Quote the Illest Verse/Lines !

My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
That'll stab you in the head
whether you're a *** or lez
Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest
Pants or dress - hate ****? The answer's "yes"
Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic
Staring at my jeans, watching my genitals bulging (Ooh!)
That's my mother****ing balls, you'd better let go of em
They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of em
Hey, it's me, Versace
Whoops, somebody shot me!
And I was just checking the mail
Get it? Checking the 'male'?" eminem- criminal

"Scenario" (1992)

A Tribe Called Quest and the Leaders of the New School

Chorus:
Here we go yo, here we go yo,
So what so what so what's the, scenario
Here we go yo, here we go yo,
So what so what so what's the, scenario,

Verse One: Phife Dawg

Ey yo, Bo knows this (what?) and Bo knows that (what?)
But Bo don't know jack, cause Bo can't rap,
So whaddaya know? the Di-Dawg is first up to bat,
No batteries included, and no strings attached,
No holds barred, no time for move fakin
Gots to get the loot so I can bring home the bacon
Brothers front, they say the Tribe can't flow,
But we've been known to do the impossible like Broadway Joe so,
Sleep if you want, my crew will help you get your Z's troop,
But here's the real scoop,
I'm all that and then some, short dark and handsome,
Bust a nut inside your eye, to show you where I come from,
I'm vexed, fumin, I've had it up to here,
My days of payin dues are over, acknowledge we is in there(YEAH)
Head for the border, go get a taco,
I'll be wreckin from the jump street, meaning from the get-go,
Sit back relax and let yourself go,
Don't sweat what you heard, and act like you know,

Verse Two: Charlie Brown

Yes yes y'all (yes y'all!)
who got the vibe it's the Tribe y'all (Tribe y'all!)
real live y'all (live y'all!)
Inside outside come around... (who's that??) Broowwwwwwwwn!
Some may, I say, call me Charlie,
The word is the herb and I'm deep like Bob Marley,
Layback on the payback, revolve and rotate the gates? CONTACT!
Can I get a hit? (HIT!)
Boom bit with a brother named Tip and we're ready to flip,
East coast stompin', rippin', and rompin'
New York, North Cack-a-laka, and Compton,
Checka-checka-check it out!,
The loops for the troops, more bounce to the ounce,
And wow how now wow how now Brown cow
We're ill till the skill gets down,
For the flex, next, it's the textbook old to the new,
but the rest are doo-doo,
From radio, to the video, to Arsenio,
Tell me! Yo, what's the scenario.

Verse Three: Dinco D

(True blue!) Scooby Doo, whoopie doo,
Scenario's radio, rates more than four,
Scores for the snores that smother dancefloors,
Now I go for mine, shave the seashore,
Ship-shape crushed Grapes Apes that play tapes,
Papes make drakes baked for the wakes,
of an L-ah, An E-ah, simply just a leader,
bass in his face means peace see ya later,
Later? (LATER!) Later alligator,
Pop goes the weasel and the herb's the inflater,
So yo the D "what?!" the O, incorporated I-N-C into a flow,
Funk flipped flat back first fist foul fight fight fight,
Laugh yo how's that sound (ohhhhhh!)

Verse Four: Q-Tip, Busta Rhymes

It’s a Leader/Quest mission and we got the goods here(here!),
Never on the left cause my right's my good ear (ear!),
I could give a damn about a ill subliminal,
Stay away from crime SO I ain't no (CRIMINAL!),
I love my young nation, groovy sensation,
No time for hibernation, only elation,
Don't ever try to test,
the water little kid,
Yo Mr. Busta Rhymes, tell 'em what I did,

I heard you rushed and rushed, "AND ATTACKED!"
Then they rebuked and you had "TO SMACK!"
Causin rambunction, throughout the sphere,
And raised the levels of the boom!, inside the ear,

You know I did it,
So don't violate or you'll get violated,
The hip-hop sound is well agitated,
Won't ever waste no time on the played out ego,
So here's Busta Rhymes with the, Scenario,

