Brainpower - Wat een Jinx is

En tuurlijk je houd 't niet voor je en je gooit je vraag eruit
Maar voordat je 'm stelt hoor ik al geluid
'...Veelbelovend in twee talen rijmt iedereen eruit
Maar hoe komt het dat je rapt want je ziet er niet uit?'
Ooh wat 'n goeie vraag zeg wat sterk
Die 's nieuw!! En luister naar m'n antwoord hè
Ik heb een bril ging naar de opticien maar daar hadden ze geen werk
Ben niet lang wilde kabouter worden maar ben net geen dwerg
Afgestudeerd en werkeloos maar dat klinkt weer zo erg
Ben gewoon Gert-Jan en ga door brain & merg

Hier kan ik nog steeds om lachen
En hoe hij dat ook rapt

Blackalicious - Blazing Arrow - ik hoor het nummer voor het eerst...

Amazin phase your days your hazy ways my Blazing Arrow
The rays that range from Asia way to Rio De Janeiro
A craze you crave? but work today's the day that in a major way
I'll make you say oh look he saved the day and also paved the way (hooray)
Rockin? my crew like razor blades today and days away from now okay, okay
I'm like a laser ray keepin the stains? away
and dangerous ways rappin the phrase that pays
all things just ain't a phase but ageless ways a cagey great displays
yo hey, this ain't a game, so stays awake
cause if you came to play you'll all behave insane
After we change the game it won't reamin the same
(I'll fade away!!!) So make your disc and play this tape in your Camaro
Amazin phase your days your hazy ways my Blazing Arrow .......

Love ain't for the faint of heart
Start Training, this game is hard
And arduous
You're gonna play in the dark like when it rains in the park
You're hardly conscious of the stains and scars
enabling your partly clouded logic
To pay to impart bliss with arrangements of chocolates, now
You're working yourself out the same as when you strain with a nautilus
And you're willing to embrace pain facing sustained negative consequence
If nothing you say when in love is embedded with common sense
Then, do you really regret when you've shredded your promises?
Now, I've tested the waters, kid. Sipped it; rippled the pond a bit
Visits have been abolished, and this shit's killing my confidence
Is this filling your conscience when distance is an accomplishment?
If you miss chicks when they're around
the phrase "Let's quit" isn't an option
You best fix whatever's wrong and just move on and get on with it
Cause, You'll catch bigger fish in the sea if you manage not to drown in it
It's sad, but proud or not, most your standards go down a notch
When loneliness drinks at the bar you set too high
Cause, It isn't really my time, is it?
Shit...I just found the watch
But hearing the bell toll for me twice a day
has me fearing my grandfather clock
And I can't die without trying, my hands tied in knots
Knowing that I'll never learn to brave the waves if I stand by the docks
Love is hampered by thought, if you can handle the prospect of
Death - it's as massive a shock
And to intellects, it's a fuckin' smack in the crotch
It's a cancer that rots your soul, tosses demons off of the road
Just use caution and know, that
love ain't nothing but a loss of control
Off then, we go



Love ain't de verse van tonedeff.

Ja, erg hè? Was een van de eerste hip hop albums die ik luisterde. En die track is geniaal.

Ik vind 't refrein wel wát minder moet ik zeggen.

Jay-Z - 22 Two's

Too much West coast dick-lickin, and too many niggaz on a mission
Doin your best Jay-Z rendition
Too many rough motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
that you're just a fish in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
Too many bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
I'ma call you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Too many ladies give these niggaz too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't know what romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual advances
No question; Jay-Z got too many answers
I been around this block, too many times
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too late to come together
Cause too much black and too much love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many niggaz ride mine
so I change styles every two rhymes, hah, what the fuck
That's 22 too's for y'all motherfuckers out there, yaknahmean?
Shall I continue? Check it out, what?

