Who The Greatest Multi Syllabe Rapping Rapper Ever

[ThomasJ]

juelz21, please tell me what bolded part from Mega's verse DOESN'T rhyme...

[Sam.]

Kool G Rap is super dope with them multies check his music out.

and Big daddy Kane .

[_Steven_]

Eminem - Uses them cohesively and very originally.
Diabolic - His structure and scheme is amazingly precise.
Kool G Rap - Sheer amount.
Big Pun - Sheer amount and diversity.

You really can't fuck with any of them ^.

Underdog: Any member of Rhyme Asylum. They don't overload their verses with them but

When the fists fly your face is the landing strip
Rock your boat and your teeth will abandon ship
On sulphuric acid trips
Catch my drift and get dragged under the mid Atlantic ridge

Every line is just creative as shit.

[ThomasJ]

When the fists fly your face is the landing strip
Rock your boat and your teeth will abandon ship
On sulphuric acid trips
Catch my drift and get dragged under the mid Atlantic ridge

"Catch my drift" also rhymes.

[juelz21]

juelz21, please tell me what bolded part from Mega's verse DOESN'T rhyme...

powerful picture
heart in my lyric how does this rhyme.

[dead prez]

I don't think some of you know how sick One Be Lo is, following is from his third verse on Rocketship

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

I might have missed some, so if you guys find any. His first two verses are way better btw.

[juelz21]

I don't think some of you know how sick One Be Lo is, following is from his third verse on Rocketship

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

I might have missed some, so if you guys find any. His first two verses are why better btw.

Yo it was midnight and rainy and, spotted these three Panamanians
Gold chains, and carryin Iranians-Pulled out to stain me and, these cats might try to flame me
and shit, might be hit sent from this b1tch n1gga Damien
Used to slang 'caine, back to back, up in this game we in
Went against the grain when he got banged in his cranium
Now he got cats all on my back, tryin to bang me and
from Peru, flew in a crew of evil, now shit is lethal
Drew the Eagle, blew about two
and made one of the two see-through, but I still see two
of his peoples, up in a Regal, and they got heat to equalshit that got put in Beenie Seagal, fuck these illegal
alien-asss n1ggaz out of the grass-Put extra clips upon the dash and continued to blast-Fire flashed, I left another one of em splashed kool g rap >> that one be lo sh1t u posted.

[_Steven_]

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

[dead prez]

I wasn't having a go, lol. But fine

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

This is good however, showing off who has the best multies.

[juelz21]

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

The bloodbath, three n1ggaz found dead on the ave-Went to a phone to hit my n1gga Big C, swiftlyYo dig the sh1t G, these n1ggaz tried to hit me-Yo meet me in about fifty, with Big Ash, be movin quickly-I'm about to hit D, put that motherfukker six feet
"Aiyyo what happened G?" N1ggaz on the ave was clappin at me[/b[b]-Bustin at me, tryin to put caps in my nappy"Yo as long as you made it kid I'm happy"
We still goin to where this cat be, with AK's all day-Called up my n1gga Jay, call the n1gga Damien for me okay?
Make it about 3:38, straight, this is what you say
"Aiyyo we fucked up, he got away"
If he play, I'ma split his toupee, we on our wayto this n1gga's office, with armed forces, he showin softness-and watchin, horses racin with other bossesPulled out the torch and, the n1gga saw the guns, got stunned
He probably got none, knowin he bout to catch a hot one-, Terrorizin the whole spot son, the phone rung-He acted like it was the wrong number, lookin all dumb-Hands on the glock spun, five minutes later, the shots rung
That n1gga got done, died with his hand on a cocked gun

[_Steven_]

Aiyyo I shatter dreams like Jordan, assault and batter your team
Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam & Eve from the garden
I'm carvin my initials on your forehead
So every night before bed you see the "BP" shine off the board head
Reverse that, I curse at the first wack nigga with the worst rap
cause he ain't worth jack
Hit him with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap
Make his whole body jerk back, watch the earth crack
hand him his purse back
I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull
Master the flow, niggaz be swearin I'm blacker than coal
Like Nat King, I be rappin and tounge's packin the one's
Magnums, cannons and gatling guns
It's Big Pun! The one and only son of Tony... Montana
You ain't promised manana in the rotten manzana
C'mon pana we be mob rhymers
Feel the marijuana, snake bite, anaconda
A man of honour wouldn't wanna try to match my persona
Sometimes rhymin I blow my own mind like Nirvana
Comma, and go the whole nine like Madonna
Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda grammar

[juelz21]

I wasn't having a go, lol. But fine

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

This is good however, showing off who has the best multies.

February 14 in '95, time about 4:45I'm coppin pies in a highriseDealin with sh1t like this you need five eyes, dinosaur sizeThese fuckin chi-chi's, have you covered with flies-Came in with two wiseguys, fuckin guns big as lifesize-Had a chick up on the bed and shit, with the nice thighs-Yo senorita, mamasita, wish to plead with boricua cliquaArriba, flashed the heat now
she started talkin, seconds later two Cubans walked in-Holdin packages of silver chalk and, shit ain't the raw and-became a war man, he put two in my man's internal organs-But for the poison, tryin to fuckin Freemen like Morgan-Two hit the floorin, with blood pourin, left em snorin-Their wigs tore in, layin all up against the door then
the n1gga spray, I caught a slug in my shoulder blade-My boulder grazed, I'm catchin flashbacks of older days-in the small caves, I'm dazed and shit
She goin to bed with the spray shit, tryin to lay shit
OK bitch, and fuck the gay shit, started to lay sh1t-and left the brave bitch wet, part of her neck and face hit

[_Steven_]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZKo7uG4i-Y

Tells a story with consistent multies

[dead prez]

Following is Shad's verse from I get down

Big ups to 91.5 live from cold k-dub
Just reminding all my guys in the world to stay up
Never had to spray slugs so I dont play thug
Or try to fit with the killers like O.J.s glove
Still cats love to see me like their own pay stubs
Out to create buzz
know that s.k. can shake clubs
like car thieves or golfers
crazy compulsive
cold killer so ill
Im giving competition ulcers
Fierce frenetic poetic pierce the pathetic plagues
My powerful prophetic poetics penetrate
This renegade relic raps rugged and demonstrates
How to scoop honnies with nothing but that angelic face
Aesthetic-based waste get shredded, I set it straight
For the hapless half-wit homies that hesitate
The hellagreat, elevated skills you celebrate
Practice??? Kid ive been this ill since seventh-grade
I dedicate this to my sis and the crew
Thanks for coming out but the competition is through

I might have missed a lot, but damn you actually have to hear him deliver it.

[dead prez]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZKo7uG4i-Y

Tells a story with consistent multies

Not to shit on Diabolic but G rap does a lot as well.