Ide jöhetnek a külföldi, vagy magyar előadók általatok legjobbnak vélt szövegei,egy-egy mondat, amik örökké emlékezetesek maradnak számotokra...

Kezdeném az egyik kedvenc előadóm felűlmúlhatalan számával:

Chino XL-Wordsmith

"Yo, yo, since born in my mama's vaginal sauna
As a sono-gram, I've been fond of phonics
It's ironic, even as an embryonic
Fed through an umbilical, don't that sound biblical?
I've been a terror since I teareth out of the uterus
'Cause evil plans were made to defeat us as a fetus
Though now I walk in infamy, as a child they had it in for me
Was raised with guns in infantry, in diapers and in infancy
The childhood of a hood, that was raised in the hood
Cops said, "Put your hands in the high sky"
I put my hands down on the hot hood"

Egészen zseniális az egész track!

Ez megmaradt, remélem jól emlékszem:
[...]
Mert alázattal nézek én is kultúrára
ezért ne mocskold mert én verlek szájba
[...]

Na ki bírja ezt ki egy halvány mosoly nélkül, főleg hogy komoly hangvételű a szám?
(amúgy egy tök jó albumról van, testament)

Viccet félretéve azért ide jó sokat be lehetne másolni, azt se tudom mivel kezdjem.
Majd inkább ahogy hallgatom a zenéket, eszemben lesz a topik.

Az "amik örökké emlékezetesek maradnak" jeligére hirtelen amik fejből mennek, a teljesség igénye nélkül:

CH - Illusions
Some people tell me that I need help
Some people can fuck off and go to hell
God damn, why they criticize me
Now shit is on the rise so my family despise me
Fuck 'em! And feed 'em, cause I don't need 'em
I won't join 'em if I can beat 'em
They don't understand my logic
To my gat to my money and I'm hooked on chronic
I never wanted to hurt a nigga
Unless ya come flexin that trigga, I dig ya
That grave on the east side of towwwwn
Lay ya six feet undergrounnnnd
From man, to the dust to the ashes
All I remember tell me where the cash is
Click-clack, barrel at my dome
Give all your loot or you ain't goin home
But I ain't goin out with a bang
Wa da da dang, wa dada daa dang

Last Emp - One Life
1993, shortly before Thanksgiving
I got the call, she said Jamal Derek is not longer living
Softly she spoke, is this a joke? Man you gotta be kidding
As my question was raised this explanation was given
A meaningless death made me question the meaning of life
Does my body remain at rest like when I'm sleeping at night?
Will I burn in eternal hell or will I find paradise?
Be rejected or resurrected like the body of Christ?
Is it like purgatory, the story described by the Catholics?
Or Nirvana that Buddhists honor in both theory and practice?
Like I study in my college philosophy classes
Or do my molecules and atoms travel back to the gases?
I mean, what I like to know, is where my spirit goes?
After the curtains close, on my final show?
Is there a pain it brings? Enjoy my favorite things?
Visit ancient kings? Hear the angels sing?
Who'll answer these said the great MCs
My man Gribbles battling a debilitating disease
He said you see a brother like me is willing to fight
And everytime I question death my only answer is life

Paralyzed on the bathroom floor by pain
Last month I endured, but now I can't ignore
Feels like railroad spikes being stuck in my liver
Am I dying? Eyes crying, body starting to shiver
Crawl upstairs from the basement calling my sister
(Sniff) Dawn help me, I ain't feeling too healthy
Stomach walls burning, head spinning and turning
Waiting for the EMS; 3:10 in the morning
Rush me to the emergency screaming like a newborn
The pain's too strong maybe my soul's trying to move on
They hook me to the I.V., put me through some X-Rays
Gave me Demerol to kill the pain that was the next phase
Early the next day in the hospital room
Moms and pops in the room, three or four docs in the room
Test results suggest your colon and your liver
Is so cancerous you got three months left
Me and Death is playing chess ever since then
My strength is the most high, my fam and close friends
The Last Emp and Set Free blessed me with a verse
Staying healthy comes first
Look at me things could be worst

Zion I, Grouch - Rockit Man
the truth is hard to swallow, baby get a bigger bottle
you ain't goin' full throttle, this will make ya' crawl though
inside is where we all know what's right and wrong
i'll draw slow, let the flaws go 'til they grow into a model
that everybody follows even though foundation's hollow
like thinking' you're a father just because you made a daughter
or daily chaisin' dollars, now that ain't it, we all know
i could be a baller, rather answer my call though
i'm raw yo, spit how it was saw so
we ain't gonna lose, it ain't the shoes and it ain't all the smoke
mirrors see you clearer, start with you just like michael did
i could change the world with this music more than rifles shoot
it's a gift, it's a curse, talkin' bout your birth, now what ya worth?
not in gold but in your soul, mature it and we can flourish
lately we begin discouraged uncherished and malnourished
repeat it like you're a parrot, regurgitate like other birds
so far from just some words, if we're assertive we'll be heard
what's the verdict? what's deserved? so what if i struck a nerve!
i suck if it's just a curve, that ruckus is just a blurb
wont last past the blast off, i'm onto other worlds...

Most hirtelen különböző apropókból ezek jutottak eszembe, de majd inkább lassabban, ollózgatva kéne, mert szerintem ezt így nem fogja senki végigolvasni:)

Pár nagyon ütős sor szerintem ami csak így random eszembe jutott.