Zo geweldig, en natuurlijk de lines:

At your wake as I peak in, look in your casket
feelin sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleepin"

K Rino: Valley Of Decision

[K-Rino]
I'm in a spiritual prison, but on this day I've arisen
To the vision of an internal god and Satan collision
The fight to win me took place within me
And whoever I submit it to would ultimately choose where they would send me
I stood motionless, approaching this comatose-ness with openness
Could only hope and wish for sanity when I awoke from this
I'm coping with the possibility of making the wrong choice
No reason to rejoice, I heard Satan speak in my own voice

[Satan]
You love me don't you?
Think of everything I meant to you
Since day one remember all the happiness I sent to you
The days that I provided ways for cash to pay the rent for you
The things you meant to do that he prevented you, I lent to you

[God]
He tempted you and you let worldly elements effect you
The things that I prevented you were done so to protect you
I expect you to make mistakes, but call I won't neglect you
Follow me and I'll eject secular ways and resurrect you

[K-Rino]
You know I'll follow you god, your power I done seen it

[Satan]
Yeah I hear your mouth but profess I don't really think you mean it
You been claiming religion but you seem to do what I say
If he got more to offer, then why you always leaning my way?

[K-Rino]
That's a good question, see god it's like you there but still I'm one deep
Sometimes the abstract is harder to take to than the concrete
So talk and faith is one thing, I want to feel you like a sun beam

[God]
But the key part of faith son is believing in the unseen

[K-Rino]
What do you mean?

[God]
Let me explain it K-Rino
Do you believe you have a brain?
(Yeah)
Have you ever seen it?
(No, oh)
Now do you understand?

[K-Rino]
Yeah it just hit me
Just because I can't see you that don't mean that you ain't wit' me

[Satan]
Let me jump between this nonsense, y'all analyze too much
What feels better things you visualize a thing that you can touch
You already know the business if you step into my zone
I'll award you all the lustful things he'll never condone

[K-Rino]
haha, this reminds me of a dolomite movie
If I make a deal with you then in the end you goin' do me
I'm caught between two forces trying to actively peruse me
Confused on who's truly loaded with the tools to rule me

[Satan]
I already rule you won't you just admit it (never!)
Think of all the things I gave you, all the fun we had together
(yeah we did have some good times)
So lets end this discussion

[God]
Wait a minute K think of all the pain a repercussions
All the problems that you caused people and when trouble got too hard
Who saved your life and fixed the situation?
(it was you lord!)
That's right son, so come with me I'll show you real wealth
You bowing down to an entity that's lower than yourself

[K-Rino]
Yeah that makes sense I'll follow you

[Satan disguised as God]
You made the right choice, you won't regret this

[K-Rino]
Hold up god, what's the matter with your voice?

[Satan disguised as God]
Oh, I'm just a little hoarse son from all this debating

[K-Rino]
God, hoarse, wait a minute I been tricked man this is Satan
You deceived me and brought me here to make me follow wrong

[Satan]
Yeah the voice you thought was God was really my voice all along

[K-Rino]
Well if that's the case I didn't know so God will still bless me
That means that God was speaking in your voice to try to test me
I guess at least I'm hoping that's the way it gotta be

[Satan]
Not necessarily actually K both voices were me (laughs)

[K-Rino]
Awww man I done accidentally condemned my own soul
Gave it up to evil knowing that ain't even how I roll
Yeah I sin, but I love God and that's who I submit to

[God]
I know son and that's why I came down here to get you

[K-Rino]
Hold up now, who is this? See now I'm getting confused

[God]
I'm the real God this was a test son you made it through

[K-Rino]
How I know this ain't another trick and what you say is true?

[God]
Once you claimed me Satan lost all power over you
But he was never here in this case I made it this hard

[K-Rino]
So you was God posing as Satan
Doing an imitation of God acting like Satan?
That's too deep, but I'm glad it's all over

[God]
It's never over cause the real devil is always on your shoulder
So remember every single trial that I put you through
If you was in the valley of decision, what would you do???

C-Rayz Walz op Bent Life

With no alibi love is used as a guide by the civilized
Some see it as the body heat you feel when you close your eyes
That's so much of a lie, you can leave your hair dyed and scorch your roots
As the truth hits your ears begin to cry
"Why Is It Like This!" Why the fuck do I care?
I don't have the answers, or at least the ones you want to hear
City lights look like bright groups of fire flies
Many see the truth (the proof) only when the liar dies
Tires screech to a halt, the ground cries
Spit sparks speak to the streets
The skid marks are replies
Read discussions of what we rode through entrenched in the vocals
The hopeless stay hopeful (the toxic fumes choke you)
As I walk out my door, step into the pollution
(I breathe in the problems) exhale solutions
Physically the situation's hard to stop
I had a wicked jump shot and sold crack rock on back blocks
Casualties in this apocalypse (street chronicle)
abnormal abdominals (push-ups phenomenal)
Relaxin drinking my 6-pack maxing
faxing my thoughts on the satellite, via Donahue (push it)
Table talk, salt and pepper conversation
Integrated sectors, metropolis and mecca
It's a conspiracy (you know), I can't lie dukes
Sometimes I feel the rats got a better deal than I do

