what is the most technically perfect verse

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[Verse 3: Layzie Bone]
Now you fukkin' wid these thuggish killas
Creepin' up outta the land and they ready to ride
Gettin' high of thai
My niggs in the land got glocks fa days on the 9-9
Betta kill 'em all dog
Bed make as they fall wid the 12-guage you bustin' on nikkas
So what now, come nikka get buck pow
And not only that get shut ta fukk down
And I'm talkin' bout nikkas that wanna contend wid the thugstas
Some nikka done fukked up
Neva no playa hataz in the clik touch loud and we neva no bustaz
Neva catch ah nikka sleep
Hear the buck shots rain where the thugs in Cleveland dwell
Daily collectin' me mail
And I meet you in hell if all else fails
Oh well
 

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Closet thing to perfect EMCEEin!!

I'm the arsenal
I got artillery, lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm
Then I'm 'a give 'em piano
Bring a bullet-proof vest
Nothin' to ricochet
ready to aim at the brain
Now what the trigger say
Tempos triflin'
Felt like a rifle
Massage 'n' melodies
Might go right through
Simultaneously like an Uzi
Nothin' can bruise me
Lyrics let up when lady say don't lose me
So re-load quickly
And you better hit me
While I'm lettin' this fifi get wit me
You steppin' with .007
Better make it snappy
No time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me
Beats and bullets pass me
None on target
They want the R hit
But wtch the god get
Quicker, the tongue is the trigger
'Cause I'm real fast
Let off some rhythm at 'em
Let 'em feel the blast
Penetrate at a crazy rate
This ain't no .38
Hit 'em at point blank range
And watch 'em radiate
Runnin' out of ammunition
I'm done wit' em
You ask me how I did 'em
I let the rhythm hit 'em

I push a power that's punishable
prepare to be a prisoner
The hit man is the
Brother wit' charisma
Showing you that I have
Powerful paragraphs
Followers will become leaders
But without a path
Ya mentally paralyzed
Crippled ya third eye
Rhymes are blurred
Then it occurred that you heard I
Reduced the friction with crucifixion
Let loose the mix then
Boost the piston
Eric hit 'em with' some of that
Cut like a lumberjack
And me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that
I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D
When I let the rhythm hit another M.C.
Lyrics made of lead
Enters your head
Then eruptions of a mass production is spread
When Music is louder
Full of gunpower
Microphone machinery
When I see a crowd of
Party people pumpin'
Their fist like this
Ya hide in the back
Thinkin' that I might miss
But the R is accurate
Plus I'm packed the wit
Educated punch lines that
I have to hit
Whatever I aim at
I line 'em up
Ya body is weak, feel with pain
That time is up
You been hit with somethin'
Different, isn't it?
Rakim is gonna radiate and nothing's equivalent
Nothin' can harm me
Why try to bomb me
You couldn't fuc around with THE R with an army
You'll get wrecked by the architect
So respect 'em
I disconnect 'em, soon as I inject 'em
With radiation
Put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open
Bash his face in
Let it split 'im
Since he brought his main man wit' 'im
He ask me how I did 'im
I let the rhythm hit 'im
Let it hit 'im

Dance floor's dangerous
Packed in like a briefcase
Rhythm with real rough rhyme
Beats with deep bass
Girls with tight pants
Maybe they might dance
Tonight if the Rs on the mike
There's a slight chance
The crowd is crucial
M.C.'s grounds are neutral
Now that you're here let me introduce you
Get ready
I'm hard read like graffiti but steady
Science I drop is real heavy
Radiant energy, that'll be the penalty
Touch the third rail on the pain of remedy
The prescription's one every hour
Now it's a HABIT
Ya need another hit from the freestyle fanatic
Attention: follow directions real close
Keep out of reach of children
Beware of overdose
Too many milligram
NO ONE made a iller jam
My rhyme is the rhythm of thoughts
That kill a man
Ideas for the ear to fear
Might split 'im
He'll never forget 'im
He'll rest in peace wit' 'em
At least when he left he'll know what hit 'im
The last breath of the words of death
Was the rhythm

