Verse of the year.

[Wise]

Easily Nas on Triple Beam Dreams.

Number 2 is Jay on I Do

 

[So UnThotful]

2 chainz on 'mercy' and Jay rock on 'money trees'

 

[Cubosa Gambino]

Kendrick Lamar last verse on m.A.A.d City.

I'm sure Bronson has dropped a gem too that I can't remember at the moment.

 

[Danie84]

Nas Back When 2nd Verse

To call them fake today is hate, real nikkas extinct
Pac left me inside a rap world with nikkas that wink
At other rappers, undercover nikkas spit every way
Won't be surprised if all their rides have federal plates
Let alone their wardrobes and Studio 4 flow
It was real when I appeared, it would've been some jaws broke
Nas, my real name, stage name, same thing
How could you let these lames claim king? I'm so ashamed, man
I light a L for Vernon, for nikkas who would burn in Hell
For Vernon; 10th Street, 12th Street, Nightmare on Elm Street
Pimps creep, delve deep inside the editorials
Of the ghetto queens, kings, stories true
Who possesses the testicular fortitude
To blow away myths that's a hindrance to all of you
You blame your own shortcomings on sex and race
The mafia, homosexuals and all the Jews
It's hogwash point of views, stereotypical
Anti-Semitic like the foul words Gibson spewed
And it's pathetic, I don't get the credit I deserve
That's why I hate doing interviews
But I don't sweat it, study long, study raw
My man Dion said "Nas over-think the songs he writing"
I'm not a wack performer standing near a corny hype man
I got the Donism in me, I'm here to enlighten




And Lupe on Forms Follown Function is a distant second

Weave the most wanted Angelina Jolies
And Morgan Frees
Send it around the room like we smoking trees
But it's no purple in the circle then there ain't no rolling
Bees just spoken words, thought provoking reeds
Hydro, I'm still strolling on the seas
Aloe, like the lotion from the leaves
And to achieve it took a lot of token like Chuck E. Cheese
All without touching weed
But I'm still hungry and I'm having lunch for three
This is my form, now what the function be

 

[Lil Bape the PostGod]

its easily 2 chainz on mercy

shyt was legendary breh...the beat drop, the flow, the swag, the content, the delivery

chain the color of akon

i can honestly say this is the first time in about 7 years where wayne DOESNT have verse of the year

 

[The Jewnited States]

ya'll hyping the shyt outta that nas verse.. good verse but not a top caliber nas verse IMO

my pick is killer mike for this verse but really theres 5 more i coulda picked from RAP music

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

 

[inndaskKy]

Since I mentioned The BDP album as album of the year contender, it's only right I pick a verse from that, even though Nas killed a whole bunch of verses this year too.
But the first verse from The Solution by KRS is prolly my favorite, so laid back with a smooth delivery and all positive:

Listen to me closely, it's about to get toasty
I be the speaker of the house like Nancy Pelosi
The challenges we facing on the world is this,
The banks are telling governments to do that & do this
No ones taking a true risk, no ones the loser
We need to do trade with Cuba
Open up the borders all the way to Aruba
Give tax breaks for all teachers and tutors
Cats don't like how The Teacher be talking
Cause cats don't walk where The Teacher be walking
(L)ove (A)nd (D)evelop (Y)ourself, that spells L.A.D.Y
I teach it to young girls and women go crazy!
Philosopher, criticism don't phaze me
I walk in the truth even the wind obeys me
Standing with a protest sign FREE HAITI!
My rhyme blows your mind like the .380
I made a million dollars last year, didn't change me
I make money man, the money does not make me
Lately my popularity just heightened, cause Krs-One enlightens!
I go off the top and I recite what I'm writin’
I write three books for your mind to enlighten
I promote stop the violence so we could stop fightin'
If you’re part of this movement, don't just be websitin'
Volunteer somewhere where people just might win
And just need a little help & support from the right friend
Aight then..it ain’t about Stupid White Men
When Blacks, Latino’s and Asians act just like them!
Krs One, I got this style from DMC
I take it all the way back to ‘83
But right now, K.P. gonna drop the chorus on me

 

[George's Dilemma]

Cuttin corners on Coronas, trying to buck up on a bonus
Out here on my lonely last stogie but I'm focused
Now I know......friends parallel to foe
And all that good p*ssy leave you parallel or broke
I asked the Pastor, whats the fastest way to heaven
For a b*stard with a tarnished past, give men an honest answer
With all this Hannah Montana, without the Armour Hammer
Am I gonna get the slammer or the casket
Tryin to keep a level head rollin on this rocky road
It's a full time gig tryin to keep this glock cold
I've got the work, water and a pot, need a hot stove
And a down azz bytch with a squad down to roll.