*Leuke tekst die van K-Rino

Ces op Victory, van UTD

Blijven gewoon zieke lines

Mos Def - Ms. Fat Booty

''Yo, in she came with the same type game
The type of girl givin out the fake cell phone and name
Big fame, she like cats with big thangs
Jewels chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the ave, spotted her more than once
Ass so fat that you could see it from the front
She spot me like paparazzi; shot me a glance
in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants, Hot damn!
What's your name love, where you came from?
Neck and wrist blazed up, very little make-up''

Sean Price - Trading Places

''Nigga, my eyes peep this life in the form you can't picture
Panoramic view, the hammer damage your crew
Back flippin', gat spittin', sell crack rapper dude
Back smack a few rappers who rap with a attitude''

Eminem - Marshall Mathers

Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer
and call themselves "Clowns" cause they look queer
Faggot2Dope and Silent Gay
Claimin Detroit, when y'all live twenty miles away (fuckin punks)
And I don't wrestle, I'll knock you fuckin faggots the fuck out
Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out
after they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out
(AHHH!) Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck, blaow!
Look at y'all runnin your mouth again
when you ain't seen a fuckin Mile Road, South of 10
And I don't need help, from D-12, to beat up two females
in make-up, who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails
"Slim Anus," you damn right, Slim Anus
I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots!


Ik blijf erom lachen !

Kool G Rap in Ill Street Blues met een weergaloze flow en wordplay;

I'm right in front of my front steps thinking of a plan
Looking like Raggedy Ann, no dough in hand kicking a can
Thinking of a plot to pull some bank in
Because I'm dead and stinking
Soles on my shoes winking, t-shirt is shrinking
Soon I see some ties and my eyes open wide quick
Who's that with you, chick? Bill Blass my sidekick
What's up, black? Give his hand a smack
Up pulls a Cadillac, yo baby we'll be back
Jumped right on inside, not too many people saw us
Thinking about who gotta get robbed because the mob got a job for us
The drove us down to the sober section
Of town where the clowns don't be paying for protection
The want us to send a message to Jimmy the bartender
Lend a friend the money next you're ripping off his car fenders
He's coming up short cause he snorts
Coke, dope, nope, and hope he don't get caught
He owes some Benjamin Franklins, every last bit of em
But Jimmy's pockets are empty, so now we gotta get rid of him
But Jimmy's wife is with him and they don't want to involve her
Hopped out the back seat they gave me a revolver
Blass, you distract him while I go and whack him
Entered through the back side of the bar and then attacked him
He's screaming for his life, reaching for his wife
Shot him in the back of the head and shanked him with a knife
And that goes for anybody who's gotta pay they dues
You lose, cause I got the Ill Street Blues

Man, wat een flow had die kerel.

Shabazz Lambs Blood:

This be the opening of the 7th seal
I'm storming down like the plague of hail
Avenge the innocent blood spilled, the king of israel
The earth was given to his hand to trick it
I'm the mighty lion in the thicket, who be spying on the wicked
In these last days, the projects is like the caves
Facing the 10 plagues, like moses I free slaves
I broke bread in the den of sinners, and done the whore toast
During the plague of sores,
The lamb's blood was on my door post
The sinner gog the pagan, be in the synagogue of satan
Meditating on the prophecies I'm revelating
You feel the threat of armageddon every riot in prison
Son of man was in the tombs, once dead and back risen
Red Hook malitia who be holding down his garrison
You crown the sovereign, cause to god there's no comparison
You better load ya fucking caliber
Screw on ya fucking silencer, and check the year on ya calendar

