What Is The Greatest Verse In History? Post

Artist: Inspectah Deck (Wu-Tang Clan)
Album: Wu-Tang Forever
Song: Triumph (Track 2, Disc 2)
Verse: 1


Inspectah Deck

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis can’t define how I be dropping these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millennium
Killa Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shackling the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B’s ease the guns in
Rumble with patrol-men, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, die-hard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swinging swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performing live on your hottest block

My Opinion the Greatest verse in Hip-Hop history

January 9th, 2013

Young niggas blast for me no religion>anything that says.
And Jay-z doesnt have the greatest

January 9th, 2013

^ uh okay @TheReturn
& One Be Lo in Reality Check (Binary Star)
& AZ Lifes A Bitch

January 9th, 2013

We already went thru this

January 9th, 2013
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R.A. The Rugged Man’s second verse on Uncommon Valor, straight up perfection!!!!! What gets disturbing and dark is that it’s based on a true story of his father’s experience!!! http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=7r0KpWMNxnM

For more details on this story i recommend reading this

January 9th, 2013
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Canibus on Beast from the East anyone?



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Pusha T on Nightmares by Clipse
Utter perfection

January 9th, 2013
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Jeru Tha Damaja on “Return of the Crooklyn Dodgers”. His flow was incredible and what he was saying holds true in every city. Check the third verse:


Listen cause for your mind I got the right nutrition
We keeps shit hard like fat asses and cases of Heineken
Here in Brooklyn, home of the warrior and villain
Trife type chicks, Top Billin’s the anthem
Rastas smoke marijuana
Enterprising businessmen shoot dice on the corner
Excuse me while I light my spliff but some choose to sip
So bullets hit brains, when bottles hit lips
Clips whatever happend to 38 special
Now it’s Desert Eagles, government issue
Probably the same one that killed Noriega
Chips that powered nuclear bombs power my Sega
Subliminal hypnotism and colonialism
Leave most niggas dead or in prison
In Crook-land, right hand cuts off the left hand
To spite the hand, jealous of the next man
So violent crimes, black on black plus mad crack to boot
Everybody can’t rap, so most hustle and shoot
Make money money, get money, take money
I can’t understand that concept cause Jah rules everything around me
Fire burns the unjust like arson larceny
Melt MC’s with mental telepathy
With precision, we’re slicing and dicing
Peace to the East New York, Perverted Monks, and Mike Tyson

January 9th, 2013

proper answers?

January 9th, 2013

The third verse of “Follow The Leader” by Rakim?

“A furified freestyle — lyrics of fury
My third eye make me shine like jewelry
You’re just a rent-a-rapper, your rhymes are minute-maid
I’ll be here when it fade, I’ll watch you flip like a renegade
I can’t wait, to break and eliminate
On every traitor or snake, so stay awake
And follow and follow because the tempo’s a trail
The stage is a cage, the mic is a third rail
I’m Rakim, the fiend of a microphone
I’m not him, so leave my mic alone
Soon as the beat is felt, I’m ready to go
So fasten your seatbelt, cause I’m about to flow
No need to speed, slow down and let the leader lead
Word to daddy…indeed
The R’s a rolling stone, so I’m rolling
Directions told then, the rhymes are stolen
Stop buggin' a brother said dig him, I never dug him
He couldn’t follow the leader long enough so I drug him
Into danger zone he should arrange his own
Face it, it’s basic, erase or change your tone
There’s one R in the alphabet
It’s a one letter word and it’s about to get
More complex from one rhyme to the next
Eric B, be easy on the flex
I’ve been from state to state, followers tailgate
Keep coming but you came too late, but I’ll wait
So back up your group, get a grip, come equipped
You’re the next contestant, clap your hands, you won a trip
The price is right don’t make a deal too soon
How many notes, can you name this tune?
Follow the leader is a title/theme/task
Now you know, you don’t have to ask
Rap is rhythm and poetry, cuts create sound effects
You might catch up if you follow the records he wrecks
Until then keep eating and swallowing
You better take a deep breath and keep following the leader”

If that doesn’t look good written down then have a listen to it, because it sounds beyond awesome.

January 9th, 2013
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Well best verse of 2012. Joey bada$$ hardknock

Niggas wanna know what I’m about
I’m bout blowing loud on the block sporty
Glock 40 in a politician mouth
I take the competition out, commission wit' my composition
Who the kid spitting behind the bars like a con position
Gotta give ‘em time to listen
They’ll soon bump to it they’ll like me
I kick it like Nike they’ll soon adjust to it
But if you hate I know you must do it
I ain’t mad at you I keep my attitude on “screw it a million bucks should do it"
I’m out for presidents to represent me
Yo chick keep messaging me, who the bestest MC? They be mentioning me
Too hot, I be molesting the beat, fuck math
Teachers should teach us to get Smith & Wesson’s off the street
So first class be a lesson for me
Fuck what you teaching for some regents, I’m flying over regions
Reaching, all time highs where Jesus can’t reach us
Step to me and get the recipe to make you rest in peace
This is for my niggas, killers, hundred dollar billers
On the block in the rock spot, Glock cocked watching out for cops
All about their cheddar, young guns know nothing that’s better
Like fuck a prison letter, those Beretta’s led us to the lettuce
Relish fetishes, menaces want the senator’s percentages
If you ain’t prejudice you still a nemesis
Smoking on the Clematis, get open like a present is
Now your presence is on the premises for them presidents
My city be the genesis for where they think the terror is
They linking terrorists from the Stuy then Lincoln Terraces
Stay on that reckless shit, they leave you left for the dead
Kids don’t play they’ll erase your head in a race for the bread
Children on the corners slinging some regs, popping some meds
Jakes be so deep in cover they be chasing the feds
I be back stage gripping haze breaking my leg
My folks was making the best when they was naked in bed, muthafucka

January 9th, 2013
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Tbh. That Inspectah Deck verse isn’t even a 3/5 to me. That shit gets so much praise for what?

And this is to be expected. But the first verse of Deja Vu by Nas.

January 9th, 2013
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MFVoltron beat me to it. R.A. on Uncommon Valor.

This list is pretty accurate too.


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^ That’s Talib Kweli’s list btw. The copy-paste somehow messed up.

January 9th, 2013
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I don’t think you can rank verses like one is the best and one the worst and such… everybody has a different opinion, and as soon as it comes to comparing verses of different artist (in my opinion) the possibility of an objective opinion isn’t given any more^ people rap bout different things and have their different styles… you can’t just name ONE worst verse of all time… (maybe artist-related, but that’s difficult enough, too :D)

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