Best Rap Verses?

[Tic Tac Toe]

All things considered (Flow, lyrics, beat-matching(?) etc)

A few of my favorites

AZ on "Life's A Bitch" by NaS
1st verse 0:21
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nCnqDvvZrcM

Rugged Man on "Uncommon Valor" by Jedi Mind Tricks
2nd Verse 1:33

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7r0KpWMNxnM

Big Pun & Fat Joe on "Twinz (deep cover)"
They kill the whole song but what blows my mind is at 0:30
"Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aq2WVDESAS4

I'm too lazy to find all the other songs but I know Biggie, Immortal Technique, Big L, Dr. Dre, Eminem all have some killah shit too.

 

[Snatchmasta]

Get em high like noon, or the moon or room filled with smoke
A high filled with dope
Y'all assumed I was doomed, out of tune, but I still feel the notes
The real nigga quotes
Real rappers is hard to find, like a remote

-Common

from

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[Loyal 2 da game]

Usin' numberology to count the number of people I've sent to heaven,
Produces more digits than 22 divided by 7.

Immortal Technique is a god among men.

Also

I'll violate your whole album with a one-two
When I was one, two
I used to take on one, two, three niggaz in battles and won too
About one, two, three years ago
I had a 1-2 inch single on Rawkus that won two
I'm the kind of dude you compare no one to

Joel Ortiz is legit

 

[puzzle567]

Bury me smilin' with G's in my pocket
Have a party at my funeral, let every rapper rock it
Let the hoes that I used to know from way before
Kiss me from my head to my toe
Give me a paper and pen
So I can write about my life of sin
A couple bottles of gin incase I don't get in
Tell all my people I'm a Ridah
Nobody cries when we die, we outlaws let me ride

Pac from Life Goes On.

 

[mtn dew]

I'm rollin up my catnip and shittin in your litter.
The editor, director plus I'm my own boss.
Kreayshawn-Gucci Gucci ^_^

 

[Herman Li]

My brain's busted I don't think the shit is in service
Flippin' the finger and cursin' so I'll get injured on purpose
So when I'm with the surgeon I can be convincin' the nurses
For that prescription to purchase weed for medicinal purposes
You know that you are too damn blunted and need help
When you sittin' on the couch and you reach for a seat belt

 

[T V]

These have gotta rank up there among the best... Just listen to the whole songs


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[Dimethyl]

Seas of MCs I part, and some may call it Biblical
Steady causing damage with words, and even syllables
Audio, it's too militious, call it vicious
No time for battleing, competition I'm shattering
Astro-Physical, to melt mics my ritual
Something I couldn't stop, yo, it's just habitual
Flow like the breeze, with ease, of seven seas
You're to your knees, like hit by a disease
It's Afu, you know who, I'm coming faster
Pay attention, cause it's worldwide disaster

Defeat - Afu Ra

 

[xh1tman3]

About a young shorty in Sierra Leone or other conflict countries that people call home.
I figured i would never go to Angola so it never did affect me that maybe indirectly.
That my neckleash was funding a rebellion or a military coup,
Started by militias that dont believe in following none of Geneva's rules.
I was brushing off the haters, trying to be cool.
Didnt have a clue that the rapper was helping the rapers, raiders of the villagers, pillagers of the schools.
Shooters of the innocent, torturers of the witnesses, burners of the businesses
And my bracelet was the fuel.
Uhh, i aint pushing an agenda homie,
Im just pushing the facts, Fuck Bush!
Cuz theres people doin worse on this earth and there black,
I took it for years now let me bring it back,

(probably one of my favorite verses ever)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AMl915fcCIo

 

[puzzle567]

These have gotta rank up there among the best... Just listen to the whole songs

Not positive but I'm pretty sure Pac tore them apart in one of his singles. I'll look for it.

 

[JohnK]

Okay, I've got a few in mind...

Sometimes its hard to wake up in the morning
Mind full of demons, I don't wanna hear them anymore
Got me heartbroken,fine, so many babies screaming
Cause they seeing destruction before they a see human being
So they start smoking weed, we'll never get our day
Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shape
Cause they all broke. and why do ghetto birds die
Before we learn to fly, some bodies else's child caught in guns
Smoking weed, can all make a change
So I'm told, but I haven't seen the change unfold,
I keep hoping please, if you prefer to breathe,
Communities in need of people that will lead
Keep your eyes open, I can only say I'll try
Until the day I die, I promise to be wise
With my heart open, greed, brings only misery
A way to tragedy, so I stay sucker free
Only a few chosen, rise (rise)
My ghetto queen, rise (rise)
Don't be afraid to try (try)
Too many of us died to the door to open wide
My brother be wise, stay focused on the prize
Though everybody dies
We can...

