Who da Bleep is canibus?
I'd be ashamed if i was a fan.

Those dat cheat us try to beat us
but we got hookers wit heaters that'll stray pop and put more shells in ur top than adidas.
- kool g rap-fastlife.


My tec blow straight off d roof and test ur respect though.
But dough dont respect me,it got me handcuffed.
-nas- fast life.

You dont want to beef me, I will put you on a diet-Lil Wayne

, can make em niggas so flattered and they don't kno when they are tattered, and when they come around us they lose their focus, DAREquam , (letter to the darklord<sauron>) unreleased.

, can make em niggas so flattered and they don't kno when they are tattered, and when they come around us they lose their focus, DAREquam , (letter to the darklord<sauron>) unreleased.

, can make em niggas so flattered and they don't kno when they are tattered, and when they come around us they lose their focus, DAREquam , (letter to the darklord<sauron>) unreleased.

Swallow my words, taste my thoughts and if you don't like them, spit them back at me -  3 peat by LiL Wayne.

bgees:

Who da Bleep is canibus?
I'd be ashamed if i was a fan.

Never mind, bgees. They're forgetting that the art of rap ain't all about punchlines. That's one good lesson I've learnt from Canibus' 'success' story . Pac may not roll out many punchlines, but his delivery of those lines do what they're meant for - they punch. I mean, when dude's riding on his enemies, you need no understanding of science, aliens and metaphysics to decipher what dude's on. He's one of those few rappers who don't get me bored even when they rap without a chorus. I don't get tired of him repeatedly rhyming words like "thug nigga/drug dealer" or "enemies/memories" in any track. . .

Anyways, the topic's 'bout punchlines so their moment of glory is here. Let them enjoy their 5 minutes of 'Canibus hitch-hiking'

Dedicated to all Canibus lovers :


What I talk on the mic make them call on Christ

- Canibus (Punchlines)


Canibus is the type who'll fight for mics
Beatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to life
When you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts
if the signal was strong enough, and then I'll call your bluff
like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?" I think I'll go on
for more Milleniums than Mazda's got on the car lot
And there's nowhere to run ta, when I confront ya
Nigga, I call your bluff like you had a phone number

- Canibus (Verse on LL Cool J's '4321')



Big L:

If you battle L you picked the wrong head
I smash mics like cornbread, you can't kill me I was born dead

Battles, I lose none, I make crews run
I got 10 fingers but only use one

- Big L (Put It On)


You know nuttin about L, so don't doubt L
What's this motherfuckin rap game without L?
Yo, that's like jewels without ice
That's like china without rice
or the Holy Bible without Christ
or the Bulls without Mike
or crackheads without pipes
The Village without dykes
or hockey games without fights
Don't touch the mic if you unable to spit

- Big L (The Big Picture)



And now, Pac (that you love to hate):

To all the motherfucker's speaking down on me this is the night
Why's everybody caught up in Pac's life?

It's why u frontin like u billy bad ass n***a u scary
I been knowin you for years/we was high school peers
In junior high/I was itchin to kill and you was 'Ready To Die'

- 2pac (Pac's Life)

Niggas talk a lot of shit but that's after I'm gone cause they fear me in a physical form

Say my name three times like Candyman
Bet I roll on your ass like an avalanche

Niggas bustin' shots like they lost their mind
Like twenty-five to life never crossed their mind

- 2pac (Troublesome '96)

Your fans become mine when we do one jam
I'm like an air conditioner, I make you lose your fans

- Papoose (You Ain't Nice)


If you go platinum, it's got nothing to do with luck
It just means a million people are stupid as f**k

- Immortal Technique (Industrial Revolution)

I'm the Best of Both Worlds
Without the hidden camera and the 12 year old girl

- Immortal Technique (Obnoxious)

I've been around since the planet was inhabitable
I spit in the ocean and created microscopic animals
Which evolved into two species, the righteous and the cannibals
But until then, I had alien women suck me off
When God said "Let there be light", I turned it the f*ck off
And that's the reason earth is only 5 billion years old
I made the sun shine, and permitted time to unfold
The surface was lava, but when I stepped down, it became cold

