Killin y'all niggaz on that lyrical shit
Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push Miracle Whips
Kanye West - Last Call
I'm on a Mission, that niggaz say is Impossible
But when I swing my swords they all choppable
I be the body dropper, the heartbeat stopper
Child educator, plus head amputator
Cause niggaz styles are old like Mark 5 sneakers
Lyrics are weak, like clock radio speakers
GZA - Liquid Swords
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
Wu-Tang - Triumph
Allow me to break down the game
behind the bracelets, earrings, chains, watches and rings
The bling, the crystal incrusted, princess flooded
canary studded, blue colored and blood stained
Yeah, the older brother of the drug game
the giver of fame, the take awayer of lame
The empowerer of the kings that came with claims and disease
to leave where the native peoples were staying
Believe, my engagement ring received
And flossed at the cost of a bondage child minus pain
Long ago kings use to wear them in their armor when they fought other armies
Because it use to scare them
If you wasn't rich, couldn't wear them
Witches use to marry them
They'll shoot you before they share them
The gift and the curse, the venom and the serum
Most hated lady's best friend, get murked for a cerium
Lupe Fiasco - Conflict Diamonds
Aight, okay, I'm above and beyond hot, my measurement in watts
Time rate and flow of energy ain't never gon' stop
Pressure's on, I won't pop, microphone I won't drop
Gemstones niggas cop ain't shit if I ain't in the spot
It's the Orion of the Hop, the new star of the Hip
I shine a light for the future so my presence a gift
It's evident I'm heaven scent with Thomas Edison elements
Reverence for what I represent to show my benevolence
This is Philly, I'm repping for the art of the city
Came from South West Atlanta, gave my heart to the city
where slugs fly, thugs cry, cause every part of it's gritty
Niggas shooting up the club like they partied with Diddy
You get the diggy, I flick my incandescence to fluorescence
and in essence, I can burn with joules of energy per second
I put 'em onto lessons while I'm smoking on the blessing
The switch hitter like Pete Rose right of possession, right on!
The Roots - Right on
I know most of these aren't one-liners, but they're awesome regardless
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