Eminem's best verse lyrically?

Eminem's best verse lyrically?

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RLL

Anchorage, AK

#1 Aug 25, 2008
He has so many great lyrical verses but I would say Hellbound is his best.

I'll puke, eat it and freak u,
battle? I'm 2 weeded 2 speak 2,
tha only key that I see 2 defeat u would be 4 me 2 remove these 2 adidas and beat u,
and forcefeed u em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe.
I lift u off ya feet so fast wit a roundhouse
you'll think I pulled tha f**kin' ground out from underneath u,
I ain't no f**kin' G I'm a cannibal,
I ain't tryna shoot u I'm tryna chop u into pieces and eat u.
Wrap u in rope and plastic, stab u wit broken glass
and have u wit open gashes strapped 2 a soakin' matress,
Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers,
f**k tha planet until it spins on a broken axis.
I'm so bananas I'm showin' up 2 ya open casket,
2 fill it wit explosive gases and close it back,
wit a lit match in it, while I sit back and hope it catches,
Blow u 2 fragments, laugh, roll u and smoke tha ashes.
RLL

Anchorage, AK

#2 Aug 25, 2008
Tha number of rhymes in that one verse is so amazing.
Eat it and freak u, weeded 2 speak 2.
key, see, defeat u, me, these, beat u,
cleat shoe
roundhouse, ground out, underneath u,
eat u.
wrap u, rope and plastic, stab u, broken glass,
open gashes, soakin' matress, broken axis.
Open casket, explosive gases.
Hope it catches, smoke tha ashes.

Man tha amount of multi's in this is krazy. Some of his other lyrically best verses 2 me is Scary Movies, No Apologies, and Trife Thieves. He has many verses that are lyrically amazing and if u ain't heard these songs check em out. So if u don't agree wit me wut verses do u think waz his best and why?

“I kNoW U LiKe mY sTyLe !!!”

Since: Feb 08

Santa Ana CA.

#3 Aug 25, 2008
RLL wrote:
He has so many great lyrical verses but I would say Hellbound is his best.
I'll puke, eat it and freak u,
battle? I'm 2 weeded 2 speak 2,
tha only key that I see 2 defeat u would be 4 me 2 remove these 2 adidas and beat u,
and forcefeed u em both, and on each feet is a cleat shoe.
I lift u off ya feet so fast wit a roundhouse
you'll think I pulled tha f**kin' ground out from underneath u,
I ain't no f**kin' G I'm a cannibal,
I ain't tryna shoot u I'm tryna chop u into pieces and eat u.
Wrap u in rope and plastic, stab u wit broken glass
and have u wit open gashes strapped 2 a soakin' matress,
Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers,
f**k tha planet until it spins on a broken axis.
I'm so bananas I'm showin' up 2 ya open casket,
2 fill it wit explosive gases and close it back,
wit a lit match in it, while I sit back and hope it catches,
Blow u 2 fragments, laugh, roll u and smoke tha ashes.
I think this verse is as good or better than the one you put check it out!!!

It's only fair to warn
I was born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda Accord
With a 4 door Ford
But a more toward (?) droppin an accapella
The choppa (?) fella
The mozarella
Worse than a hellacopta propella
Got you locked in the cella
With your skeleton showing
Developing anorexia
While I'm standin next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death
With an IV in your veins
Feeding you liquid darvicet
Pumping you full of drugs
Pull the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance
And driven
To receiving with the asses ripped outta they pants
And given
A less than 20 percent chance
Of living
Have a possible placement
It's a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams apple out through your mouth
Better call the fire department
I've hired a arson
To set fire to carpet
And burn up your entire apartment
I'm a liar to start shit (?)
Got your bitch wrapped around my dick
So tight you need a crobar to pry her apart wit
RLL

Anchorage, AK

#4 Aug 25, 2008
Damn dude that waz pretty sick. I think Hellbound had a lil' more multi's but tha verse u wrote waz mos def longer. But man thanks 4 this I ain't heard that b4 I'ma def get this.

“I kNoW U LiKe mY sTyLe !!!”

Since: Feb 08

Santa Ana CA.

