Sickest Verse?

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Cleverwon

Paradigm P
ill o.g.
Battle Points: 74
What is one of the sickest verses you ever heard? You know, the kind that repeat in your head for days or even years?? Theres alot in my head, but this one is from Big L's 1st album "Lifestyles of da Poor and Dangerous". I first heard this in 1995 and its been fuckin stuck in my head ever since:

"I got styles you can't copy bitch, it's the triple six
in the mix, straight from H-E-double-hockey sticks
Every Sunday, a nun lay from my gun spray
Fuck Carlito, we doin' shit the Devil Son's way
Every minute my style switches up, they said a real man
won't hit a girl well I ain't real cause I beat bitches up
I use words that's ill, L got nerves of steel
I'm cool, but every now and then I get a urge to kill
I'm takin lives for a great price, I'm the type
to step in heaven with a Mac 11 and rape Christ
And I'm fast to put a cap in a fag chest
The Big L's mad stressed, cause hell is my address
I'm on some satanic shit strictly, little kids
be wakin up cryin' yellin, "Mommy Big L is comin to get me!"
 
E

Equality 7-2521

Guest
"We the American working population hate the fact that eight hours a day is wasted on chasing the dream of somone that isnt us and we may not hate our jobs but we hate jobs in general that dont have to do with fighting our own causes.
We the American working population hate the nine to five day in day out while we would rather be supporting ourselves by being payed to perfect the pastimes we have harboured based solely on the fact that it makes us smile if it sounds dope." - Aesop Rock (9-5ers Anthem)

"Im bout to hit you with that traditional style of cold rockin
Giving options for head knockin non stopin
Tip topin lyrics be droppin but styles can be forrgotten
So we bring back the raw Hiphopin
Just like the records and tapes you be coppin
caught some breakdancing, boggie, poppin and lockin
Tick tockin, gauranteed to have you clockin
We only get better, know me better when youve got it
This type of flow dont even think about stoppin
Beware, the lenght of the rhyme though can be shockin
All music lovers in the place right now
That never understook the way that KRS got down
Yo, im strictly bout skills and dope lyrical coastin
Relyin on talent, not maketing and promotion
If a dope lyrical flow is a must
You gotta with the knee you can quickly trust
Im not saying Im number one
Oh im sorry i lied
Im number 1, 2, 3, 4 and five
Stop wasting your money on marketing schemes
And pretty packages pushing dreams to the fiends
A dope MC is a dope MC
With or without a record deal, all can see
And thats who KRS be son
Im not the run of the mill
Cos for the mill i dont RUN!" - KRSONE (Step Into A World)


cant fuck with that shit
 

Cleverwon

Paradigm P
ill o.g.
Battle Points: 74
Aiiight. That one is a classic.
 

soundboy2

ILLIEN
ill o.g.
When I ride thu the hood, and see youngs cat hanging out on the corner, I always think about a lil line Scarface said,

"I was doing this rap shit, since Scott LA Rock was still living,
While you niggas was standing on the corner bullshitting"

His voice make a lot more ill tho.

80% of Pac's stuff but some ill shit to stay somebody, was Pimp C (circa 1990)

If yo girl look fine you better hide the b**ch
cause If I find her, I'ma f**k her and make her suck my d**k
Now that goes for yo moma and your sister too.
And if I 'm lock down in jail that sh*t might go for you.
 

Guevara

BETTER THAN YESTERDAY
ill o.g.
Battle Points: 34
Extraterrestrial poet,
my pen stroke is grotesque
Rugged nigga abrasive to any fo'flesh
So let's paint a thousand words worth a picture
Panoramic though,
more esoteric than hieroglyphs and scriptures
And chemical mixtures,
spit your's, not just kick words
Spit swords when we joust from the mouth dogg
Heard he got the hottest shit out,
but Titanic emcees Somehow manage to freeze
Fracture your flows so bandage your steez, no royalties
Subtract his mathematics like I was droppin' satanic degrees
Long time no see chico,
still eatin' pussy at the Nico? (ha haaa)
I'm screamin' "Power to the people"
Most times, genius is misunderstood, but understand
You stand under unstable tables of foundation
My true occupation,
dissemination of information
Usin' both sides of the brain, and I ain't complacent
Complain when I speak,
fuck Priority Records
Like Prince, I'm writin' "slave" on my cheek,
cause my kids gotta eat
Meanwhile A&R's sniffin' coke, gettin' kickbacks,
fuck that
My written's like Christ wit a cross on his back
I'll breathe a total Black experience on a track
What use to be hot was what a emcee said
Now Hip-Hop don't respect you unless you platinum or dead

