Lyrics that make you go wow...

[BILI]

post `em.Here,I`ll go first,and I just had to post whole song cause its fucking crazy

Brain is demented in a major state of depression since the day I was sectioned I was laced with papered injections under intense surveillance where mental patients attempt to escape and the ventilation releases deadly vapours/Locked away in a cell it's pitch black completely dark I kick back on weeks of past as I conversate with myself/Alone in a cage, no hope of escape, can't get hold of a blade so I grew my nails long enough to open my veins/A manic depressed suicidal, tried to remove my eyeballs and made the gallant attempt to snap in my neck/Was on the verge of insanity then entered the asylum ventured in my mind with plans to never return to reality/At constant war with the demons within waking up in a state with razor cuts through the veins deep in my skin/And doctors making observations on a constant basis, patients locked in cages, inhaling toxic vapours/Unattractive features having seizures in the corridors and I contract diseases, rats are feeding off my rotten corpse/ Decrepit and violent abandoned mental asylum, where every hospital ward is unattended and silent/The level of corruption's a cause for concern 'cause at night the inmates are sent into the dungeon, tortured and burned/And patients with self-inflicted fatal wounds watching docs in radiation suits taking patients through to operation rooms/

Even demented in dreams on the edge of resting in peace, knives ropes, pills, euthanasia vending machines, heroine fiends strapped to a bed of syringes, one way acid trips when you're sent to this medicine clinic/Kept in padded cells and metal cages, mental patients, shock therapy high voltage dental braces/At nighttime I scream myself to sleep, scared of the crippled man crawling that no one else can see/A weeping widow, eyes black and miserable, an old lady sits searching for the future in a shattered crystal ball/Locked away where crazed doctors don't wait to operate, I hear voices in the room telling me that I'm not insane/Treatment rooms for the seven sins, mistaken for gluttony, women with prosthetic limbs expecting twins/ Shedding skins with a carving knife, involuntary organ donors waking up in a bath of ice/Stark raving mad maniac, ugly looks, vacant stares crack mirrors, masturbate with rusty hooks/A building that hangs off the edge of a cliff, spoke of in legends and myths, razors turn rusty left in the wrist/ Mentally sick resisting my medicine, dismissing my excellence, my thoughts cover walls written in excrement/ Beneath flickering lights we beg for mercy, I hear relentless ticking yet every clock is stuck on 7:30/

A twisted hospital haunted by a cold dementia, doors lock and padded walls turn to spikes and slowly close together/Can't break my restraints in half so I chew through my aching arms, the doctors are eight times more deranged than the patients are/Panic attacks in the darkness, natural disasters, psychopaths in barbwire nooses hang from the rafters/Broken fingernails left gripping the ceiling, and your neck collar will explode if you attempt to breach the perimeter region/Duct tape preventing communication, cold sweats and pitch black eyes see whims demented hallucinations/Phobias taken to their vertical limits, twisted priests resurrect Satan's soul through surgical spirit/Hearts beat so loud you hear them pound as they palpitate, sense a sour taste gargling mouthfuls and scalpel blades/We all look essentially the same, but are mentally insane, shouting "It's me" in identity parades/ Fallen angels are stuffed into torture chambers and crushed then burned alive into holy water vapour and dust/ Placebos switch for dangerous drugs, disguising the medicine, I'm highly intelligent, that side of my mind is irrelevant/Expression is wide eyes and venereal blisters, I shower in the blood of victims of serial killers/ Trapped forever, no way of running scared, the front doors left wide open for anyone that wanders in unaware/

I'm patient for seven years yet to see the light of day, a telekinetic mind to set me free from tight restraints/ That's why I keep telling myself inside my brain, I know I'm a genius doctors think my minds insane/Avoid the dark corners of cells, powerful vacuums leading into black holes and portals to hell/Forced to torture ourselves for pleasant thinking, dead security guards are monitoring the only closed circuit television/Tracking device embedded in my collar bone, bloody letters on the wall spelling out the words "you're not alone"/Strapped down with a straight jacket and several chains, wrapped 'round and welded to the bed's metal frame/They're upside down hung from the ceiling, unknown creatures live in my flesh prompting uncomfortable feelings/ Mirrors reflect in black and white, escape is pointless all the corridors interconnectin back to mine/Inmates have half shaven heads, can't take the stress, for weeks arms laid to rest on a sharp razor's edge/Raise the dead on escape attempt shoveling mud, bathe in depths of aids infected bubbling blood/Eternity caused by immortal life,a schizophrenic,I`m permanently disconnected from my normal side.So I`ll never be the same and just when I figure it out a pills placed into my mouth and my memory`s erased...