- Immortal Technique (Creation & Destruction) ^{*now that's some blasphemy up there*}


N****s is mad I get more butt than ashtrays

- Biggie (Flava In Ya Ear)

I make your naughty woman crew poo stools
I put a pistol in your mouth and pull, then I feed you to the pit-bulls
Don't even talk about guns
The only nine you got, is a five dollar bill and four ones . . . . . . . .Canibus(Patriot)


Squeeze with the index,
Spray like a bottle of Windex
Bullets buzzing by your head like insects
From your head to your mid-sec
And I ain’t even shoot you in your legs,
Or your limbs, or your [b]d[/b]ick yet. . . . . .Canibus(Life Liquid)

You can’t get your groove back,
So don’t even bother asking Angela Bassett
You’ll just get your arse kicked,
Get your head chopped off, and dropped in a basket. . . . . .Canibus(Die Slow)

If I had half as many bars in gold,
As I had in lyrics when I flowed
I’d be the richest man on the globe
Niggas want to know, ‘Is Canibus gold?’
That’s a silly arse question, motha fucker, is Canada cold?. . . . . . . . . . . . .Canibus(Doomsday News)

Bamsyle, the title of the thread says "illest hiphop punchlines", not "best rapper of all time".


Immortal Technique is a good revolutionary rapper and great storyteller, but his punchlines are crude, uncouth, poorly structured and poorly thought out. Please don't mention his lines when we discuss great rap punchlines.

Hmm. . . do I take your post to mean Pac's the "best rapper of all time"? ^{*I didn't say that, plus some guys in here might hang you for that*}

On your take on Immortal Technique - you forgot to add IMO (In My Opinion) to what you said there. Some dudes won't agree with that. . .

I have never even listened to any 2Pac album in my life. Serious.

There is no best, I don't even have a favourite. . . . everyone just like who you like and enjoy your life.

Canibus would not even make my top 5, although he was in my top 3 in the late 90's.

Nowadays, I don't even listen to rap except for cats like Masta Ace and Cee-Lo Green. My rowdy days are over, you could say.

Out of Big Pun, Masta Ace, Crooked I, Saigon, Big L, Ludacris - someone from here would be my G.O.A.T. I don't even know.

Sometime last year. . . . .I had to dig the crates to listen more to the hip hop albums released between 1993 and 2003
I was doing this to test Nas' "Hip-Hop is Dead" theory and i can tell u Nas has got a point.
In over 40 rap albums i revisited, Big Pun and Canibus stood out like balls of fire.
While many rap heads were attracted to Pac/Big beef. . . . .A lot of good albums were released unnoticed and most cats won't know until they really sit down and review this era. For instance, Capital Punishment!!!

On "Deep Cover, Pun spat. . .

Dead in the middle of Little Italy
little did we know that we riddled
some middleman who didn't do diddily

@Ibime

I feel you . . .

But hey, homie - you've never listened to any Pac album? Even out of curiosity?

You should be the real Weird MC dude. . .


More punchlines:

Life's not a b***h, Life is a beautiful woman
You only call her a b***h cause she won't let you get that p***y
Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests
Or maybe you're just an asshole who couldn't sweet talk the princess

- Aesop Rock (Daylight)


Murderous verses, motherf*****s won't even make it to the chorus
They'll find you AND your b***h buried in the Angeles National Forest
Anything you can do, I heard it done before, better
but I can do you in thirty-six positions
Enter you like the Wu-Tang debut, now who remain true to the game?
Damn shame it wasn't you
Fools lay claim to fly rhymes, but I terrorize airlines
My mind's a porcelain glock seven, slippin through the metal detectors
Ready to wet'cha like baptism, it's rap pugilism

Let's play a friendly game of who can ruin whose career
I'm a Killafornia b-boy, you like one of Heavy D 'Boyz'
Got niggaz fallin off the stage like they was Trouble T-Roy

- Rass Kass (If/Then)


Niggaz know it's about that time without a Schoolly D 'Gucci'
I pop that p***y-ass rap and leave it up to Luke to 'Pop the Coochie'
Truly a wretched steelo -- kept you 'Under Siege' like Seagal
Cause I housed more niggaz than that gay named RuPaul
Y'all suffer the consequences
I dispense dope sentences without a prescription

- Rass Kass (Etc)


At exactly which point do you start to realize
That life without knowledge is death in disguise?

