Most Powerful/Moving Rap Verses

[panic in paradise]

RZA - Sunshower

You could travel every square inch of the planet and still be Ninety-three million miles away from the sun

Til you realize you and the sun is one, like the knowledge Know the ledge to where your heart is or fall off into the internal hell that's uncharted Light travels at the rate of 186,000 miles per second through time and space

until it reach a target

And once we're freed of darkness, and show em where the path Yo as the Red Sea was parted, into these straight at the narrow gate

but why that's a road to destruction and hate What you thought life was a sport?

A game? One hundred years short, know the soul is immortal Walk through many portals, and those who go astray will pay a judgment day, and these few years of wicked bullshit ain't worth the eternity inside a sulfur lake With dragons and snakes,

and any pain you can imaginate

Instead, I chose to become a newlywed to the true bread of life and fed God Degree of light to my head It's been said, the fool who sleep is already dead

so I stay awake And take care of my brother, and uncover reveal the skin so we can see each other

cause every color that makes the light appear duller, who's the colored man?

Who's the original, who's the biochemical Who's the grafted digital,
digital
digital
digital
Digital..?

yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

 

[JoeTheStoner]

^ RZA could drop gems and spazz out on beats. nice one.

posted in the rate the song thread, got me zoning: Latyrx - Balcony Beach

It was a cinema
Featuring me and a cast of emotions
That demanded my attention immediately
I had previously put them on hold
On the back burner since earlier
I didn't want to deal with it
At that time I felt like other things were pertinent
Now I see its permanent unless I get real with it
And it ain't that I don't love to tussle
Especially mentally
'Cause I generally do win
Might not win at first, but definitely eventually
'Cause I ain't never not been a shoe-in since birth
But now, this is special though
See, this is beyond my threshold
I'm accustomed to just a conventional struggle
With two opponents
Only here the tussle's between you and the truth
So ultimately I'm gonna lose
Actually I gain though
I gotta be honest with myself, or else
I impede my personal progress
I think it's better to be depressed for a minute
Admit it, and get re-oriented
Instead of being a bitter cynic isn't it?

 

[botfly]

Lowkey - Hand on your gun

This one is dedicated to the suit-wearing arms dealers
To the champagne-sipping depleted uranium droppers

[Hook]
Keep your hand on your gun
Don’t you trust anyone
Keep your hand on your gun
Don’t you trust anyone


First in my scope is BAE Systems
Specialize in killing people from a distance
Power is a drug and they feed the addiction
Immediate deletion of people’s existence
Who says what is and what isn’t legitimate resistance
To push the buttons you don’t need a brave heart
State of the art darts leave more than your face scarred
You might impress an A&R with your fake bars
Cause you probably think Rolls Royce only make cars
This is for the colonizers turned bomb-providers
Take this beef all the way back to Oppenheimer
They call it warfare but your wars aren’t fair
If they were there’d be suicide bombers in Arms Fairs
Scam for the funds, they will mangle your son
If you try to speak out they will stamp on your tongue
To your land they will come till you stand up as one
It’s begun

[Hook]
Keep your hand on your gun
Don’t you trust anyone
Keep your hand on your gun
Don’t you trust anyone

Next in my scope is Lockheed Martin
They will tell you when the bombs need blastin’
Don’t think, just listen to the songs, keep dancin’
Do they really want us to have our own brains
Who do you think is really running Guantanamo Bay
And it might be sensitive but I’ll mention it
Who do you think has got us filling out the censuses
Who do you think is handing out the sentences
This ain’t the BBC so there’s no censorship
Heard of many mercenaries gettin’ with the clever pimp
Not a gun seller but none’s better than Erik Prince
Make money off many things, mainly it’s crime
This one is dedicated to the Raytheon 9
Scam for the funds, they will mangle your son
If you try to speak out they will stamp on your tongue
To your land they will come till you stand up as one
It’s begun

[Hook]
Keep your hand on your gun
Don’t you trust anyone
Keep your hand on your gun
Don’t you trust anyone

 

[panic in paradise]

^ RZA could drop gems and spazz out on beats. nice one.

posted in the rate the song thread, got me zoning: Latyrx - Balcony Beach

It was a cinema
Featuring me and a cast of emotions
That demanded my attention immediately
I had previously put them on hold
On the back burner since earlier
I didn't want to deal with it
At that time I felt like other things were pertinent
Now I see its permanent unless I get real with it
And it ain't that I don't love to tussle
Especially mentally
'Cause I generally do win
Might not win at first, but definitely eventually
'Cause I ain't never not been a shoe-in since birth
But now, this is special though
See, this is beyond my threshold
I'm accustomed to just a conventional struggle
With two opponents
Only here the tussle's between you and the truth
So ultimately I'm gonna lose
Actually I gain though
I gotta be honest with myself, or else
I impede my personal progress
I think it's better to be depressed for a minute
Admit it, and get re-oriented
Instead of being a bitter cynic isn't it?

