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Afu-Ra - Whirlwind Thru Cities

Energetic, poetic and athletic
You know I get down and dirty when it's time to set it
I'm tearin' through, clean your seen like ammonia
I drown ya, flood four corners, the perimeter
I wonder, cause earthquakes bolts of lightening
You couldn't test the one and only Mike Titan
Afu-Ra, now you hear it now you know it
The body of the life force came forth just to show it
Crucial, lyrical style ain't what it used to
Microphone check one two
I hit the atmosphere, give emcees visions of comets
Technique kicked by force the earth I hit and bomb it
Immaculate, conception with the weapon
Emittin' mind bogglin' forms to mental sections
Beats is cooked, base burnin' like it's lava
Throwin' shit together more iller than Mcgyver
I never tire, spirit live like a wire
I came to let you know fantasies burn like desires
Before I go, on this mic I show pity
Coast to coast I whirlwind through cities

Das ist n guter Part^^^!

Aber eigentlich sind das alle von Afu...
 
Charnell (Da Fource) aufm GBZ Sampler:
"...Bonzen werden immer dicker wie entzündete Mandeln"
Ich weiss net mehr wie der anfing, aber als das lied zum ersten mal gehört habe machte es *Klatsch* und der satz hatte sich in mein gedächtnis gebrannt!
 
atm der Chorus von Blumentopf mit Bush

"You can fool some people sometimes, but you can´t fool all the people all the time" (weiß jemand ob das ein Sample ist wenn ja welches)

oder

"Danke Mr. Bush, Ihre Strategen sollten sich schämen
bei soviel Dummheit von intelligenten Bomben zu reden,
auch wenn Sie tausendmal sagen, keine davon ging daneben,
es wird niemals so was wie intlligente Bomben geben,
danke Bush."

wen der Song interessiert:

free mp3 download @ http://www.fourmusic.com/fourmusic/event/extra.php3?extra_id=127
 
Original geschrieben von Mkali Kabisa
naja, jedenfalls übertrieben geil:

Thoughts that people put in the air
Places where you could get murdered over a glare
But everything is fair
It's a paradox we call reality
So keepin it real will make you casualty of abnormal normality
Killers Born Naturally like, Mickey and Mallory
Not knowing the ways'll get you capped like an NBA salary
-Talib Kweli off 'Respiration'

nur auszug, aber der hat mich echt extrem beeindruckt!
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jep, verdammt gut. willst du mein freund werden?!
 
Yo, you might see me joggin'
You might see me walkin'
You might see me walkin' a dead Rottweiler dog
With his head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar
Hollering at him cause the son of a bitch wont quit barking
Or leaning out a window with a cocked shotgun
Driving up the block in the car that they shot Pac in
Lookin for Big's killers, dressin' ridiculous
Blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris Wallace
Pissed off, cause Biggie and Pac just missed all this
Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off em
And get dollars that should've been theirs like they switched wallets
And amidst all this Cris poppin and wrist watches
I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous
And walk around with a empty bottle of Remi Martin
Starting shit like some 26 year old skinny Cartman
(God Damn It!)
I'm anti Backstreet and Ricky Martin
Its instincts to kill N Sync don't get me started
These ****ing brats can't sing and Britney's garbage
What is this bitch retarded?
Gimme back my sixteen dollars
All I see is sissies in magazines smiling
Whatever happened to wildin out and being violent
Whatever happened to catchin a good old-fashioned passionate
Ass whoopin' and getting your shoes, coat, and your hat tooken

der spricht mir aus der seele:)

Eminem - Marshall Matters
 
Original geschrieben von Kronex
Inspectah Deck in Triumph!
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auf jeden!
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Freddie Foxxx als GangStarr Feature in "The Militia"

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und aus Dland find ich immer noch Sams Strophe bei "Füchse" zieeeeeeeemlich tight..
 
