Verses that kill it...

[pjtunes91]

Post some dope verses. I'll start it off with a couple classics...

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery.
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me.
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics.
I inspect you, through the future see millenium.
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum.
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics.
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths.
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in.
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function.
Heads by the score take flight incite a war.
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more.
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly.
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi.
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock.
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block.
- Inspectah Deck (Wu-Tang Clan) from "Triumph" off of Wu-Tang Forever

Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang with us.
Straight up weed no angel dust, label us Notorious
Thug ass niggaz that love to bust, it's strange to us.
Y'all niggaz be scramblin, gamblin
up in restaraunts with mandolins, and violins.
We just sittin here tryin to win, tryin not to sin,
high off weed and lots of gin.
So much smoke need oxygen, steadily countin them Benjamins.
***** you should too, if you knew
what this game'll do to you.
Been in this shit since ninety-two.
Look at all the bullshit I been through:
So-called beef with you know who,
Fuck a few female stars or two.
*****, blue light, *****, move like Mike, shit
not to be fucked with.
Motherfucker better duck quick, cause
me and my dogs love to buck shit.
Fuck the luck shit, strictly aim.
No aspirations to quit the game.
Spit yo' game, talk yo' shit.
Grab yo' gat, call yo' click.
Squeeze yo' clip, hit the right one.
Pass that weed, I got to light one.
All them niggaz I got ta fight one.
All them hoes I got ta like one.
Our situation is a tight one.
Whatcha gonna do, fight or run?
Seems to me that you'll take B
Bone and Big, ***** die slowly.
I'ma tell you like a ***** told me,
Cash Rule Everything Around Me.
Shit, lyrically, niggaz can't see me.
Fuck it, buy the coke.
Cook the coke, cut it.
Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself lovin' it.
***** with a Benz fuckin it.
Doesn't it seem odd to you?
Big come through with mobs and crews.
Goodfellas down to the Mo Thugs dudes.
Who's the killa, me or you?
- The Notorious B.I.G. from "Notorious Thugs" off of Life After Death

[Crocodile Logic]

Sometimes you gotta dig deep, when problems come near
Don't fear things get severe for everybody everywhere
Why do bad things happen, to good people?
Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil
The situation that I'm facin, is mad amazin
to think such problems can arise from minor confrontations
Now I'm contemplatin in my bedroom pacin
Dark clouds over my head, my heart's racin
Suicide? Nah, I'm not a foolish guy
Don't even feel like drinking, or even gettin high
Cause all that's gonna do really, is accelerate
the anxieties that I wish I could alleviate
But wait, I've been through a whole lot of other shit, before
So I oughta be able, to withstand some more
But I'm sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo
I'm ready to lose my mind but instead I use my mind
I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine
My only crime, was that I'm too damn kind
And now some skanless motherfuckers wanna take what's mine
But they can't take the respect, that I've earned in my lifetime
And you know they'll never stop the furious force of my rhymes
So like they say, every dog has it's day
And like they say, God works in a mysterious way
So I pray, remembering the days of my youth
As I prepare to meet my moment of truth
- Guru (Gang Starr) from "Moment Of Truth" off of Moment Of Truth

This is the point of no return ***** you better believe this
Mary Magdalen giving birth to the children of Jesus
The evolution of the world, bloody and dramatic
Human beings killing monkeys to conquer the planet
The kingdoms of Africa and Mesopotamia
Machine gunnin' your body with depleated uranium
This is the age of micro chips and titanium
The dark side of the moon and contact with aliens
I started out like Australians, criminal minded
Broke into hell, tore it down, and built and city behind it
South Paul, murderous, methadology *****
Remember that I'm just a man, don't follow me *****
Cause once you past the point you can never go home
You've got to face the possibility of dying alone
So tell me mother fucker, how could you die for the throne?
When you don't even got the fuckin' heart to die for your own
It rains acid, one day the earth will cry from a stone
And you'll be lookin' at the world livin' inside of a dome
Comperized humanity living inside of a clone
This is the place where the unknown is living and real
Worm went to planet X and the seventh seal
Universal truth is not measured in mass appeal
This is the last time that I kneel and pray to the sky
Cause almost everything that I was always ever told was a lie
- Immortal Technique from "Point Of Not Return" off of Revolutionary, Volume 2

[xglassjawx]

Mnnnn Gang Starr

[bjam12]

I love that verse by Guru.

[gsquared]

Yo, I'm sure that everbody out listenin agree
That everything you see ain't really how it be
A lot of jokers out runnin in place, chasin the style
Be a lot goin on beneath the empty smile
Most cats in my area be lovin the hysteria
Synthesized surface conceals the interior
America, land of opportunity, mirages and camoflauges
More than usually -- speakin loudly, sayin nothin
You confusin me, you losin me
Your game is twisted, want me enlisted -- in your usary
Foolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly
Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception
Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the lookin glass
Walkin the street, wonderin who they be lookin past
Lookin gassed with them imported designer shades on
Stars shine bright, but the light -- rarely stays on
Same song, just remixed, different arrangement
Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slaveship
Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this
Screamin brand new, when they just sanitized the old shit
Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick
That they been runnin across stars through all the time with
I find it's distressin, there's never no in-between
We either niggaz or Kings
We either bitches or Queens
The deadly ritual seems immersed, in the perverse
Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts
Long barrel automatics released in short bursts
The length of black life is treated with short worth
Get yours first, them other niggaz secondary
That type of illin that be fillin up the cemetary
This life is temporary but the soul is eternal
Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive, cause the power ain't directed
That's why, we are subjected to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed
Not live, we just excitin
Cause the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writin
Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained
Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's just a game
Not good, but well behaved cause the ca-me-ra survey
most of the things that we think, do, or say
We chasin after death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet with the grave
I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I'm tryin to live life in the sight of God's memory
Like that y'all
- Mos Def- Thieves In The Night..(Blackstar Album)