Verse Five: Busta Rhymes

Watch, as I combine all the juice from the mind,
Heel up, wheel up, bring it back, come rewind,
Powerful impact BOOM! from the cannon,
Not braggin, try to read my mind just imagine,
Vo-cab-u-lary's necessary,
When diggin into my library,
Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!,
Eating ITAL stew like the one Peter Tosh-a,
UH uh UH, all over the track, man,
UH, pardon me, UH, as I come back
As I did it yo I had to beg your pardon,
When I travel deep i always roll with the squadron,
ROOAAAW!, ROAAAW!, like a dungeon dragon!,
Change your little drawers cause your pants are saggin!,
Try to step to this and get twisted like a turban,
And have u smelling stank, like some old stale urine,
Chickity-choco, the chocolate chicken,
The rear cockdiesel, but chicks they were kicking
Yo, bustin out before the Busta bust a nut the rhythm is really in sync (UHH!) the rhymes are on time (TIME!)
Rippin up the sound just like a radio,
Observe the rhyme and check out the scenario!!
[chorus starts]yea my man, mothufcuku'

Otep, Battle Ready

Verse 1:

simple souls overload as I explode data banks
'cause the earth & space gave birth to this paleface

supreme -- linguistic -- mental machine
your brain cells swell - the intellects extreme

fire fills my veins as I proclaim my resistance
to the mind-swapping parasites that feed off my existence

as I -- skin the burn to relearn the royal plan
somewhere out beyond the edges in the depths of spirit land

it's authentic, apocalyptic destroyer
damaging challengers -- resurrection, disorder

a monument of crisis - I strike this - your dead
line my nest with your soul -- cleansed in bloodshed

Verse 2:
commanding the mic -- striking up a verb-fest
mass destruction is my function - time to put it to the test

in combat --- attacking since way back
in the days I drew praise for the way that I slain facts

formulating flows in revolutionary science
it's the catastrophic prophet from the anarchist alliance

freaking techniques -- this creature of speech
ewe feels the fury of devastation 'cause ewe ewe tasted defeat

I'm alone on my throne in this universe of fear
royalty divides my soul -- in this role I'm revered

as the pinnacle -- lyrical master -- queen of disaster
I ruin brain fluid -- the UNKNOWN IS WHAT I'M AFTER

Verse 3:

shaking up the world -- just like the 2nd coming of Christ
-- when I write -- thrice divine with this goddess sight

words will flow -- wounds will grow
ewe knows -- bones will be exposed from the force that I unload

it's THE SOUL EATER!! -- mic bleeder with the voice of chaos
I got the nectar of the gods flowing from my mental pod

gather the flock -- alarm your block
tell them the shepherds have come & got the keys to unlock

a holy war -- through your veins it courses
more lyrical artillery than the armed forces

supernatural -- styles be volatile
it's the mind manipulator -- the WAR CHILD

Sic aint it??

yea..

those are some sharp darts.

One of my friends freestyles like that. With that profound mystical flow. But he adds a more demonic horror flavor to it though.

To me, his best track he's written was called "hell's hell". He flows about what it might be like if hell had a hell. and what a soul would probably go through after being cast down from the original hell for being that much of a badass..lol

It was long as shite too but at the same time more profound that anything I ever heard in rap, when it's talking about hell.

AS I LAY DYING - "An Ocean Between Us"

Go

How many years have we waited
For a ship that never set sail?
And how many days have we wasted
Chasing a love that was not our own?
I sat ashore and watched
As one hopeless wave crashed upon another
While my thoughts ran to the highest hills
My heart never reached the sea
With only delusions of an endless journey
I am left with an ocean between You and me

Is this Your salvation?
Is this all You can give?
I will not stand in reflection
Of someone else's dream

The gate to my heart has been weld shut
With the splendor of my aspirations closed in
How many years have we waited
For a ship that never set sail?
And how many days have we wasted
Chasing a love that was not our own?

Is this Your salvation?
Is this all You can give?
I will not stand in reflection
Of someone else's dream

ROYKSOPP - "Only This Moment"
(THIS is the greatest piece of music I have ever heard. The melody, the lyrics, the emotion... simply flawless. This song is 'close to perfection'😉

Only this moment (Holds us together)
Close to perfection (Nothing is out there)
No one to guide us (Lost in the senses)
Deep down inside I know our love will die
[OK]

Only this moment (Holds us together)
Lost in confusion (Feelings are out there)
Scared of the ocean (Doubting intentions)
Deep down inside I know our love will die
[OK]

Stay or forever go
Play or you'll never know
We haven't decided
You can't deny it's all you've been waiting for
[OK]

Stay or forever go
Play or you'll never know
Your spirit's divided
You will decide if I'm all you've been waiting for

Got in my head
Have been part of my twist
By the force of the nature
Revealing our fates
And our words don't make sense and I do understand,
Falling in love isn't part of our plan
Forces within me, makes reason with lust
But I try to accept it and not think it works
Because I know I might lose you by taking the chance
But love without pain isn?t really romance

