Best Verse From Brownsville KA??

[CEITEDMOFO]

Background: Kaseem Ryan (born August 11, 1972), better known by his stage name Ka, is an American rapper and producer from Brownsville, Brooklyn, New York City, New York.

He is a former member of the group Natural Elements. In 1998 he formed the group Nightbreed with his friend Kev. In 2008, he was re-introduced on Gza's album Pro Tools on the song "Firehouse" and in that same year he released his debut album Iron Works. In 2012, he released the follow-up Grief Pedigree on his label Iron Works. The album featured a guest appearance by Roc Marciano and was produced by Ka.

In a New York Post story by a journalist, Ka was identified as a Brooklyn-based FDNY fire captain. According to this journalist, KA projected an anti-cop image in his songs.

In a 2013 interview Ka is quoted talking about many subjects including being a firefighter with FDNY saying "I have a full time job and I work all the time. I try to keep that kinda low. I just have a job. It ain't my calling or nothing. It's just my job." He talks about growing up and drugs "I was one of the youngest for a long time. I always had older people around me. I was always the one getting jewels dropped on. Of course, being very impressionable at a young age, I picked up everything that they was doing as far as the guns and the drugs... all that." Life in NYC "I would take the A train and I would have my box cutter on me not knowing if I had to split somebody's face open or if somebody was going to split my face." and school "I went to school because my mother didn't want me to be out in the streets, thugging. I just went to school to appease my moms. But that shyt wasn't serious for me."

KA (2)

 

[The Jewnited States]

I'll have to think about this. Dude has so many amazing verses

 

[Pinyapplesuckas]

Both feet on the gas, nothing on the brake
Cuffin’ on an eight
Cupboard bare, but I swear tonight gonna be something on the plate
Director in this movie, I cast iron
Ride with pride, like the last lion
Put it bluntly, you hunt me, be your ass dying
I get love, now I need that shyt cash buying
I learned to laugh always mask crying
Not get it done young, then you’re past trying (that’s all I did was try)
Feast to famine in the streets with a cannon
Peace to my mans deceased - I’m still standing
I ran in, your boys are sweeter than tamarind
What we push is strong, like jaws of Samson
Pitching from Yankee Stadium to yards in Camden
I son ya’ll nikkas, I’m a universe {nobody does a fukking thing until I do so}
I’m The Wolf, don’t make a move unless I do it first
You might hear better, but there’s no truer verse
I’m one with the gutter, I’m too immersed
Struggle’s what I’m quoting, and hoping I’m through the worst
My last dice game, I was up a grand
Shot sound, gave my man a pound, I ain’t touch his hand {we find him, and we kill him}
Every now and then my cousin let me pump a gram
My real family got me, I ain’t need Uncle Sam
I celebrate my blessings
Can’t catch this live, then tape the sessions
I’m from where a eighth’s a great investment
Get that statement you know my place was desperate (the fukking hood, respect)
“Get money” was the basic testament
Pull heat on nikkas you pop ‘em, even they suggest it (better shoot me nikka)
In King’s County where the queen never faked the jack
The MAC 10 and a nine, and my ace is strapped
I pull it out, I gotta shoot
If you got heart, then follow suit
Through me the lost art’s preserved
To make my point use the harshest words
Rocky was the route I’m choosing
You was in the house a hundred doubts I’m proving
Confident no doubt solution
This might be God speaking, it’s just my mouth is moving (I’m a vessel man)
A spoken memorial to all my losses
Peace to those never found and those in coffins
For cheap grains and fruits that’s stale
My nikkas in the street fought tooth and nail
A few hammers, no proof of sale
Do your time, never boof the scale
Sleep and die, learned that before Elm Street
I’m hard to stick like a nikka that sell heat
I’m from the grittiest dungeons
Used to count pennies, now it’s fifties and hundreds
I’m from the grittiest dungeons
Used to count pennies, now it’s fifties and hundreds

 

[Mr. Negative]

that shyt difficult.

