Illest Hip-hop Punchlines

Craig Mack and BIG
Flava in ya ear

Niggas is mad I get more butt than ash trays,

mess a fair one, I get mines the fast way,
The ski mask way,

Ransom notes,
Far from handsome, but damn a nigga tote,
more guns than roses,
Foes is,
shaking in their boots,
Invisible bullies like The Gooch,
Disappear, vamoose, you're wack to me,
Take them rhymes back to the factory,
I see,
The gimmicks, the wack lyrics,
The shit is depressing, pathetic, please forget it,
You're mad cause my style you're admiring,
Don't be mad, UPS is hiring,
You shoulda been a cop, mess hip-hop,
With that freestyle you're bound to get shot,
Not from Houston but I rap-a-lot,
Pack the gat a lot,
The flav's bout to drop uhh,
CRAIG MACK'S VERSE

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH here comes the Mack!

Word up don't rap no crap you bore me,
Wanna grab my privates, too lazy, hold it for me,
I'm straight that great plus the heads straighten dreads,
I'm everlasting like the toe on Pro Keds,
A tech nine,
When I rhyme,
Plus I climb,
Word is bind,
You're album couldn't mess with one line,
It's been three years since you last hear,
But now I reappear your heart pumps fear,
To your gut,
Did your girl's butt,
I scraped it, shaped it, now she won't strut,
I smash teeth,
mess your beef,
No relief,
I step on stage girls scream like I'm Keith,
You won't be around next year,
My rap's too severe,
Kicking mad flava in ya ear,

'll have you looking at defeat(the feet) like your a foot doctor , papooose LMAO

u and I are real different, we don't share the same beliefs
fight in the ring or buy ringside seats
either you like beef or you like to spectate
give me gloves, and I'ma do it how the refs say
we touch em and we come out tussling
the ghetto is my garden of eden
so I keep bobbing and weaving
it's intense so I'm hardly breathing
KO, and the winner is NaS, that's how the scene ends.

----------NaS-- Film.


i think i'm about help u niggaz out and write a 'this is how u spit book'
rap for dummies, money take a quick look, i run shit nigga,this big crook.
i lay down the law and order, if u dont like it suck my D!ck Wolf.
who is privates Wolf?
he created Law and Order.

Crooked I- hiphop weekly # 34.




i need therapy , my minds' traumatized.
for 99 percent of my rhymes, i apologise
i graduated from the school of lyrical homicide
got my Rakim degree
i'm him modernized.

crooked I- hiphop weekely # 35.

Without your fingers in my toilet,You feelin my shit  ----------Mode9
My wordplay,Off the hook,Like a very lucky fish
To have a copy of my ish,is every disc jockey's wish----------Mode9
Step forward and sleep 4 ward in a hospital-------------------Mode9
I have no elastic limit,I won't yield(elasticity in Physics)-----Mode9

When i diss a-baba, its not Ethiopia, you gat intellect myopia,
Mode9

Seems lik u d only who knows dAvenchy. . . .googled and found a she on Myspace. . . ,  na im bdat? any link?

I manipulate the metaphysical power
To hold my breath for half an hour
Continuously breathin outward
You ain't an MC you a coward
I make wack rappers lose control of they bladders
And piss in they trousers. . . . . . .Canibus(Doomsday News)

. . .dealing with a young black male/ tryin to stack mail and then stay away from these packed jails/ I told the judge I'm in danger/ and thats why I had that .45 with one in the chamber/ - 2pac

I wasn't born mean I was pushed to treachery
I walk the streets looking for some pus' to fetch me
I'm like a veggie brainless turned to mush I'm edgy. . . .
Edgy enough to give Reggie Bush a wedgie.
If he don't give me Kim things could get messy
So pass that ass to me lemme squish the left cheek
And press against the right one till it's smooshed against me. . . . .(Eminem freestyle)

Dont hate me, hate me Nicky Barnes for hitting my mom
letting the condom pop, nigga i was born in a drop.


                                                            Bad boys- Shyne

“D.O.A.?” No!
T-Pain stays, old n-gga goes The game

And last but not least, peace to M.I.A., ’cause the Roc ’bout to be MIA. No one on the corner got a swagger like you, ’cause no one on the f*ckin’ corner is 42.  The game

am at war wit d devil mc/am milkin d game til it milks enough sheddar me/am hotter than f degree/u all get vaporized standin next to me by mode9~thats d thing           am stacking u little punks in a pile/most of u all couldnt freestyl b4 8mile by mode 9-thats d thing            [color=][/color]