[Xray]

Excellent choice of song. Plasma's verse is way better than Possessed on this song. In terms of imagery, he fucking killed it. That's easily the most vivid verse I've ever heard. And this is why I think Plasma is mad fucking underrated, if he had more material, I'd think his better than Possessed. "Can’t get hold of a blade so I grew my nails long enough to open my veins" that line gives me goosebumps. Plasma is a fucking maniac. Ain't bumped them for weeks, it's that motherfucking time around.

[Nahidul17]

MIND = BLOWN

[gutawafang]

chilling paranoid. lol

[dead prez]

Ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five... four (lift off) three, two
One, Man, Army on a solo mission but I'm still starrin
Still starvin, still marchin
Train of thought like a drill sergeant
Turn you battle rappers into real martyrs, but the real target
The industry cause the real harm is when the deal's bargain
kill the real artist, ever since the Sugar Hill started
When Suga Ray was still sparrin, I was ill sparkin
Skills far from real dark and Late Night was still Carson
Skills sharper these days, these emcees
still bitin, still barkin, still talkin real garbage
Explains why I'm feelin so trash bag, +Glad+
I get the last laugh, you get the half mast flag
Bent cash, quick fast, these rappers phony
Thinkin this craft/Kraft is all about the +cheese macaroni+
I see the path before me, act like you know me
Internationally center of attention, not even Shaq could post me
Category, Trackezoids, beats classic only
Feet tappin for me, that's the story 'til I'm Casper ghostly
Every joint I'm on point, no need to ask Shinobi
Swingin at your throat, be not +Breathin+ like you Braxton, Toni

[Chorus - repeat 4X]
Rocketship.. {*scratches*}
Rocketship.. {*scratches*}

[One.Be.Lo]
Yo, I'm flowin now to blow the microphone out
I spit the flows out, rinse the Scope mouth, no doubt
Tickets sold out, black and white kids, Diff'rent Strokes house
+Transform+ you pessimists to optimists and roll out
+Decepticons+ style, Megatron, bloaw!
Check the rhyme files, 007 stretch beyond bounds
of the earth, moon, universe, soon to burst through
Three sixty-five, prepare live, you April 1st, +Fool+
These wannabe best rappers hold the wet bladders
Need a step ladder, still couldn't reach my best status
Inspector Gadget, extra baggage, I was blessed to have it (skills)
You must be still guessin at it, still testin average
I'm never slippin even if you peeled a fresh banana
The moves I make are +checks+ and balance like a chess fanatic
You less advantage, manic depressin, impress the panic
Lyrics hot enough to melt your plastic, burn your flesh to ashes (ouch)
That's what you urn/earn when you not well rehearsed
Somebody gotta help preserve this art form, myself preferred
Check the verse, it's like a +Magic+ spell with words
These wack emcees prolly felt it worse than a Celtic +Bird+
..

[One.Be.Lo]
I remember when Bam' was hot, Planet Rock, Jordan was the man to stop
Knowledge every chance I got, keys to the master lock
Deals not real, unless it's God's will
Got NASA job skills, call me astronaut Neil
I reach for the top and be the first to leave orbit
Report it, Phrikshun, Decompoze reinforce it
I'm here to paint a portrait, untainted by the corporate
Defy forces of your gravity with fly orders
These accomplishments, via rocketship, compliment my confidence
I be among stars without your documents
Big budget marketing, demographic targeting
All I need is beats and rhymes (so go and spark it then)

[Chorus]

[VenomBlackViper]

Verse 1]

I remember being on my mama’s porch, a kid with rotten thoughts
Tossing tomahawks to kids to knock them off their rocking horse
Now I’m at war connecting cops to electric shock treatment
And I’m not leaving until their eyes pop bleeding heart stop beating
The whole cop precinct thinks I should be in a padded room
When they’re the bastards who fucked Louima in the ass with brooms
I travel through and kill the mothers of these savage goons
Fill the house with gaseous fumes, lighting up a match like boom
On the crime scene they’ll have the cameras zoomed
At every massive wound I left when I stabbed a womb with plastic spoons
And now the planet’s doomed because this afternoon
I was pissing out the Sun’s flames with guns aimed at the Moon
Cats assume I’m cracking jokes but I ain’t laughing folks
I’d slash your throat for a pack of smokes if my ass is broke
Stashing coke and staying cool, I ain’t no nervous wreck
I earn respect, burning purple sess during urine tests
I flirt with certain death attacking for some fame and fortune
With some raging swordsmen torching who’s on stage performing
Take this chloroform and pour it on some fresh linen
Gag you, have your head spinning, tied up like the tenth inning
Bread winning, I sex women slapped and chaperoned
Take her in the back to bone and tape it on my camera phone
I have the throne, hard as granite stone
The illest rapper known inside New York’s catacombs
Underground cause that’s my home