 

[Pinyapplesuckas]

I'm preparing my mind..my muthafukkin mind and my body
Job interviews in the street, I applied with a shotty
Jooks hurt worse when you find your man's plotted the robbery
Only ones who knew the stash was inside the laundry
Honor is gone among thieves
Leave you gutted and bloody, torn for dumb greed
Pitted against fam and flim for plum v's
Seeds study our muddy, we spawning young gees
Future ain't bright
None in school, wanna move elusive great white
He brung his tool, wanna duel, get wound with snake bite
He g'd a chick to run his mule, have a safe flight
It all pays from broad days to late night
nikkas get wet for wantin' rep
Spilled, Lord ain't built for it, we ain't talking sets
Drama with llama promises or more or less threats
Survive higher age acquire grays through the craze
You could call us vets
From the past we the last of a dyin'
Plenty fell, live in hell, blasting the iron
Ways of fail, blaze a trail, path of a lion
Skatin' jail, raise a scale, lab like it's science
Today I hail, major sale, aves where they buy it
If I'm nabbed it's a riot
About that paper, lets get it
No concern, dough to earn, chase my next digit
Grow and learn, so in turn, base and get splitted
Hold the fort all we thought, apes and tecs kitted
fukk jakes, they just bigots
Ain't taking no shorts cause shyt is real
Want war, an encore, we applaud with bigger steel
Up late, cut plate, we forced to get a meal
Our year come, fear none, walk dogs where nikkas kill
Got caught and didn't squeal
Thorough nikkas is all we'll ever be
You was bred web, too soft to sell a ki
We was made brave, get paid for felony
Before the day I lay in the grave I'll never see
I'mma crave a better fee
I did without but no more
Got a heat, went down the street and sold raw
Didn't peak, so got a beat and wrote pure
We ain't blow, so I stayed low a whole tour
Tried to peddle, tired of this level, it's so poor
The ghetto is the devil's home door
Where we settle, need a metal four-four
Whoever want war get it willingly
Peeling with agility
Catch the villain milling where gorillas be
Get on my grizzle, let it sizzle, nikkas grilling me
Got the ability
Leave char-marks through hard hearts
And get nikkas touched that ain't feeling me

Collage, collage
Pieced together it's the art

 

[The Jewnited States]

His verse on vessel just might be one of his best.

Don't sleep on this though

They stand the test, got Father Time rhymes
I know I'm blessed, Father, pardon my crimes
Just wanted to stack and ride Beemers;
Don't laugh on the ave with a pack of hyenas
Come through with the pride, get attacked with five ninas
Got trapped, now I'm fly, now I'm back with my Venus
The dream is live clean, and good livin'
As free as it seems, but this shyt is a hood prison
So we sold that poison like Bivins
Made noise and quietly gave sisters nice ribbons
fukk them cops and swats with night vision
Give me three days, we'll celebrate like Christ's risen
Grew up with good-spirited goons;
Now I only see 'em in tombs or in visiting rooms
Hold the chrome tight, the beast's on the creep
I own the night, the heat's my receipt
I need peace, all that beef shyt is weak
When nikkas that talk trash get sweeped in the street
Washed down the gutter
Whatever remains gets tossed 'round your mother
Jump the squares, made 'em crown another
I see your traps and your plots to dead us
Y'all rolling with Kojaks, nikka, I got Berettas

 

[The Jewnited States]

KAs wordplay is godly

 

[Mr. Negative]

KAs wordplay is godly

It's literally like reading a book when you listen. You cant do anything else but focus on what he's saying.

 

[The Jewnited States]

It's literally like reading a book when you listen. You cant do anything else but focus on what he's saying.

I truly feel KA is hands down the best writer in the game and one of the best of all time. Rhyme schemes, word play, imagery, themes, everything. Dude is a true poet

 

[RoGethoes]

That's too difficult, all of dudes verses are amazing

 

[The Jewnited States]

That's too difficult, all of dudes verses are amazing

Yeah as soon as I think I might have found one of his best I hear another and im like yeah fukk this it's too hard. Every verse is gold

 

[Soymuscle Mike]

I truly feel KA is hands down the best writer in the game and one of the best of all time. Rhyme schemes, word play, imagery, themes, everything. Dude is a true poet

It's not a coincidence he had his own track on Gza's last album, dude really reminds me of Gza.

Every bar is thought out and precise and his verses aren't just him stringing bars together, they're crafted.

I'll get back to this thread because it's difficult as fukk.

 

[FromBillionsCameOne]

Never heard of dude i'll check it out

 

[Mr. Negative]

It's not a coincidence he had his own track on Gza's last album, dude really reminds me of Gza.

Every bar is thought out and precise and his verses aren't just him stringing bars together, they're crafted.

I'll get back to this thread because it's difficult as fukk.

I keep debating with myself cause of this thread.
I can't do it. Dude really does have like 5-6 CDs worth of equally flawless verses.

 

[wilburn burchette]

vessel is probably one of the first that comes to mind but i can't call it.

i agree with what was said above, told some old friends probably not long after dr yen lo came out that i put him up there as the best writer. they fukk with him but weren't trying to hear that, i stand by that shyt though.