Best verse on Protect Ya Neck

FatbackFatback 6,746 Posts
edited March 2006 in Strut Central
Following on the Wu solo thread. I was wondering what people thought about this one...[Inspector Deck]I smoke on the mic like smokin Joe FrazierThe hell raiser, raisin hell with the flavorTerrorize the jam like troops in PakistanSwingin through your town like your neighborhood SpidermanSo uhh, tic toc and keep tickinWhile I get ya flippin off the shit I'm kickinThe Lone Ranger, code red, danger!Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apartThe vandal, too hot to handleYa battle, you're sayin Goodbye like Tevin CampbellRoughneck, Inspector Deck's on the setThe rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal[Raekwon]The way I make the crowd go wild, sit back relax won't smileRae got it goin on pal, call me the rap assassinatorRhymes rugged and built like SchwarzeneggerAnd I'ma get mad deep like a threat, blow up your projectThen take all your assetsCause I came to shake the frame in half With the thoughts that bomb, shit like math!So if ya wanna try to flip go flip on the next manCause I grab the clip andHit ya with sixteen shots and more I gotGoin to war with the meltin pot hot[Method]It's the Method Man for short Mr. MethMovin on your left, aah!And set it off, get it off, let it off like a gatI wanna break full, cock me backSmall change, they puttin shame in the gameI take aim and blow that nigga out the frameAnd like Fame!!, my style'll live foreverNiggaz crossin over, but they don't know no betterBut I do, true, can I get a "sue"Nuff respect due to the one-six-oohI mean ohh, yo check out the flowlike the Hudson or PCP when I'm dustinNiggaz off because I'm hot like sauceThe smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me *cough*[U-God]Ooh, what, grab my nut get screwedOww, here comes my Shaolin styleSloop-B and my b-boy's Uto my crew with the "suuue"[Ol Dirty Bastard]First things first man you're fuckin with the worstI'll be stickin pins in your head like a fuckin nurseI'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mackCome fully packed with a fat rugged stackShame on you when you stepped through toThe Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn ZooAnd I'll be damned if I let any manCome to my center, you enter, the winterStraight up and down that shit packed jamYou can't slam, don't let me get fool on him manThe Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkinAson, Unique rollin with the night of the creepsNiggaz be rollin with a stash ain't sayin cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin ass![Ghostface Killah]For cryin out loud my style is wild so book meNot long is how long that this rhyme took meEjectin, styles from my lethal weaponMy pen that rocks from here to OregonHere's Mordigan, catch it like a psycho flashbackI love gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust backI come with shit that's all types of shapes and soundsAnd where I lounge is my stompin groundsI give a order to my peeps across the waterTo go and snatch up props all around the borderAnd get far like a shootin starCause who I are, is dim in the light of Pablo EscobarPoint blank as I kick the square biz There it is you're fuckin with pros and there it goes[RZA]Yo chill with the feedback black we don't need thatIt's ten o'clock hoe, where the fuck's your seed atFeelin mad hostile, ran the apostleFlowin like Christ when I speaks the gospelStroll with the holy roll then attack the globe with the buckus stylethe ruckus, ten times ten men committin mad sinTurn the other cheek and I'll break your fuckin chinSlayin boom-bangs like African drums (we'll be)Comin around the mountain when I comeCrazy flamboyant for the rap enjoymentMy clan increase like black unemploymentYeah, another one dare, G-Gka-GeniusTake us the fuck outta here[Genius]The Wu is too slammin for these Cold Killin labelsSome ain't had hits since I seen Aunt MabelBe doin artists in like Cain did Abel Now they money's gettin stuck to the gum under the tableThat's what ya get when ya misuse what I inventYour empire falls and ya lose every centFor tryin to blow up a scrubNow that thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulbShould of pumped it when I rocked itNiggaz so stingy they got short arms and deep pocketsThis goes on in some companiesWith majors they're scared to death to pump theseFirst of all, who's your A&RA mountain climber who plays an electric guitarBut he don't know the meaning of dopeWhen he's lookin for a suit and tie rapthat's cleaner than a bar of soapAnd I'm the dirtiest thing in sightMatter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight[*sounds of fighting*]
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  • FatbackFatback 6,746 Posts
    Oh, my vote is for Ghostface.