[Chorus]

I think I lost my mind, I’m about to cross the line
Start a riot, kill a cop and just toss the nine
I’m hungry all the time, pain is all I find
Fuck my music, I’mma lose it, I don’t wanna rhyme

I think I lost my mind, I’m about to cross the line
Start a riot, kill a cop and just toss the nine
I’m hungry all the time, pain is all I find
Fuck my music, I’mma lose it, I don’t wanna rhyme

[Verse 2]

I was born to mom’s colon possessed by the ghost of Lamont Coleman
Now Sean’s flowing like hemoglobin through a hole in Ron Goldman
I’ll be slapping jaws, bitches I’ll be stabbing raw
Tapping more than a Jehovah’s Witness knocking at your door
Smashing whores, banging in the car like 808s
More semen than a Naval base, skeeting on their facial traits
Me and my labelmates don’t need to watch from Jacob’s place
To make a tape that takes and add devil’s horns to an angel face
Ain’t have to be amazed, I be up at CMJ
With bitches on their knees to pray swallowing my DNA
Drunk, chugging E&J, dodging pigs driving Fords
I see more holding cells than salesmen at Verizon stores
Iron core hard as nails, raised inside a garbage pail
Could’ve went to Harvard, Yale, or Princeton but chose to market sales
The end is near, I sense your fear cause me and Engineer
Guzzled Everclear and sabotaged the Western Hemisphere
They sent us here when I stepped in Hell with jezebels
Pressed the twelve and Heaven fell every time my record sells
I’ll be dead or left in jail before I’ll be the next to fail
Other cats don’t measure well like ounces on a metric scale
My train of thoughts pay the cost and never take a loss
Make you a decaying corpse and laugh through my day in court
Don’t play it off like I won’t run a razor straight across
Your throat till there’s tomato sauce spraying towards your neighbour’s porch

One of my favorite Diabolic songs, when he said burning purple cess during a urine test I was like
OP: nice choice on the selection, I was thinking of either that or Poison Penmanship when I saw this threads name

[dead prez]

I'm sure first time everyone heard Deck's verse on Triumph they were stunned, I still can't get over his blackout but he's known for killing features and tends to outshine others a lot.

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies
and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these
mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me
Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits
tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics
I inspect you, through the future see millenium
Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum
Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics
Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths
Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more
Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly
Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi
Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock
Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block


This one isn't that technically impressive, but first time I've heard Prodigy blackout my jaw dropped at his first few bars. Those were heavy, up until the "Guiness" line. I still play it at least five times a day (not even exaggerating).

Yo, the heavy metal king hold big shit, with spare clips
You seein clips when the mac spit your top got split
Layin dead with open eyes close his eyelids
Turn off his lights switch to darkness, cause deep in the abyss
Is street life, blood on my kicks, shit on my knife
Youse the wild child, kid cold turnin men into mice
I was born to take power leave my mark on this planet
The Phantom of Crime Rap, niggaz is left stranded
Shut down your operation, closed for business
Leave a foul taste in your mouth, like Guinness
POW niggaz is found MIA
We move like the special forces, green beret
Heavily around my throat, I don't play
Shit brand new, back in eighty-nine, the same way
The God P walk with a limp see, but simply
To simplify shit, no man can go against me
Test me you must be bent G, don't tempt me
I had this full clip for so long, it needs to empty
The reason why it full for so long, cause I don't waste shit
You properly hit, blood in your mouth, so you could taste it
Quiet as kept, I lay back and watch the world spin
I hear thugs, claimin that they gonna rob the Mobb
When they see us, I tell you what black, here's the issue
It's a package deal, you rob me, you take these missiles
Along with that, I ain't your average cat
Fuck rap, I'm tryin to make CREAM and that's that
Whatever it takes however it gots to go down
Four mikes on stage a motherfuckin four pound
Speakers leakin out sound and niggaz leakin on the ground
I could truely care less the God will get his
Regardless blow for blow let's find out who wear hardest
This rap artist used to be a stickup artist
Sometimes I test myself see if I still got it
A live nigga stay on point never diss
Regard shit or forget the essence, from which I emerged
P is sick, so save that bullshit for the burbs
Live up to my word, if I got beef, niggaz comin in herds
We flush through your click get purged