Vanden Plas -

We're not God

"protection of the rich ones
surveillance of the poor
so what when we raise a secret mushroom that we can't control"

Beyond Daylight

"Ghost kings came over desert stone
To see where the salt lake lies
All the animals are minerals
Here in scarlet: petrified
God's second cast
Forgotten in the salt lake shore
But I will still remind you
In the oldest dreams to win the final war
I can see the day arrive
I can hear the morning birth
Even when you take my view
Steal my tongue
The sirens will never fly again
And they are singing just for me
Cause I invented them for my story
And I never have to worry
On my private way to Golgata"

Postcard To God

"Surrounded by a cover like a shield for all the faith
Surrounded by this pine and never ending days
I'm living in a prison but I dare to die outside
That keeps my will alive

And we're sending out a message
And we're sending out a prayer
And the voices asking every night
Is there anybody there
Somebody knows, somebody knows

When I pray I can say
All my believing in just one word
When I pray then I may
Sending an unwritten postcard to god

And now you buy me roses
And some needless little things
You're singing me a song
In a tune that no none sings
I'm longing for these memories
They keep me warm and safe
You throw 'em in my grave

And I'm sending you a message
And I'm sending you a prayer
All the echoes whisper in my ear
Is there anybody there
Somebody knows, somebody knows"

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel/
-Bloodhound Gang-The bad touch
(I am so sorry, I really couldn't help myself)

rappers can't sleep, need sleepin'
Big keep creepin'
bullets heat seekin'
casualties need treatin'
dumb rappers need teachin'
lesson A, don't fcuk wit B.I. thats's that..

if I said it, I meant it,
bite my toungue for no one,
call me evil, or unbelieveable...

tryin' to play Go-rilla,
when you ain't no killa,
the gats by your liver,
your upper lip quiver,
your ready to die,
tell God I sad hi..

"Unbelieveable" from the "Ready to Die" album

Notorious BIG aka Biggie / R.I.P G.O.A.T

Originally posted by FistOfThe North
I tried clicking on that link and even tried cut and paste it on on the address bar, but it just takes me back to the main KMC window..o well.

An Ill Meth verse Alpha, no doubt especially that last line.

I like:

"Im tougher than denim / Lethal like venom in snake bites,

the marijuana makes my eyes bright / red like brake lights"

-Canibus

And from the same artist, i like :

"Mc's run away when I kick it / They act so chicken, they should come

with a large drink and a biscuit."

lol

"My flows sting like after haircuts when alcohol is applied to the raw
skin so whoever wanna battle get blasted get ya teeth an armor shattered & shitted on like pampers"

-canibus off of keith murray's 1999 album

"my metaphores is metafives my style go up in ya raw dog lil n**** u get fcuked like petafiles"

-ras kass The end feat RZA

"Yo, I'm walkin' waters
spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs
idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards
be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol
pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible"

-Big Pun wishful thinking

Common track dissin' ice Cube hard. It's not the whole song. I just put the craziest part of it up. Like the illest disses on it. Like these.

Common - The B*tch in You

A ***** N*gga wit an Attitude named Cube,
steps to the Com wit a feud,
Now what the fcuk i look like dissin' a whole coast,
you ain't done nothin' dope since "America's Most"

You was on the diick of the East on your first release, your lease is up,
at the crib house n*iggas get evicted,
wit vidoes wit white boys sayin' you get "Wicked"

I heard a ho say you'se her favorite rapper,
(so what?)
so i had to slap her,
and violate you,
a muslim drinkin' brew,
yo n*gga ain't no Mac-10 he's a 22 (wack-10?)
i seen you,
you ain't say sh*t in ATL.,
Cube i like that diamond chime,
i might take it then sell,

You ain't got no choice but to fight,
cause ain't none of y'all n*ggas gotta chance on the mic.

So everyytime that you come out, yo i'm'a talk about you,
Until you let that, b*tch in you, walk up out you.

One of the best diss tracks ever. I say top 5.

ask 9 outta 10 n*ggas on the planet,
who the best is, the question'll go unanswered,
till i step up, to the front lines wit rhymes,
as i'm revin' my engines like they were powered by the mind.

However you wanna word it i'm perfect,
touch my microphone by accident and get murdered on pupose, muthufuku.

'Cause I ain't scared of none of y'all
Word to Allah
We can go to war, with four-four's, or squashbuckle with swords
Toxicated off the La-La
On some Rah-Rah
I'll blow your stereo the **** up if it ain't a Hi Fi
Lyrical scholar
In the physical form of Allah
Niggas'll tell you that I'm nice with the Blah-Blah-Blah!!!

