Best Eminem Lines, ever

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  1. samshady719

    samshady719 New Member

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    There's several different levels to Devil worshippin: horse's heads,
    human sacrifices, canibalism; candles and exorcism
    Animals havin sex with 'em; camels mammals and rabbits
    But I don't get into that, I kick the habit - I just,
    beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh
    And I never eat you unless the fuckin, meat looks fresh
    I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin, I got a nine in my pocket
    and baby I'm just, dyin to cock him
    He's ready for war, I'm ready for war
    I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw
    My uz' as, heavy as yours, yeah you met me before
    I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before
    Marshall will step in the door, I lay your head on the floor
    With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
    red on the ceilin, red on the floor, get a new whore
    Met on the second, wet on the third;
    then she's dead on the fourth - I'm dead wrong
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  2. 2krukid

    2krukid Unregistered User

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    sum1 help this cat out n post a verse from whatever the name of last album was
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  3. ANDtheMC

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    ONCE AGAIN, EMINEM IS THE GOAT WHEN HE TRIES:

    One of the greatest punchline verses ever IMO:
    "So what, you know about a sweet MC, in the 313
    You don't know shit so when you see one flee
    You can be Run-D, you'll never beat the MC
    I'll stop the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
    I'm sure your bound to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot
    I'll make the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
    Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
    I'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory
    It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
    You will and be sealed your casket closed you still gonna be billed
    My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
    I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty
    If he's acting soft and he cowers
    He better come cleaner then Jay Rue jacking off when he showers
    You flowers got no clout with a thing
    You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang
    I showered the slang, simple as A,B,C's
    Skip over the D's and rock the microphone with E's
    Dethrone MC's and I'ma max alone
    Relax your dome like a solo from a saxophone
    So facts are known, writers get treated with shocks
    I rock a beat harder then you could beat it with rocks
    I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's singers
    You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands if they swallowed their
    fingers
    But you can bring yours let's see what you got
    But don't front and never try to be what you're not
    Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
    And fuck Jill on a hill, but you still ain't Jack "

    "I'll have you taken back to Christ when you sacrifice
    The way you acting slice when I tear your back with knifes
    Jacking life's of MC's, now I'm set to launch a plan
    For blowing up the stage with illegal contraband
    A stomped your man so unless you want what he got
    You better set the mic down, I'm steaming like a teapot
    I'll make the tea hot, people get in my face and ask
    If I wanna battle, then I chase them in a Jason mask
    It's an amazing task to battle with success
    I never gave a fuck, now I give a fuck less
    And in a slug fest I get physical like physicians
    Invisible like magicians with mystical mic traditions
    Wicked wizardry, like a sorcerer and no remorse for you
    When I torture you throughout the course of my orchestra
    So feel the force of my spiritual images
    Slicing up an enemy's appendages till he hemorrhages
    My skin itches every time a rapper recites
    And when he's through with his verse, I'm all covered in flea bites
    You wanna see fights I got a match for you
    You couldn't flip shit playing in toilets with a spatula"

    "You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
    You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album"

    "Beef wit me, I'ma even the score equally
    Take you on Jerry Springer 'n beat'cha ass legally"

    there's too many to name
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  4. rgct2

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    Come on, let's cut the bullshit enough
    Let's get it started, let's start addressing this issue and open it up
    Let's take this shit back to bassmint
    And we can disscuss statements thats made on this tape
    And its whole origin of the music that we all know and love
    The music that we all enjoy the music you all accuse me of tryna destroy
    Let's rewind it to 89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit
    Crossin 8 Mile in the border in the hate territory
    I'd like to share a story, this is my story and cant no body tell it for me
    You will well inform me, I am well aware that I don't belong here
    You've made that perfectly clear, I get my ass kicked damn near everywhere
    From Bel-Air shopping center just for stopping in there
    From the black side all the way to the white side
    Okay there's a bright side a day that I might slide
    You may call it a past I call it haulin my ass
    Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks
    Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks
    Them good old notorious oh well known tracks

    [Chorus x2]
    Come on lets go back
    Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
    Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
    I once used to call home sweet home