#5 Aug 26, 2008
RLL wrote:
Damn dude that waz pretty sick. I think Hellbound had a lil' more multi's but tha verse u wrote waz mos def longer. But man thanks 4 this I ain't heard that b4 I'ma def get this.
no prblem man. I have a lot of underground music by eminem i love his music
RLL

Anchorage, AK

#6 Aug 26, 2008
Chozn 1 wrote:
<quoted text>
no prblem man. I have a lot of underground music by eminem i love his music
Yeah Em is 1 of tha greatest no matter wut ppl say
Nobi_S

Lithonia, GA

#7 Sep 17, 2008
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One of the best would be this one:
weed lacer
97 burgundy blazer
wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer,
im on some loc ish, cuz im fed up with this being broke ish,
im not to joke wit, bitch i don' sell crack i smoke it,
havin a coke fit, goin through withdraws daily,
shoot up on mescaline in front of my baby daughter Haley,
my brains dusted, im disgusted at all my habits,
too many aspirin tablets, empty medicine cabinets,
losin battles to wack rappers cuz im always too blunted,
walkin up in a cipher, smokin talkin about who want it?,
thug and a crook, every drug in the book, i've done it,
my nines at your brain, is that your chain? run it,
fools die from an over dosage of excessive flavor,
aggressive nature got me stickin you for your progressive pager,
spectacular, crystal meth manufacturer,
stole your mommas acura, wrecked it and sold it back to her,
boostin nike jackets
escape from psychiatrics,
told the nurse to save the bed for me, i might be back trick,
so barricade your entrance, put up some extra fences,
women beater, wanted for repeated sex offenses,
chasin dips, take em on long vacation trips,
kidnappin em and trapping em in abusive relationships,
mess up your face and lips, slit your stomach and watch your gut split,
cut you with the razor that i use to shave my nuts with
momma dont you cry
your son is too far gone
im so high i dont even know what label im on
im dusted, im feeling like an over worked plumber
im sick of this ish whats Jack Kevorkians phone number?

“I kNoW U LiKe mY sTyLe !!!”

Since: Feb 08

Santa Ana CA.

#8 Sep 17, 2008
or this one....

Met a retarded kid named Greg with a wooden leg
Snatched it off and beat him over the fucking head with the peg
Go to bed with the keg wake up with the 40
Mixed up with Alka Seltzer and Formula 44D
Fuck an acid tab I'll strap the whole sheet to my forehead
Wait until it absorbed in and fell to the floor dead
No more said case closed end of discussion
I'm blowin up like spontaneous human combustion
Leaving you in the aftermath of holocaust and traumas
Cross the bombas (?)
We blowin up your house killing your parents
and coming back to get your foster mommas
And I'm as good at keeping a promise as Nostradamus
Cause I aint making no more threats
I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets
I'm more or less sick in the head
Maybe more cause I smoked crack (?)
today, yesterday, and the day before sabbath
Walk the block with a labrador
Strapit more corral for war than El Salvador
Foul style galore
Verbal cow manure
Coming together like the eyebrow on Al B. Sure
Eminem Fan AK

Miami, FL

#10 Oct 28, 2008
I ain't gonna eat
I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe til' I see what I wanna see
And what I wanna see is you go to sleep
in the dirt, permanently
you just being hurt
this aint gonna work for me it just wouldnt be
sufficient, cuz we are just gonna be enemies
....

verse goes on

another amazing verse by the greatest rapper of all time (and that's my opinion so no1 can take that from me)
JRS 1

United States

#11 Jun 8, 2010
Eminem Fan AK wrote:
I ain't gonna eat
I ain't gonna sleep
Ain't gonna breathe til' I see what I wanna see
And what I wanna see is you go to sleep
in the dirt, permanently
you just being hurt
this aint gonna work for me it just wouldnt be
sufficient, cuz we are just gonna be enemies
....
verse goes on
another amazing verse by the greatest rapper of all time (and that's my opinion so no1 can take that from me)
By far his best is:

Are you afraid of a blade,
Made of a razor with AIDS,
Blood drippin from it,
Rippin ya stomach up,
From the waist up,
You talk a lot of shit,
But you was never ill though,
I'm strong enough to beat you to death,
With a feather pillow,
Tipped over some cows,
Just for a joke and a laugh,
Jumped up-Choked a giraffe,
Snapped his neck and broke it in half,
Wagin wars- Went on stage and sprayed
Cage with Agent Orange,
And wiped my ass with his page in Source,
The demon is here - I'm steamin this year,
I ripped Mystikals voice box out,
And scream in his ear,
And it's not a gimmick bitch,
It's an image I live it,
Give a damn?
I don't know what a damn is to give it,
"I don't think this guy is well,"
I'm high as hell,
I'll beat you with a live cat,
While I'm swingin it but its tail,
I'll fuckin, I'll fuckin...
Lay ya nuts on the dresser,
Just ya nutsack by itself,
And bang them shits with a spiked bat,
Cut ya neck off and glue your head right back,
And leave you like that,
You just triggered a prick who just mixed liquor,
Who's itchin to leave you disfigured,
And stiffer the Chris-topher,
Reeves, I was teething with strep throat,
When your mother was breastfeeding,
And gave her the flesh eting disease,
I'm iller than taking a hammer and beating ya knees,
Or walkin through South Central L.A.,
Bleeding in jeans,
Flashing back to repeating the scene,
On how you just got smoked,
And if you do live, You'll be too scared to tell it,
Like a Biggie and Pac joke,

Crazy....
Michael

Germantown, WI

#12 Jun 14, 2010
This is the best verse. "Role Model"
Me and Marcus Allen went over to see Nicole
When we heard a knock at the door, must have been Ron Gold'
Jumped behind the door, put the orgy on hold
Killed em both and smeared blood in a white Bronco (we did it!)
My mind won't work if my spine don't jerk
I slapped Garth Brooks out of his Rhinestone shirt
I'm not a player just a ill rhyme sayer
That'll spray an Aerosol can up at the ozone layer (psssssssh)
My rap style's warped, I'm runnin out the morgue
witcha dead grandmother's corpse to throw it on your porch
Jumped in a Chickenhawk cartoon wit a cape on
And beat up Foghorn Leghorn with an acorn
I'm bout as normal as Norman Bates, with deformative traits
A premature birth that was four minutes late
Mother.. are you there? I love you
I never meant to hit you over the head with that shovel
Will someone please explain to my brain that I just severed
a main vein with a chainsaw and I'm in pain?
I take a breather and sighed; either I'm high, or I'm nuts
Cause if you ain't tiltin this room, neither am I
So when you see your mom with a thermometer shoved in her ass
Then it probably is obvious I got it on with her
Cause when I drop this solo shit it's over with
I bought Cage's tape, opened it, and dubbed over it
MARC ANTHONY

Jamaica, NY

#13 Jun 17, 2010
this shits on all ot that
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wow

Jonesboro, GA

#14 Jun 21, 2010
Some days I just wanna up and call it quits,
I feel like Iím surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I just fall in piss,
My lifeís like one great big ball of shit,
If I could just put it all in all I spit,
Instead I always try to swallow it,
Instead of staring at this wall and shit,
While I sit writers block sick of all this shit,
Cant call it shit, all I know is Iím about to hit the wall,
If I have to see another one of momís alchaholic fits,
This is it, last straw, thats all, thats it,
I ainít dealing with another fucking politic,
Iím like a stewin bubble in him, till it filters up,
Iím about to kill it, I can feel it building up,
Blow this building up, Iíve been sealed enough,
My cup run it over Iíve been filled up,
But then explosion bust and spills my guts,
You think all I do is stand here and feel my nuts,
But Iím a show you what, you gonna feel my rush,
You donít feel it then it must be too real to touch,
Feel to touch, Iím about to tear shit up,
Goosebumps, yeah Iím make your hair sit up,
Yeah sit up, Iím a tell you who I be,
Iím make you hate me cause you ainít me,
You aint, it ainít to late to finally see,
What you close minded fucks were too blind to see,
Whoever find me, is gonna get a finders fee,
Out this world and ainít no one out there mind as me,
You need peace of mind, well hereís a piece of mine,
All I needís a line but sometimes,
I donít always find the words to rhyme,
To express how Iím really feeling at that time,
Yeah sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, just sometimes,
Its always me, how dark can these hallways be,
The clock stikes midnight, 1, 2, then half past 3,
This half ass rhyme with this half ass piece of paper,(tear)
Iím desperate at my desk if I could just get the rest,
Of this shit off my chest, again, stuck in this slum,
Cant think of nothing, fuck Iím stumped,
But wait here comes something,
Nope, itís not good enough, scribbel it out, new pad,
Krinkel it up and throw that shit out,
Iím fisseling now thought I had figured it out,
Ballís in my court but Iím scared to dribbel it out,
But Iím afraid, why am I afaid, why am I a slave to this trade,
Sign that Iíll spit to the grave, real enough to rawl you up,
What me to flip it I can rip it any style you want,
Iím a switch, yeah a bitch, jimmy smith ainít a quitter,
Iím a sit here till I get enough,
For me to finally hit a fucking boiling point,
Put some oil in your joints,
Flip the coin bitch come get destroyed,
An mcís worst dream I make them tense since they hate me,
See me and shake like a shangeling fence,
By the looks of them you would swear yours was comming,
By the scream of them you would swear Iím sawing something,
By the way they running you would swear the law was coming,
Its now or never tonight is all or nothing,
Momma, jimmy keep leaving on us, he said heíd be back,
He pinky promised, I donít think heís honest,
I be back baby I just got to beat this clock,
Fuck this clock, Iím make them eat this watch,
Dont believe me watch, Iím a win this race,
And Iím a come back and rub my shit in your face,
Bitch I found my neck, you gonna hear my voice,
Till you sick of it you ainít gonna have a choice,
If I gotta scream till I have half a lung,
If I have half a chance I grab it, rabbit run...
MARC ANTHONY

