40 Cal is tight... his entire songs are punchline after punchline. <font size="2">Fight Klub vs. Sam Scar...</font> <font size="2"> <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">I put the forty to ya brain before the kid explain Or put the eagle to ya chest like a Dipset chain All I do is pull the drop out once And watch his girl drop my boxers like a knockout punch </div> <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">If you want samples, I got two more dimes More 8 balls to hit than a pool hall line Niggas mad that I screw more dimes If you watch 'em any harder, you'll get blue balls a few more times </div> <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">I done ran through his projects, wishin for drama Sprayed it up, came back with just a reminder He better stay home and listen to momma I leave his PJs wet, and I ain't talkin bout his' pissy pajamas Like ya life hard, you ain't have to sell rocks brotha You yell box cutters, you ain't been to jail cocksucker </div> </font> Most of Dipset has the punch lines down... but I dunno if I can think of a single line that I've heard in my life that is above all the best. I'll post one if I think of it.
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">And your lil' homey Jungle is a garden to me</div> =greatest one-liner diss ever.
See if you can catch the pattern in this Masta Ace song: <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post"> A son, how you B? "Aiyo I'm chillin" and I C you D to go out, and make a killin', but where E? "F that ***** he making G's on tour with H-Town doing shows overseas" yeah I heard he DJ'd but stop hatin' OK? (I ain't hatin') Smoke your L and chill the **** out, I found a way to get paid you know how I M, we gonna be N cuz my cousin Tyriq said, to meet him about ten "Now that's that **** that I'm talking about so yo let me just take this leak and then we out" O now you gotta P, well hurry up it's quarter to and I just got this beep from son, and that's the Q R you ready? Hurry, I'll be in the S-10, Blazer out front, he blowing up my pager "Aiyo I hope this *****'s about getting cash cuz mom's is about to evict my broke ass" Chill, my cousin's like the 2001 Mr. T rock mad ice and platinum, watch you gonna see He pushin a 600, with color TV in the visor and got more gadgets, than McGuiver (ooh) we gonna make dough on the W ain't seen in your lifetime or my lifetime yo mad cream oh ****, you seen that car that drove by? (yeah) well that was his X-hoe Lisa, and that was Y he told us to drive through the hood and if we caught her take back that 300-Z that he just bought her...so what's up "***** I don't give a ****, whatever we gotta do we can take the bitch car, the money and jewels too make this u-turn, we'll catch her at the light and get right, off of this quick jooks tonight I don't give a ****" </div>
<div class="quote_poster">Quoting authentiq:</div><div class="quote_post">=greatest one-liner diss ever.</div> That Blueprint 2 diss wasn't all that hot.
Dresta on Ole School Sh*t with Eazy-E and BG Knocc Out, murking Dre and Snoop Dresta: N*gga eva deadly Ya just don't know who ya f**kin' wit So I suggest get in ya sh*t and keep truckin' b*tch Before I get my gat ya pressure case Blast, blast I leave my gang bang layin' on ya face I tattoe Dre name on my chest Cross it out just another n*gga that I X-ed And you won't see R.I.P. You'll see P.N.D. A Punk n*gga deceased yeah And the b*tch that was yours will be mine buddy All because ya woofed on a n*gga that was nutty And I had to make an example N*gga thinks I'm crazy now but that was just a sample Of a n*gga with street wise reality That don't give a f**k type Compton mentality I stare back death right in the face Contemplate my last day on and everyday base Cause a n*gga neva know when he go I hope it only takes one shot Cause I don't wanna die slow My funeral will be full of my peers People that neva gave a ***** about me droppin' Threw me tears I hope I'm in the casket face down So all you muthaphukkaz can kiss my black ass now And ***** all that cryin' all night Just be happy that I'm rid of this f*cked up life Yeah, and now you see you can't handle me I give a shout to Tonel and the Ruthless F**kin Family
basic instructions before leaving earth: The basic instructions before leaving earth (3x) Chorus: repeat 2x Life is a test many quest the universe And through my research, I felt the joy and the hurt The first shall be last and the last shall be first The basic instructions before leaving earth Verse one: Knowledge this wisdom, this goes back when I was twelve I loved doing right but I was trapped in hell Had mad ideas, sad eyes and tears Years of fears, but yo my foes couldn’t bear I searched for the truth since my youth And went to church since birth, but it wasn’t worth the loot That I was paying, plus the praying I didn’t like staying cuz of busy-bodies and dizzy hotties That the preacher had souped up with lies Had me cooped up lookin at loot, butt, and thighs Durin the service, he swallowed up the poor And after they heard this, they wallowed on the floor But I ignored, and explored my history that was untold And watched mysteries unfold And dropped a jewel like solomon, but never followed men Cause if you do your brain is more hollow than Space oblivia, or the abyss With no trace of trivia, left with the hiss Does it pay