- Tupac in "One Day At A Time"

Last name Ever, first name Greatest
Like a sprained ankle boy, I ain't nothing to play with
Started off local but thanks to all the haters
I know G-IV pilots on a first name basis
In your city faded off the brown, Nino
She insist she got more class, we know
Swimming in the money, come and find me: Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd a thought a country wide tour be the outcome
Labels want my name beside a X like Malcolm
Everybody gotta deal, I did it without one
Yeah, nigga I'm about my business
Killing all these rappers, you would swear I had a hit list
Everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness
If you ain't been a part of it, at least you got to witness, bitches

- Drake in "Forever"

Juicebox, tank top, tube socks
Dude stop, forehead shiny like a new Glock
Two shots fired at the Excursion we were swervin' in
All purpose verses with a passion for servin' kids
Empty out your purses on an immature crime spree
Eyin' up the nurses with some gloves that read I squeeze
Who the fuck said to speak, Mr. Me-Is-Siamese?
Even Christ said "Christ, he flows quite nicely"
Hypebeast's highly likely to bite me
And try to high five me, but I just give them high threes
Cause y'all don't get two, touch me, I'm the shit
Sue me, if you got an issue, grab a tissue
Mediocrity is odd to me
Ass as far as ya eyes can see. Who the best? They holla me
Nombre, Ho-lay shit, I don't spit crack, I spit cocaine crisp
I ain't fuckin' with it if it's no payment (Why?)
Cause everyone knows paid dudes don't pay rent
I'm dope like the coke that I'm laced with
Dreams what I'm chasin', flow hot it's chafin'
This is why I'm hot? No, that is why I'm blazin'
Dilla jacked Nick, I am shinin' like the diamond that I'm draped in
But I don't wear jewelery, it's HUF over Louis V
Excuse the endurance miss, this critic thing is new to me

- Earl in "Dat Ass"

Visualizing the realism of life and actuality
Fuck who's "the baddest"; a person's status depends on salary
And my mentality is money-orientated
I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it
Cause yeah, We were beginners in the hood as 5 percenters
But something must of got in us cause all of us turned to sinners
Now some resting in peace and some are sitting in San Quentin
Others such as myself are trying to carry on tradition
Keeping the effervescent street ghetto essence inside us
Cause it provides us with the proper insight to guide us
Even though, we know somehow we all gotta go
But as long as we leaving thieving
We'll be leaving with some kind of dough
So, and to that day we expire and turn to vapors
Me and my capers will be somewhere stacking plenty papers
Keeping it real, packing steel, getting high
Cause life's a bitch and then you die

- 'AZ' in Nas' "Life's a Bitch"

That's it, I think

 

[Typruss]

Drunk driving on a Wednesday
With 3 bitches in an MPV
Half a gallon of Georgie Porgie
And cranberry: that's the POD

Love passion, a recipe for terror
We mix them shits together, and then we having orgies
We here, this life forever
We never gonna stop
You with us, lemme hear you scream

>_>..

 

[magicfool]

dead in the middle of little italy little did we know
that we riddled some middle man who didn't do diddly

; you probably should have changed it to best bar, instead of best verse. people are posting entire tracks

 

[iem god]

im a fucking walking paradox,
no im not,
threesome with a fucking triceratops..

or

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
Some food for thought, this food for death, go ahead and fucking eat
My father's dead, well I don't know, we'll never fucking meet
I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son

 

[<3☻]

I'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashin' while
Jackin' off to bufferin' vids of Asher Roth eatin' apple sauce
Sent to Earth to poke Catholics in the ass with saws
And knock blunt ashes into their caskets and laugh it off
Twisted sicker than mad cattle, in fact I'm off
Six different liquors with a Prince wig plastered on
Stop screamin', bitch: you shouldn't be that alarmed
When Big Lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm
Earl puts the "ass" in "assassin"
Puts the pieces of decomposin' bodies in plastic
Puts 'em in a pan and mixes it up with scat
Then gobbles it like fat black bitches and catfish
It so happens that I'm so haphazardous
I'll puke a piece and put it on a hook and fuckin' cast the shit
I'm askin' that you faggot rap actors take action
And get a hall pass for this class-act shit
How the fuck I fit an axe in a satchel?
Slip capsules in a glass, you dizzy rascal
Party staff baffled, askin' where her ass go
In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes
Go on, suck it up; but hurry, I got nuts to bust
And butts to fuck and ups to shut and sluts to fuckin' uppercut
It's OF buttercup: go ahead, fuck with us
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked
Ask her for a couple bucks, shove a trumpet up her butt
Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch
As well as supper; then I'll rummage through her ruptured cunt
Found the mustard, fuckin' nosey neighbors notice somethings up
"What you doin'? " Nothin' much, squish out some other stuff
Gotta fuckin' bounce, guess the bouncer's had enough of us...

-Earl.

 

[jimmy riddle]

Every verse in, Big L - Da graveyard