Generic Rap Thread: Your Favorite Five Verses Of All Time

Bite is the thing most rappers do, but I can write my own thing, too
I can understand things most rappers say
'Cause rappin' is my thing and I do it every day
I'm the number one rapper, yoh, my name is Sven
I can rap more raps than a superman can
So I'm the guy on your radio, also rockin' to the rhythm in stereo

But no you aint my friend
I see in your eyes you contemplate my end

I've got blood on my hands
and theirs no remourse
I've got blood on my dick
couse I fucked a corpse

Big Daddy Kane - Another Victory

When I'm ridin' in my Volvo, cops harass me.
They never ride past me, they hound me like Lassie,
Wantin' to give me a summons or a ticket.
Huh, I got a place for them to stick it (kick it).
They can't understand to see a black man
Drivin' a car that costs 25 grand.
The first thing they say is "Where'd you steal her?"
And then they assume that I'm a drug dealer.
Huh, that just makes me wanna laugh,
'Cause now I'm a star and your son got my autograph,
So all the cops on the highway gettin' me,
My name ain't Kieth, so could you please stop Sweatin' me
So I can flow and go on, so on and so on
To all the jams Cee throw on.
Reachin' a summit as you learn from it,
A lesson taught from yours truly, so here cometh
The royal majesty, others have to be
Fully prepared, though they still won't last with me,
So when you hope to hang or even handle,
I'll show the meaning of power and just cancel (period).
Out of order, conquer and slaughter,
You're comin' up shorter, boy, you'll need more to
Compete 'cause the heat is deep in concrete,
Defeat, bring up the fleet, flee 'fore we meet
Or stay away, puttin' new rhymes on layaway.
Then come get this when you're ready for business
'Cause aaaaah yeah, I'm with this (I'm ready).
Yo, Mister Cee, what is this?

Went down, did 10
back round and rich again.
That's why i'm young
wit the soul of a old man
I'm shell shocked, get shot
slow ya roll man.
Still ride around
with the glock on patrol man.
I ain't robbing,
I'm just lookin for that dro man.
For ma niggas slangin blow, pimpin hos
Rollin vogues, 24s.
Let these other niggas know.

Twas all a dream etc etc

Excuse me, dear
my gosh, you look nice!
Put away your money
I'll buy that slice!"
She said, "Thanks - I'd rather a slice of you
I'm just kidding, but that's awfully nice of you"
The compliment showed she had a mind in her
And when I smiled (PING!) I almost blinded her
She said, "Great Scott! Are you a thief?
Seems like you have a mouth full of gold teeth"
Ha-ha, hah! Had to find that funny
So I said, "No child, I work hard for the money
And calling me a thief? Please! Don't even try it (Right!)
Sit down eat your slice of pizza, and be quiet"

Did you ever meet a girl that you wanted to date
but a year to make love she wanted you to wait?
Let me tell you the story of my situation,
I was talkin' to this girl from the U.S. nation.
The way that I met her was on tour at a concert,
she had long hair and a short mini-skirt.
I just got offstage, drippin', pourin' with sweat,
I was walkin' through the crowd, and guess who I met?
I whispered in her ear, "Come to the picture booth
So I could ask you some questions, see if you're hundred-proof."
I asked her her name, she said "Blah Blah Blah,"
She had 9/10 pants and a very big bra.
I took a couple of flicks and she was enthused;
I said, "How'd you like the show?"
She said, "I was very amused."
I started throwin' bass, she started throwin' back mid-range,
But when I sprung the question, she acted kind of strange!
Then when I asked, "Do you have a man," she tried to pretend:
She said, "No I don't, I just have a friend."
Come on! I'm not even goin' for that.
Here's what I'm goin' sing:

You! You got what I need!
But you say he's just a friend, and you say he's just a friend
oh baby you! You got what I neeed!
But you say he's just a friend, and you say he's just a friend

"I wanna get you in the back seat windows up / that's the way" etc.

back when mark wahlberg was marky mark
this is how we used to make the party start - we used to
mix hen' with bacardi dark and when it
kicks in you can hardly walk and by the
sixth gin you gon' probably crawl and you'll be
sick then and you'll probably barf and my pre-
diction is you gon' probably fall
either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall
and everything's spinnin' you're beginning to think women are swimmin' in pink linen again in the sink
then in a couple of minutes that bottle of guinness is finished
you are now allowed to officially slap bitches
you have the right to remain violent and start wildin'
start a fight with the same guy that was smart eyein' you
get in the car and start it and start drivin
over the island and cause a 42 car pile up
earth calling, pilot to co-pilot
looking for life on this planet sir, no sign of it
all i could see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
let me out of this place I'm outta place
i'm in in outter space, i've just vanished without a trace
i'm going to a pretty place now where the flowers grow
i'll be back in an hour or so