Now throw you hands in the air and yell, go
Rakim will do the rest of this slow
If I speed they know you'll blow the hell up
If I slow up, THEY'LL catch up, hell no
Wicked as I kicked it
Don't need to remix it
'Cause I prefixed it
Reversed and switched it
To perform to perfection
Section for section
Rhymes keep connectin'
Ya guessin' what's next an'
Blood pressure rises, ya damn near lost it
Ya hit the ground burnin' and woke up frostbit'
'Cause when I explained ya can't complain for pain
Travel through the brain hit a vein
Then remain, let it radiate
Vibes will vibrate
Why did you violate
Now I'm 'a have to let the style break
Moans now the tone is ingrown
After this here's thrown, gimme another microphone
Before I get that fifi I met
Whisper I wanna reach HER intellect
Kiss her 'cause I wanna give her the most respect
So I shine and let the write reflect
Hold 'er, mold 'er, make 'er feel older
Lay her on my shoulder
Everything I told her
Makes her feel secure whenever I'm wit' 'er
And you know how I did 'er
Me and the rhythm hit 'er

 
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This is the most technically perfect song about female(s)!!


Yo, it’s time to bring the day in, fresh out the crib sauteein
Around the way-in, swerve on, surveyin
That’s when I saw her, the kind you wanna see more of
The sexy aura, it made it hard to ignore her
Expression her posession of property skyrocket
I’m investin in her presence and in time it profits
I take a acre for you, fertilize the soil
And make it boil, til it produce black oil
The shorty sweet as, the flavor of forty divas
Photos and features, worth more than mona lisa’s
It’s lady lucious, tender touches my blood rushes
Smiles and blushes, on billboards and buses
And me, I’m just a bronze skinned calm gentleman
Slim fit and open arms mellow wit a don’s grin
Ghetto disciplined, could be your confidant beyond friend
It’s one of allah’s men, Rakim, show me love

I’m in effect mode, I keep the ep sewed
When you express your finesse to your dress code
Every step’s a pose, you’ve been blessed and it shows
My interest grows, the effervesce explodes
Because this chick’s, characteristics, mystic
Hips are thick, just a little bit of lipstick
Can’t resist it, description egyptian smile
Queen of the nile, that means she dipped in style
She re-mind of nefretiti, yes indeed-y
But it’s hard to get it like hieroglyphic graffiti
Studied her exhibits and checked her colorful curves
Intellect with swerves I coulda wrecked my nerves
That’s my word, diggin her enigma that exist
In a sister, carefully wrapped in her figure
We connect like a collision and hug, just to knowledge
Her wisdom, speed up my metabolism, show me love

Your m.o. is hard not to notice, so my motives
Is to stay focused, body moves like aerobics
Attractions, vibes I caught came from your ways
And actions but mindframe hard to explain
No actin or mindgames, but thinkin of what can happen
Is migraines, the x-rated thought remains
We relaxin, and you naggin me for the agony
To your anatomy, by the fractions
Your measurements, the pleasure’s in every inch of your temple
I travel twenty-three million miles of your mental
Chemistry, between you and me, in harmony
Causin angles to meet, like trigonometry
Or pyramids, that’s where your deepest, treasures are hid
Then it gets, odiferous, cause I know where it is
I mastered that, cause it’s easy when you react
The all-natural aphrodisiac, show me love

 
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wow NEVERR heard that Elzhi verse.... still has yet to spit a wack verse




:krs:

You meet your grim doom my brain bends spoons that fiends use
from an unnatural high, until they souls fly from where they breath through

You now rocking with the best, glockman of the west
I sock em in the chest, have you playing possum over death

He had some wild verse on Witness my Growth on some Wolverine shyt I'll try and find.


