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 11 years ago '07        #1
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TheIncomparable 
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The Hottest Verse "ever" Written Is....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 

 
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156 comments for "The Hottest Verse "ever" Written Is....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

 11 years ago '06        #2
AYEWUNCRAKBABY 43 heat pts43
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prodigysss verse on shook ones IMO
 11 years ago '07        #3
TheIncomparable  OP
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THE THIRD VERSE OF TUPAC, ON "ME AGAINST THE WORLD"

With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath
When will I finaly get to rest? Through this supression
they punish the people that's askin questions
And those that possess, steal from the ones without possesions
The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons
Don't settle for less - even the genius asks-es questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don't ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people and politics we address
Always do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic
And when you get stranded
And things don't go the way you planned it
Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference
Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen
If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change
It wasn't nuttin like the game
It's just me against the world
 06-30-2007, 08:27 PM         #4
TValles 
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I'm lookin' for Mrs. Bubble Gum
I'm Mr. Chik-O-Stick
I wanna (dun dun dunt)(oh)
Cause you so thick
Girls call me Jolly Rancher
Cause I stay so hard
You can suck me for a long time
(Oh my God!)
Girl this ain't no dance flo'
This a candy sto'
And I'm really geeked up
And I got mo' dro'
I wop? I roll
It's all I do
It's the summer time
But yo laffy taffy got me cold (oh)
Gone get loose (oh)
Gone get low (oh)
Don't be shy
Hoe I'm Faybo (oh)
I know you wanna ride
You a star and it shows
(well tell 'em, damn whassup, whassup let's go, let's go, let's go)
 06-30-2007, 08:34 PM         #5
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Huh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closest
Thug livin, hell or prison, never losin my focus
I'm makin money moves mandatory
In a discussion my past records tell a story
Picture n*ggaz we rushin and still bustin
til the cops come runnin, duck in abandoned buildings
Ditchin my gun, homeboy the motherfu*kin villain
I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now legitley
So I laugh til I'm cryin, when the law come get me
No baby momma drama, n*gga miss me, why plant seeds
in a dirty bi*ch, waitin to trick me, not the life for me
Livin carefree, til I'm buried - and if they dare me
I'm bustin on n*ggaz until they scurry, I'm clearly
a man of military means in my artillery
Watchin over me through every murder scene
From adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die
Sellin dope to all the fiends, at times I wanna cry
And still, we try to change the past, in vain
Never knowin if this game'll last, feelin ashamed
of cocaine, the product of the devil, am I sellin my soul?
Got tired of small time livin, n*ggaz tellin me no
I got MINE, fu*k THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that's the mentality
Jealous-ass bustaz, make it hell for us
 06-30-2007, 08:49 PM         #6
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 AK1 said:
Nas on Verbal Intercourse

Wrong LIVE AT THE BBQ >>>>> VERBAL INTERCOURSE

Live at the BBQ >>>
 11 years ago '04        #7
refuze 301 heat pts301
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Biggie Notorious Thugs >>>>>>>>>>>>>>
 06-30-2007, 08:57 PM         #8
CMONEY 
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lol did dude paste some d4l or some whack a.ss commercial bullsh*t in red... anyways... The REALEST verse or song for that matter ever wrote was pus*y k!lls by nas
 06-30-2007, 09:04 PM         #9
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this is long its a one verse song

You know my persona, let me kinda remind ya
The Gucci, Gabana, the Louie, the Low, Evisus, designers
How I post up, parley amongst piranhas
I'm the urban version of that turban-wearin Osama
Last of a genre, it's nothin to mash y'all minors
Y'all trash, I'll leave half of y'all n*ggaz in trauma
So I laugh, cause I'd rather clam in v*gina
Splash a few grands on some high sand in the sauna
Usually ponder when I puff my little ganjas
Somber, feelin like Don Cheadle in Hotel Rwanda
You know karma, increase when you cease your drama
It's deep, but you sleep when you feel there's peace upon you
Keep that armor, I formerly greet as a charmer
But beneath is more than mystique, I'm a monster
Came to conquer, no games I came to regain my honor
No lames, it's insane what the brain can conjure
Why launder, when I can outsell the bomber
Miskel, tell Mel, he'll be out of jail by Kwanza
From Tompkins to Guanas, to the hills in Brownsville, I sponsors
Nothing to c*ck back the Black P-80 Launcher
Any hate can haunt you, I'm straight from the L.I. gates of Yonkers
Down to the Southern states to Great Lakes in Tonker
Young, majestic, the beams from the Sun reflect it
Numb before Bush Senior's son was elected
Eclectic, world respected, like Brother Ube from Dure
But hey, what you expected, perfected, connected
So exit, or have it all in here
We can war when we're, n*gga I'm so sincere
 06-30-2007, 09:39 PM         #10
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no ideas original