    [Verse 2- Eminem]
    I roam the streets so much they call me a drifter
    Sometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitch hike
    Just to get picked up to get me a lift to 8 mile and van dike
    And steal a god damn bike from somebody's backyard
    And drop it off at the park that was the half way mark
    To meet Kim had to walk back to her mama's them dramas after dark
    To sneak me in the house when I'm kicked out my mom's
    Thats about the time I first met Proof when poof he'd carry on the set
    Set eyes born in and out some flyers, he was doin some talent shows
    At center line, I had told him to stop by and check this out sometime
    He looked at me like I'm out my mind shook his head like white boys dont know how to rhyme
    I spit out a line and rhymed birthday with first place
    And we both had the same rhymes that sound alike
    We was on the same shit that Big Daddy Kane shit with compound syllables sound combined
    From that day we was down to ride somehow we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line




    [Chorus x2]
    Come on lets go back
    Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
    Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
    I once used to call home sweet home

    [Verse 3- Eminem]
    My first year in 9th grade, can't forget that day at school
    It was cool till your man MC Sham came through
    And said that Boom was the brain cuz the clan makes troops
    It was rumors but man god damned they flew
    Musta been true because man we done banned they shoes
    I had the new ones the Cool J, Ice land swayed too
    And we just through them in the trash like they yesterday's news
    Guess who came through next, X clam debut
    Professor X and glorious exists in a state of red, black, and green
    With a key sissies now with this bein a new trend
    We don't fit in crackas is out with Cactus albums
    Blackness is in, African symbols and medallions
    Represents black power and we ain't know what it meant
    Me and my man Howard and ??? would go to the mall with 'em
    All over our necks like we're showin 'em off not knowin at all
    We was bein laughed at you ain't even half black
    You ain't supposed to have that homie let me grab that
    And that Flavor Flave clock we gon' have to snatch that
    All I remember is meetin back at Manix's basement
    Sayin how we hate this, our races wit dope the x clan take this
    Which reminds me back in 89 me and Kim broke up for the first time
    She was tryna two time me and there was this black girl
    At our school who thought I was cool cuz I rapped so she was kinda eyein me
    And oh the irony guess what her name was ain't even gon' say it plus
    The same color hair as hers was and blue contacts and a pair of jugs
    The bombest god damn girl in our whole school if I could pull it
    Not only would I become more popular but I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time
    But it backfired I was supposed to dump her but she dumped me for this black guy
    And thats the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to the oh foolish pride girl
    But I've heard people say they heard the tape and it ain't that bad
    But it was I singled out a whole race and for that apologize
    I was wrong cuz no matter what color a girl is she still a [bitch?]

    [Chorus x2]
    Come on lets go back
    Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode
    Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place
    I once used to call home sweet home

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  5. FaceLess

    FaceLess jook is my dad..

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    that verse i qouted was from his last album smart guy.....and was HOT as fuck
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  6. Young L

    Young L New Member

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    I spit A.B.C'S, skip the D'S and rock the mic with Ease. (e's)<- ill wordplay

    My looseleaf's my launchpad< sick imagery
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  7. thr0wl3ack

    thr0wl3ack New Member

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    the criminal cop killin, hip-hop villain..
    a minimal swap to cop millions of 'pac listeners...
    you comin wit me, feel it or not..
    yur gonna fear it like i showed the spirit of god lives in us...
    you hear it alot, lyrics to shock.
    is it a miracle? or am i juss product of pop fizzin up..
    foshizzle my wizzle, this is the plot, listen up...
    you pizzles forgot, slizzle does not give a fuck....
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  8. Kriptik Thoughtz

    Kriptik Thoughtz New Member

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    "My Smith n Wessey will leave you in the alley messy
    and have your family lookin for your ass on Sally Jesse"

    ^^sick
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  9. - Artie -

    - Artie - MacMillion

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    amazing. simply amazing. You cant deny that he is incredible. I knew I was a fan of his for a reason. His last album disapointed me yea, but its amazing how many sick verses he has had.
    People like to say that he fell off becuase it makes them feel better. Maybe gives them a chance to make it now.
    I know sometimes when I listen to eminem i get so pissed off that I cant rhyme like that.
    same thing when i listen to tupac.
    Two completely different styles, but both light years away from me, and anybody who says different.
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