And of course this masterpiece:

Could it be a dream? I'm finally rich in wealth
I'm not convinced, let me pinch myself
Was my mother even sick in health?
Then why ain't she there?? We conversatin or I'm just lyin in bed
Gee I know I'm not high and my eyes isn't red
But I just saw the walls divide on all sides of the edge
It flips over, now I'm in a barber's chair
With the clips closer to the God but it's sharp enough to part my hair
I couldn't make out the customers' faces
That was once in the place, who was with somethin in patience
Then I'm cut with this razor, I feel blood when (*gun shots*)
My barber just was shot, the clip was dropped while they was still buzzin
I got to hittin the floor
But it was weird, it disappeared and it just was here a minute ago
I'm glidin in air
Flew through a cloud, while I was in it, saw the image of a man that was tied to the chair
My hand's on a nine
I blink once, my gun in his palm, I'm in disbelief cause it vanished from mine
I'm shot, is this heaven, did I come in the gates?
Did I have this uncomfortable fate from somethin I ate?
Great, I got to use it or is it just in my head
If I unzip and pull it out, am I goin to piss in the bed
And cover? What the, somethin ripped the back on my collar
And snatched me out of one dream and into another
I fell back with my pants unbuttoned
Okay, I'm drug in a fight, I'm alright long as my hands can touch him
I swung the right but the left is a charm
They were both flowin in slow motion, I must have slept on my arms
I got knocked into the next scene
This queen peckin my neck, I got wet jeans, I must've had a sex dream


Yeah, this shyt's got me doin real thinkin
I heard a phone (*phone rings*), I put my hands on it, answered it, it's still ringin
And as I missed the call, smoke came, with the mist and all
I saw a smaller version of me in a crystal ball
Now was I runnin or racing I asked
Cause that nikka chasin is lookin like Jason with his face in a mask
:krs: :krs:
It wasn't boys off the block that make the bullets go bustin, it's worse
I hear a buzzin noise he pullin on somethin, he'll never gain naw (*chainsaw revving*)
Him walkin slow is his main flaw, he's tryin to draw stains to his chainsaw (to his chainsaw)
I turned around he started gettin violent
I yelled "oh shyt!", it came out quiet
Then everything became silent ... where he go? (where he go?)
I saw a room and I ran through it, the opposite of very slow
Locked the door to the room that I was stoppin inside
It was my pops but his shyt was on the opposite side
Hmm, if that's true, let me think of where my gats is
I got one in the couch, the other's under my mattress
I thought "okay
All I got to do is go in the room reach for my bed, pull out and blow away"
And so I did but the plan failed
The nine that my hand held was locked, so your man bailed
Now, the downstairs looked like upstairs
And upstairs looked like downstairs
I hit the steps, looked around, where is he at?
My hand's in the couch
A door flung open, it's him, I stand from a crouch
I pulled a heater out between the two pillows
Then I thought of, pullin the trigger, didn't figure that it'd shoot water
I dropped the gun, then headed back up the downstairs
Charged with my head "boom!", I opened up the bedroom
Stumbled to the floor, then I saw the four four
Gripped it, clipped it, ready to bust somethin cryptic
That's when my body lifted
And landed on the bed, I tossed and turned and shifted
Into a different position and crepepin up the stairs as I listen
That's cool, I got a tool full of ammunition
And as he comin up, I see his feet
From his legs to his head, I'm on a sheet, with my heat
I got to be asleep to see this creep
Wish my alarm beep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
Now he standin over my bed and breathin hard
Can't let him do it, if I wake up, I'm not leavin scarred
Took the heater I was holdin just to make a bullet leap
Point it at his head, squeezed, it sounded like "beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep"
 
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This is the most technically perfect song about female(s)!!


Yo, it’s time to bring the day in, fresh out the crib sauteein
Around the way-in, swerve on, surveyin
That’s when I saw her, the kind you wanna see more of
The sexy aura, it made it hard to ignore her
Expression her posession of property skyrocket
I’m investin in her presence and in time it profits
I take a acre for you, fertilize the soil
And make it boil, til it produce black oil
The shorty sweet as, the flavor of forty divas
Photos and features, worth more than mona lisa’s
It’s lady lucious, tender touches my blood rushes
Smiles and blushes, on billboards and buses
And me, I’m just a bronze skinned calm gentleman
Slim fit and open arms mellow wit a don’s grin
Ghetto disciplined, could be your confidant beyond friend
It’s one of allah’s men, Rakim, show me love

