGuiver (ooh)

we gonna make dough on the W ain't seen

in your lifetime or my lifetime yo mad cream

oh ****, you seen that car that drove by? (yeah)

well that was his X-hoe Lisa, and that was Y

he told us to drive through the hood and if we caught her

take back that 300-Z that he just bought her...so what's up

"***** I don't give a ****, whatever we gotta do

we can take the bitch car, the money and jewels too

make this u-turn, we'll catch her at the light

and get right, off of this quick jooks tonight

I don't give a ****" </div>

 

[The Dream]

^^^^Is there a pattern of some sort???? *sarcasm*

 

[Mr. J]

<div class="quote_poster">Quoting authentiq:</div><div class="quote_post">=greatest one-liner diss ever.</div>
That Blueprint 2 diss wasn't all that hot.

 

[Sex Panther]

^but that <u>one-liner </u> was

 

[Bobcats]

Dresta on Ole School Sh*t with Eazy-E and BG Knocc Out, murking Dre and Snoop

Dresta:

N*gga eva deadly
Ya just don't know who ya f**kin' wit
So I suggest get in ya sh*t and keep truckin' b*tch
Before I get my gat ya pressure case
Blast, blast I leave my gang bang layin' on ya face
I tattoe Dre name on my chest
Cross it out just another n*gga that I X-ed
And you won't see R.I.P.
You'll see P.N.D.
A Punk n*gga deceased yeah
And the b*tch that was yours will be mine buddy
All because ya woofed on a n*gga that was nutty
And I had to make an example
N*gga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample
Of a n*gga with street wise reality
That don't give a f**k type Compton mentality
I stare back death right in the face
Contemplate my last day on and everyday base
Cause a n*gga neva know when he go
I hope it only takes one shot
Cause I don't wanna die slow
My funeral will be full of my peers
People that neva gave a ***** about me droppin'
Threw me tears
I hope I'm in the casket face down
So all you muthaphukkaz can kiss my black ass now
And ***** all that cryin' all night
Just be happy that I'm rid of this f*cked up life
Yeah, and now you see you can't handle me
I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless F**kin Family

 

[Really Lost One]

basic instructions before leaving earth:

The basic instructions before leaving earth (3x)

Chorus: repeat 2x

Life is a test many quest the universe
And through my research, I felt the joy and the hurt
The first shall be last and the last shall be first
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Verse one:

Knowledge this wisdom, this goes back when I was twelve
I loved doing right but I was trapped in hell
Had mad ideas, sad eyes and tears
Years of fears, but yo my foes couldn’t bear
I searched for the truth since my youth
And went to church since birth, but it wasn’t worth the loot
That I was paying, plus the praying
I didn’t like staying cuz of busy-bodies and dizzy hotties
That the preacher had souped up with lies
Had me cooped up lookin at loot, butt, and thighs
Durin the service, he swallowed up the poor
And after they heard this, they wallowed on the floor
But I ignored, and explored my history that was untold
And watched mysteries unfold
And dropped a jewel like solomon, but never followed men
Cause if you do your brain is more hollow than
Space oblivia, or the abyss
With no trace of trivia, left with the hiss
Does it pay to be deaf, dumb and blind?
From a slave we was kept from the mind
And from the caves he crept from behind
And what he gave, was the sect of the swine
When the bible, it condemned the pig
I don’t mean to pull your hems or flip your wigs
But we used to wear a turban, but now we’re in the urban
No more wearing beanies and dress like a genie
No hocus pocus cause I focus on the facts
And put it on the tracks and brought it through the wax
I speak on jacob, it might take up some time
And too much knowledge, it might break up the ryhme
I did it anyway just to wake up the mind
Of those who kiss stones or prays on the carpet
Those who sit home, or sell books by the market
Need to chill and get their mind revived
For years religion did nothing but divide
The basic instructions before leaving earth

Chorus

Verse two:

I strolled through the books of job to unfold
And open bibles, instead of hoping on revivals
Calling on his name and screaming hallelujah
When he hardly knew ya, that’s how the devil’s fooled ya
See look into my eyes brethren, that’s the lies of a reverend
Why should you die to go to heaven?
The earth is already in space, the Bible I embrace
A difficult task I had to take
I studied till my eyes was swollen, and only arose when
I found out that we were the chosen
I deal with the truth, and build with the youth
And teach my son as he kneels on the stoop
Son, life is a pool of sin, corrupted wth foolish men
And women with wicked minds, who build picket signs
To legalize abortion, the evil eye distortion
I quiz son with my wisdom
Before I converted, I was perverted, and knowledge was asserted
The study of wisdom, I perferred it
The understanding, it gave me mental freedom
I even learnt caucasians were really the tribe of edam
The white image, of christ, is really cesare borgia
And uhh, the second son of pope alexander
The sixth of rome, and once the picture was shown
That’s how the devils tricked my dome
I prophesized to save a man, but no one gave a damn
For my nation - the seed of abraham
Blessed with the tongue of hebrew
Now we’re strung on needles, and some are plungin evils
So study and be wise in these days of darkness
Peace to my nephew marcus

The basic instructions before leaving earth

Chorus: repeat to fade

 

[norespect]

If I ever stuck it to any singer in show biz, i'd be Jennifer Lopez
sorry puff but I don't give a fu*k if this chick whas my own mother
i'd still fu*k her with no rubber
and c*m inside and have a son and a new brother
at the same time and just say that it aint mine

 

[Mr. J]

<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">People without hands feel me
</div>
Who says that again?