Favorite verses from your favorite rapper(s)

[Deltron]

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
New York to Cali, for the money, power, respect
It's a journey, some'll get left behind
Cause in life, you cannot press rewind
Get it right, you only have one first chance
To make one first impression that lasts a lifetime
Reputation supersedes itself
Do you believe in Hell? Babylon greed for wealth
Do you deceive yourself and let your ego swell?
And disregard those who most need your help
Thick skin, the dark won't take my soul
Survive spiritual wars, see my welts
And the evil's felt, but the faith is stronger
I saw grown men fall when I was a youngster
But I clench my fists, ready to go against whoever
Tie my Timbs and rise in the end

 

[Millions]

jada verse on fukk You


pac on troublesome 96 all 3 verses

 

[Yehuda]

Thank God when I bless the mic
You finally get to hear the shyt that you like
A nikka talkin bout real life, so you can try to get this shyt right
Use your brain, not your back, use your brain, not a gat
It's a party, not a jack (for real)
Don't be scared of them people
Walk up in there and show 'em that you equal (fukk them)
And don't be material, a nikka grew up on milk and cereal
I never forgot Van Ness and imperial
Look at my life, Ice Cube is a miracle
It could be you if you was this lyrical
It could be her if she was this spiritual
Cuz me and Allah go back like cronies
I don't got to be fake cause he is my homie

 

[Larry Lambo]

My man Rozay went in on Mafia Music 2

Kilograms were the key to my success
I apologize being so discreet with my connects
Lamborghinis were figments of my imagination
Whoever figured the figures this figure would be making
Plenty cream my women pose like figurines
Whips weaving through traffic the triple black centipedes
Please let a nikka breathe
Dilated pupils are the seeds of a nikkas greed
With 20 g's in my denim jeans
If she fukk me then she lucky just to get some Chuck E. Cheese
I bust my nut and holla lucky me
Its tatted in my vein I remain sucker free
My vocal like an atom bomb in the Avalon
Black roses, folks singing the saddest song
As Salamu Alaykum to paper
Walaikum Salam
Im the don inshallah, now pour me my Dom
Being gangstas a cold job
Wack a nikka go rejoice with a blow job
Always wanted Rolls Royce with no job
Then again all I fear is a dope charge
All I fear is a dope charge
Tell me whats the odds for appeals for a dope boy
Who shed tears for a dope boy
Oh what happens to the kids of the dope boy
Orphans, fukking orphans
Born defending some nikka never been on offence
Now its more shrimp, order more shrimp
My neighborhood a racket I practice my importance
You know we hustle to the key of life
Moving weed and white before we learn to read and write
So fukk a tutor pay attention to my shooter
fukking me today but next week she'll be fukking Luda
We a$$holes with fast cars and cash flow
My last load was gift wrapped by Castro
I did it all but the blow was my specialty
Mental telepathy directly in my recipe
Ahh, 2 mill on my second home
Still stepping on a couple bricks of that methadone
I got a method for getting money like RZA do
Resurrected Big Poppa in the physical
Reincarnated the realest I'm getting revenue
10 mill bond from my peers in the federal
And thats several for slinging in Atlanta
But the way they dress you never knew
Thought they seen a better view
But the feds had a rat named Reginald
That put em on a pedestal the conviction was incredible
The moral of the story was
Ain't no happy ending for a thug
I think of 2Pac, I think of Biggie now
Look how they getting down, I went and bought a 50 Cal
We all go when we gotta go
My Glock hole bigger than Nicki Minaj camel toe
So let the panel know we back, the commission intact
Teflon Don in all black fulfilling contracts
I'm only here to supersede my successors

 

[1-8-7-Skillz]

Snoop - Think About It (whole song)
Snoop fukkin destroyed that song

 

[milik_19]

Andre killed this verse, proving all the haters wrong


It's the return of the gangster, thanks ta'
Them nikkas that's on that blow
That run up in your crib
Which contains your lady and an 8 month old
Child to raise plus you true blue 'bout this music but
They do not want to hear it
Because they'd rather be bouncing and shooting
And killing and bouncing and shyt, get down
Return of the gangsta, thanks ta'
Them nikkas that think you soft
And say y'all be gospel rappin'
But they be steady clappin' when you talk about
bytches, and switches, and hoes, and clothes, and weed
Let's talk about time travelin', rhyme javelin
Somethin' mind unravelin', get down
Return of the gangsta thanks ta'
Them nikkas who got them kids
That got enough to buy an ounce
But not enough to bounce them kids to the zoo
Or to the park so they grow up in the dark never
Seein' light 'til they end up being like yo' sorry ass
Robbin' nikkas in broad ass daylight get down
Return of the gangsta thanks ta'
Them nikkas that get the wrong impression of expression
Then the question is Big Boi what's up with Andre?
Is he in a cult? Is he on drugs? Is he gay?
When y'all gon' break up? When y'all gon' wake up?
nikka I'm feelin' better than ever what's wrong with you
You get down!

 

[AJtheOne]

Andre killed this verse, proving all the haters wrong


It's the return of the gangster, thanks ta'
Them nikkas that's on that blow
That run up in your crib
Which contains your lady and an 8 month old
Child to raise plus you true blue 'bout this music but
They do not want to hear it
Because they'd rather be bouncing and shooting
And killing and bouncing and shyt, get down
Return of the gangsta, thanks ta'
Them nikkas that think you soft
And say y'all be gospel rappin'
But they be steady clappin' when you talk about
bytches, and switches, and hoes, and clothes, and weed
Let's talk about time travelin', rhyme javelin
Somethin' mind unravelin', get down
Return of the gangsta thanks ta'
Them nikkas who got them kids
That got enough to buy an ounce
But not enough to bounce them kids to the zoo
Or to the park so they grow up in the dark never
Seein' light 'til they end up being like yo' sorry ass
Robbin' nikkas in broad ass daylight get down
Return of the gangsta thanks ta'
Them nikkas that get the wrong impression of expression
Then the question is Big Boi what's up with Andre?
Is he in a cult? Is he on drugs? Is he gay?
When y'all gon' break up? When y'all gon' wake up?
nikka I'm feelin' better than ever what's wrong with you
You get down!

yea breh that's my shyt, Andre went in

 

[ShellBAQ]

Lupe Fiasco's Hurt Me Soul - 3rd Verse

So through the Grim Reaper sickle sharpening
Macintosh marketing
Oil field augering
Brazilian adolescent disarmament
Israeli occupation
Islamic martyrdom, precise
Yeah, laser guided targeting
Oil for food bartering,terrorist organization harboring
Sand camouflage army men
CCF sponsoring,world conquering,telephone monitoring
Louis Vuitton modeling, pornographic actress honoring
String theory pondering,bulimic vomiting
Catholic priest fondling,preemptive bombing
And Osama and Obama in them
They breaking in my car again,deforestation and overlogging and
Hennessy and Hypnotiq swallowing,hydroponic coughing and
All the world's ills, sitting on chrome 24-inch wheels, like that