If n*ggaz could look inside my mind, you'll find
where bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, enter with caution, past the braincell graveyard
where weed's responsible for memory loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll make you nauseous
See what I seen every day I live with this torture
Lightin spliffs up to stay high like 24 hours
Sleep with my heat, wash with my gun in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, k!lls demons
Long as I'm still breathin I'm still winnin, I'll teach 'em
The hood converted from trey bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, every summer was real ill
Four-finger rings, dope dealers, 'caine/Kane
"No Half Steppin'" with flat tops when Rakim reigned
Radios on card tables, Benetton, the Gods buildin
Ask for today's mathematics, we Allah's children
And this was goin on in every New York ghetto
Kids listened, Five Percenters said it's pork and Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, maybe a time difference
on a different coast, but we share the same sunlight
Your part of the world, might be like colors and gangs
While on my side, brothers'll murder for different things
But it all revolve around drugs, fame and shorties
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same story
From, Czechoslovakia to Texas metropolis
Them, treacherous rocksters in the Mexican mafias
Be scrappin with tats on they back, violent wars
Nothin less than a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, eagles and flags, American style
While in our world, the ghetto stays incredibly foul
Watchin for paint chips, don't want no led in yo' child
But them gangstas put lead in yo' child, the bezzy be out
The chain be like a hundred K
Shinin since Roxanne Shante' made "Runaway"; that's been a minute
Genesis is deep, my features are that of a God
It's not a facade it's a fact, these rappers wanna be Nas
My Exodus doesn't exist
I'll never leave the streets, it's all in my mind
Even with sleep I'm duckin nines in my dreams
Si-rens, wide awake, why'd I think it would change
Can't hide when you famous or even try to do the same things like
Somebody's always watchin, my life
Before I, walk out the door I size up every option
Eyes cut every direction, it's like God or guns
Which is better protection? Can't decide, that's a hard one
I mean they wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled
Headline readin "Rapper Slain From a Man Shootin"
 06-30-2007, 10:05 PM         #11
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eminem - white america
 11 years ago '05        #12
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 The a**hole said:
no ideas original

If n*ggaz could look inside my mind, you'll find
where bodies are buried, first look past the hotties who dimes
Go to the center, enter with caution, past the braincell graveyard
where weed's responsible for memory loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll make you nauseous
See what I seen every day I live with this torture
Lightin spliffs up to stay high like 24 hours
Sleep with my heat, wash with my gun in the shower
My tongue is power, it thrills women, k!lls demons
Long as I'm still breathin I'm still winnin, I'll teach 'em
The hood converted from trey bags to 20's a girl
Everybody had money, every summer was real ill
Four-finger rings, dope dealers, 'caine/Kane
"No Half Steppin'" with flat tops when Rakim reigned
Radios on card tables, Benetton, the Gods buildin
Ask for today's mathematics, we Allah's children
And this was goin on in every New York ghetto
Kids listened, Five Percenters said it's pork and Jell-o
We coincide, we in the same life, maybe a time difference
on a different coast, but we share the same sunlight
Your part of the world, might be like colors and gangs
While on my side, brothers'll murder for different things
But it all revolve around drugs, fame and shorties
Stuck for your bling, stripped for your chain, the same story
From, Czechoslovakia to Texas metropolis
Them, treacherous rocksters in the Mexican mafias
Be scrappin with tats on they back, violent wars
Nothin less than a lethal injection if ever caught
Courtrooms, eagles and flags, American style
While in our world, the ghetto stays incredibly foul
Watchin for paint chips, don't want no led in yo' child
But them gangstas put lead in yo' child, the bezzy be out
The chain be like a hundred K
Shinin since Roxanne Shante' made "Runaway"; that's been a minute
Genesis is deep, my features are that of a God
It's not a facade it's a fact, these rappers wanna be Nas
My Exodus doesn't exist
I'll never leave the streets, it's all in my mind
Even with sleep I'm duckin nines in my dreams
Si-rens, wide awake, why'd I think it would change
Can't hide when you famous or even try to do the same things like
Somebody's always watchin, my life
Before I, walk out the door I size up every option
Eyes cut every direction, it's like God or guns
Which is better protection? Can't decide, that's a hard one
I mean they wanna see me in prison, the chains bamboozled
Headline readin "Rapper Slain From a Man Shootin"
hell yeah man, i agree with u 100% on that
 11 years ago '05        #13
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Also tho, in my personal opinion, i think i close runner up (which is also in my sig for the moment) would be the last verse of Nas's Black Girl Lost:

Where are you focused, on legit n*ggaz and where the coke is
Nice and Thug Life n*ggaz, yo you seem hopeless
Your value - too much to be measured, I wonder how you
could ever be played, your pus*y worth gold amountin to
more than the world, but not knowin nothin about you
You leavin the crib, takin all your kids out to
drop them off, lettin some n*gga knock you off
So hot and soft, that's the same thing that got you lost (you should be ashamed)
Growin up seein it, it should remind you, you bein lied to
Everything that move be inside you
Sacred as you are, left with these wannabes to guide you
I watched you, hard to knock you, I tried not to
They spot you out dancin topless in your drawers
Damn look, there goes a black girl lost
 11 years ago '04        #14
BpWally 
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there once was a man fom nantucket......
 11 years ago '06        #15
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toss up between the first verse of regrets by jay-z and nas verse life is like a dice game.
 11 years ago '07        #16
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Another one of my all time favorite verses

Yo I need stacks of green either rap or cracks to fiends
It's mad trife I seen enditments trap my team
Yo deep thoughts supreme courts decievin' me
Trapped in the belly like the beast was conceiving me
Thug status yo son I'm above average
When it's time for you to die does love matter?
You ain't sayin nothing payin' nothin on bail weighing nothing on scale
n*gga you stay frontin' me I got plans like n*ggas who chop grams
See when I eat my n*ggas eat
You wouldn't understand I'm too real for you
What you dream I live and breath which means
Don't make me have to k!ll you play the game
See real n*ggas stay the same
Y'all n*ggas scarred to play yall changed
Cause y'all forgot the streets where ya came
sh*t is real yeah my words sound forbidden still
I write lines for n*ggas sellin dimes and livin' ill
I represent excellence my minds an eye my third eye a extra clip yet to spit
So never question it poetry I'm manifestin' it
Graffitti filled testament
 11 years ago '05        #17
C19932 1 heat pts
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Girl Get That a.ss On The Flo, Gon Get It In
Drink Some, Smoke Some, Gon Get It In
Lean To The Left And The Right, Gon Get It In
Do Whatever You Like, Gon Get It In
 11 years ago '07        #18
TheIncomparable  OP
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^^^ Wow
 07-01-2007, 12:58 AM         #19
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cam got some sick lines to me,

GET EM GIRLL MY HALF BLACK AND ITALIAN WIFEY,
ROCKS ALL COLORS BROTHA, MY ITALIANS ICEY.
I SAY GET EM GIRL, THESE DIAMONDS ARE THE DIMES OF MINE.(MEANING TRY TO ROB ME, FOR ALL YOU STUPID MUH fu*kAS.)
I DONT EVEN LIKE TO RHYME THE WORD LOVE, BUT I LOVE THIS LIFE OF MINE.
 07-01-2007, 12:59 AM         #20
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cam got some sick lines to me,

GET EM GIRLL MY HALF BLACK AND ITALIAN WIFEY,
ROCKS ALL COLORS BROTHA, MY ITALIANS ICEY.
I SAY GET EM GIRL, THESE DIAMONDS ARE THE DIMES OF MINE.(MEANING TRY TO ROB ME, FOR ALL YOU STUPID MUH fu*kAS.)
I DONT EVEN LIKE TO RHYME THE WORD LOVE, BUT I LOVE THIS LIFE OF MINE.
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