The intellectual ath-e-lete accurately rapping so rapidly
Yet he makes perfect sense mathematically

I happily accept any rapper's offer to challenge me
Fifty M.C.'s reduced to forty nine casulaties
I'll be the last man standing
With metaphors a charlie horse couldn't put a cramp in

- Canibus

in a past life i slained hundreds
and the life before that,
i played trumpets, to warn you that i was comin'

I'll burn your house down and empty the clip of tu abuela - Immortal Technique

Take off your blouse,
And your underpants,
Then take a look,
'Cause here me and KG come naked,
Out of the side-hatch,
With the oils and perfume and incense.
Now you're groovin',
Put on a cool '70s groove
A funky groove to **** to
A funky groove to **** to

Me, me and KG,
It's all about sex supreme,
We likes to cream jeans. (sex)
Have you ever been worked on
By two guys who are hot for your snatch? (sex)
That's what I'm offerin' you.
You step into our room,
And then you smell the perfume,
You lay upon our roundish bed,
And then you feel a tickling on your head.
It's KG with the feather and the French tickler,
Look out baby he got the tools.
And then you feel somethin' down by your feet.
It's me, it's JB, I'm suckin' upon your toes.

We don't mind suckin' on toes!
Good luck findin' a boyfriend who sucks toes!
Havin' sex with me and KG,
Now you're talkin' double team supreme.

Tenacious D - Double Team

i'm the greatest scienctifically inclined mind since Einstein,
i write blue ribbon rhymes for nobel price time,
tryin' to shine wit' the sh*t i invent,
i know i ain't perfect,
but i'm 99.9 percent.
which means i represent, and get deeps in thoughts,
with philosophies like rollin' stone gathers no moss,
at any at all cost, mc's get flipped, ripped, split and tossed,
wit' lyrical brute force, of course.

"It's Logic"

- Canibus

texas chainsaw, left his brains all
dangling from his neck, while his head barely hangs on,
Blood, guts, guns, cuts, knives.
lives, wives, nuns, sluts b*tch i'ma kill you!

- Eminem

sharpshooters hit the prosecutors,
Judges are sent photographs,
of they wives taking baths,
along with briefcase filled with 1.5,
THATS THE BRIBE,
take it or commit suicide,
First rule: anyone who schemes on our gold in Syria,
i want their small intestines ripped from the interior,
i got a price for those jewels, ship 'em freight cargo,
dont forget to launder the cream through wells fargo,
reconstruct processing plants, put a call to costa rica,
400 barrels of ether,
200 pounds of reefer,
And 50 immigrants with fake visas.

.....the life of a drug dealer

Hell's Wind Staff / Killah Hills 10304 by GZA

our troops need to leave iraq
and rap niggas need to go on strike
so we can get more cash

a bowl of milk almost killed you, ock
you almost drowned in my pops
i bought another box
IMMA KEEP IT REAL WIT YOU

i'm GOD, cipher divine
love my pussy refined
that means clean
an f.d.s. smell with a shine

-ghost

Can you see what I be hearin talkin to spirits when I sleep
Peep this out real quick Slick, we gets on this beat and speak
about that pimp shit, that walk with dat limp shit, that hemp shit
Lookin up in your face I see a coward and a dimwit
Lookin to run up in my private home just like you was the folks
Servin a warrant to a baby daddy, who do they come to quote?
On a Tuesday, April Fool's Day, don't get caught slippin
Leavin the keys off in the ignition, makin me guilty by suspicion
Penny pinchers tryin to stack for ninety-six
Buyin another Fleetwood, Diamond took it, so know we's in the mix
I need to take my ass to the crib and drop the baby off
Cause them niggaz at the corner sto' been lookin at me for too long
Starin like accidents on highways, high days are better than sober ones
Don't be biased, but I know it has to come
So I put two in the sky to let them know I'm babysittin
Y'all don't know nothin bout Big Boi cause that nigga steady dippin