[KillahBee]

Jesus, that track posted in the OP is like a fucking novel

I'm glad One Be Loo - Rocketship was mentioned, I've played that so many times

I was going to post a verse by Andre 3K or Vast Aire but can't decide on one by either of them, so my mention is, Organized Konfusion - The Extinction Agenda (Pharoahe Monch's verse)

I'm the poetical poltergeist I heist tracks from the past
And return 'em to the present time in rhyme form
What was once dead is now resurrected on the record
And the physical words are mere residuals for my bidding
For my disposal to dispose of... who are you kidding
Nightfall, I stuff the rook, then I'm looking for
The original book which contains the words of god
Six hours until dawn, my quest to capture the queen
Without being seen by the pawns
Call me bishop, bishop takes rook, rook takes pawn
Pawn takes knight, knight takes queen
Queen takes the original king james virgin (check)
I'm surgin up when I'm emergin
False clergymen you're urgin me to call you a virgin
When to say the least
Who can you trust when a priest is now the beast?
(who? what? why? and when? )
I'm the assassinator of rap
Hit rip rhyme rap ritual hit you with my best shot
Get you sit you down, let you know I never get dropped
When I flip-flop hip-hop, when I wreck shop (nigga)
I move, with the finesse and the smoothness
Even inside of the grooves of a record, check it
Check it again, check it again, check it again
Check the metaphors, make sure they're making sense and then
Gimme one-hundred percent credit
Let it, medi-tate, in your brain, like a seda-tive
I said it and I bet it dwelve in your bloodstream.... let it live
The verses of curses that burst in the face of the first time offenders
In the realm of the extinction agenda

^ THATS how you spit proper metaphores, sounds much better than it looks

[BILI]

Some dope lyrics...post more people

@KillahBee...yeah RA is crazy

[BILI]

Some dope lyrics...post more people

@KillahBee...yeah RA is crazy

yo BILI, what's the name of the track u mentioned?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wsq4R-aYi1s

Best horrorcore track ever imo.And if you can get by their accent,you will find yourself a new favorite group,considering that you like Relapse.

[BILI]

HOLY FUCKIN SHIT!! THIS IS AMAZING

Horrocore Rap is my fav type of rap, and I can get past the accent with lyrics like these

Is this their only horrocore song? I hope they got more

lol

Names of their 2 albums are State Of Lunacy and Solitary Confinement.So what do you think?

Anyways...these are some of my favs:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYRXEdj5r4Q
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cvjZEQ2nP4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JaiG0U5W ... re=related

SOL>SC imo


You can find the lyrics here:
http://www.rhymeasylum.com/

[BILI]

defiently downloading one of these albums!!!

Which one includes the song in the OP?

SOL

[FreeSpeech]

See, none of the lyrics you all listed impress me. I mean, they do, but only in a technical sense. When it all comes down to it, they're just words pieced together. Yes they may have meaning, but you can tell they were primarily written to be technically impressive. The lines that impress me are the ones that come straight from the soul. That's why I became such a big Eminem fan.
Some verses/lines that give me chills:

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 and we can...

^Only lyrics that have brought tears to my eyes more than once.

We're going to mass today, we have to pray
Besides what the pastor say, I have to say
Since Pac passed away
Most you rappers don't even deserve a track from me
You see, if you ever wanted to ever be anything
There'd always be somebody that shoot down any dream
There'll always be haters, that's the way it is
Hater niggas marry hater bitches and have hater kids
But they're gonna have to take my life 'fore they take my drive
'cause when I was barely living, that's what kept me alive
Just the thought that maybe it could be better than what we at at this time
Make it out of this grind, 'fore I'm out of my mind
And get some lee way on the he say she say
You girl don't like me, how long has she been gay
Spanish girls say "No hable inglés"
And everybody want to run to me for their single
It's funny how these wack niggas need my help
Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself
Dog, If I was you, I wouldn't feel myself
Dog, If I was you, I'd kill myself
Made a mill myself, and I'm still myself
And I'ma look in the mirror if I need some help
Now I'll speak from the heart, you all fronting
Everybody feel a way about K but at least you all feel something

^Favorite Kanye verse of all time. "I'ma look in the mirror if I need some help." Maybe my favorite quote of all time...

[BILI]

RAs song gave me chills.

[dead prez]

That Mobb Deep verse I posted wasn't technically impressive at all, you actually have to hear it to judge it. And I'm not that impressed by verses that are supposed to be "personal" all the time.