 

[Pvrtsu]

Nas - Triple Beam Dreams
Kendrick - Power Circle
Ab-Soul - Unnecessary

 

[classicmaterial]

Stalley-Ten Jesus Pieces

smh please.....Ross was better on that song, and I'll be the first to admit Ross ain't the most lyrical rapper, but he was way better than Stalley on that

 

[classicmaterial]

Yea, I ain’t got time for these bytches
Ain’t gotta dime for these bytches
Breakin' it down with 3 bytches
Duffle stuffed with 3 6’s
Heat under the pillow, I sleep wit' my Mrs
And I’m havin' dreams that’s bigger than 6 digits
Nickels while I rest, possessed to whip chickens
Livin' though you addicted, to hit the next shipment
So high, and nikkas wanna know why I, ride
With semi automatic by my, side
I need a nikka that’s fosho gon' bust
And really I’m the only nikka I, trust
And really I'm the only nikka that, cold
New shoes, Cadillac on, vogues
Shine for the dimes and the rat, hoes
Check a pack, write a rap, crack, sold
And my trunk leave cracks in the pavement
Chevy only carry heavy weight, Lord save 'em
Just another victim of the game, can you blame ‘em
And he stay paid, can’t a lame nikka fade 'em
And most of you nikkas in the rap game dikk blowers
But at the end of the day, don’t get shyt for it
But me and mine’s gotta eat, so I’m beatin’ up the street
Dinner time, man, I gotta hit a lick for it
Send ‘em to God, tryna rob the godfather
And if you scared of catchin’ a murder then why bother
I’m peelin' off a knock for pots of hot water
nikkas wrote me off and it made me grind harder
Peace to the East, nikka peace to the chief
Got a slug for the judge, plenty heat for police
And a book full of sin that I reap when I sleep
Then I wake up ‘n I put 'em on a beat, how you love that?

Freddie Gibbs - BFK

Track is absolute pure fire, but I thought the first verse was better.....

 

[Versa]

Something from Nas, Lupe, Ab-Soul or K Dot

 

[Versa]

Some of my favorite from F&L II

Strange Fruition verse #2

Now as I wander through the city goin’ mad
I see the fruits of planting evidence instead of grass
A swindled generation with no patience, full of swag
Man, they so impatient with the stations that they have
As long as they look good when they be doin’ bad
Then the separation from the truth is gettin’ vast, fast
Be a slave at first or free at last
Double-edged choices make a nikka wanna pass
Double-headed voices from the eagle on the staff
The pyramid where eyes will split the spirited in half
Divided over money
Delighted by the dummyin’ down of the importance of crowns we’ll never have
That’s why my sounds and sermons are so full of wrath
Baptize your mind, let your brain take a bath
Swim inside the river get delivered from the craft
Of the witches in this business that be livin’ off your sad
Hatin’ on your happiness you hit ‘em off with laughs
Smile ‘til they surrender, then you kill ‘em off with glad
Hello evil, I’m back

ITAL verse #3

Called the president a terrorist
Corporate sponsors like, how the fukk you gon’ embarrass us?
Ain’t my fault, I was just repeatin’ this
Professor Emeritus from America
But my tone was like an Afghani kid without a home
Blew that bytch up with a drone
An Iraqi with no daddy, Palestinian throwing stones
The fukk you think they call him, I’mma leave that all alone
Cause this, the focus on this new shyt is that hopeless
Place that I was born into systematic brokeness
Took that downpression and developed it to dopeness
It’s that great American rap-rap ferocious

Put Em' Up verse #1

Put one in the air like the king's son
For the heir to the kingdom
That means I'mma be the king once the king done
If he don't wanna leave then I might have to guillotine him
I sing some but I rap a lot like the king's son
Microphone checker all across the board you should king him
Diamond mine my mind make princesses like king cum
Every second worth of thinking
Is enough to fill three rings like Ringlings
That's how I kept it on the air is like a re-run
And kept the kings comin in obscene sums
You see for me it's life or death like a king thumb
Mean something
That's why I don't play when I relay like a team run
And treat every single day like a scene one
Outlook on life like I ain't never seen nothin'