-Ras Kass, Van gOhg
 

Formant024

Digital Smokerings
ill o.g.
GUess this one,

Wisdom shall come out of the mouths of babes and sucklings
But you blinded by cultural ignorance and steady judging
But judge not, lest ye may be judged
For the judgment ye judge ye shall surely be judged, you gets no love

From Caligula to Hitler, now it's Schwartzeneggar
A lust for the violence is the science of their behavior
Who enslaved ya (it's the Devil) but the God of virtuosity
And of the world created, could it be mental sodomy
Got my mind twisted like the blades of fonta leaf
I sit in disbelief as he crawls underneath
the rock cock back the glock, cause I don't trust
the Devil I rebel until Babylon is dust

I made a flamenco/hiphop xover rmx on this called " vlam&co" on the sc page.
 

Cleverwon

Paradigm P
ill o.g.
Battle Points: 74
Free Mumia-Abu Jamal! Krs and Channel Live.
 

Craig Gantt

Microphone Violator
ill o.g.
These felonies be like prophecies
Begging me to stop
Cuz These lawyers getting money
Everytime they knock us
Slashing pockets lyrically
Suckas fleed when they notice
Switched my name to Makaveli
Had the rap game closed
Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows
They froze
Now suckas idealize my choosen Blows
More money mean litigating
More Playa hating
Got a cell at the penn for me waiting
Is this my fate
Miss me with that mistermeaner thinking
Me fall back
Never That
Too much Tequilla drinking
We all that
Make them understand me
Hey I'll stay all night out with my Posse
Everyone roll with me is family
Cuz everybodies got me
Watch me paint a perfect vision
This life we living
Got us all meeting up in Prison
Last week I got a letter from my road dog
Written in Blood
Saying, "Please show a young playa love"
Hold your head
Hold it
 

berserk

Monster Music
ill o.g.
Battle Points: 33
Nas - Posion (Take from the source website)

Ayo it’s poison
Ecstasy coke you say its love
It is poison
Schools where I learned
they should be burned
It is poison
Physicians prescriptin’ us medicine
which is poison
Doctors injectin’ our infants
wit’ the poison
Religion mis-overstood
is poison
Sisters up in my hood tryin’ to do good
given choices
When pregnant drop outta school
or have abortions
Stop workin’ hopin’ that they
find a man that will support them
Up latenight
on they mother’s cordless
Thinkin’ a perm or bleachin’ cream
will make them better
When they’re gorgeous
White girls tannin’
Lyposuction
Fake titties are implanted
Fake lips, that’s life destruction
Light-skin women biracial
Hateful toward theyselves
Denying even their blood
I don’t judge Tiger Woods but I
Over-stand the mental poison
That’s even worse than the drugs
Yo it’s poison
Ecstasy coke you say its love
It is poison
Schools where I learned
they should be burned
It is poison
Physicians prescriptin’ us medicine
which is poison
Doctors injectin’ our infants
wit’ the poison
Religion mis-overstood is poison
Radio and TV
Poison
White Jesus
Poison
And any thoughts
of takin’ me down
is all poison
Who want beef now
my heat shall anoint them...
 