Jamaica, NY

#15 Jun 22, 2010
good stuff
MBM3

Rainbow City, AL

#16 Jun 22, 2010
JRS 1 wrote:
<quoted text>
By far his best is:
Are you afraid of a blade,
Made of a razor with AIDS,
Blood drippin from it,
Rippin ya stomach up,
From the waist up,
You talk a lot of shit,
But you was never ill though,
I'm strong enough to beat you to death,
With a feather pillow,
Tipped over some cows,
Just for a joke and a laugh,
Jumped up-Choked a giraffe,
Snapped his neck and broke it in half,
Wagin wars- Went on stage and sprayed
Cage with Agent Orange,
And wiped my ass with his page in Source,
The demon is here - I'm steamin this year,
I ripped Mystikals voice box out,
And scream in his ear,
And it's not a gimmick bitch,
It's an image I live it,
Give a damn?
I don't know what a damn is to give it,
"I don't think this guy is well,"
I'm high as hell,
I'll beat you with a live cat,
While I'm swingin it but its tail,
I'll fuckin, I'll fuckin...
Lay ya nuts on the dresser,
Just ya nutsack by itself,
And bang them shits with a spiked bat,
Cut ya neck off and glue your head right back,
And leave you like that,
You just triggered a prick who just mixed liquor,
Who's itchin to leave you disfigured,
And stiffer the Chris-topher,
Reeves, I was teething with strep throat,
When your mother was breastfeeding,
And gave her the flesh eting disease,
I'm iller than taking a hammer and beating ya knees,
Or walkin through South Central L.A.,
Bleeding in jeans,
Flashing back to repeating the scene,
On how you just got smoked,
And if you do live, You'll be too scared to tell it,
Like a Biggie and Pac joke,
Crazy....
what song is this ??
Sampson

Houston, TX

#17 Jun 28, 2010
its only fair to warn was my best

It's only fair to warn
I was born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbilical cord
Warlord of rap that'll bash you with a two-by-four board
And'll smash into your Honda Accord
With a four door Ford
But I'm more towards droppin an accapella
Than choppin' a fella
Into mozzarella
Worse than a hellacopter propeller
Got you locked in the cella
With your skeleton showing
Developing anorexia
While I'm standin next to ya
Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death
With an HIV in your veins
Feeding you liquid darvicet
Pumping you full of drugs
Pull the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance
And driven
To receiving with the asses ripped outta they pants
And given
A less than 20 percent chance
Of living
Have a possible placement
As a hospital patient
Storing the dead bodies in grandma's little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream "I'M STILL ALIVE!"
Driving a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pulling your adams apple out through your mouth
Better call the fire department
I've hired a arson
To set fire to carpet
And burn up your entire apartment
RLL

Jamaica, NY

#18 Jul 6, 2010
nbk222

New Bedford, MA

#19 Jul 7, 2010
what about the first and second verse of like toy soldiers are you serious thts like the rawest track
renegade

United States

#20 Jul 12, 2010
How bout his first verse on renegade wit jay-z. That has to be on of the greatest verses of all time
renegade

United States

#21 Jul 12, 2010
Or the song Infinite. He just straight rips it with his crazy worldplay and rhyme scheme on that song

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