to be deaf, dumb and blind? From a slave we was kept from the mind And from the caves he crept from behind And what he gave, was the sect of the swine When the bible, it condemned the pig I don’t mean to pull your hems or flip your wigs But we used to wear a turban, but now we’re in the urban No more wearing beanies and dress like a genie No hocus pocus cause I focus on the facts And put it on the tracks and brought it through the wax I speak on jacob, it might take up some time And too much knowledge, it might break up the ryhme I did it anyway just to wake up the mind Of those who kiss stones or prays on the carpet Those who sit home, or sell books by the market Need to chill and get their mind revived For years religion did nothing but divide The basic instructions before leaving earth Chorus Verse two: I strolled through the books of job to unfold And open bibles, instead of hoping on revivals Calling on his name and screaming hallelujah When he hardly knew ya, that’s how the devil’s fooled ya See look into my eyes brethren, that’s the lies of a reverend Why should you die to go to heaven? The earth is already in space, the Bible I embrace A difficult task I had to take I studied till my eyes was swollen, and only arose when I found out that we were the chosen I deal with the truth, and build with the youth And teach my son as he kneels on the stoop Son, life is a pool of sin, corrupted wth foolish men And women with wicked minds, who build picket signs To legalize abortion, the evil eye distortion I quiz son with my wisdom Before I converted, I was perverted, and knowledge was asserted The study of wisdom, I perferred it The understanding, it gave me mental freedom I even learnt caucasians were really the tribe of edam The white image, of christ, is really cesare borgia And uhh, the second son of pope alexander The sixth of rome, and once the picture was shown That’s how the devils tricked my dome I prophesized to save a man, but no one gave a damn For my nation - the seed of abraham Blessed with the tongue of hebrew Now we’re strung on needles, and some are plungin evils So study and be wise in these days of darkness Peace to my nephew marcus The basic instructions before leaving earth Chorus: repeat to fade
If I ever stuck it to any singer in show biz, i'd be Jennifer Lopez sorry puff but I don't give a fu*k if this chick whas my own mother i'd still fu*k her with no rubber and c*m inside and have a son and a new brother at the same time and just say that it aint mine
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">People without hands feel me </div> Who says that again?
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">If I ever stuck it to any singer in show biz, i'd be Jennifer Lopez sorry puff but I don't give a fu*k if this chick whas my own mother i'd still fu*k her with no rubber and c*m inside and have a son and a new brother at the same time and just say that it aint mine </div> Em USED to be a lyrical genius.....I love how he kicks off his verse on Remember Me <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">"When I go out, I'm gone go out shootin/ Not when I die, I mean when I go out to the f*ckin club stupid"</div> lol....genius
I been listenin to the Beastie Boys lately and for some reason, some of their lines stick to me. <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">I went to get a loan and they asked my race I wrote down human inside the space It's a disgrace how they try to debase It ain't the bank's damn business how my lineage trace </div> <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">You people call yourselves MC's but you're garbage men Takin' out the trash when you pull out the pen </div>
Not really my favorite, i got alot of those. This is the first to pop in my head as Dope. "I got the meeeeanest cleeeeeanest peeeeeenis, You never seeeeeenthis stroke of geeeeeeenius." B.I.G. P.S. why are people posting whole songs? Its <u>"Best LINE!!!!"</u>
Some lines from the best current West Coast rapper: <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">When I get through the world'll be a better place, A little Jesus Christ mixed with some Leatherface,</div> -Xzibit (Get Your Walk On) <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">It don't make sense, Either you're a soldier from the start, Or an actor with a record deal tryin' to play the part,</div> -Xzibit (Paparazzi)
<div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">dear god let me clense my soul/ throw away all the rims and the gold/ o no I cant do that/ do I love god? True dat/ but I got a gun so move back/ im loco like 5 eses in the side of chevelle ridin on low pros/ im a renegade ride with the 44/ been a gangbanger all my life, **** the popo/ I aint never been a cocky kid/ know they could kill me if they shot pac and big/ but I let my bandana hang/ in the city of angles we gangbang/ I move that chronic and yayo/ way before I met 50, banks, buck and yayo/ ask eminem, even dr. dre know/ I put one in last ten in the range rov/ used to push that rock like jay hov/ you better lay low when the ak blow/ or get wings and a halo/ run to the hood and tell em im the ***** they gotta pray for/ </div> Red Bandana - The Game
"My life, wolves, bloods and crips, duckin' the digs/We don't like basketball, but still f**k with the knicks" -Saigon I thought that was a crazy line.