Okay, jetzt ist mir die beste Strophe eingefallen, nämlich RZA´s Part bei "It´s Yourz". Einfach unglaublich....wenn ich mich festlegen MÜSSTE, wäre RZA für mich der beste Rapper der Welt.:D




































































Nicht zu vergessen, was der noch an Skillz als Producer aufweist!!:)
 
Hier die Lyrics:

"Stop the fader of the RAM, pass my watts through my pre-amp
Them can't stress the beat vamp the shit'll get blam
at full throttle, hot lead propels throughout my nozzle
Crack your soul like bottles, leave you stiff as models
You fag, you couldn't pull one drag -- off my blunt
You couldn't punch your way out of a wet paper bag
with scissors in your hands -- bitch, the RZA
I stand close to walls, like number four the lizard
Enchant a few solar panels, blast off like Roman Candles
Rap vandals, stomp your ass like Wahoo McDaniel
You cocker spaniel dogs, can't **** with our catalog
Put your lights out and leave your brain inside a fog"
 
Ay yo we first class
"Vergin' splurgin' mergin' with professionals
Soul food fanatics all be strung out on my vegetables
Mic merchants meditate on it til it's visual
To what I believe in even if the situation's critical
We chop slang like equipment
So here's another shipment, a dosage of atomic liquids
We live the good life similar to the way we always come thru
Fresh fitted like we did it and we wake up when we want to
Always hungry for the work we get
Filter the scheme out for the cream
Like ain't a such thang like strikin' it rich
Connectin' big checks
Back in the days we used to do the disco
Now we highly recognized thru representin' L.A. to Frisco
It's Cali Agents, we came to bost ya high
Some days for nothin' you can catch me rockin' suits and ties
Fresh off the global tour I'm on retour
Rippin' tracks until it's triple plat
Than it's back to the hood to make sure I'm supprorted"

Na, wer weiß es....eigentlich n scheiß Thread, weil man stundenlang geile Strophen posten könnte, naja....
:rolleyes:
 
Prodigy, Prodigy und Prodigy:

-Survival Of The Fittest:
"There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe from
You could run but you can't hide forever
from these, streets, that we done took
You walkin witcha head down scared to look
You shook, cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to Vietnam..."

-Shook Ones II:
"I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
you heard of us
official Queensbridge murderers
the Mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware
of my crime family who got nuff shots to share
for all of those who wanna profile and pose
rock you in your face, stab your brain wit' your nosebone..."

-Hell On Earth:
"Awright now, pay attention to the crime rhyme Houdini P
Keepin you niggaz in perspective
Mobb, representative, call me the specialist
Professional, professor at this rap science
Up in the labratory, here's why your small rhyme bore me
Store bought rap ain't shit, my category..."

Mein Fav--->
-Allustrious:
"Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin toller Typ
P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly
I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me
Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?
You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly
Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be
spent too much time with wifey, come out to play
with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture
Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight
Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights
My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal
There's no cure, for what my pen do neither
Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap jesters
While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now
move over bacon, time for som'in meatier
Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre
**** a penis, how dare you entertain the thought
that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?
Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill
This is rap for real, somethin you feel
You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo
It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll
but it's hip-hop though, my drug music
It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it"
 
Re: Re: Bester Vers Aller Zeiten...

Original geschrieben von Lion


jep, verdammt gut. willst du mein freund werden?!
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jo der Part auf 'Respiration' find ich am geilsten von Kweli. Kommt bei mir noch vor "for Women" und "Good Mourning"!
 
"Lucy, after all this, you're just giving in today??"
She said:
"I'm not giving in, I'm finished," and walked away

"Look, I've never had a dream in my life
Because a dream is what you wanna do, but still haven't pursued
I knew what I wanted and did it till it was done
So i've been the dream that I wanted to be since day one!"

Then Lucy blew a kiss to each one of her pictures
And she died.

Und alle aus einem Track :D
 
Original geschrieben von Splinter Cell
"Lucy, after all this, you're just giving in today??"
She said:
"I'm not giving in, I'm finished," and walked away

"Look, I've never had a dream in my life
Because a dream is what you wanna do, but still haven't pursued
I knew what I wanted and did it till it was done
So i've been the dream that I wanted to be since day one!"

