Favorite Hip-Hop One-Liners and Rhyme-Outs (1 Viewer)

Bjerknes

Bjerknes

"Top Economist"
#85
Mar 16, 2004
116,004
#85
This little piece is from Rakim's It's the R

Aye yo it's Mr. Low-key you need to go see
The host by far a mostly o.t., with a brand new show but
You know how the flow be.
Cause when I swerve, you observe it closely
If you smoke trees, smoke more than an o-z.
Mix any kind of dope with me, you o-d.
You get the c-d, l-p c.o.d.
Poetry cause you to fully load the V.
Drop place to place be crazy over me.
Even different nationalities, overseas.
However do a don't emcee, you know me. G-o-d.
She know she d-o-e, so show me.
Even with no jewelry she call me goldie,
Like a Jacuzzi she overheat an o-g.
Like sushi swimin' in a open sea. I'm comin'.
 
Bjerknes

Bjerknes

"Top Economist"
#87
Mar 16, 2004
116,004
#87
This is from Rakim's It's a Must. I have to post it all as it's just too nasty.





If I lay low and let the day go it'll slow my payroll
Aye-yo I'm a terrorize charge and slay shows
Ra slay flows go as far as the Barbados
On the turntable sound like tornadoes
My style is performed like tropical storms
Your not to get on the whole spot will get torn
I keep the metropolitan hollering and bring the dollars in
Keep the models following wise as King Solomon
Come slow through the jungle like an animal
Invade any land I go like General Hannibal
From Long Island to Queens light up the New York scenes
All the way to New Orleans and everything in between
Left to go bless a show in Mexico
Next Thing I know it's extra cold I see Eskimo's
Time to rock get it hot soon as I get in there
Spit in they ear so flow they froze and I disappear

(2nd verse)

They said I was a head of my time or either here before
To see the idea clear it takes a year or more
Now times that by the years I reign straight-seven
No hear for four years still multiplied by eleven
The silence's a set back make em regret that
One way to get back is violence and wet cats
But hold your head black or I'll never rap again
Just when I thought I was out they pulled me back in
Now that was two years ago and if cats start interfering
Then I'm a go back to the gat and racketeering
My sabotage is camaflouge and espionage
You ain't havin Ra so don't test the god
I'm takin' all orders I can't afford extorters
I hit em in the head with a hundred dollars in quarters
So warn a friend tell em it's on again
If it's a freestyle bust in a park I want in

(3rd verse)

I managed to get paid for a decade now add three years on to that
Perform with a knack yes I was born to rap
The mic Lebanon Teflon don is back
I strike with better bombs and armed to attack
So reload the van go ahead let em in
Every tours a war and I'm on the road again
Suprise a town the place it's live and loud
We vibin' now I go wild and dive in the crowd
Never hit the ground they catch me and carry me around
Then put me right back on stage to shut it down
From New York to Cali, Japan and I-tali
I'm known as the microphone Muhammad Ali :lol2:
I'm worldwide my brothers be biggin' me up
Keep the girls occupied lovin' diggin' me what
Ain't around when I come to town they mad glad
Like Saddaam they even say I'm the bomb in Baghdad
 
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Tickle Me
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#94
Oct 11, 2005
75,661
#94
While you be imitating Al Capone...
I be Nina Simone...
And Defacatin' on your microphone...

Ready or not, here I come...
 
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Tickle Me
Moderator
#98
Oct 11, 2005
75,661
#98
She's a bit dated these days, but so good. Lyrically and she can sing the hook. Kanye can't sing a hook to save his life.
 
Bjerknes

Bjerknes

"Top Economist"
#99
Mar 16, 2004
116,004
#99
This is from Little Brother's Hiding Place, one of their better tracks.

Don't compare me to jokes
I'll strangle the air in your throat
Like you jump from a chair and choke
In mid-air from a rope
Got a big gun and carry a scope
The flair of the smoke
Keep niggaz quiet like words that librarians spoke
I'm arrogant, outlandish
Blow your face out, and shake out the dandruff
The jakes wont make out the handprints
I'm as real as it gets, with the steel and the clips
Bark and make niggaz duck, and kneel and do splits :shocked:

It gets no realer than this
its Tay and Elzhi dropping that definitive shit
This should have been a double album commemorative disc :lol2:
Cause hip-hop might need us
And in your town, no telling where you might see us
My whole team coming through in tees and wife beaters
Out, doin their damn thing like beavers
Yo, its P to the H-O, I finish the job
Plus my Dominican Broad
Making me chili con queso :lol:

Work and plan a perfect verse
Then burst like a person
that jerked from a circus cannon
Then landed to the earth
Its me on the song, featured your fleet
Breathing is strong
It's a gypsy reading a palm
with a drawn heater
Never gone of the wrong reefer
A bong chief, of the don ballest
As long as the bronze is bronze sneakers
Got ways of a thuggie, thinking I wont come and get you
Dressed like a gun with pistols, and AK's in a bundle

And Tay is blazing it lovely, cause I'm one with the game
So I sat back, chilled, dropped Foreign Exchange
And a lot of rap niggaz got lost
Heard Phontigga carrying tunes and assumed he don got soft
They didn't understand it was my next direction
So I'm playing postman and addressing questions
Like, yes I'm still a LB, no I'm not leaving
No I don't eat meat, but yes I'm still beefin
But all these wack niggaz putting records out
This is all live nigga, check it out
Lb, S bill a fam on a mission
And I ain't worried about people biting "Minstrel Show"
they still teething on "The Listening"
 
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