  • SwayzeSwayze 14,705 Posts
    [Ol Dirty Bastard]
    First things first man you're fuckin with the worst
    I'll be stickin pins in your head like a fuckin nurse
    I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack
    Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack
    Shame on you when you stepped through to
    The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo
    And I'll be damned if I let any man
    Come to my center, you enter, the winter
    Straight up and down that shit packed jam
    You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man
    The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkin
    Ason, Unique rollin with the night of the creeps
    Niggaz be rollin with a stash
    ain't sayin cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin ass!

  • bassiebassie 11,710 Posts
    the sounds of fighting verse!

    haha.

    GZA - flow and words.

  • crossingscrossings 946 Posts
    U-GOD!!!!














    nah... i'm gonna go with the rebel INS on this one.

  • DORDOR Two Ron Toe 9,903 Posts
    I like Ghost on the whole deal. But don't front on Deck...


    "Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan
    Swingin through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman"

  • FatbackFatback 6,746 Posts
    That would be my very close second (ODB). But Ghostface takes it for his flow IMO.

  • CousinLarryCousinLarry 4,618 Posts
    GZA kills that shit, but its a close call.

  • Big_ChanBig_Chan 5,088 Posts
    [Genius]
    The Wu is too slammin for these Cold Killin labels
    Some ain't had hits since I seen Aunt Mabel
    Be doin artists in like Cain did Abel
    Now they money's gettin stuck to the gum under the table
    That's what ya get when ya misuse what I invent
    Your empire falls and ya lose every cent
    For tryin to blow up a scrub
    Now that thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulb
    Should of pumped it when I rocked it
    Niggaz so stingy they got short arms and deep pockets
    This goes on in some companies
    With majors they're scared to death to pump these
    First of all, who's your A&R
    A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar
    But he don't know the meaning of dope
    When he's lookin for a suit and tie rap
    that's cleaner than a bar of soap
    And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight
    Matter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight

  • [Ol Dirty Bastard]
    First things first man you're fuckin with the worst
    I'll be stickin pins in your head like a fuckin nurse
    I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack
    Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack
    Shame on you when you stepped through to
    The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo
    And I'll be damned if I let any man
    Come to my center, you enter, the winter
    Straight up and down that shit packed jam
    You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man
    The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkin
    Ason, Unique rollin with the night of the creeps
    Niggaz be rollin with a stash
    ain't sayin cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin ass!

  • rootlesscosmorootlesscosmo 12,848 Posts
    [Ol Dirty Bastard]
    First things first man you're fuckin with the worst
    I'll be stickin pins in your head like a fuckin nurse
    I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack
    Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack
    Shame on you when you stepped through to
    The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo
    And I'll be damned if I let any man
    Come to my center, you enter, the winter
    Straight up and down that shit packed jam
    You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man
    The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkin
    Ason, Unique rollin with the night of the creeps
    Niggaz be rollin with a stash
    ain't sayin cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin ass!


    the clean edit sounds even doper than the dirty on that verse.

  • SwayzeSwayze 14,705 Posts
    GZA is the most technical, but the verse is completely devoid of personality. I think this is what keeps a lot of really good cats down. Rapper dudes don't recognize the need for personality.

    Ghostface achieves a good balance of both, but not really on this cut.

  • FatbackFatback 6,746 Posts
    I think the last lines in the GZA verse are weaksauce and ruin an otherwise perfect verse closing out one of the the best singles evar:

    This goes on in some companies
    With majors they're scared to death to pump these
    First of all, who's your A&R
    A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar
    But he don't know the meaning of dope
    When he's lookin for a suit and tie rap
    that's cleaner than a bar of soap
    And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight
    Matter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight

  • HarveyCanalHarveyCanal "a distraction from my main thesis." 13,234 Posts
    Tie between Deck and Ghost.

  • Deck sets it off.....nobody else could touch his verse on that joint.

    Gotta love Ghostfaces verse though......for mentioning Oregon.

