Dope Rap Verses Part Vl

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Dope Rap Verses Part II: Vaught Edition

Going off the post that my boy Ross the boss did earlier, I have decided to contribute my own list of some great rap verses. Since Ross used some of my favs already I want use those again, but I will be adding some new ones.

All right, first up is Childish Gambino, From the song My Shine:

Gambeezy make it work somethin’, let me check the syntax
Don’t add an eezy to my name ’cause it has never been that
Aladdin on you fuckers, prince of the game from street rat
Dudes fall off, too steep like tea bags
Steady movin’, don’t worry about where I’mma be
‘Cause I’mma be on these tracks like indie girls on Amelie
Honesty, I’m rappin’ ’bout everything I go through
Everything I’m sayin’ I’m super sayin’ like Goku
Fuck nerdcore, fuck backpack
Fuck rap cool, I make cool rap
I make music for wack blacks to blast back
In fact, I swear the track I lie on’s my last track

Now another Childish Gambino song, this one is from Not Going Back:

I was never gonna stay the same
All I ever really wanted was to change the game
Spent the year kickin’ ass and takin’ names
Try to tell it to your heart, Taylor Dayne
Mama told me I was special when them test scores came in
Callin’ me the new Will Smith, that’s Jaden
Callin’ me a faggot when I’m rappin’, that’s hatin’
I need to slow down, what the fuck is y’all sayin’?
Step inside the party, y’all niggas is mood killers
My lifestyle simple, live easy and Bruce Willis
I’m the boss, Michael Scott, y’all bitches is just Phyllis
Set the world on fire, y’all motherfuckers is chillin’, what is this?
That’s why these fuckin’ MCs want their asses back
Don’t you know that I’m a rapist, ask a track
Whiskey-sippin’, wanna drink the whole bottle
But these smart middle-class black kids need a role model
“I didn’t know he had it in ‘im”
Couldn’t see me as Spider-Man, but now I’m spittin’ venom

Now moving on to Lil Wayne's verse from No Love:

Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's "fuck what they say"
I'm high as a bitch: up, up and away
Man, I come down in a couple of days
OK, you want me up in a cage, then I'll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It's Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I'm in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don't even check the peephole
So you can keep knocking but won't knock me down
No love lost, no love found

Now Em's verse from No Love:

I'm alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin
To spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than most
Shit's finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in
I ain't never giving in again
Caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the fuck would I join them when I beat them
They call me a freak because
I like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute
Yeah that rap was tight
But I'm 'bout to spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
I so started to rock fellow
When I'm not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted 'cause Marsh is not mellow
Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop
I'm standing on my Monopoly board
That means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop
Til my hip don't hop anymore
When you so good that you can't say it
Because it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
People just get sick cause you spit
These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow
You'll never take my pride
Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
Is getting no mercy, mark my words
Ain't letting up, relentless

Alright now I'm using two verses from the classic Wu-Tang song Da Mystery of Chessboxin' the first is from Masta Killa, the second is from Inspectah Deck

Homicide's illegal and death is the penalty
What justifies the homicide, when he dies?
In his own iniquity it's the
Master of the Mantis Rapture coming at you
We have an APB on an MC Killer
Looks like the work of a Master
Evidence indicates that's it's stature
Merciless like a terrorist hard to capture
The flow, changes like a chameleon
Plays like a friend and stabs you like a dagger
This technique attacks the immune system
Disguised like a lie paralyzing the victim
You scream as it enters your bloodstream
Erupts your brain from the pain these thoughts contain
Moving on a nigga with the speed of a centipede
and injure
any motherfuckin' contender

Well I'm a sire, I set the microphone on fire
Rap styles vary, and carry like Mariah
I come from the Shaolin slum, and the isle I'm from
is coming through with nuff niggas and nuff guns
so if you wanna come sweating, stressing, contesting
you'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
Don't talk the talk, if you can't walk the walk
Phony niggas are outlined in chalk
A man vexed, is what the projects made me
Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me
Steamrolling niggas like a eighteen wheeler
with the drunk driver driving, there's no surviving

Now time for some Lil Wayne, from Playing with Fire:

Mama always told me I was crazy,
My hoes say I'm amazing,
But I don't listen to a lady,
But the bitch say I'm hot,
And I say no bitch I'm blazing, like what the fuck do you expect, I'm motherfucking cajun
I feel caged in my mind, it's like my flow doing time, I goes crazy inside,
but when it comes out it's fine, like wine, wait, watch, see
I get better in time like a watch osh-be-gosh-posh
Spice husband couldn't kick it like, I kick it bitch I kicks it.
no cereal like a landing I sticks it.
whatever she asks me, after she licks it.
that's too explicit, well why you listening,

Ok, I think thats enough for now. This post already seems way to long. Will do another one later because there are more lyrics I want to use. Also Ross you need to do another one as well bro.