- Talib Kweli (K.O.S Determination)


I flash brilliance in the form of truth and make Albert Einstein throw me Madi Gras beads

- Vakill (Move The Crowd)


The crown is still mine cause I drop ill rhymes
A lot of rappers talk that murder sh*t and couldn't kill time

- Big L (Let 'Em Have It L)


Check the print, it's where veterans spark the letterings
Slow moving MCs is waitin for the editin

- GZA (Duel Of The Iron Mic)

Guys! Never heard of this canibal of a guy untill here in NL, i've got to google his lyrics

I break an MC off proper, yo don't check me
Ask your Moms and Pops, yo they respect me
But here you stand, tryin' to get yours, but gettin' nuttin'
You probably can't spell "Boogie Down" or "Productions"

- KRS One (Mad Crew)


Who am I? The incorrigible lyrical miracle is horrible yet hysterical the way I'll embarass you

- Young Roscoe (I Call Shots)


Truth brings light, light refracts off the mirror, visions of yourself and error could never be clearer
The truth is that you ugly, not on the outside, but in the inside, on the outside you frontin you lovely

- Pharoahe Monche (The Truth)


. . . This is how it's gotta be, as far as I can see
Maybe you should grab a telescope to see my view it's like astronomy

- Tekniq (Reality Check)


Birds flying upside down over your head because you aint worth sh*ttin' on

- Chino XL (Chino XL)


You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldnt go out with a bang

You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their fingers

I shout with a slang as simple as the ABC's, skip over the D's and rock the microphone with ease

- Eminem (313)


^{*Just a quote*}

I start thinking, how many souls hip-hop has affected
How many dead folks this art resurrected

- Common (Sixth Sense)

darequam:

Guys! Never heard of this canibal of a guy untill here in NL, i've got to google his lyrics

Go and buy all his albums.

Reading his lyrics is not as powerful as hearing him spit these verses.
His way with words is an absolute masterclass.

Some of his madness on the track "Horsementality"

I kick a verse with six-hundred and sixty-six megahertz
Make lightning flash across the sky, every time I curse
Six-hundred and sixty-six flashes, give out six-hundred and sixty-six lashes
To the backs of six-hundred and sixty-six masters of ceremony has-beens
Put a crown of thorns on whoever the king of rap is
If he’s a Catholic, I’ll nail him to a crucifix
Then I beat him ‘til he’s blackish-blueish
Then perform acupuncture with six-hundred and sixty-six toothpicks
Beat him with two-whips, with pieces of broken glass glued to it
Your whole crew gets bayed and neutered
As soon as I aim and shoot at you get sprayed with bullets
Your armored cars and your Kevlar vests is useless
I’ma f[/b]uck all of you pussies like group-sex
You get [b]six-hundred and sixty-six years imprisonment

I never listened to Pac's album, honestly. Of course, I heard most of his tunes on the radio or just around the way. But I never went and bought his album and sat down to listen to it. By the time I was in a position to buy CD's, I was already listening to Nas, and my taste in HipHop was already formed - and Pac didn't fit into that taste. I did buy his "Live and die in LA single though".

Speaking of the weird mc. . . . Aesop Rock. . . . WTF?

Young Roscoe? . . . you know that Kurupt album is one of the illest albums of all time. . . . that was where I fell in love with Crooked I when he said "I uppercut niggas hard enough to break my own knuckle."

I think Killah Priest was one of the illest emcees to ever touch the mic. . . .his verse from Atoms to Adams off his first album sticks with me to this day. . . . this was before Pharoahe Monch and Canibus even thought of the idea. . .