  • GZA.

  • jleejlee 1,539 Posts

    [RZA]
    Yo chill with the feedback black we don't need that
    It's ten o'clock hoe, where the fuck's your seed at
    Feelin mad hostile, ran the apostle
    Flowin like Christ when I speaks the gospel
    Stroll with the holy roll then attack the globe with the buckus style
    the ruckus, ten times ten men committin mad sin
    Turn the other cheek and I'll break your fuckin chin[/b]
    Slayin boom-bangs like African drums (we'll be)
    Comin around the mountain when I come
    Crazy flamboyant for the rap enjoyment
    My clan increase like black unemployment
    Yeah, another one dare, G-Gka-Genius
    Take us the fuck outta here

    usually b-digital verses are lukewarm, but this one is one of my favorites.

    i have it tattooed on my back.

  • SoulOnIceSoulOnIce 13,027 Posts
    When we form like Voltron,
    heeeee....heee the head.

  • DJ_EnkiDJ_Enki 6,473 Posts
    Deck sets it off.....nobody else could touch his verse on that joint.

    Yup--and such was the pattern for all other big Wu posse cuts ("Triumph," "The Jump Off," etc.)

  • crossingscrossings 946 Posts
    you have a RZA verse tattooed on your back???


  • DelayDelay 4,530 Posts
    [Ol Dirty Bastard]
    First things first man you're fuckin with the worst
    I'll be stickin pins in your head like a fuckin nurse
    I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack
    Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack
    Shame on you when you stepped through to
    The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo
    And I'll be damned if I let any man
    Come to my center, you enter, the winter
    Straight up and down that shit packed jam
    You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man
    The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinkin
    Ason, Unique rollin with the night of the creeps
    Niggaz be rollin with a stash
    ain't sayin cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfuckin ass!

    however, "turn the other cheek and i'll break your fuckin chin." is

  • thropethrope 750 Posts
    I think the last lines in the GZA verse are weaksauce and ruin an otherwise perfect verse closing out one of the the best singles evar:

    This goes on in some companies
    With majors they're scared to death to pump these
    First of all, who's your A&R
    A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar
    But he don't know the meaning of dope
    When he's lookin for a suit and tie rap
    that's cleaner than a bar of soap
    And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight
    Matter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight




    couldn't disagree more

  • hammertimehammertime 2,389 Posts
    Deck sets it off.....nobody else could touch his verse on that joint.





  • [TheMack]
    I line up in the puccini
    Y'all niggaz can't see me
    I queue up in the muff
    I like it rugged and rough
    Unless that bitch is on the rag
    Then it's up the batty like a fag!

    You get no burrito dawg ya hear me
    My rug is ghetty green ya fear me
    Green like the turf the Steelers run
    My clip holds five bullets dun
    Like Bruce Springsteen those chumps were 'born to run'
    Fuck jelly - I take my peanut butter sandwich with some 'hun'

  • pacmanpacman 1,114 Posts
    ODB kills it.

  • p_gunnp_gunn 2,284 Posts
    i love the ODB verse, but i gotta go w/ Meth, just because of all the little weird vocal tics in it (and cause no one else mentioned it...)

    i love Ghostface, but i think his verse is actually the weakest one in the whole song, really nothing special about it... Ghost took a while to really develop his own unique style..

  • batmonbatmon 27,574 Posts
    [Method]
    It's the Method Man for short Mr. Meth
    Movin on your left, aah!
    And set it off, get it off, let it off like a gat
    I wanna break full, cock me back
    Small change, they puttin shame in the game
    I take aim and blow that nigga out the frame
    And like Fame!!, my style'll live forever
    Niggaz crossin over, but they don't know no better
    But I do, true, can I get a "sue"
    Nuff respect due to the one-six-ooh
    I mean ohh, yo check out the flow
    like the Hudson or PCP when I'm dustin
    Niggaz off because I'm hot like sauce
    The smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me *cough*

  • MjukisMjukis 1,675 Posts
    Deck wins because of the way he pronounces
    "spiiiii-derman". Hang in there!