High degrees of espionage is how my army treads
The use of spying, divine manipulation of the threads
Delilah knows samson's strength lie in his dreads
yo brother shine ya crown, don't let'em get inside ya head
Ghetto apostle doing god's work, the last supper host
And ye shall take of the blood
And strike the side and upper post
The whores of babylon got plagues between their legs
Hellfire in the womb, a fetal tomb, contaminated eggs
Abortion is the plague amongst the firstborn, the blackmales
Spare the females, heroin fell just like the plague of hail
Instruments of war echo throughout the projects
Souls drown in the red sea of blood, for material objects
They who worshipped the beast and his mark, went to war and bled
They didn't have the seal of god up in their forehead
I'm laying my life on the altar, inspired by jehova
Feast on this unleavened bread, and death shall pass you over

Al een lange tjid geen 2Pac meer opgezet. En net perongeluk het nummer Who Do You Believe In? gehoord. Wel is het nummer uitgebracht na zijn dood, maar ik moet zeggen dat het nog steeds een erg sterk nummer blijft. Vooral tekstueel. Maar ik denk dat het nummer nog beter zou zijn als het een beat zou hebben in de stijl van MATW. Wat niet wegneemt dat het een sterk nummer is:

I see mothers in black cryin, brothers in packs dyin
Plus everybody's high, too doped up to ask why
Watchin our own downfall, witness the end
It's like we don't believe in God cause we livin in sin
I asked my homie on the block why he strapped, he laughed
Pointed his pistol as the cop car passed and blast
It's just another murder, nobody mourns no more
My tear drops gettin bigger but can't figure what I'm cryin for
Is it the miniature caskets, little babies
Victims of a stray, from drug dealers gone crazy
Maybe it's just the drugs, visions of how the block was
Crack came and it was strange how it rocked us
Perhaps the underlyin fact they hide explain genocide
It's when we ride on our own kind
What is it we all fear, reflections in the mirror
We can't escape fate, the end is gettin nearer

Can't close my eyes cause all I see is terror
I hate the man in the mirror
Cause his reflection makes the pain turn realer
...
You know, it's like I'm livin just to die
I fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if I'm worthy
Livin life thinkin no man can hurt me
So I'm askin -- before I lay me down to sleep
Before you judge me, look at all the shit you did to me, my misery
I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames
In my search for fame will I change? I'm askin

...Prachtig gewoon...
Tupac kon als geen ander zijn ziel, zijn gedachtes, zijn pijn, zijn verdriet, zijn woede, zijn geluk kortom: hij kon als geen ander zichzelf in zijn teksten weergeven.

Tweede verse van wu-renegades van Killarmy (Killa Sin rapt)

Killarmy - Wu-Renegades

Yo, it's like I remember slapboxin now we clap shots to catch props
From knockin rocks on the block ?to chop the fat priced and jock?
I see the Jakes and motivate cause half my team be holdin weight
We march across the Golden Gate Bridge
My mind is in the solider state
Forever real, troops'll never squeal, so my Beretta's peel
leisurely, and penetrate your mental shield, easily
I'm pleased to be, the man hundred grand, the tan Lands
Now my Clan's doin tours in Japan and San Fran-cisco
Liver than disco packin nickel plated pistols
and keep my block hot like burnin Crisco
Wu-Renegades, deadly switchblades

Deze verse van 9th Prince op Wu-Renegades vind ik nog beter :

Check it out, yo, yo
Renegades are slayed in steel cage, that wave war blades
at United Snakes parade, the unforgiven law no mercy
Build controversy, then perform surgery
Killarmy, we meet at a ninety degree angle
Universal star angels, we form the tip of a triangle
like Egyptians did, I perform inside pyramids
Wu-Tang, a scientist, label me the last lyricist
for today's Genesis, surrender
Take you on an adventure like they had kidnapped seven ninjas
Supreme marine I move in submarines
Anti-murderer, stage burgaler
Rugged rhyme ?asserter-er, with the righteous crutches?
Lyrical ruckus, build to destruction, Destructicons
Best to kill or camouflage, Desert Storm
On the battle before I lost a arm
Held on to my sword took both hands like Voltron
Like the master who's imperial, king of the scenario
To all my universal soldiers, salute the general

Ze zijn allemaal wel goed maar vind de flow van Killa Sin het vetste

Dit is ook een hele vette verse. Ice-T - I'm Your Pusher (2e verse)

