Best verses of the year

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What do you guys think?

[classthe_king]

Prince Ea on Paranoid Chillin
Nas on Strong Will Continue
Hopsin's second and third verse on you are my enemy
Diabolic's second verse on Stand By
All three verses on Forever and a Day
Copywrite's third verse on Tic Toc

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Hopsin 2nd verse on Nocturnal Rainbows
Jay-Z's verse on So Appalled
Jay-Z's verse on Monster
Pusha-T's verse on So Apalled
Cyhi da Prynce's verse on So Appalled
Kanye West's verse on So Appalled
Eminem's 4th verse on Going Through Changes
All of Weezy's verses on 6'7

You like So Apalled huh?

[Devil'sAdvocate]

Hopsin 2nd verse on Nocturnal Rainbows
Jay-Z's verse on So Appalled
Jay-Z's verse on Monster
Pusha-T's verse on So Apalled
Cyhi da Prynce's verse on So Appalled
Kanye West's verse on So Appalled
Eminem's 4th verse on Going Through Changes
All of Weezy's verses on 6'7

what?

kanye and wayne

[HipHopHead]

1. Immortal Technique on Diabolic's Frontlines

Yeah they said that the success of my music was theoretic
But my revenge is sweet enough to murder diabetics
Eugenics, Procter and Gamble, credit racial science
Couldn’t produce a more progressive intellectual giant
Nephilim bury em with the bullets left in em
My heart is blacker than the children of Thomas Jefferson
Blacker than back in the days of the tar and feathering
The cancerous endocrine, the ego that’s American
The hatchet and the sticks, the fascist emblem
You can call it conspiracy theory
I don’t give a motherfuck, you could get your mother fucked
National security’s a codeword for cover-up
Hold that down, I look at character, never let the colour get to you
I got white revolutionaries like Muslims in Chechnya
Percussion dumping like the Russian Mafia over you
But even they know what it’s like when you’re fighting for svoboda
So whether Slavic or Islamic, vodka, gin, tonic
Drunken fantasies are cool son but here’s the grim logic
You niggas want to play industry and start to be rich
Until they fuck you for millions like Paul McCartney’s bitch
My lions live inside a box like Jumanji
Sikh nigga status stab you up like Indira Gandhi
So never desecrate the space on which I meditate
My thoughts rip through tank armoured metal plates
It’s thought to resonate to the spot where Moses caused the sea to separate
The place that the prophet Mohammed started to levitate
The exact moment that Jesus rose dead awake
And Siddhārtha became the Buddha that regenerates
Half a bar over but I bring it home colder than dead soldiers
Soul-controller, holder of knowledge so fuck Dianetics
I’m like the whole library kemet Annunaki genetics

2.Psiklone on Rhyme Asylum's Event Horizon

My tongue catches fire as it unleashes
I meditate in subzero climates 'till my blood freezes
Hunt cheaters in training sessions
Drug dealers that shot keys to the gates of heaven - so pay attention
Cut you down to size wit scissor kicks
Lifting Egyptian pyramids with my finger tips
I rob holy prophets to pay for my sins
Time flies but not since I amputated its wings
I’m a fire breathing Siamese
Dragon from a lost dynasty that travelled to this mic in a time machine
Locked in crossfire of sniper beams
Catch 22 bullets and throw 11 back at twice the speed
Check my mental logistics
My lexicon holds every language that’s ever existed
I sacrificed disciples in ancient churches
Swam back from Atlantis for a lifetime to break the surface

3.Apathy on AOTP's Bust Em In

I treat fools like tools cause I always got a few biscuits
And bus em in like kids from different school districts
Y’all dipshits will get your spinal discs flipped
Rhymes will make the vinyl disc skip, find your wrists slit
Nickel-plated nine shine like diamonds on Slick Rick
I’m wicked as a Wiccan bitch when the candle wick’s lit
Want to sample this shit? You need to read Sanskrit
And travel to the top of Mount Sinai to transmit
Running through the Red Seas like an escaped slave
Then holding up the walls of water with my sound waves
Like what I was doing during Public Execution, half-human half-mutant
Ap the seed of Rasputin
Gats shooting, shots ricocheting off of my steel body
And three quarter length fat goose to conceal shotties
The god walks the surface of the Sun it won’t melt feet
Cause when’s the last time you heard Ap rip a Celph beat?