  • SwayzeSwayze 14,705 Posts
    [Method]
    It's the Method Man for short Mr. Meth
    Movin on your left, aah!
    And set it off, get it off, let it off like a gat
    I wanna break full, cock me back
    Small change, they puttin shame in the game
    I take aim and blow that nigga out the frame
    And like Fame!!, my style'll live forever
    Niggaz crossin over, but they don't know no better
    But I do, true, can I get a "sue"
    Nuff respect due to the one-six-ooh
    I mean ohh, yo check out the flow
    like the Hudson or PCP when I'm dustin
    Niggaz off because I'm hot like sauce
    The smoke from the lyrical blunt makes me *cough*

    The verse has not withstood the test of time.

  • JuniorJunior 4,853 Posts
    ODB's verse is quality but it has to be between Deck and GZA - perfect flow with the beats.

  • BrianBrian 7,618 Posts
    ok best verse on 4th chamber

    Verse One: Ghostface Killah

    The only man I hold wake for
    Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
    My Memorex performed tape decks, my own phone sex
    Watch out for Haiti bitches, I heard they throw hex
    Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled with rac-coons
    Corner sittin wine niggaz sippin Apple Boone, this ain't no white cartoon
    Cuz I be duckin crazy spades
    The kid hold white shit, like blacks rock ashy legs
    Why is the sky blue? Why is water wet?
    Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up
    You're out of luck like two dogs stuck
    Iron Man be sippin rum, out of Stanley Cups, unflammable
    Noriega, aimin knives which stay windy in Chicago
    spine-tingle, mind boggles
    Kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough
    Give me mine before Po, wrap you up in so-and-so
    I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine and great Henry the Eighth
    Built with Ghengis Khan, the wreck suede wiley Don

    Verse Two: Killah Priest

    I judge wisely, as if nothin ever surprise me
    Loungin, between two pillars of ivory
    I'm lively, my dome piece, is like buildin stones in Greece
    my poems are deep from ancient thrones I speak
    I'm overwhelmed, as my mind, roams the realm
    My eye's the vision, memory is the film
    Others act sub-tile, but they fragile above clouds
    They act wild and couldn't budge a crowd
    No matter how loud they get, though they growl and spit
    Clutch they fists, and throw up signs like a Crip
    And throw all types of fits
    I leave em split, like ass cheeks and ragged pussy lips

    Verse Three: The RZA

    Aiyyo, camoflouge chameleon, ninjas scalin your buildin
    No time to grab the gun they already got your wife and children
    A hit was sent, from the President, to rage your residence
    Because you had secret evidence, and documents
    On how they raped the continents, and it's the prominent
    dominant Islamic, Asiatic black hebrew
    The year two thousand and two, the battle's filled with the Wu
    Six million devils just died from the Bubonic Flu
    Or the Ebola Virus, under the reign of King Cyrus
    You can see the weakness of a man right through his iris
    Un-loyal snakes get thrown in boilin lakes
    of hot oil, it boils your skin, chickenheads gettin slim
    like Olive Oyl, only plant the seed deep inside fertile soil
    Fortified with essential, vitamin and mineral
    use the sky for a blanket, stuffin clouds inside my pillow
    Rollin with the Lands, the tribe's a hundred and forty four thousand chosen
    Protons Electrons Always Cause Explosions

    Verse Four: The Genius/GZA (Maximillion)

    The banks of G, all CREAM downs a vet
    Money feed good, opposites off the set
    It ain't hard to see, my seeds need God-degree
    I got mouths to feed, unnecessary beef is more cows to breed
    I'm on some tax free shit by any means
    Whether bound to hit scheme or some counterfeit CREAM
    I learned much from such with cons who run scams
    Veterans got the game spiced like hams
    And from that, sons are born and guns are drawn
    Clips are fully loaded, and then blood floods the lawn
    Disciplinary action was a fraction of strength
    that made me truncate the limp on temp
    with the stump, treat his hips like air pumps
    RZA shaped the track, niggaz caught razor bumps
    Scarred tryin to figure who invented
    this unprecented, opium-scented, dark-tinted
    Now watch me blow him out his shoes without clues
    Cuz I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fuse
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