Then Lucy blew a kiss to each one of her pictures
And she died.

Und alle aus einem Track :D
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Bestimmt Aesop Rock..
 
Original geschrieben von /:|{rU57y:\
atm der Chorus von Blumentopf mit Bush

"You can fool some people sometimes, but you can´t fool all the people all the time" (weiß jemand ob das ein Sample ist wenn ja welches)

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Meines Wissens stammt die Zeile original von Bob Marley aus dem Lied "Get Up, Stand Up" kennst du sicher oder?
Bei dem Blmuentopf Track singt die Zeile aber ein anderer. Also ich weiß ja nicht ob du das wissen wolltest... aber das is alles was ich über die Zeile sagen kann
 
Mos Def 'Freak Daddy' :

"Hands high...everybody move/
yes motherf-u-c-k-e-r, that means you/
ya want some, I want some too/
the diffrence I want mines more than you !"


...sooo simpel, aber sooo viel Power !
 
zwar auch eine ganzer Part, aber dafür so ziemlich das heftigste, was ich gehört hab...


Gute Nacht, wenn sich acht Todsünden verbünden
ihre Einflüsse münden in unverdünnten Essenzen
über Grenzen ihrer Möglichkeiten schreiten und fließen
weiße Riesen, die dich mit heißen Flows übergießen
du badest und kriegst Verbrennungen dritten Grades
denn da es Hitzeschläge schneit, ihr am Garen seid
messen wir die Temperatur nur in Abgefahrenheit
komm überbiete die Eliteeinheit, die Messlatte sprengen
deine Festplatte voller Megabyte
mein Beileid, wenn ich mit meinem Discjockey vorbeireit'
die extrascharfen Waffen entlarven den Meineid


Aphroe auf dem La Familia Track "Tausend MCs" (auf: Stieber Twins "Fenster zum Hof" CD)
 
...jawohlja...nur Aphroe und Olli Banjo sind in der Lage Mehrfachreime derartig genial zu verschachteln ! Ganz großes Kino !
 
"If the world is foul, and you think foul is how you got to live
Then from the get your ass was foul
And foul just is how you is
No excuses see, life's dilemnas are set up like a mirror
Just to show you all your faces
Now your clearer understanding is clearer......

...Upon your return from raping and crossbreeding
Your own people accuse you of deceiving and misleading
Causing mass confusion. Drug abusing
Now you all caught up in institutions
At this time you've got to break it down and be showing and proving
An A&R told me that i use to many catch phrases
true I'm trying to catch all my people in all different stages all
different phases
Reflection Eternal (Talib Kweli)
Black Star
2000 Seasons

"We lyrically rich, livin, spiritually fit
Eating healthy, coming clean never filthy
In God's eyes I'm wealthy......

....For birth rights that they already got, and shouldn't have to get
Break down the steady plot that's accurate
Bust the shots that's immaculate
Take it to your nugget cause my beloved covet they freedom
Believe it put nothing above it leave it or love it
We blessed with free will so we choose to be ill
Like sharks keepin it movin we could never be still
Swim in the channels of life......

Black Star
Respiration 12"

"Kick facts in the raps, and curse with clarity
What's a curse when language is immersed in vulgarity"T.K.Manifesto


Mr. Man]
Wait, my blastin rate is past a state of rappers who procrastinate
Mr. Man is great, so every time I rhyme, I fascinate
Masses hate to have to wait for me to unload
So I flip into my mode of rhyme, long like a road
See, I drop the greats like clumsy waiters drop plates
I got rhymes by the crates to erase the duplicates
Cause, I blow wack rappers out like afros
My shit is so phat it be stretchin my asshole
ut huh, that's not the point because I'm better than most
I make MC's Wonder like bread but then, bread gets toast


[Kweli]
We cold-crushin MC's that's gold-rushin for the cheese
They see a flash in the pan waitin for royalties

