Great rhymes

*fists in air* Gabba Gabba Hey. The first two words rhyme.

Reduce me. Seduce Me Dress me Up In Stussy

"and discover your lover between the legs of another" - the afghan whigs, i always found this lyric quite poetic, though the imagery is not so pretty.

"I'm starved of mirth; Let's go and trip a dwarf" - good to practice one's English "th" vs "f", not as much as 6ths-related album titles however.

"My mountain bike is rusty, the people in the flat above don't trust me"

Slip It To Me - David Devant

"She'd be okay if he didn't hit her/Or go to bed with the babysitter"

Nothing quite beats singalong pop tunes about domestic abuse.

street's disciple, my raps are trifle / i shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle / stampede the stage, i leave the microphone split / play mr. tuffy while i'm on some pretty tone shit / verbal assassin, my architect pleases / when i was twelve, i went to hell for snuffin jesus

Smokey Robinson, from "Choosey Beggar": "When I need someone to hold me/When I need arms to enfold me/When I need someone beside me/If I had you how happy I'd be." Ick with a kick, as Robert Christgau once put it.

In the actual hip-hop "rhymes" sense, my favorite lately is Paul Barman:

"I write rap masterpieces / and you can complete your crap master's thesis?"

'i don't need to be subtle to leave you befuddled / cuz you're too lazy to write a rebuttal'

bonus points because i've actually said 'if i wanted to watch football i'd live with my dad' to people. christ, housemate trouble is the best thing he ever did. b-side wins again!

those rap lyrics (all) are !!! but who are they by? you know how people say Bob Dylan is a poet? I listened to 'John Wesley Harding' today and he sings stuff like 'come with me /I told her with my voice /and then she said /I have no choice'. TOLD HER WITH MY VOICE? Oh really? But I think some of his songs are cool just so you know.

What about 'They put up my picture in silence/cos my identity by itself causes violence' by NWA and I guess there's going to be millions of rap lyrics. But with rap, it's not even just lyrics - the deformation of words is great, like I said to Duane, 'the use of the word 'grammar' in the title of Nelly's (?) album is impressive' and he told me that 'oh yeah, that's another word that's become part of rap lingo' and (to me) deformed in a fucking interesting way.

Not the best dylan lyric better ones include :

From Desolation Row

Now Ophelia shes 'neath the window/for her i feel afraid/on her 22nd birthday she is already afraid

From Tombstone Blues

The City Fathers are trying to endorse / the reincartion of paul revers horse

From Shhoting Star

Listen to the engine/listen to the bell / as the last fire truck from hell

From The Times They are a Changimg

Come Senators and Congressmen
Plase heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Dont block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he that has stalled

Ans i have not touched subterranian homesick blues or all along the watchtower or like a rolling stone or visions of johanna or lay lady lay or sad eyed lady of the lowlands or tangled up in blue or things have changed or time out of mind .

Dylan wins for best lyricist . Sorry if this is off topic

read old maid for afraid sorry.

The lyrics to "The Times they Are A-Changin'" make me so nervous I about defecate myself ev'ry time I hear it.

I love Dylan but not so much for the lyrics - the only bit in Desolation Row that hits me (like a medicine ball in the plexus admittedly) is "I recieved your letter yesterday / About the time the doorknob broke / When you asked me how I was doing / Was that some kind of joke?".

I am the operator of my pocket calculator...

"You bite my thesis/You will eat my feces/Your obsolete narrative I will blow to pieces" -- from "Sucker PhDs" by MC Frankie O (Cult Stud 12 inch, 1986)

"I don't got a problem with you fuckin' me / But I do got a problem with you not fuckin' me"

I suppose that's not even a "rhyme" per se..

Though, perhaps someone should start a thread about rhyming the same word together. Does it ever really sound -good-? Should it be avoided as a cardinal rule? Or is it a creative trick, if used properly..?

I remember remembering (or remember a friend telling me they remembered) that John Peel once said apropos of some record he'd just played:

"... and who can dislike a band who rhymes "wanker" with "Sri Lanka"?"

It does sound like a good rhyme, but I've wondered who the band were for decades. I bet you all know who it is. Go on, tell me.

"my rhymes come funkier than yo grandfatha's feet!" - its not the young DB. its the OOOODB.