4 grain worn, baptism of form, avoid the vast
my space avoids, again between the asteroids
for Atlanta upon the planet, lucky bandit, lost and stranded
I became a force that demanded, life force took flight
like one course of the night, search many source of life
light was, an overledge coming from the edge of the universe
it passed the moon, to the earth, then from the womb to nurse
but it likes the Membrants, how I can from a distance
to an instinct, resistance was 5 senses
the quest from man repentance, while
others cry to exercise my third eye by hearing lullaby
then I magnify inside, became intelligent and wise
transform from the celestial, shot through a sexual
terristical, testicle vessel, small as a decimal where I nestle
nine months later, special delivery, the Killah P-R-I-E-S-T
from them pheotus to the cleavage, from atoms to adams
from atoms to adams, from atoms to adams

@Ibime

I never listened to Pac's album, honestly. Of course, I heard most of his tunes on the radio or just around the way. But I never went and bought his album and sat down to listen to it. By the time I was in a position to buy CD's, I was already listening to Nas, and my taste in HipHop was already formed - and Pac didn't fit into that taste. I did buy his "Live and die in LA single though".

Aiight homie, I kinda feel you, I'm cool with that. But I maintain you the real Weird MC. Next time I see Weird MC/Shola, I'll tell her: "Beware of Ibime"


You're on point 'bout Killah Priest.

Speaking of the weird mc. . . . Aesop Rock. . . . WTF?

I thought we agreed it's all about punchlines and not rappers?

Ever heard of the Bible verse that goes sumn like "Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou hast ordained strength" . . .

Ibime:

I have never even listened to any 2Pac album in my life. Serious.

There is no best, I don't even have a favourite. . . . everyone just like who you like and enjoy your life.

Canibus would not even make my top 5, although he was in my top 3 in the late 90's.

Nowadays, I don't even listen to rap except for cats like Masta Ace and Cee-Lo Green. My rowdy days are over, you could say.

Out of Big Pun, Masta Ace, Crooked I, Saigon, Big L, Ludacris - someone from here would be my G.O.A.T. I don't even know.

Impressive!! Best of cold chilling was definitely a collector's item and Cee-Lo Green is the shit too!

~Sauron~:

Go and buy all his albums.

[/i]

u surely want to waste his money.

Don't bother buying Canibus albums. . . . just the first two and all his freestyles. . . . you will be very dissapointed with the production from his third album onward. . . .although Rip the Jacker has some ill poetry, but sonically, it is a letdown

A-40:

Impressive!! Best of cold chilling was definitely a collector's item and Cee-Lo Green is the shit too!

Cold Chilling?. . . . hell naw!. . . . I'm talking modern Masta Ace, not old school Masta Ace. . . . albums like Disposable Arts and Long Hot Summer are classic. . . . if you want some feel-good HipHop with good melodies, crisp delivery and witty commentary, Masta Ace is the one to turn to. . . .

Here are his song "Unfriendly Game" off his Disposable Arts album. . . .


http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=LnF0_m8wcHA


I'm about to take this beat, and teach you 'bout the agony of defeat
in this football game in the street
And no it ain't two hand touch, it's rough tackle
When niggas ball on your block, and they buss at you
The fields' full of players, and they all tryin' to score
The whole team sits on the bench in the down pour
'Cause no matter the weather, the game don't stop
Competin with other teams, to reign on top
Your offense/ gotta be cats with no conscience
No nonsense/ niggas, with no options
That know how to carry that rock
make the hand-off, and run off the block
It's hard to get first down, when your new in this rough town
You sell a pound. . . . its a TOUCHDOWN!
And niggas see the pigskin? They blast cops
Some federal agents dressed as mascots
Niggas hold weight, but it's not for liftin'
The only white lines is the ones niggas sniffin'
I know it sounds a bit different, the only quarter is a quarter key
if that ain't a penalty, it oughta be
And the concession stand is so sick
Servin' you the cat, rat and dog on a stick
But if you ask why somebody got slain
Yo, it's just an unfriendly game

[Chorus: Masta Ace, Strick, ]
The game don't stop, cats keep playin'
Some got hit hard and wound up layin'
out in the field but the fans keep payin'
Understand what I'm sayin'?
It's just an Unfriendly Game