Dope Rap Verses

This is just a list of some of my favorite rap verses. It's not all verses I like or all that I can think of but its a few I like the most. The format is Artist, Album, Song (additional info). 


#1 Eminem - The Marshall Mathers LP - Amityville.

That's why the city is filled with a bunch of fucking idiots still (still)
That's why the first motherfucker poppin some shit he gets killed (killed)
That's why we don't call it Detroit, we call it Amityville ('Ville)
You can get capped after just having a cavity filled (filled)
Ahahahaha, that's why we're crowned the murder capital still (still)
This ain't Detroit, this is motherfucking Hamburger Hill! (Hill!)
We don't do drivebys, we park in front of houses and shoot
and when the police come we fucking shoot it out with them too!
That's the mentality here (here) that's the reality here (here)
Did I just hear somebody say they wanna challenge me here?? (huh?)
While I'm holding a pistol with this many calibres here?? (here??)
Got some registration and just made this shit valid this year? (year?)
Cause once i snap i cant be held accountable for my actions
and that's when accidents happen,
when a thousand bullets come at your house
and collapse the foundation around and they found you
and your family in it (AH!)
GOT DAMNIT HE MEANT IT WHEN HE TELLS YOU


#2  GZA - Liquid Swords - Shadowboxin'

When my mind start to clickin, and the strategy
Is mastered the plot thickens, this be that wu shit
I don't give a cotten-pickin fuck
About a brother tryin to size a nigga up, I hold my own
Hard-hat protect your dome
Look at mama baby boy actin like he grown
No time for sleep, I gets deep as a baritone
Killa bee, that be holdin down his honeycomb, loungin son
Wu brother number one, protect your neck
Flying guillotines here they come, bloody bastards
Hard times and killer tactics, spittin words plus
Semi-automatic slurs, peep the graphic
Novel from the genie bottle, hit the clutch
Shift the gear now, full throttle, time to bungee
To the next episode, I keeps it grungy
Hand on my nutsac, and spittin lung-ghies
At a wack nigga dat, don't understand the fact
When it come to rza tra-cks I don't know how to act
Real rap from the stat, killa hill projects
How to be exact, break it down
All and together now
Things are getting good looking better now

#3  Eminem - The Marshall Mathers LP - Bitch Please || (this is Xzibit, i enjoy the whole song but this verse is intense)

I’m the head nigga in charge, I’m watchin you move You’re found dead in your garage, with ten o’clock news coverage Gotta love it, cause I expose the facade Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with god All jokes aside, come bounce with us Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust It’s like ashes to ashes and dust to dustI might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs So who do you trust? they just not rugged enough When things get rough I’m in the club shootin with puff Bitch, please - you must have a mental disease Assume the position and get back down on your knees - c’mon.


#4 Immortal Technique - Revolutionary Vol. 1 - Dance With The Devil (Last verse, i was gonna choose a couple verses but they are really long so i just went with the last one)

Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
he thought about the cocaine with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start to cringe and stutter
'cause he was staring into the eyes of his own mother
she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contemplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, cause God wasn't there
and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
'cause I was there when Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom too
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
in fact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cipher listening to little thugs flow
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selfish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black color is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when you're inflicted
and you'll be one of God's children that fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never
because a dance with the devil might last you forever

#5 Wu Tang Clan - Enter The Wu Tang (36 Chambers) - Da Mystery of Chessboxin' (This is the one and only ODB, I chose this cause its hilarious and its a dope verse)

Here I go, deep type flow
Jacque Cousteau could never get this low..
I'm cherry bombing shits... BOOM
Just warming up a little bit, vroom vroom
Rappinin is what's happening
Keep the pockets stacked and then, hands clapping and
At the party when I move my body
Gotta get up, and be somebody!
Grab the microphone go straight to the phone
DUH-DUH-DUH...enter the Wu-Tang zone
Sure enough when I rock that stuff
Guff puff? I'm gonna catch your bluff tough
rough, kicking rhymes like Jim Kelly
or Alex Haley I'm a Mi-..Beetle Bailey rhymes
coming raw style, hardcore
Niggas be coming to the hip-hop store
Coming to buy grocery from me
Trying to be a hip-hop MC
The law, in order to enter the Wu-Tang
You must bring the Ol' Dirty Bastard type slang
Represent the GZA, Abbott, RZA, Shaquan, Inspectah Deck
Dirty Hoe getting low with his flow
Introducing, the Ghost..face.. Killer!!
No one could get iller


That's not all the verses I wanted to include in this blog but I'm just gonna make it a series so I don't have one super long post. Trust me there's A LOT more that I wanted to add to this list, i'll just have to do it next time.