RAISING DA BAR

For this area we’re going to recognize those verses that live between lines & sometimes pass the margins. Give honor to those lyrical masters that crafted timeless examples of poetic genius. These bars are chapters in the book of HipHop Kulture. They deserve to be commemorated with a serious appreciation & genuine intent.

Let’s create the space to give all respect due. Line for line, they should be available to study & enjoyed for years to come. Those pens should be revered & mentioned throughout the life of HipHop. Let’s start by highlighting & preserving the proverbs of HipHop scripture.

Send me those lyrics you think could teach a class. Those quotable rewind bars. Tell us how these tracks & Barbarians impacted your lives. If you wanna write a review, create a video, leave a voice memo. However you wanna do it, your contribution is greatly appreciated.

You lack the minerals & vitamins irons & the niacin fuck who did I offend rappers sit back I’m ‘bout to begin bout foul talk you squawk never even walked the walk more less destined to get tested never been arrested my album will manifest many things that I saw did or heard about all told firsthand never word of mouth what’s in the future for the fusion in the changer rappers are in danger who will use wits to be a remainder when the missiles is aimed to blow you out of the frame some will keep their limbs & some will be maimed the same suckers with the gab about killer instincts will turn bitch & knowing damn well they lack in this division the connoisseur cracking your head with a 4x4 realize sucker I’ll be the coming like Noah always simmer you down perpetrating facade & what you consider an image to me this is just a scrimmage I feel I’m stone not cuz I bop or wear my cap cocked the more emotion I put into it the harder I rock those who pose lyrical but really ain’t true I feel

O.C.

Times Up V1

1994

My verbals rip shit brains give birth to thoughts in triplets fuck it I’m on some flip shit ready to let my clip spit dramatical vocals release shells like automatics do music’s magical causin’ any battles to be tragical child got a style sick as hell sicker than sickle cell anemia slaughter your circulatory like leukemia filled with larceny who wants parts of me I’m vicious mad malicious cuz it’s real on this road to riches I got this mastered other rappers’ll graft it weak & wicked camouflagin’ as killers how they speak & kick it peep this uniqueness non-believers I’m leavin’ speechless left to choke as if skunk smoke was comin’ through the speakers surgically nice with any verbal device trife breathin’ life into mics my eyesight’s beyond the twilight so die or fight no surrender no retreat techniques speak I’m rather unique

AZ

Rather Unique v2

1995

The thought process now now as an Outkast I was born wasn’t warn of the harm that would come to meet me like Met Life but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups & downs like it ain’t nothin’ like elevators but I ain’t the one that’s pushin’ the buttons I got off at the 13th floor when they told me that it wasn’t one they said it skipped from 12 to 14 still smoking still drinking no I’m sittin’ on the Lincoln 4am thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of players we trapped off in this maze with walls made of layers & only prayer is the tightest game that you can have the devil’s takin’ a swing that might explain the broken glass but my crystal ball see the pistol fall to the wayside nobody would die in cops & robbers when we used to play right huh the only thing we feared was Williams Wayne never thought about hittin’ licks or slangin’’caine did not think I’d be the one to give in to abortion label me murderer because my ass is scorchin’ hot from the glock that sits under my seat yeah it’s real fucked up that my folks come to get me & it’s like that yeah uh-huh yeah &its like dem

Andre 3000

Thought Process V5

1995

Yeah yeah behold as my odes manifold on your rhymes two mc’s can’t occupy the same space at the same time it’s against the law of physics so weep as your sweet dreams break up like eurythmics rap rejects my tape deck ejects projectile whether Jew or Gentile I rank top percentile many styles more powerful than gamma rays my grammar pays like Carlos Santana plays Black Magic Woman so while you fuming I’m consuming mango juice under Polaris you just embarrassed cuz it’s your last tango in Paris & even after all my logic & my theory I add a motherfucker so you ignant niggas hear me crew remember take notes cuz I sow my rap oats & for you biting zealots here’s a quote

Lauryn Hill

Zealots V2

1996

I bomb atomically Socrates’ philosophies & hypotheses can’t define how I be dropping these mockeries lyrically perform armed robbery flee with the lottery possibly they spotted me battle-scarred shogun explosion when my pen hits tremendous ultraviolet shine blind forensics I inspect you through the future see millennium Killer Beez sold fifty gold sixty platinum shackling the masses with classic rap tactics graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths black Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in rumble with patrolmen tear gas laced the function heads by the score take flight incite a war chicks hit the floor die hard fans demand more behold the bold soldier control the globe slowly proceeds to blow swinging swords like Shinobi stomps grounds & pound footprints in solid rock Wu got it locked performing live on your hottest block...

Inspectah Deck

Triumphs V1

1997