Big Pun - Twinz
"Dead in the middle of Little Italy little did we know
that we riddled some middleman who didn't do diddily"
(ezt próbáld meg végigmondani, úgy ahogy Pun tolta. )

Army Of The Pharaohs - Spaz Out (Esoteric része)
I’m an animal activist, dog I’m far from a hunter
So Sarah Palin be the only cougar I put a gun to
What type of spell am I under? You want a beef? Take a number
I wonder why these younger rappers won’t acknowledge their blunders
I got unquenchable hunger, my stomach rumbles like thunder
A real Jedi kid, you a toy Yoda like Tundra
You a scene out the movie 8 Mile, studio puncher
Run to the litter, spit a quitter bullshitter
I’m the definition of driven, the prisoners have arisen
With visions of demolition and fission through ammunition
I’m wishing cannibalism was a family tradition
I eradicate your groups over Gladiator loops, listen
(Kevesebb mint 16 sor, rettentő egyszerű, de nagyszerű rímekkel.)

Hát ez valószínűleg mindenkinek megmaradt:)

Az AOTPs nekem gyors.

Kíváncsi vagyok ki fog valami metaforával teletűzdelt GZA-t, vagy bármi számunkra nehezen érthetőt betenni:) Mr gondolkodtam a General Principles elején:)

Addigis az átéléssel rappelés miatt:
RZA - Fatal
I strike back with a vengeance, the Father of your descendants,
And I can't be deflected, by your Silver Cross pendants,
Bloody Holy Water, you make the false images,
One swing from the sickle
-- Ahh!! Your life diminishes!!
Sting like the scorpion! Strike with the force of Cain!
My blood is known to revitalize the corpse of men:
In the last days, they said the Dead would walk again!
The blind, deaf, and the dumb will talk again!

Big L: Ebonics

Fat diamonds is rocks and jakes is cop
And if you got rubbed, you got stuck
You got shot, you got bucked
And if you got double-crossed, you got fucked
Your bankroll is your poke, a choke hold is a yoke
A kite is a note, a con is a okey doke
And if you got punched that mean you got snuffed
To clean is to buff, a bull scare is a strong bluff
I know you like the way I'm freakin' it

Egyik kedvenc Big L számom!

Snoop Dogg: Protocol

"I'm at the BET Awards sitting in disgust
It's still a (G Thang) but yet they wanna be us
They wanna be Daz
They wanna be Kurupt (corrupt)
Cash on delivery money up front

Yeah
Bubble kush out a purple blunt
Who's the best nigga circle one:
Snoop Dogg
I'm large in the streets
My arms and my feets knee deep in the game
I'm the best on the beat
Let you little niggas speak
And run for a treat
Motherfuckin' geeks
All y'all niggas owe me until you rest in peace
And that's our D.P.G. motherfucka

[Outro - Snoop talking]
That's real shit man
How the fuck y'all gon' keep having these award shows out here on the west coast
But ain't no mutherfuckas from the west coast winning no awards, nigga?
It's like that, it's just like that"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eaANt8_mIlU nagyon nagy a szöveg végig, itt elég jól elemzi http://rapgenius.com/Ab-soul-pineal-gland-lyrics

Nem is tudtam ilyen oldal létezéséről. Gondolom elsősorban nem az ámerikáiák a célközönség, úgyhogy örülünk neki.

"So what we get druuuuunk
So what we smoke weeeeeed
We're just havin fuuuun
We don't care who seeeeees
So what we go oooout
That's how its s'posed to beeeee
Livin young, and wild, and freeeee"

Egyszerű, mint a százas szög, mégis szeretem....

2Pac-My Block

"I know the young niggaz understand this
Growing up in this world where everything is scandalous
I reminisce on tha fast times, past crimes
Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dime"

Az AOTP-set kiegészíteném, az se kutya amit Celph nyom.

You think you can beat me with ether?
When I’m cooking something fresh and y’all reheating pizza
The Intertec make you move like doo-wop dancers
I’m slicker, bust the blicker, then I moonwalk backwards
You gonna see clouds but no it ain’t the Dreamworks intro
Fire and brimstone in each verse tenfold
You thought I was ill? I’m ten googolplexes times that
My raps are phonecalls from Hell so Star-69 that
You an actual queer, we put a rapper in a bungie sling
Dummy, we catapulting careers
The world’s most dangerous MC and I’m him
C-dot Title, I’m liable to be a problem
Your album sells like clothes at a nudist club
It’s the dude you love that had that line about that Krueger glove*
Yeah, so feel the hurricane force when I murder
My main course is main source, barbeque flame sauce


*Az említett sor egy magyar zenében is benne volt.

Yelawolf-RADIO

picture me rollin' pac, it's funny how time has changed
everybody's a critic now, it's all a debate on the internet wave
it used to be you and biggie, chili pepper's give it away
now we got ten year-olds sitting back in a chair like "those were the days"

Big Ltől több kedvenc van nekem is! Talán az egyik legjobb punchline:
Platinum plus (2000)
"Yo, I'm straight loco, to hell with you and your broke hoe
You ain't a big dog, you more like Toto, you got no dough
I smoke 'dro mixed with cocoa, strong as bolo
I pack a fo'-fo', platinum ro-ro
Anti-homo, that's a no-no so fuck po'-po'
I push the seven-fo'-oh and not the Volvo
C-Town push the six-oh-oh, I'm with a bitch on dolo"

Big L nagy tehetség volt. Kíváncsi lennék ma hol tartana?
rip