[Mos Def]
But kings and queens get overthrown when they grab the microphone
Shootin videos in homes that they know they'll never own
I guess they cannot work alone, they forever with crew
L sparking, steady barking bout the wildness they do
Posin in photographs shot at complimentary angles
Be playin Mr. Tuffy when they feminine like bangles
Practices is fraudulent, fallacies record to tape
Step in my zone, your spot'll get blown like Watergate

[Q-Tip]
"
Fool - defined in Webster's
Open up the book, read it read it
Turn the page, see what it says
Read it to me will you please

(One who acts dope ???
So what does it mean to me?)
That's you (how's that?) cos of the way you act (Huhhh?!?!)
Standin on the corner sellin Girbauds (what you talkin bout?)
Scalin your friends and also your foes
What's the matter wit'cha boy? (Ain't nuttin wrong with me, mother...)
You big galoot (huh?), you nincompoop (what?)
What's wrong wit you? You can't compute (Yes sure I can compute)
Don't fix your lips to tell me you can
Standin on the poley playin pusher man
What you got to do with yourself? (Oh what?)
Can't you be somebody else? (No)
Look at you described to a tee (huh)
You're a fool of many in society........

....The girl I talked to she's sort of neurotic (yeah)
Her crazy ex-boyfriend is really psychotic (uh-huh)
Scares the girl by threatenin her life (word)
Says "Girl, you're dead if you're not my wife" (oh man)
Beats in her public, beats her in private (yes)
Tried it 'round me, "almost" won't buy it (what you mean?)
Said "Forget him, don't you know he's a loser"
Who would love a woman turn around and abuse her (ohh)
Only a fool as described by the Tribe....."
A tribe calles quest

T.K.chaos

They just babies, I snatch em out they incubators
Attach them to respirators, they breathin hard like Darth Vader
Hard as candy and suck like Now or Laters
After a while your style's tasteless and it GOT NO FLAVOR

Grandmaster Flasch
New York

On 42nd St., lookin’ for some action
Women standin’ on the corner sellin’ satisfaction
One young punk just leanin’ on the fence
Tryin’ to make a dollar out of 15 cents
Really is a prankster, tried to be gangster
Real big wheel when a gun is in his hand
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk killed by the man

Guru GangStarr
Moment of Truth
Robbin Hood Theory
I seek Sun, deceive none, for each one must teach one
At least one must flow and show the structure, of freedom

Talib Good to you
"You the hardest on the beat, I'm the fire that you playing with
You a artist from the street, I'll give you the blood to(/you) paint it with"

Everlast & Sadat X
"No doubt check it out
You be either rhyming in code or on some gangster node
You all clockwork apocalypse you about to implode
Collapsing on yourself cause your whole foundation is
Built on lies dont apologize
Cause once they watch you rise they wanna watch you fall
And theyll all take a piece just like the Berlin wall
And place it on their mantle like a souvenir
And what they call a knick-knack is really your career
"
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......A Newspaper Burns in the Sand and the headlines say
"Man, This Story's Mad!"
Extra, Extra, Read all the bad news on the War for Peace
that everybody'll Lose
The rise and fall of the last great empire,
the sound of the whole caught on fire
the Ruthless Struggle, The Desprate Gamble,
the Game that left the whole world in Shambles
the cheat, the lies, the alibis and the foolish atempt to conquer the skies
lost in space but what is it worth, the president just forgot about earth
spendin' mutli-billions and maybe even trillions, the cost of weapons ran into zillions
the gold in the street and there's dimonds under feet and the children in africa don't even eat.....

Melle Mel Beatstreet


........I looked in your eyes and I saw the shame
Y'all don't know that our greatness came before the chains
No you can't imagine a future where this all can change
If one of us ain't free then we all to blame........


.........Now cats drop out of school to get fiends high on a pipe (word)
Seem like that's the ghetto way of tryin to fight
The system thats based on trying to stop you from shinning your light
We dying in spite of getting rich
That's why I rhyme like a battle emcee...............
Talib Eternalists
 
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