Greatest lyricist from the East

[Bedford Iz Active]

Papoose!

Nobody mentions Papoose becuz he ain't mainstream, yet, but mark my words as soon as this nigga hits sky high everybody gon be like 'he's gonna be a great'. And he is. This cat is a lyrical beast! He hits every real topic in life and keeps it street and real at the same time. He possess the art of hip hop, he knows his hip hop and can spit hip hop. He's a fuckin' monster. And again mark my words he's going to be a legend. Hands down.

Others that are given as the greatest lyrical east coast emcees is Big Daddy Kane, KRS One, Kool G Rap and many other old school pioneers.

Papoose has the potential ya'll. He really do. He's going down in history!

Second place is the first loser  That mixtape was the shit! Wait 'till Nacirema dream comes out then peeps can start recongiszin Pap better! Trust the day it drop i'm there lol. His rhymes be sick, and forget that 10 min freestyle on Hot97 

That freestyle was beyond serious. Dude is a fuckin' animal.

Hell yeah, i can't even name other freestyles that last that damn long 0_0! But that's just off the top of my head. On some serious talk the way he just flows on some next records and shit is proper beyond me, rudeboi needs to release an album real soon, that'll rocketshoot his coureer.

[Meho]

My flow's untouchable, now you gotta face it
Uh-oh, it gets worse when I go back to the basics
You gon', say the wrong shit and get your whole face split
The smell of victory love it so much I can taste it
I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit, graze it
Your peace talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated
You're over-rated, I'm obli-gated, to
study your moves then crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the best and the worst then God's gift is a curse
Soldier trained to destroy, you payin attention boy?
I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss shit
To be specific I go ballistic it's hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press play you ain't gotta sniff it
Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or chop it
It get you high over and over but you gotta cop it
When it's hot it's hot, your hatin is undeniable, stop it

[Jay_J]

I'm with you grasshiphopper i dont understand why people dont listen to underground, there is an immortal technique there, also we got jedi mind tricks on the west coast... however i wanna say if ice-t is the godfather of the west, Krs-One must be the godfather of eastside... I'm glad to here immortal's name in this forum, thank you grasshiphopper. I hope people listen to 4th branch song of him.

Dont come here and tell us what we should listen to

i came here and told you that you should listen to the song "4th branch"... It was an advice, is there any problem?

ok no problem important song for truths!

Not at all. as a matter of fact Immortal Technique is one of my favorites. And 4th Branch is a great song.

[Beelzebub]

Aint no mammal fuckin with Cam.



lol I have been holding that in

[K.Dub]

I'm with you grasshiphopper i dont understand why people dont listen to underground, there is an immortal technique there, also we got jedi mind tricks on the west coast... however i wanna say if ice-t is the godfather of the west, Krs-One must be the godfather of eastside... I'm glad to here immortal's name in this forum, thank you grasshiphopper. I hope people listen to 4th branch song of him.

Dont come here and tell us what we should listen to

i came here and told you that you should listen to the song "4th branch"... It was an advice, is there any problem?

ok no problem important song for truths!

Not at all. as a matter of fact Immortal Technique is one of my favorites. And 4th Branch is a great song.

Make things right. i didn't say that.

[Paul]

I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
his primary concern, was making a million
being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
he used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
a corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
nigga never had a father and his mom was a feen
she put the pipe down, but forever yeah she was sober
her sons heart simultaneously grew colder
he started hanging out selling bags in the projects
checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
he was fascinated by material objects
but he understood money never bought respect
he build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal
but got locked once it didn't hesitate to squeal
so criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal
I dont project my insurecurity's at other people
he feeded for props like addicts with pipes and needles
so he felt he had to prove to everyone he was evil
a fever minded young man with infinite potetial
the product of a ghetto breed capatalistic mental
coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
but he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

[Hook]
Everyone trying to be trife never face the consequences
you propably only did a month for minor offences
ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced
dance forever with the devil on a code cell block
but thats what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