I know you're lovin' this drugs as it's comin' out your speaker
Bass thru the bottons,highs thru the tweeters
But this base you don't need a pipe
Just a tempo to keep your hype
Groovin' like I see you doin'
Some stupid crack would just ruin
Your natural high,why?..that ain't fly
And anyone who says it is,lies
Move like I knew you would,like I knew could
And if you ain't cracked out,then I know you should
Be able to give me a clap,to match exact with the track
And since I know that you ain't,I expect that
Oh now this jam is lit,it's like the ultimate
People high off dope but still physically fit
I'll make a million bucks,pack my dough in trucks
>From sellin' dope beats,dope rhymes,dope cuts
I'll be the biggest dope dealer in history
Because all the fly will be high off that Ice-T

All up in her vibe something coming over me
Summer days more likely that you notice breezes
Winter days more likely that you notice heat
When I'm warm more likely that you notice me
In the dark it's more likely that you notice light
In the light more likely that you notice night
Hungry more appreciation for that meal
Dead broke more appreciation for that grill
A bad day'll make you really notice ones that's good
And that'll make things a little better understood
Times I feel I wanna shout, man it's real that way
When I think of things that make you feel that way
Make you feel that way...

Blackalicious - Make You Feel That Way

Op die prachtige beat, raakt dit me echt..

Uhh
H-U-F-F huff and I puff
Blow like snow when the cold wind's blowin
Zoom, I hit the mic like boom
Wrote a song about it like to hear it here it goes
Question what exactly is a panty raider
Ill behaviour savior or major flavor
All of the above oh yeah plus I do so
Also flam I'm the man call me super
Not an average Joe with an average flow
Doing average things with average hoes
Yo I'm super I'll make a bitch squirm
For my, Su-per Sperm (check it)
Check it I give it to ya raw butt naked
I smell sess pass the Method
Let's get lifted as I kick ballistics
Missles and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click bang dang
A Wu-Tang slug hits your brain
J-U-M-P jump and I thump
Make girls rumps like pump and Humpty Hump
Wow, the Shaolin style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is callin me
P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the super sperm
Chim chimmeny chim chim cherie
Freak a flow and flow fancy free
Now how many licks does it take
For me to hit the Tootsie Roll center of a break
Peep and don't sleep the crews mad deep Wu-Tang
Fadin motherfuckers like bleach
So to each and every crew
You're clear like glass I can see right through
You're whole damn posse be catchin em all cause you vic'd
and ya didnt have friends to begin with



Geweldig en grappig verse!

Winne op 40 Bars, alleen jammer dat ie zo slist in dat nummer

Immortal Technique op Never Know Why:

Looking at life in retrospect, it’s hard to regret
Stuck in your ways, cause hatred is hard to forget.
Niggas talk all religious, trying to barter with death,
Parts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect.
And even though nobodies life is ever perfect,
You start to wonder if all the pain was really worth it,
Pondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given,
Dreaming about freedom and escaping the prison.
People who pimp children are really raping religion,
The matrix is fiction played in a vision,
But now the technology follows me, solemnly.
Building the future laws to my philosophy.
Alzheimer’s cutting through, like a lobotomy,
Not even the golden arthritis of King Midas
Could buy comfort and peace for the righteous.
I survived disease and political crisis
By backstabbing gnomes that are now lifeless.
And now I live vicariously through my kids,
Like people who love a sport but can’t play for shit.
Fighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit,
I slip into a coma. Roaming over the planet,
Leaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished,
But just before I vanish as I think, I’m right at then end.
The sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again.
Yeah nigga. Remember way back when?