-big boi

Styles will change
They say change is dang-erous
As a king standing on the terrace
While his partner pointing up at the rifleman
Cowards shoot him
Never know when your life will end.
Then... live like there ain't no 'morrow
And if one come then this the motto
Now I put message in bottle
You go to the nearest beach and open your car door
And you walk to the place where the sea meets the land
Yeah it's easier to run the street than walk in the sand
Hey I'm talking young man
As if chalk in my hand
I will take yo' little ass to school
It's cool
When the kids call me sonny, the hood calls me stacks
The bees call me honey, Hollywood calls me back
Crack and I have a lot in common
We both come up in the 80s and we keep that bass pumpin'
Now that's a nega-tive comparison
Embarassin'
Unfortunate that if you come up fortunate
The street considers you lame
I thought the name of the game
Was to have a better life
I guess it ain't what a shame
I don't slang, never slung
But I'm one with the slum
That has a name well fitting
Plenty cheese getting
No wonder why they called it the trap
So watch your tail
And I'm not kidding
The rats and mice would give advice
They say that you can paint and draw
Get out of here
Go show them that we're more than slangin' raw
That's when I broke into my big Rube impression
And I tried to enlighten but that night a learned a lesson
That the morals that you think you got go out the window
When all the other kids are fresh and they got new Nintendo
Wiis
And yo' child is down on her knees
Praying hard up to God for a Whopper with cheese
Do you b) Hit the street hard with a flare
Or do you a) Go for school for heating and air
Dare making an honest living
But make a crooked killing
Or do a bit of both until your holding on a million
Brilliant
You got one foot in and one foot out
You put yo' left foot back in and then you shake it all about
You do the Hokey Pokey 'til you turn your life around
That's what it's all about
3000 out

-andre

When I was sleepin on the train,
sleepin on Meserole Ave out in the rain
without even a single slice of pizza to my name
too proud to beg for change mastering the pain
when new york niggas were calling southern rappers lame,
but then jacking our slang
I used to get dizzy spells
and hear a little ring
the voice of a Angel
telling me my name
telling me that one day imma be a great man transforming with the MegatronDon spittin out flames,
eatin wack rappers alive shittin out chains.
I ain't believe it then.
Nigga I was homeless
Fightin, shootin dice, smokin weed on the corners
tryna find the meaning of life in a corona
till the 5 percenters rolled up on a nigga and informed him:

"you either build or destroy. Where you come from?"
"The Magnolia projects in the 3rd ward slum"
"Hmmm... its quite amazing that you rhyme how you do
and how you shine like you grew up in a shrine in Peru."

Question14 - wisdom Lesson 2: Dip over, Civilize a 85er.
I make the devil hit his knees and say the Our Father.

Abracadabra!
You rockin with the True and Living
shot out to Lights Out, Joseph I, Chewy Bivens,
shout out to Baltimore, Baton Rouge, my crew in Richmond.
While y'all debated who the truth was like Jews and Christians
I was on Cecil B, Broad Street, Master, North Philly, South Philly, 23rd, Tasker.
6 mile, 7 mile, Hartwell, Gratiot: Where niggas really would pack a uhaul truck up,
put the high beams on, drive up on the curb at a barbecue and hop out the back like "what's up!",
kill a nigga, rob a nigga, take a nigga, bust up.
That's why when you talk the tough talk I never feel ya.
You sound real good and you play the part well, but the energy you givin off is so unfamiliar.
i dont feel ya

Nas hit me up on the phone, said "What you waitin on?"
Tip hit me up with a twitt, said "What you waitin on?"
Diddy send a text every hour on the dot sayin "When you gon drop that verse nigga you taking long"

So now I'm back spittin that He Could Pass A Polygraph
that Reverend Run rockin adidas out on Hollis Ave
That FOI, Marcus Garvey, Nikki Tesla
I shock like a eel
Electric feel
Jay Electra

They call me Jay Electronica
**** that.
Call me Jay ElecHannukah
Jay ElecYarmulke
Jay ElecRamadaan Muhammad Asalaamica RasoulAllah Supana Watchin allah through your monitor.
My uzi still weighs a ton check the barometer
I'm hotter than the mutha****in sun check the thermometer.
I'm bringing ancient mathematics back to modern man.
My momma told me never throw a stone and hide your hand.
I got a lot of family, you got a lot of fans.
That's why the people got my back like the Verizon man.
I play the back and fade to black and then devise a plan.
Out in London, smoking, vibin while I ride the tram.
Givin’ out that raw food to lions disguised as lambs,
And, by the time they get they seats hot,
And deploy all they henchmen to come at me from the treetops,
I’m chillin out at Tweetstock,
Building by the millions,
My light is brilliant.

-jay electronica

hello, it's hova
thats right youngin the waitins over
the new millenium is upon us
the album is here
before we get into this shit lets get a few things clear
rappers with no relation
there's seven degrees of separation
and i'm kevin bacon
this is the murderer's version
jigga the shit even when he rhyme in third person
hova the god
i should be rappin with a turban
haters cant disturb him
waiters can't serve him

-jigga