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

Said you slapped Roddy Piper and didn't get a hassle.
You promised your girl filet mignon, took her to White Castle.

YOU MAY NOW CONSIDER ME THE APOCALYPTIC ONE
AFTER THIS RHYME, HENCEFORTH, THERE IS NONE

Nigga tryin' a kick it but no I don't play soccer,
I'm all about my cake I'm tryin'a marry Betty Crocker.

YOU MAY NOW CONSIDER ME THE APOCALYPTIC ONE
AFTER THIS RHYME, HENCEFORTH, THERE IS NONE

-- BIG HOOS aka the steendriver, Monday, 28 May 2007 02:31 (23 minutes ago) Link

shoot ya daughter in the calf muscle
fuck a tussle

Cause I go in ya deeper, I only bone divas
Inpregnate the world when I come through your speakers

(or iMpregnate, whichever)

comin up i was confused my momma kissin a girl
confusion occurs comin up in the cold world

I once told indie girl that I genuinely found 50 Cent's verse in Hate or love it quite moving and she laughed at me. FUCK YOU INDIE GIRL.

there should have be an "an" in there.

I'm more partial to the next couplet:

Daddy ain't around, prob'ly out commitin' felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing "Check, check out my melody"

And if you're locked up, I gotta get my style in
From San Quentin to Ryker's island.

i never talk to indie girls about music

It's the hard little pistol-packing punk dope smuggler
Lethal when I kill, I go straight for the jugular

I'm now listening to the first Camp Lo album, and I have no idea what the fuck they're talking about at any given moment. Somehow this doesn't hurt my enjoyment.

haha i love that album, been listening to it a lot lately

trying to figure out some shit to do w/ "park joint," the vocals are so upfront and there's so little music behind the drums i want to blend it with some dance tracks or something. plus dudes sound just as silly at normal speed as sped up, as long as you don't go past 10 bpms or something

"traffic come to a dead stop/
rain find ways not to fall on my head top"

...and you could picture like a photo...
...with rhymes displayed that engrave deep as x-rays

my hand around her collar, feedin' 'er cheese
she said the taste of dollaz was shitty so i fed 'r fifties

about 'is whereabouts i wasn't convinced
so I kept feedin her money 'til her shit started t' make sen'(t)

all the yea'z we wrr real close
now i see his fears through he(r) teaz know she's wishin we wz still close

don't cry, it is th' be / in time
i'll take away your miseries and make it mine,

i refugee from guantanamo bay
dance around the border like i'm cassius clay

Take a ride with me nigga to eternity
And watch me live to see another century

Lifes a bitch, who do you trust
I put my fate in my glock, cause I know its gonna bust

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