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Best GZA Line---
Peace to ALL.
Simple question..... in your opinion.... what is GZA's dopest line... ever..... I need this for a project I am working on and just need some feedback. Any help is truly appreciated it. Thanks Fam. |
Like my man Muhammad from Afghanistan
Grew up in Iran, the nigga runs a neighborhood newsstand A wild Middle Eastern, bomb specialist Intiated, at eleven to be a terrorist He set bombs in bottles of champagne And when niggaz popped the cork, niggaz lost half they brains Killa Hills 10304 |
Or the verse from 4th chamber...but it has to be something from liquid swords.
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theres no escapin once my blade start scrapin/ niggas flakin/ wannabe MC's is shaking, my sword indeed make more niggas bleed, so swift , naked eye couldnt record the speed |
And I say that those are the best, but I feel compelled to keep posting my favorites as I come across them.
Gold, second verse (first verse also sick) It's mandatory that I supply all my troops with mega firearms Big apes, and spread em out like crops on a farm to get CREAM, sometimes they repaint the scene Like the last episode on gates and other niggaz plant bombs til the smoke from the blast becomes thick and flows through all they knew, he's gun sick His glock clicks, like high-heeled shoes on parquay floors Mad sick, stand on hills and invade wars Filthy foul, shoveling dirt, he's out to hurt For instance, chop off hands, attack worth His idols would lock down airports and extort some import, catchin ten percent of what the fiends snort Up in the ski resorts, up in hills They move keys and had skis making drops on snowmobiles The plan was to expand, catch seven figures, release triggers And live large and bigger than my nigga Who promised his moms a mansion with mad rooms She died, and he still put a hundred grand in her tomb Open wounds, he hid behind closed doors And still organized his crime and drug wars My favorite lines in gold... "It's mandatory that I supply all my troops with mega firearms Big apes, and spread em out like crops on a farm to get CREAM, sometimes they repaint the scene" "His idols would lock down airports and extort some import, catchin ten percent of what the fiends snort" ---As High As Wu Tang Get Yo, too many songs, weak rhymes that's mad long Make it brief Son, half short and twice strong No doubt, it took time searchin, eventually it was prime urgent, for you to examine the rhyme merchant Lace MC's with styles when they rhyme drunk On a label hunt, until twenty thou, out the trunk Eight Diagram sword swinga armored tank force RZA throw in the disc but then change the bank source You can't flow, must be the speech impediment You got lost off the snare off Impeach the President Whether in Amsterdam smokin seven grams of green then you pack, a thousand white teens in tight jeans This Witty Unpredictable shot is critical to analytical analogy, insurance policies why Said he know that sounds define the note Couldn't recognize, blast him the fuck behind the ropes Too many dope niggaz I see starvin Catch a single deal, a possible plea bargain Wu slay regardless to whom or what, five mics five nights Hang him from the balcony, drop him twenty-five flights A fugitive bass playin rap czar smoke the cigars, his prints on the strings of his guitar "Wu slay regardless to whom or what, five mics five nights Hang him from the balcony, drop him twenty-five flights" ---Investigative Reports (this song has my favorite vibe. ever. beat is perfect, lyrics are perfect. the two together do nothing less than paint a picture) Callin all cars, callin all cars! Ghetto Psychos, armed and dangerous, leavin mad scars on those Who are found bound, gagged and shot when they blast the spot Victims took off like astronauts Get with this, even your best can't come on down, you're the next contestant! Get your pockets dug from all your Chemical Bank-ins Caught him at the red light - on Putnam Avenue and Franklin They used to heat up the cipher with a shot that was hyper than your average JFK sniper He just came home to spark it Rolling like Kaufman, and lay that ass out like carpet Stop the stuttering boy, save the planes for the five-oh Then praise the God - chk-a-chk POW! They be lick shots and premeditate to grab... ...and then they jet back to the lab And then remain in Shaolin An endangered island Shorties lose blood by the gallon "Callin all cars, callin all cars! Ghetto Psychos, armed and dangerous, leavin mad scars on those Who are found bound, gagged and shot when they blast the spot Victims took off like astronauts" Again, the Genius absolutely RIPS the verse to set it off. |
"I don't give a god damn, on the shows you did
How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid? Cuz I don't know ya therefore show me what you know I come sharp as a blade and I cut you slow You become so Pat as my style increases What's that in your pants ahhh human feces! Throw your shitty drawers in the hamper Next time come strapped with a fuckin Pamper" Genius! |
Hmmm.
I dont know about line. But his first verse on Gold is my favourite Gza verse. |
"Throw Down Ya Mic Son...Your Gage Is Empty"
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One of the best |
KEEP EM COMING! I APPRECIATE THE FEEDBACK AND MANY THANKS... MINE WOULD BE THIS ONE-- FROM PENCIL--
:I'm All In Together, a swordsman forever I paint the town red, with many heads are severed R-A-W, I still bring trouble to Throw your raps in the sleephold, quick to snuggle you Dart heat your breastplate, meet ya death date Rook down a E4, look, it's checkmate No other way to describe a catastrophe The plan was drawing blood and displayed it graphically Direct order, hit the border, then slaughter Horrific torture, by prolific authors: |
your weed got more seeds than ODB
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The intro of liquid swords, Bring The Ruckus, and Exploitation of Mistakes are some of his best.
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Living in the world today, both verses
My rhyme gross weight vehicle combination was too heavy for the Chevy's is chased out the station Double-edged was the guillotine that beheaded it gassed up, fuckin with some regular unleaded shit Heads roll on hillsides behind ropes that bind-in, X marks the spot on the scope Heavily armed military is necessary, it's a gamble MC's bet they best at every Powerful parable ditties might harm if tampered with, set off and strike like pipe bombs Flashbacks to the Duel of the Iron Mic Look out for these fatal flying spikes, of massive sleep-holds, put strangle on commercial angle Microphone cords tangled from being Star Spangled Now who could ever say they heard of this? My motherfuckin style is mad murderous My rhyme gross weight vehicle combination was too heavy for the Chevy's is chased out the station Double-edged was the guillotine that beheaded it gassed up, fuckin with some regular unleaded shit Heads roll on hillsides behind ropes that bind-in, X marks the spot on the scope Heavily armed military is necessary, it's a gamble MC's bet they best at every Powerful parable ditties might harm if tampered with, set off and strike like pipe bombs Flashbacks to the Duel of the Iron Mic Look out for these fatal flying spikes, of massive sleep-holds, put strangle on commercial angle Microphone cords tangled from being Star Spangled Now who could ever say they heard of this? My motherfuckin style is mad murderous and wu banga 101 his verse is siickening Yo, too advanced, Digi' stance, made the CD enhanced I move with the speed and strength of ants Identical in form with the Beez they swarm Hold up the cold current appear warm My first verbal brawl, started on some yes yes y'all to the beat y'all, break your windshield, your jeep stall Mr. Traffic, dumbin shit, from ecclesiastic Cashier, holdin out, fine, cut off the plastic See the logo? A monument in hip-hop Carved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare Heard the Wu snare, while my iris cut down the glare Walk a road the great length you find too long to measure My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure No surprise, double disc touched five Those elements, kept environments colonized with the high flyin death-defyin flow like the Rebel Right there, but you're one light year, from my level |
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that was redman |
What's the meaning of CRIME?
Is it Criminals.Robbing.Innocent.Muthafuckas.Everytime? |
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