Halfway through the year, what's the best verse of 2012?

[Patrick Kane]

Danny Brown verse on Terrorist Threats

Extra pills, extra pills
Nose candy rain like Soul 4 Real
My baby needs some enfamil
So bags get stuffed like Oprah grill
Pull around, come back, oh forreal?
Talk blue off low for some teal
Get lined up like homeless meals
Feeling if he know how being homeless feels?
Okay-kay-kay
Don’t try to stop it, get in my way
You’ll get stomped like a Broadway play
AK-melee, make ya obey, okay?
Feel my pain, going insane, I’m ashamed
Cause I ain’t got sh1t but an EBT card from a fiend
That owe me and it’s in her daughter name
How the fukk is they pose to eat?
How the fukk am I pose to eat?
Got a nikka in the streets, no health care
Tryna slang weed just to put shoes on his feet
So fukk you, you don’t give a fukk about me
Can’t get a job cause they drug test me
Got a nikka stressed oppressed
Got a feeling in his chest
And the world’s stripped of happiness
I ain’t got no gavel
I ain’t tryna fight nobody battle
I just wanna be free
I ain’t finna be nobodies chattel

I'm not a Danny Brown fan by any means, besides this track, I think I heard one track by dude. But this verse, it's just flawless IMO. For one, it plays perfectly to the theme of the whole mixtape but instead it's through his point of view of the world. The lyricism, the fluidity, the emotion, and realism are what shined most to me in this verse. The lyrics are a backdrop to the reality that many Americans are faced with everyday. He delivers his message brilliantly.

 

[Bugsmoran]

Nas on Triple Beam Dreams

[ame=http://youtu.be/e2Kawh2OwWM]Rick Ross Ft Nas - Triple Beam Dreams (Rich Forever) (Official) - YouTube[/ame]

 

[MeachTheMonster]

Edit:^^^^^ damn you beat me to it

Danny Brown verse on Terrorist Threats

Extra pills, extra pills
Nose candy rain like Soul 4 Real
My baby needs some enfamil
So bags get stuffed like Oprah grill
Pull around, come back, oh forreal?
Talk blue off low for some teal
Get lined up like homeless meals
Feeling if he know how being homeless feels?
Okay-kay-kay
Don’t try to stop it, get in my way
You’ll get stomped like a Broadway play
AK-melee, make ya obey, okay?
Feel my pain, going insane, I’m ashamed
Cause I ain’t got sh1t but an EBT card from a fiend
That owe me and it’s in her daughter name
How the fukk is they pose to eat?
How the fukk am I pose to eat?
Got a nikka in the streets, no health care
Tryna slang weed just to put shoes on his feet
So fukk you, you don’t give a fukk about me
Can’t get a job cause they drug test me
Got a nikka stressed oppressed
Got a feeling in his chest
And the world’s stripped of happiness
I ain’t got no gavel
I ain’t tryna fight nobody battle
I just wanna be free
I ain’t finna be nobodies chattel

I'm not a Danny Brown fan by any means, besides this track, I think I heard one track by dude. But this verse, it's just flawless IMO. For one, it plays perfectly to the theme of the whole mixtape but instead it's through his point of view of the world. The lyricism, the fluidity, the emotion, and realism are what shined most to me in this verse. The lyrics are a backdrop to the reality that many Americans are faced with everyday. He delivers his message brilliantly.

I always see his name but I thought Danny brown was dude from the white rapper show

This dude seems nice might have to check some of his shyt out.

As for my verse of the year:


[Nas]
A project minded individual criminal tactics
Us blacks kids born with birth defects, we hyperactive
Mentally sex-crazed dysfunctional they describe us
They liars, the end of the day, we fukking survivors
I remember watching Scarface the first time
Look at that big house, that Porsche paid for by crime
How could I sell this poison to peoples in my mind
They dumb to destroy themselves is how I rationalise
In a b*stardised nation, Magnum 4.5 carrying
Where I’m from, aint far from Washington Heights the cop Aryan
A rookie boy the cookie didn’t make no profit
A stranger to the block I damn near had to make them cop it
It only took a fiend to taste it once to say it’s garbage
I brought it back to poppy, aint tryna take no losses
He focuses on my emotionless young dealer face then pauses
He gives me powder he has faith in Nases
Ambition’s to distribute coke
Had additions to gold chains, Mercedes Benz hopes
But I’m again broke
This shyt aint cut for me, other dealers they up their orders
Barely at 62′s they already up they quotas
They out there everyday, some true hustlas for ya
I’m at it halfway, none of my customers are loyal
Picturin’ piping out the seats of a Pathfinder
Powerful pursuit for p*ssy cash, the flash diamonds
My junior high school class, wish I stayed there
Illegal entreprenuer I got my grades there
Blaming society, man it wasn’t made fair
I would be Ivy League if America played fair
Poor excuse and so I was
Throwin’ rocks at the pen just for the love
Evil the secret life of G’s
You seeing my blurry, triple beam dreams

 

[AbrahamLincolnPawgHunter]

that Nas verse is just

 

[The Jewnited States]

killer mike on ghetto gospel

 

[Long Live The Kane]

Killer Mike

Either the first verse of Untitled

You are witnessing elegance in the form of a black elephant
Smoking white rhino on terraces
Will I die slain like my king by a terrorist?
Will my woman be Coretta, take my name and cherish it?
Or will she Jackie O, drop the Kennedy, remarry it?
My sister say it's necessary on some Cleopatra shyt
My grandmama said nope, never, that it's sacrilege
Tend to agree because the thought is so disparaging
The Lord give a load, you got to carry it like Mary did
That's why I'm giving honor to all these baby mommas
It takes a woman's womb to make a Christ or Dalai Lama
The world might take that child, turn that child into a monster
The Lord'll take a monster and fashion him a saint
I present you Malcolm X for those who saying that He can't
Saying that He won't, when I know He will
You usually don't know it's you until you getting killed
For real

or

the last verse on Ghetto Gospel

Even as I'm standing here iceless, Mike is priceless
Woman with me prettier than Isis
Don't know if she black or a white chick
But I know this p*ssy an excitement...gone lead to indictments
The women and the fame put shade on enlightment
I done seen dark days come to many bright men
I done seen a damn dime, fine as a fine wine
Take an Einstein mind, leave him deaf, dumb, blind
fukkin with them Jezebel whores
Liars like Delilah even Mary Anne or Pandora
Pretty parasite, she would use ya..this ain't what you used to
Stone cold bytch, she Medusa..
Dope ass p*ssy might make you an abuser
You an addict, not in love boy...don't get it confused bruh
She don't need a boyfriend.. she just need a booster
She's the devil's pie guy, you was fukking Lucifer...Oh lord

A fan of Nas on Triple Beam Dreams as well