Best Eminem Verse of all Time

[Emadyville]

I've been contemplating his no love verse lately because of how it builds up and builds up, rhymes are dope, lines are sick, and he just straight kills it, lyrically not his best tho.

Lyrically I'd say renegade.

But 2nd and 3rd verse of say goodbye hollywood are amazing.

And sing for the moment third verse is unbelievable

[ChinaShopTaurus]

Either a verse off Renegade or a verse off of Get You Mad.

[CokeandAcid]

Hard to chose just one, but if I had to chose I would say his verse on Hellbound

I like this part in particular

Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass
and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress
Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers
Fuck the planet till it spins on a broken axis
I'm so bananas I'm showin up to your open casket
to fill it full of explosive gasses
and close it back with a lit match in it
while I sit back and just hope it catches
Blow you to fragments, laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes

[tross840]

im shocked no-one said ..american psycho...

[Emadyville]

Hard to chose just one, but if I had to chose I would say his verse on Hellbound

I like this part in particular

Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass
and have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin mattress
Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers
Fuck the planet till it spins on a broken axis
I'm so bananas I'm showin up to your open casket
to fill it full of explosive gasses
and close it back with a lit match in it
while I sit back and just hope it catches
Blow you to fragments, laugh, roll you and smoke the ashes

yeah honestly, I always viewed that part of the verse ^ as some of the sickest shit I ever heard, the rhymes are crazy and the content is just classic em

[buffalo bill]

Don't feel like reading the whole thread but I'd like to bring up the last verse of My Dad's Gone Crazy, and the rapped verse in Hailie's Song. Not as in "the best", but as in deserving an honourable mention.

[Devil'sAdvocate]

it's really hard to say to ans this question is like finding a needle from a stack of hay.

[Devil'sAdvocate]

it's really hard to say to ans this question is like finding a needle from a stack of hay.

[classthe_king]

im shocked no-one said ..american psycho...

Why? He's had tons of better verses then that

[PSU_111]

They say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well can it load a gun up for you , and cock it too
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get sued
See what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols
And they want to get one cause they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves, we entertainers
Of course the shit's affectin' our sales, you ignoramus
But music is reflection of self, we just explain it
and then we get our checks in the mail, It's fucked up ain't it
How we can come from practically nothing to being able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing
Except for a dream, and a fuckin' rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives
Till they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die
Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe
We're nothin' to you but we're the fuckin' shit in they eyes
That's why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it,
squeeze it and hold it, Cause we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs

[da r star]

They say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well can it load a gun up for you , and cock it too
Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get sued
See what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols
And they want to get one cause they think the shit's cool
Not knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves, we entertainers
Of course the shit's affectin' our sales, you ignoramus
But music is reflection of self, we just explain it
and then we get our checks in the mail, It's fucked up ain't it
How we can come from practically nothing to being able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted
That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing
Except for a dream, and a fuckin' rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives
Till they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die
Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe
We're nothin' to you but we're the fuckin' shit in they eyes
That's why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it,
squeeze it and hold it, Cause we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone
Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs

Who said it was too hard to make multi with actual lyrical content?

[Hiphopdane]

Third verse of Sing for the moment:
- I can relate to almost everything in this one. "That's why we sing for these kids who don't have a thing..." gives me goosebumps. "We're nothing to you but we're the fucking shit in their eyes" reminds of how it is to be young and rebellious hehe.

Second verse of Renegade:
- The religious references make the whole verse so mysterious. The first verse is slightly better rhyme wise but lyrically this one has a little more edge.

[edlover]

Cant believe no one has showed loved for Dead Wrong:

There's several different levels to Devil worshippin: horse's heads,
Human sacrifices, canibalism; candles and exorcism
Animals havin sex with 'em; camels mammals and rabbits
But I don't get into that, I kick the habit - I just,
Beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh
And I never eat you unless the fuckin, meat looks fresh
I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin, I got a nine in my pocket
And baby I'm just, dyin to cock him
He's ready for war, I'm ready for war
I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw
My uz' as, heavy as yours, yeah you met me before
I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before
Marshall will step in the door, I lay your head on the floor
With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
Red on the ceilin, red on the floor, get a new whore
Met on the second, wet on the third;
Then she's dead on the fourth - I'm dead wrong

[fopower]

I agree with the third verse for sing for the moment. It gives me chills when I listen to it...he's so on point.