[Strick]
Yo, aiyyo it's Monday night, we on some watch the game shit
But I can go outside and still see the same shit
'Cause look, there's a bunch of niggas in a huddle (look)
Looks like they callin' the play, come in kids, don't be all in the way
'Cause that's Pookie, he the fuckin' quarterback
'Cause he like to use the shotgun, if he don't I know he got one
And that's Budda, he the fuckin' runnin' back
'Cause he always say he gon' quit. . . . and he always wind up runnin' back
The rest of them? I'll just say they play the line
'Cause they like to protect Pookie, and Pookie make them stay in line
And if they make a wrong move they penalized
Not by the referee. . . . but by Pookie brother Jeffery
And Jeff don't touch shit, he sit and watch (yup)
oversees the whole block, from his own private luxury box
He's the one that makes the deals happen
Smokin' big cigars, while his stars are in the field scrappin'
But tonight the line of scrimmage got penetrated
The block got raided, and everybody got traded
Now they wearin' stripes in a pen, guess that's how the game go
Nigga you don't know? Highlights at 10

(Chorus again)

This old joint just came to my mind - "Got My Mind Made Up" (2pac feat. Daz, Kurupt, Method Man & Redman). OMG, that's an awesome track. Beat is dope, delivery sick, flows ill, punchlines crazy. Err'time I remember that joint, I go ill! Makes me want to scream - "This is how rap should be done!!!"

Excerpts:

[Verse One: Daz]
You find an MC like me who's strong
Leavin motherf****rs aborted, with no verbal support
And when I command the microphone I gets deadly as Kahn though
With a bear and a snake and a panda, I'm on those
Who can withstand, the mo' power I gain
and make it possible for me to drop a few to wreck ya brain . . .

[Verse Two: 2pac]
So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like orientation
So you can be more familiar with tha nigga you facin
We must be based on nothin better than communication
Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stations
. . .I'm bustin and makin motherf*****s panic
. . .My lyrics motivate the planet
It's similar to Rhythm Nation but thugged out, forgive me Janet
Who's in control I'm acvtivatin yo souls
You know, the way the games get controlled . . .

[Verse Three: Kurupt]
Well I comes through with two packs
of the bomb prophylaks for protection
So my f****n' sac won't collapse
Cause nowadays, sh*t's evading the x-rays
Sending young motherf*****s to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
Electryfing like thunder, I'm just too much
. . .There's no escape, nah I ain't blastin
I use my mental to assassinate assassin's for those askin
. . . You best believe, to MC's I'm the deadliest disease
My thoughts rip ya throat and make it hard to breathe
Ya whole camp's under seige, and I'm Jason Vorhees
. . .Ya already have an idea about tha superior sphere
The greater rhyme creator on both sides of tha equator
I rock from here to there, to Philly and back
To LA on the spot where I rock and bust like straps. . .

[Verse Four: Method Man]
F**k you losers, while you fake jacks I makes manoeuvres
like Hitler, stickin up Jews wit German lugers
. . . Man I stay on point like icicles
Now who want to test Tical then touch Tical. . .

[Verse Five: Redman]
Aiyyo, lyrical gat spittin tha criminal tactics
. . .Let's face it, there's no replacement
Taste this, mad underground basement, sh*t I'm laced with
Avalanche on ya whole camp when I'm splifted
. . .Got the clear spot from tha rear block
to bust til every nigga here drop, men I fear not
Hold ya nose and blow out til ya ears pop
. . .With, this underground cannabis
I'm dangerous like John the bomb analyst
. . .Lick off a shot and hit ya fam by mistake
So I erase the whole front row at the wake. . .

@ Ibime,

RIP The Jacker was Canibus' best album by a country mile.

Have u forgotten what he said on 2000 B.C.His sophomore album)??

If I'm Handcuffed With The Right To Remain Silent For It
I'ma Blow Trial And Do The Federal Time For It
You Mad At The Last Album, I Apologise For It,
Yo, I Can't Call It, Motherfuckin' Wyclef Spoiled It

Listen to Levitibus[Rip The Jacker CD]. . . . . .ma favourite Canibus track blessed by STOUPE's clever beats.
The only flaw in Bis' albums are the poor production but Stoupe "The enemy of mankind" nailed this album and it is neck n neck with Nas' 'Illmatic".
Follow the lyrics and peep into this guy's scientific mind.
2Pac wouldn't have been able to cope.

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Never knew Canibus existed until i read the 2 last pages of this thread!
**shakes**

i just dey start my journey into hip hop! lol!