K-Rino: Two Pages

Intro]
Then it was said that a stranger would come and deliver words and dimensions
unattainable by the human mind
And indoctrinate human flow patterns that would transcend time
Now the hours upon us. The light is blinding to average sight
Thousands came from miles around just to sit and watch the young man write
sit and watch the young man write

[HOOK]
Phenomenal
New phrases that take you to new stages
Watch me massacre a million Emcees with two pages
Open my book and quantum leap through the ages
Watch me massacre a million emcees with two pages

They say the shortest distance between two points is a straight line
The longest journey between two minds is one of my rhymes
I expound Solomon's wisdom chronic or biblical
My words travel mathematical paths through land masses just to get to you
My cardiac holds what average men lack
They found a modem in my chest once they peeled my skin back
My brain stem is equivalent to a hand grenades pin
I toss thoughts in the wind; they hit crowds and explode inside men
I change prophecy, fast forward and intercepted hate
Navigated fate and kept it straight while in an narcoleptic state
Organs I liquidate, maniacal threats I matriculate
Words spoke at a backwards rate make spirits evacuate
I got killers aboard, come down on ya cynical hard
I'm conceived from thought, was born with no umbilical cord
I exhaust myself, when I compose I hemorrhage and suffer
I write a paragraph and it takes me seven months to recover
I cause memory lapse to win before my enemy does
You don't exist, so I just make you forget who you never was
I dig cavities and savagely laugh at the war casualties
I spit fire by gargling acid from car batteries
I'm the enemy of anemone
I simultaneously stand at the beginning of time and at the end of infinity
Reveal lyrics that reduce your future descendants to remnants
I master calculus and dream interpretation as an infant
I'm mathematics I multiply and divide myself
I am the universe so I guess that I live inside myself
I spark a lecture, build word temples with lyrical architecture
My talk affects ya, I'll send venomous land sharks to get ya
The conception of my concept was immaculate
I'll skillfully implant myself inside of an atom without cracking it
I perfected prophetic rhetoric
I kill teams and release steam at a steal beam my lowest decibel severed it
I ain't gotta tap your phone once a conspiracy starts
I'll sneak a bug inside your brain and listen in on your thoughts
All my foes stated that verbally K was the most hated
I'll drop a spec of dust from an aircraft jump out and locate it
Place the torsos of my foes inside silicone molds
Miraculously, telepathically snap telephone polls
Paranormal elements, K-Rino's releasing them
Concentration levels increase till I'm communicating with paramecium
My pace is torrid, the moon could hit me and I'd absorb it
I just whisper and knock the earth out its whole ecliptic orbit
I do things in microseconds it takes weeks to do
See I'm the entity that speaks to your conscious before it speaks to you
I stand at a distance and deliver wisdom
I threw my voice in five directions, multi ventriloquism
I damage the inanimate with scandalous cinematic grammar that banishes
planets in your Army and single handedly handle it
Doctors tried to decipher my phrases for medication
But the language that I speak is thermo-nuclear-radiation
They call me flat line cause the tone of my voice never decease
My weakest thought weighs eleven tons at the least (at the least)

Phenomenal
New phrases that take you to new stages
I just massacred a million Emcees with two pages
Open my book and quantum leap through the ages
I just massacred a million emcees with two pages

K-Rino heeft met deze track alleen al meer quotable lines dan de Meeste rappers hun hele carriere hebben.

Ik denk dat deze vers mijn favoriet aller tijden is. Het is eigenlijk een heel nummer maar die bestaat dus uit één vers.

Ludacris - Hip Hop Quotables (Chicken N' Beer)

High my name's Ludacris and im high as girrafes (yeah)
And im close to the edge so your parents can come push me
I curse somuch just to get on they nerves
I got kids actin a fool from the traps to the burbs
My filthy mouf that wont fight cavities or beat plaque
So i shot the tooth fairy (aahhh) and took my old teeth back
I'll take a shit on the equator, the size of a crater
And make Government officials breath harder than Darth Vader
Its the chicken & the beer that make Luda keep rappin
put no pork on my fork i dont even speak pig Latin
I go fishen on my lake wit your bitch as the bait
Plus i eat many MC's but i dont gain no weight
The number 1 cheif rocker clean out your rap lockers
Im as stiff as a board your more shook than maracas
But my tricks aint for kids if you dig em' you'll get smaked

I'll clock yah, i'll spring forward you fall back (whoo)