KRS-ONE from Boogie Down Productions in "Like A Throttle": I'm the freshest thing on the mic - don't mess with me
I'm fresher than your grandmother's fried chicken recipe.

you fallin down a endless tunnel of doom reality / graphically, my killer bee family stings the galaxy / insanity, titanium stomach devourin guiness / my flesh is solid stone despite my outer appearance / still disease kill viruses, planets and racial creatures / made mcs sprout tumors so bad, lost facial features / waste your peoples, left out in the rain, fountains of pain / eighty shots to the mouth and the brain, shoutin my name / holocaust, black man, loose veins, littered with thorns / back- smack you so hard, all your seeds will be formed deformed / swarm dorms, sting birds fling verbs like mean curbs / strike three, mics flee, i infect em with green germs, ringworm / cuz I'm filthy and guilty, dastardly, mastery / my felony melody has to be a bastards masterpiece / stop graftin me, chump-ass niggaz eyein me tempt me / i'll break it simply, i'm horrifyingly empty / spittin darts on the tip of a glacier used for my hide-out / rock crush or german suplex, watch spines slide out the side route / forearm bash with twenty jabs on the ave. or your lab, get stabbed in bloody bath / while, I'm sippin herbal teas, verbal bees plant fertile seeds / bitches leave with broke backs, swollen palms and purple knees / circle thieves like vultures in deserts rest on a cactus / got oscar nominee mcs stuck to my hatchet

"Every gay mademoiselle is disarming some maharajah/With the daring of her decolletage" -

from Cy Coleman & Joe McCarthy's "The Riviera".

I close my eyes when I freestyle so I could read what picture crossed in / then raise my arms like a sorcerer and cast a fireball into the audience / to barbecue your brain organs

everyone knows I've got more bounce to the ounce/buying you things you can't even pronounce.

how great is it that a ma$e lyric finally made it into this thread?

also, tracer, where is that yours from?

A badly quoted Ma$e lyric at that. It's "Everybody know I got more bounce than the ounce/Bad Boy get more money than you can count" then it's "Why I'm buying things you can't even pronounce" and then something about "large amounts". If someone's having Ma$e I'll have Cam'ron

"Ayo this nigga named POP, DOA, RIP / Caught him at the DMV, while my ass TNT / Down the FDR, doing eighty, in the ES3 / Put you in EMS, break ATMs, KFC / 850i, Q45, we the seventh wonders / Niggas who be williest, ten and eleven hundreds / and, BL double-O D, RIP / COC from NY to OT / That night tried to OD, sniffed a whole key / Puffed a OZ, a blunt soaked in Oldie / Yeah we had COs, then we moved to POs / Yeah we want a OT, for now we need a TO..."

My favourite has to be The Divine Comedy's "If...", if only because ClEvEr = CLASSIC!
It doesn't start too well, though:

If you were the road / I'd go all the way
If you were the night / I'd sleep in the day
If you were the day / I'd cry in the night
'Cause you are the way / The truth and the light

He probably tried to make the last word "life", to get the Biblical connection, but couldn't make it, see? Then he more than makes up for it in the second verse, which contains the sublimely and very extremely ridiculous lines:

If you were attacked / I would kill for you
If your name was Jack / I'd change mine to Jill for you

Good double rhymes - so underused in your av. pop song. The next line, by the way, is

If you were a horse / I'd clean the crap out of your stable

Um, alright. The third verse, though mildly unsettling, is not all that special, until we get to the line

If you were a dog / I'd feed you scraps from off the table

and realise that it contains a double rhyme with the corresponding line in the previous verse! Is that ClEvEr or what?

I was ready to crashland like an airplane on the landscape of an unpleasant dream
And there you were spouting anarchy and poems in the new-modern theme.

... You got all wet, you got upset, you went and cried to your mother.

... Then Little Bobby Dylan who was all set and willin'
To sell me his new Leather Jacket
Was greatly surprised when I told him "No Dice" - I just aint buyin' it, man.

-Unit 5. (70's Garage band from the punk Mecca of Akron, O.)

"Make No mistake, no if's and's or but's
All over the fucking asphalt, lay Burt's fucking guts

Burt's Bitch lied screaming, as Burt hit the dirt
And all I could say to myself was, "Holy Fuck! That's gotta hurt!"

-Killdozer

Hey yo D,
it's your nigga D

DMX, Damien III