I know NADA!!!

lalaboi:

Never knew Canibus existed until i read the 2 last pages of this thread!
**shakes**

i just dey start my journey into hip hop! lol!

I know NADA!!!

U never knew Canibus existed??
That is what happens when some rappers are not in the mainstream.
Canibus is the illest.

Personally lloyd banks is my favorite PLK(Punch line king)

Here is a few:

: Don't talk shit to the star bro,
I'll have more niggaz leaning over your whip than a car show

: you a hater?join the club, shit the line around the block

: Over twenty hoes that do what I say so,
Fight ova me like them bitches on the Flava Flav show

: Even my father knows where the revolver goes
I bring the beef to ya front door like Dominos
And my diamonds froze that means my time froze
Be in the club from when it’s poppin’ ‘til the time it close

:If that's your man warn him 'Cause there's enough bullets in here to hit every NBA patch on him

:So I'm blowin on that wet doe, same color as Gecko
We follow hood codes and everybody in the set know
We gas 'em, Bleep 'em and pass 'em, what you expect ho?

:Keep your circle official, watch them niggaz thats with you (why)
Outsiders'll get you, hot shit in your tissue (sue)
All i need is my figures, i aint stressin' no hoes (uh)
Ridin' round with my niggaz, hand crushin' that 'Dro
Fiddy made me a star, now they know who we are
Album top of the charts, your condo is my car (Ha)
Income is my chain. stash box is my watch (huh)
You fairly new in the game, i ain't passin' the rock (na uh)
All i been sensin' is hate, ever since i been straight
because they stuck in the hood, hand crumbs in their plate (Ha)
And i'm strappin' the nine, in case they want to combine
Gather up on a nigga, i ain't rappin' in line
Keep your eye on your money, stop eyeballin' mine
Drop sumthin' every year, flop all of the time
Stop makin' your records, i ain't answerin' shit
Why don't you get off my privates,  Bitch!

:Even though I got the yacht in the million dollar boat
Superman armor on the '69 drop
0ut of every 70 rappers 69 flop
I blowed a buck in the corner, just to get the feel
My head light smooth when I move the steering wheel
I ain't running from nothing, it's top dollar to chill
I pop bottles for real, with pop artists that kill
I move 2 mill, my backyard is a field
I ain't tough for the tube, I'll smack yall for real
Go 'head hate on me now, you'll miss a nigga later
I'm hood like bulletholes and pissy elevators
I went from playing the same block to Bangkok
So I can get money between raindrops
And my piece so heavy I pop a chain a week
And get so much pussy I can't sleep

:I conversate with killers it's usually about life
politic with lawness it's usually about white
I'm the poster child of violence
I'm the boy on the poster
when the shots start to rang out, I'm the boy with the toaster

:Diamond after diamond, and I climbed up out the bottom
So holla if it's a problem, I got 'em just like you got 'em
I'm stylin; they grillin cause my whip can buy a skyscraper
Roll down the windows stick my hand out, "Hi hater!"

:You see a lot of bling on stage, it's probably mine
I got 4 rings on me like an Audi-sign

:I'm layed back comfortably
None these niggas could mess with me
Actually some these niggas my sons I got custody
Misery loves company
But all my money come to me
Keep that on the humbaly
You don't believe come and see
Niggas ain't fucking with him they Bleep with me
Semi auto holo flow who the Bleep stopping me
I start the car without the key
I got the key without my L
The only L I got, got kush in it don't even smell

got a couple more to post later
N.B
Big L got some sick lines as well

@Ibime
If i didn't know better i would have called that verse a NFL commentary maybe he was watching ESPN or something
Best of Cold Chilling was aight in my opinion! Me and the Biz ft Biz Markie was a sick tune

more lies than truth definatly more rumors than reality
only way you beatin a body is a technicality
other than that catch em and clinton on a gallery

and they still doin coward sht
you know the haters gonna always be heavy but the love overpowers it
somethin in the air but the older they get,
they kill you quicker over a girl than over a brick,
we dont play with the lizards, we make phrases up and say I'm exquisite,
anytime u can pay us a visit
0------------------------------jadakiss- welcome to D-block.