[Verse 2]
So Billy started robbing niggaz, anything he could do
he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew
starting fights over little shit, up on the block
stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack rock
working overtime for making money for the crack spot
hit the jackpot and wanted to move up to cocaine
for filling the scarface fantasy stuck in his brain
tired of the block niggaz treating him the same
he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs
but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love
they told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
any bitch nigga with a gun, can bust slugs
any nigga with a red shirt can front like a blood
even Puffy smoked the motherfucker up in a club
but only a real thug can stab someone till they die
standing in front of them, starring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well guarded
and they wanted to test him, before business started
suggested raping a bitch to prove he was cold hearted
so now he had a choice between going back to his life
or making money with made men, up in the cife
his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
They drove around the projects slow while it was raining
smoking blunts, drinking and joking for entertainment
untill they saw a woman on the street walking alone
three in the morning, coming back from work, on her way home
and so they quietly got out the car and followed her
walking through the projects, the darkness swallowed her
they wrapped her shirt around her head and knocked her onto the
floor
this is it kid now you got your chance to be raw
so Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up the stairs
they got to the roof and then held her down on the ground
screaming shut the fuck up and stop moving around
the shirt covered her face, but she screamed the clouts
so Billy stomped on the bitch, until he broken her jaw
the dirty bastards knew exactly what they were doing
they kicked her until they cracked her ribs and she stopped
moving
blood leaking through the cloth, she cried silently
and then they all proceeded to rape her violently
Billy was meant to go first, but each of them took a turn
ripping her up, and choking her until her throat burned
a broken jaw mumbled for god but they weren't concerned
when they were done and she was lying bloody, broken and
broos
one of them niggaz pulled out a brand new twenty-two
they told him that she was a witness of what she'd gone
through
and if he killed her he was guaranteed a spot in the crew
he thought about it for a minute, she was practicly dead
and so he leaned over and put the gun right to her head

[Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep]
I'm falling and I can't turn back
I'm falling and I can't turn back

[Verse 4]
Right before he pulled the trigger, and ended her life
he thought about the cold pain with the platinum and ice
and he felt strong standing along with his new brothers
cocked the gat to her head, and pulled back the shirt cover
but what he saw made him start the cringine studder
cuz he was starring into the eyes of his own mother
she looked back at him and cried, cause he had forsaken her
she cried more painfully, than when they were raping her
his whole world stopped, he couldn't even contiplate
his corruption had succesfully changed his fate
and he remembered how his mom used to come home late
working hard for nothing, cause now what was he worth
he turned away from the woman that had once given him birth
and crying out to the sky cause he was lonely and scared
but only the devil responded, cause god wasn't there
and right then he knew what it was to be empty and cold
and so he jumped off the roof and died with no soul
they say death take you to a better place but I doubt it
after that they killed his mother, and never spoke about it
and listen cause the story that I'm telling is true
cuz I was there with Billy Jacobs and I raped his mom to
and now the devil follows me everywhere that I go
infact I'm sure he's standing among one of you at my shows
and every street cypher listening to little thugs flowe
he could be standing right next to you, and you wouldn't know
the devil grows inside the hearts of the selvish and wicked
white, brown, yellow and black colored is not restricted
you have a self destructive destiny when your inflicted
and you'll be one of gods children and fell from the top
there's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot
so when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say
never
because the dance with the devil might last you forever


Immortal Technique - Dance with the devil............ one of the sickest songs iv ever heard, hes surely gotta be up ther

[$Eg2$]

2 pick one is Impossible but I have a lil list


NO order
Nas
KRS One
Chuck D
Redman
Meth
Rakim
G Rap
Ghost
Big Poppa I think we had a West Coast type of flow but thats my opinion

eg2

[REGIME MOB 510]

Can-I-Bus

[7even]

[Immortal Technique]
You motherfuckers are nothing, you cannot harm me
I'll ressurect every aborted baby and start an army
Storm the planet, hunting you down, 'cause I'm on a mission
To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms
Immortal Technique will destroy your religion, you stupid bitch
You faker than blue eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix
I'm 'bout to blow up like NASA Challenger computer chips
Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily
I'm like time itself, I'ma kill you inevitably
Chemically bomb you, fuck using a chrome piece
I'm Illmatic, you won't make it home like Jerome's niece
I'll sever your head diagonally for thinking of dissing me
And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy
This puppet democracy, just brainwashed psychology
So you're nothing like diversity without equality
And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology
Using numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven
Produces more digits than 22 divided by 7
You like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspect
You never killed a cop, you not a motherfucking thug yet
Your mind is empty and spacious
Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture in a racist
Face it, you're too basic, you not going to make it
Like children walking through Antartica, butt naked

[grasshiphopper]

Using numerology to count the people I sent to Heaven
Produces more digits than 22 divided by 7

i always liked taht line..its the fraction form of pi..thats just ridic.