^exactly

Outkast- 13th Floor (Growing Old) Lyrics:

Conceive true deception multiplied a million fold
Visualize the yin and yang in a battle so intense
that we get em confused
The resident evil specialize in misconstruing
We wanna be at a presidential level -- what are we doing?
Foolin ourself, clownin ourself, playin ourself
By not bein ourself
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get our meat
While we ask no reason for the misplacement of the season
look at the picture that's painted
Tainted as the mind who's blinded to the point
where Sodomites get all the rights
We fall for fights with fisticuffs
Get pissed enough to miss the bus
It disgusts me to see my folks run up on
I say stand up on deception of time all of Revelations
And recognize this mind on the reality of horror
known as mankind
Jesus and his twelve disciples make thirteen
A righteous number of righteous men
Even Judas the Betrayer came true in the end
The Devil say the end is the beginning
They teach that we were the product of incest
Invest no level of self into their system of Paganomics
Stand with us and don't look back upon it
Just face this mindstate
Otherwise Babylon...

My memories of yesterday
cut and scratched: "Ninety-six gonna be that year..."

Verse One: Andre

I bet you never heard of a playa with no game
Told the truth to get what I want but shot it with no shame
Take this music dead serious while others entertain
I see they makin they paper so I guess I can't complain... or can I?
I feel they disrespectin the whole thang
Them hooks like sellin dope to black folks
And I choke when the food they serve ain't tastin right
My stomach can't digest it even when I bless it
I'm confessin one mo' lesson from the South we in the house tonight
Now hootie who wants to oppose? Suppose
We rolls through Headland and Delowe
where me and my niggaz surpassed the flow
And got down for ours like hind catchers
My mind catches flashbacks to the black past
while my close niggaz laugh at
The Southern slang, finger waves and Mojo chicken wangs
I grew up on booty shake we did not know no better thang
So go 'head and, diss it, while real hop-hippers listen
Started by Afrikan Bambaata, so you and your potnah
Gather your thoughts

Something's gotta change
Sounds of laughter and happiness turns my teardrops to rain
Been bearing this pain for too many of my days
Looks like breezes of Autumn done finally blew my way
Like memories of yesterday

Verse Two: Big Boi

Uhh, born Antwan Patton but my potnahs they call me Big Boi
It's the nigga the B-I-G, be speakin the truth not talkin that shit boi
I'm thinkin of checkin my traps and bustin my raps and throwin them craps
Seven-eleven is no convenience, you pumpin your gas, they're watchin yo' back
For the robbin crew, thinkin they robbin you, you must be cautious
To stand up on yo' game and pimpin these crows you must be flawless
Like Mortal Kombat, but fuckin these wombats got you dizzy
My nigga you know of I wanna be playin but runnin up on me like you miss me
You catchin the wrong vibe, packin yo' shit and rollin yo' eyes back
Flexin up on the corner tossin your dice and rollin your Cadillac
But man it seems I'm reachin out and touchin the wrong nigga
Don't expect me to be pimpin get your index off the trigger
As we bust, us, we leavin em in the dust
So keep that cane up out of your nose I said my piece and then I hush As the candidate keeps flippin... niggaz dippin...

Verse Three: Andre, Big Boi

Our dearly beloved we are gathered like
Soap is to lather we come clean
Some issues need to be addressed like envelopes I mean
Oh like Liberty Bells yes them bullets keep on rangin
On fire like the Georgia mass choir we keep on sangin
Bringin our folks closer together cause they severed us from the get green
Light and we ain't gon' stop until we hit the big screen
Psych because no one is free when others are oppressed
So, we hit the stage and then we fly back to our nest
Growing old

Like some eagles, people don't understand
Just like their parents don't be carin
I'm speakin about you playin with that phony stuff you sharin
in your raps Mercedes Benz and all your riches
Thinkin you got it, but get it get it, but you ain't pimpin no bitches
Cause you flaw, in, fallin like leaves into driveways
Isn't it lovely smokin good and sloppy head on highways
Friday's are tight but Saturday just makes it old
Winter night's are hot warm enough to feed your soul
Growing old

96 gonna be that year
Like memories of yesterday
see all them leaves must fall down, growin old

Fat titties turn to teardrops as fat ass turns to flab
Sores that was open wounds eventually turn to scab
Trees bright and green turn yellow brown
Autumn called 'em, see all them leaves must fall down, growin old
(repeat 3X)

 

[thujone]

I let Changes by 2pac influence me a lot, and a lot of his other shit too. There will probably never live another emcee who can make social conscience go platinum.