Here's one of my favourite verses: <div class="quote_poster">Quoting Inspectah Deck (from 'Guillotine'):</div><div class="quote_post">Poisonous paragraphs, smash ya phonograph in half, it be the Inspectah Deck on the warpath First class leavin mics with a cast Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns blast Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta Rhymes runnin wild like a child in a walker I scored from the inner slums abroad And my thoughts are razor sharp I sliced the mic from the cord First they criticize, but now they have become mentally paralyzed with hits that I devise Now I testify, the rest is I, Rebel INS Ya highness, blessed to electrify with voltage of an eel, truth that I reveal'll crush the amateurs who screamed to keep it real Caesar black down hoodied up and fatigues Part time minor leagues receive third degrees Attack like a wolf pack, once I pull back the God-U, and bust through like a fullback</div>
G-Dep got some hot lines. These are from "I want the world to see" When the reality set/Thought you had your salary set?/Well heres your reality check and I play dirty/ In J 30's with Dave Birdie/ This aint the old lakers and n***a, you aint worthy.
I heard it before, but I listened to it again and the punchlines were pretty funny. Had me cracking up a little but <div class="quote_poster">Quoting Joe Budden:</div><div class="quote_post"> Jump off you rap guys is a joke I'm here to take the scoring title without the green light from my coach Man, don't make me have to smack your lineup I'm Michael Jordan y'all Harold Minor's that rap vagina All black ski mask, gloves, tuck the thing Drive slow, lights out like "I love this game" I live this y'all paint that pic And like Magic I'm starting to believe y'all dudes ain't that sick Might see ya boy scooping up a bird to get knowledge Number one draft pick and I skipped college Snakes in the trenches I peep those, get injured End up like Grant Hill on the bench in your street clothes Talk about he real, how he quick with a glock But like Kurt Thomas he ain't good for **** on the block See the gleam from the shoes Man, I don't mean to seem rude Gunshots do you like Vancouver make your team move (Let's Go!) [Chorus:] It's gone be the NBA never NBC (Yeah) Rookie of the year slash MVP (Rap suckas, we back) Never channel 4 We handle the 4 It's the number one draft pick (Yours truly) Let your gat spit, ***** [Repeat] Can't treat me like a sucka Gather up your five, man meet me at the Rucker Put the heat to you fuckers Half Man-Half Amazing with a clip in my boot My 4-5 will make you "Skip To My Lou", think about it Understand when I was younger I was all on my own So when I said 3-2 I wasn't calling a zone Nice truck, nice house and chain I car jacked you like Shaq shooting a three man get outta your Range This is regular hood **** I put Don Cheaney under the arm and show him how to make a good nick If you wack, you need to probably write Either that or quit it, throw in the chair like you Bobby Knight I work damn hard But don't think I can't rob Can't pitch, I still handle the rock like Shammgod Still hurt you cowards Still see me merking them Prowlers And know they still call me Dirk in Dallas I'm that ***** [Chorus] Man I kill lame queers It still ain't clear Never saving the tech like Bill Laimbeer I got tools for rilly With shells that make your temple hot and I ain't talking 'bout a school in Philly I ain't a selfish player Man, I help your weight up Cuz only Riders in this game now is myself and Isaiah Listen, you gettin dissed While I'm screwing these miss's I'm on cruise control you still moving your pivot But I'll show you how mean this crook be You and your dogs' like the Houston Comets, a team fulla *****'s Creep It ain't a game no more, it's a sport If you ain't got heart to play then stay off the court [Chorus] Game over! </div>
While we're on topic bout basketball lines <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">I'm working out on my arms, they getting large as Hell Might give you the choke hold like Kobe got from Raja Bell</div> - Fabolous