I’m in effect mode, I keep the ep sewed
When you express your finesse to your dress code
Every step’s a pose, you’ve been blessed and it shows
My interest grows, the effervesce explodes
Because this chick’s, characteristics, mystic
Hips are thick, just a little bit of lipstick
Can’t resist it, description egyptian smile
Queen of the nile, that means she dipped in style
She re-mind of nefretiti, yes indeed-y
But it’s hard to get it like hieroglyphic graffiti
Studied her exhibits and checked her colorful curves
Intellect with swerves I coulda wrecked my nerves
That’s my word, diggin her enigma that exist
In a sister, carefully wrapped in her figure
We connect like a collision and hug, just to knowledge
Her wisdom, speed up my metabolism, show me love

Your m.o. is hard not to notice, so my motives
Is to stay focused, body moves like aerobics
Attractions, vibes I caught came from your ways
And actions but mindframe hard to explain
No actin or mindgames, but thinkin of what can happen
Is migraines, the x-rated thought remains
We relaxin, and you naggin me for the agony
To your anatomy, by the fractions
Your measurements, the pleasure’s in every inch of your temple
I travel twenty-three million miles of your mental
Chemistry, between you and me, in harmony
Causin angles to meet, like trigonometry
Or pyramids, that’s where your deepest, treasures are hid
Then it gets, odiferous, cause I know where it is
I mastered that, cause it’s easy when you react
The all-natural aphrodisiac, show me love

Rakim- Show Me Love - YouTube

thug love story is. almost though.
 

Ian1362

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And Mos' Def's finest verses IMO:

Talib Kweli & Mos Def - Blackstar - Redefinition - YouTube

What, lyrically handsome, call collect a king's ransom
Jams I write soon become the ghetto anthem
Way out like Bruce Wayne's mansion, move like a phantom
You'll talk about me to your grandsons
Cats who claiming they hard be mad fags
So I run through 'em like flood water through sandbags
Competition is mad, what I got, they can't have
Sinking they ship, like Moby dikk did Ahab
Son I'm way past the minimum, its a new millennium
My raps will hold a gat to your back like Palestinians
Ancient Abyssinia, sure to hold the Gideon
Official b-boy gentlemen, long term, never the interim
Born inside the winter wind, day after December 10
These simpletons they mentioned in the synonym for feminine
Sweeter than some cinnamon, the Danish rings by Entenmann's
Rush up on adrenaline, they get they asses sent to them
(Gentlemen) you got a tenement, well then assemble it!
Leave your unit trembling like herds of moving elephant
Intelligent embellishment, follow for your element
From Flatbush settlement, skin possesses melanin
Hotter than tales of crack peddling, making em WOOP
Like blue gelatin, swing like Duke Ellington
Broader than Barrington Levy, believe me
The hot Apache red who burn down your chief teepee
You see me?



From all borders, doorways and gates
Resurrection draws near, mankind awaits
When you're livin in this world you got to survive
Shaitan is lookin on alert, attackin from all sides
Witness before all eyes, the evidence of unseen
The power past the comprehension that controls all things
The battle fought by good and evil is a real contest
It is the outcome of the struggle that we play context
To all sets sections cruddy clicks crews and clans
Gilgreens to Badlands, jump up, to understand
I'm just a man, not the univeral architect
We tread the face of this heavenly place, and show respect
Tokyo, raise your hands, where you at?
Osaka, raise your hands, where you at?
~something something in Japanese I don't know~
DJ Krush Mos Def on the touch, we let it fly
I send my, salaam to my, entire squad
Meiso hard, wherever you are, stay on your job
Strugglin hard, to overcome the perils of life
We writin rhymes on enemy lines to shine light
Stay in meditation to keep the head right
Spreadin wings like heavenly things, we take flight
Flight flight flight flight flight flight flight, ha ha

Allah's provision, will help us in the providential
My pad and pencil, will transcribe the elemental
The raw essential, the South bound residential
The pure and simple, to resonate in your mental

Rejoice your verse to Earth, as the verbs connects
This is a daily operation like birth to death
And I burst the breath, yep, as a so-called vet
I've orchestrated designs while they slept, quiet as kept

We maintain Son and carry on officially
From troubled projects to the shores of Tripoli
I speak prolifically, I write reciprocally
Transmit upliftedly, it sounds terrific G
Allah has gifted me, with great ability
To speak to my beloved, and make em all love it
Refined rugged, a product of the ghetto public
Allah is the King of the world, we just subjects
 
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