Your Favorite Rap Couplets of the Moment, You Contrarian-Ass Mutha!

I used to think the hood was cool
But my ghetto ties keep me checking in my rearview'.

Lord you showed me, even dealt me these cards, I gots to play em'
My life is like a game, I'm up from a.m. to a.m.

an i'm duckin an dodgin, gettin glass all in my fuckin hand--
i caught some shelta-- my souljas, they was fulla sand.

'Them same hoes you be repping to, believe it or not, the same hoes
Behind your back, run and tell me, each and everything you do'

you and i are the past c'est la vie much respect girl
but now you're my ex girl and i'm on to the next girl

Our cars look like cra-yon, hoes know I'm the man though
I can shoulder lean... ionno how to dance tho

ionno

haha hell yes

Dizzee:

Bloke from Waitrose is knobbin me old Gran, rubbin in the jizz like Winton with fake tan

sumthin' like jeff'ry dahm'rr my bullets be eatin' human flesh | if u got it thenn i wan' it, i get this shit off my ches'

dro's album is full of catchy quotable shit

i like the song from the grand hustle comp
he does a good job singing about seafood

squid and tilapia

lol 'singing'

rapping

from the "we fly high" remix:
skatin on ice like kristy yamaguch
sittin up in the chevy eatin blowfish sushi

yamaguchi*

how can there be any logic
in biological war?
we all know this is wrong
but the new world order is beating down the door

- megadeth

smart bombs
lazer guided armaments
a more sophisticated way
to wake up dead

also: dro RAPS the phrase "blowfish sushi"
try even saying that.

so many great couplets from that song.
juelz:
i'm about my green no it ain't tennis
mess with my green and i'll become your dentist

diddy's whole verse (whoever ghostwrote that is a beast).

I can't be dealt wit
When I'm on this felt tip

how can there be any logic
in biological war?
we all know this is wrong
but the new world order is beating down the door

- megadeth

haha this reads like some poor righteous teachers shit.

I'm a bboy, I'm the real mccoy
I'm chocolate all over like an almond joy

walk around in this record industry
with all these pharisees tryna look at me

what's that last one oily? bells be ranged.

it's mr. luda, jada and nas
and our bullets give you a deep tissue massage

That's from the chorus of AceyAlone and Abstract Rude's "B-boy Real McCoy" (Accepted Eclectic, Ground Control 2001)

ha there was this one time i got a lift home from work with this real lyrical new york aficionado guy (seriously there's loads of these dudes around! in london! telling me about uncle murder and joell ortiz and whoever the fuck! bizarro) and the whole time he's turning his nose up at a random cd i made of regular chart rap stuff mp3s when dro 'rubberband banks' comes on - THE VERY SECOND he hears that "put u up on astronomy" / i do trigonometry" line he perks right up like it was the 2nd coming of organized konfusion and refuses to accept dro is dsouth. that's when i knew these guys are shallower than any paris hilton fan!

anyway dro's cool, i liked that album a lot.

i should find out more about lil c as well, cos some of those beats there are fucking sick to death

We eat so many shrimp/ I got iodine poisoning

Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and went all out

you got more exes than the honorable ellijah muhammad do
and that ain't even my problem with you

This may be stretching "couplet"....

You cool out to the music 'cause it makes you feel serene, with the birds and the bees and all those groovy things
Like getting stomach aches when you gotta go to work, or staring into space when you're feeling berserk

That's most definitely not a couplet. What was I thinking?

lemme tell you my funniest joke
...i'm broke.

A quatrain?

xpost

Yeah, a quatrain. But anyways...

I'm in the cut, the type you don't recognize with shades
Tattoos? None to trace

i like to pull up my pants and lean back too
organic vegetables mixed in with fast food

you got more exes than the honorable ellijah muhammad do
and that ain't even my problem with you

hahahaha, this one is great!

Ah...now the high starts to settle
So I'm kicking fat lyrics that rock like heavy metal

t-t-totally dude

Not Richard Prior,
But prior to rap I was cookin' crack over an open fire

-Malice (Clipse) "Definition of a Roller"

Not pic-i-nic baskets
Pic-i-nic caskets!

not much love for doom on this thread...

sufferin' soccotash, she took him for his last buck of cash
he love her...motherfuck her ass

and i love you, cuz you a sweet bitch
a crazy rat that might make my dick itch

--biggie

ctrackerz try t' 2 step i'll make that ass walk away
elegant. catch me at a symphony or opera play

??? fat lady (l/it)-ai
'n' o'er til the trap lady s'ang

Now i got 32 flavors of that bootylicious bubblegum
rasberry, grape, cherry, come and get this honeybun

U-God on "Da Mystery Of Chessboxin'":
"Raw I'ma give it to ya, with no trivia
Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia"

just bought a new crib inside so dumb
got some money put away case the hurricane come

we go through episodes too like attack of the clones
wait til we break a bag then you'll hear the crack of the bone

Fantastic and I start to act drastic
When I see my wedding band on the ho's left asscheek

We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops is on the milkbox, missin'