Every album that i drop has got more than ten bangers (yeah)
Thats cause im a shot caller and ya'll fools is crank yankers (bells)
Aint a damn thing changed but the ice on my chain
I get chicks from Portland Oregan to Portland Mayne
Now i role up torpedoes, get blunted wit rastas
For a hefty fee im on your record like Bob Castas (yeah)
I own so many jerseys, im a throw-back mess
I hit the cleaners an tell em' "i want a full court press" (owe)
So mama toast yah glass while im countin my cash
Cause every single is a smash, im hot as a camals ass (ha)
The competition never just wanna admit that they lost
And that they last about as long as my part in The Wash
From your car to a crap game no one roles witchu
One of MiniMe's shoes got more soul than you (ok)
So by the time you figur out why your record aint spinnin
Im in the strip club smokin, wit Presedent Clinton (cough cough cough)
So stand clear of the long side-burns and gold teeth (teeth)
They make the mold of the penis enlarger off me (me)
I'll be in another when i hit from the back (back)
Not to mention my refridgerators taller than Shaq (yeah)
So yippie ka ye yippie ya ya yo (yo), if you cant swim dont smoke my hydro (dro)
I've been lookin for a woman just to put my stamp on
But alotta ya'll are more stuck up than tampons (whoo)
So wash all you sins away and stop playin (yeah)
If God's line is busy you might have to two way him (uh hmm)
And catch me in your back yard playin crokay
And im drunk im tellin kids "drugs are bad umm-kay"
Or watch me swing my chains at the Rascals of Peko
Got seven cars get all my rims at chrome depo
And people think im bad they say "ooh he's so evil"
Cause i go on blind dates with actual blind people (owe)
But my albums out the store, yours be on the shelf (uh hmm)
I heard you masterbate alot so ya'll keep to yourself
Cause these women want a man to stay up and stay strong
Like the NBA, you gotta play hard or go home
All that shit that ya'll talkin ya'll can pop it to them
Cause Ludacris will beat you down with a prosthetic limb
I'll put my foot so deep in your ass that you can smell it
And your breath'll turn to Footlocker water repelant
Im the man i got money far as the eyes can see
And im in a group i split do wit me me and me
Somuch money in my jewlery that im damn near sorry
So ima trade my earings in, and get a Ferrari (whoo)
I buy cars wit straight cash, have meetins wit Donald Trump
Yall meet wit Honda, no payments for 12 months (uh huh)
Take a look at your life and no wonder your so sad
Ya'll put up wit more shit than a colostomy bag
ha ha ha (fool)

ludacris is qua humor een van de besten, eigenlijk is hij een soort commerciele versie van redman

Ludacris is aan die teksten te zien eigenlijk nog niet zo slecht...

Yeahh, da's de dikste track die ik ken van Luda

Necro's 1ste verse op een van mijn favoriete hiphop nummers, Poetry In the Streets:

The press runs to tape-record the bloody mess
Documentation so the human race can study death
They'll reach you through your TV speaker
They'll feature a creature that will beat you to death if he could meet you
You're executed when you’re electrocuted
Who's responsible for a homeless man that's dead and smells putrid
We murdered your natural flesh after being thrown in a river
You will be frozen forever into a statue of death
A grasshopper in the lab dead
Stabbed in the head
Knives are like the hands of a crab
Jabbing your flab till you wrapped them and bled
Throw you off a building
Killing off your children
Drilling' holes in your corpse till you're spilling the color vermilion
We'll split your brains
I'll slit your vein
The impact of a bat cracked across your back is like getting hit by a train
I'll stick a fang in your blood bank
Then strangle my shangle bangle you like the triangle piece of bangle
I think my shit's too brutal for most
I might be the only one capable of digesting the dose
You won't survive a screwdriver driven inside your throat
Choke on blood and saliva another conniver croaks

Word echt indrukwekkend hoe die, die verse flowt

Now here's a little message for you,
All you baller playa's got some insecurities too, that you could cover up, bling it up, cash in and ching ching it up, hope noone will bring it up,
lock it down and string it up.
Or you can share your essence with us, 'cause everything about you couldn't be rugged and ruff.
And even though you tote a glock and you're hot on the streets,
if you dare to share your heart, we'll nod our heart to its beat.
And you should do that,
if nothing else, to prove that
a player like you could keep it honest and true.
Don't mean to call your bluff but mothafucka that's what I do.
You got platinum chain then, son, I'm probably talking to you.
And you can call your gang, your posse and the rest of your crew.
And while you're at it get them addicts and the indigent too. I plan to have a whole army by the time that I'm through to load their guns with songs they haven't sung.


Laatste verse van Saul Williams - Black Stacey