Put Em' Up verse #3

The laboratory happy for me cause I'm back with my belongings
Ferrari 'bout as red as when Carrie was the prom queen
Think outside the box like Larry Merchant, Don King
A glacier in Jamaica or a penguin out in Palm Springs
Yeah, keep em in the air like a swan wing
And Im'a keep it magic as a Harry Potter wand swing
And my little shop with my terracotta pot
You be talkin' bout your kush, you should come and hear my lawn sing
So put them up like a robbery
A Derrick Rose lob to me
And watch and see I alley-oop it properly
Football or volley-b, hockey league, or soccer league
You just get the rock to me
Try and put me down like Gaddafi over Lockerbie
I'll lock you in a locker b
Like Bruce Leroy, locked Johnny in a locker see
Shock is the only thing that 2Pac is toppin me
Hot as rocket bottoms or kill em where your lava be

Unforgivable Youth verse #3

As archaeologists dig in the deserts of the east
A pit a hundred meters wide and a hundred meters deep
They discover ancient cars on even older streets
And a city well preserved and most likely at its peak
A culture so advanced, and by condition of the teeth
They can tell that they were civil, not barbaric in the least
A society at peace. With liberty and justice for all
Neatly carved in what seems to be a wall
They would doubt that there was any starvation at all
That they pretty much had the poverty problem all solved
From the sheer amount of paper, most likely used for trade
Everything's so organized. They had to be well behaved
Assumed they had clean energy, little to no enemies
Very honest leaders with overwhelming sympathies
Religions kinda complex. Kinda hard to figure out
And this must be the temple
This White House

Form Follows Function verse #2

So when that pond thaws and it's no longer Gretzky
That's when we jet ski
I gotta catch up to myself, I kind of left me
Are the windows still blocked up? Let's see
Maybe see something we couldn't view before
Been in the stu all day cooking food for thought
Now out the soup du jour for you and yours
Might find sushi for your soul, we call that moving raw
Lions won't cross the line
Cougars won't move a paw
Chickens won't cross the road
Dogs won't woof at all
Always had flow, just added a front door, roof, and walls
Hotter than the fire that into which Koopa falls
...but that's only if you super dawg
Sicker than when you use your dog to do assaults
You can never really tell just who's the fraud
Truth might still be lie like true and false
That's why I never really trust unless it's Lu endorsed
Sponsored by me and of course you know who enforced
Now that's three mis, like you warming up your vocal chords
Add a fourth if your vocals hoarse(horse)
Like Mister Ed
Get out of pocket have a horse's head in your bed
Now that's what I call a good night's rest

Form Follows Function verse #3

And now my vocals warm
Add a fifth and a sixth now I'm ready to perform
The Buddhist said that I am not reformed
If I ever be reborn I keep coming back as me
Well don't forget the other five as we
Weave the most wanted Angelina Jolies
And Morgan Frees
Send it around the room like we smoking trees
But it's no purple in the circle then there ain't no rolling b's
Just spoken words, thought provoking reeds
Hydro, I'm still strolling on the seeds
Aloe(eye low) like the lotion from the leaves
And to achieve it took a lot of token like Chuck E. Cheese
All without touching weed
But I'm still hungry and I'm having lunch for three
This is my form, now what the function be?

Brave Heart verse #2

May the Lord have mercy on my soul
Like Scholls keep cushion where I land
Keep the devil off my heels
But please keep me on my toes
Like a reposessor checking for everything I drove
Like I owe, but I don't
Paid my dues from the go
Doing donuts in the door, keep my shoes on the floor
Revered by the rich, plus approved by the poor
I guess it's better when they sniff it
(I've been sped up where they sniff it)
And screwed up where they pour
See I flew so way up high
And I SCUBA'd way down low
Put the top down on my fears
Put the roof up on my woes
I dropped that food and liquor to put you up on my stove
They shoplifted and stole
That just let me know they know
That was Lupe #1 now this version #4
And I still feel like a virgin me versus the globe
From the surface to the cove
I took on the biggest wave
And I surfed it to the shore with no pomade in my fro
Took the wood from the slave ships and furnished my abode
That boat is now my bed, desk, dressers and my drawers
Now that's a house of pain!
Plus I use nooses when I hang up all my clothes
Couldn't change up if I chose
That's me

 

[W.I.Z.E.]

 

[C. Dante]

Triple Beam Dreams