nobodyfamous

ILLIEN
ill o.g.
last verse from elevators, andre

Got stopped at the mall the other day
Heard a call from the other way
That I just came from, some nigga was sayin somethin
Talkin bout "hey man, you remember me from school? " smoke some
Naw not really but he kept smilin like a clown
Facial expression lookin silly
And he kept askin me, what kind of car you drive, I know you paid
I know y’all got buku of hoes from all them songs that y’all done made
And I replied that I had been goin through tha same thing that he had
True I got more fans than the average man but not enough loot to last me
To the end of the week, I live by the beat like you live check to check
If you don’t move yo’ foot then I don’t eat, so we like neck to neck
Yes we done come a long way like them slim ass cigarettes
From virginia, this ain’t gon stop so we just gonna continue
 
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StaffChamp

Guest
[Black Thought]
Yo I'm in the eye of the storm, where the pressure's on
And MC's is dressed funny like a leprechuan
I chop rappers up like chicken seczuan
Sells a squads off like a slave auction
Aiyyo my zodiac sign read caution
On stage, I make your seed to an or-phan
Yo, my age an algebraic equation
Niggas want some? I hit em wit a portion
Son, The Fifth awesome, armed at the door son
M-illi-tilla, Dice Raw, quick draw son
You don't want no more son? That's when more come
And drag a nigga Eerie Avenue to Oregon, you're all done
Ladies and gentlemen
Select the weapon at the gate upon entering, The Roots instrumentaling
Spark shit, them niggas try to talk shit
We hit em like the L at 60th and Market
South Philly clip a hole into a nigga pocket
Take sneaks, chains and rings and bracelets
Split back this like we the therapist
Adrenaline, Fifth mic terrorist, once again
 

Wattz21XX

ILLIEN
ill o.g.
Canibus brings the sickest drama,
fierce enough to pierce the thickest armor
I smack bitches who try to suck dick 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, niggas 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
Fuck yall you dont impress me and no one can test me
An Emcee so ill, I got AIDS scared to catch me
All that shit you poppin will stop, when I put you in a headlock,
and apply pressure until I crush your mutha fuckin noggin
I grab mics and push niggas 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 fuckas need NordicTrack
to get ya weight up, fuckin with Canibus you get ate up
get beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my name up
been rockin longer than niggas 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 dick 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 shit 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 shit
going once, going twice
Sold to that nigga name Canibus
Me and Mr.Cheeks, A-Plus, and Funk Doctor
hopping out the Hue helicopter to suey chop ya

Canibus' verse from Lost Boyz' "Beasts From The East"
 

berserk

Monster Music
ill o.g.
Battle Points: 33
lol yeah sorry... i thought he was saying that the verse was blow... haha... yeah it's like... my heat shall annoint them k'blow...
 
G

Gaz

Guest
Listen, I be the herbaholic, specializing in hydrophonics
I'm saving the sickest niggas with my hydrophonic tonics
Super like sonics, floating like the Spanish armada,
I'm ready to spit the kick about the missing marijuana
It's getting harder, to acquire what I desire
Due to the politicians wanna stop me getting higher
Causing the peoples minds with their propaganda scams
And claiming my marijuana's gonna make my life a sham
Because a cultivator, putting my seeds inside the propagator
Graduating my hydrophonics major
Studying marijuana to a scientific stage
And making it clear for people that's living with grief or rage
Alcohol causes kidney damage and liver sorosis
Marijuana's been known with curing multiple Schlorosis
My diagnosis, is that it doesn't cause psychosis
Only some people suffer with a case of halitosis
I know this, isn't what you've been taught by the media
It's time for you to listen to knowledge that I be feeding ya
In '83 Ronald Reagan he turned to parakat
And started on spraying my holy herbs with some araquat
They was planning on killing me for puffing herbs
Said that if I died then it was what that I deserved
It's absurd, we can buy alcohol in any off license
Then walk around paralytic and cause violence
Acting like tyrants, beating up on family members
Waking up in the morning and we cant even remember
Yo this is fact that I've written
Alcohol cause seventy-five percent of the violence there be in Britain
I'm spitting, lyrical fact to the Jack Straw
Telling him that it's wise that he legalize the draw
With metaphors and medical evidence
Showing him that marijuana be burning from the mansions to the tenements
 

Cleverwon

Paradigm P
ill o.g.
Battle Points: 74
Yo gaz, who's verse is that?
 
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