Best rap verse of all time?

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I'm the masta blasta, drinking up the Shasta, my voice sounds sweet 'cause it hasta

[Rex Kickass]

The Greatest Rap Song of All Time "Janet Reno" by Anquette

 

[intro: Anquette, backed up by "Dragnet" theme]

 

In our town we have a State Attorney by the name of Janet Reno

 

She locks brothers up for not paying their child support

 

In your town you may have someone just like her

 

 

[the beat kicks in]

 

 

 

You think you're so slick, that you won't have to pay

 

You slay, get a baby, then run away

 

Oh, but I got a trick for your monkey ass

 

The boys that don't pay get cased up fast

 

You ?answer to? Janet Reno and she lays the law

 

And when she's through with you, you'll wish you never saw

 

Me or the baby or the place where we met

 

Digging up old gold that you wish you could forget

 

The proof is here, it's livin and breathin

 

And Janet Reno's makin sure that I start receivin

 

All the money you get, all the checks you make

 

Janet Reno will make sure and TAKE

 

 

 

*singing to the tune of "Yankee Doodle"*

 

Janet Reno comes to town collecting all the money

 

You stayed one day, then ran away, and started actin funny

 

She caught you down on 15th Ave., you tried to hide your trail

 

She found your ass and locked you up, now WHO can post no bail?

 

(Bust it!)

 

 

 

You're out in your 'vert, dickin her down

 

You start to get ?babblin? when Reno comes around

 

You start changing your looks, your clothes and your car

 

You're not a mama's boy, you're a projects star

 

It's time to pay your dues, I mean pay in full

 

Janet's in control, you ain't got no pull

 

You can't boss around like the boys on the ave.

 

And slowly but surely I'm gettin all that you have

 

From your bad-ass suits to your Revlon cologne

 

Your diamond rings, gold rope and everything you own

 

Will get taken and then you be sad to the max

 

And I'll even get your income tax

 

 

 

*singing to the tune of "Charlie Brown" by the Coasters*

 

He walks in a courtroom, cool and slow

 

And calls Janet Reno a no good dirty hoe

 

She locks yo ass up, now you don't know what to do

 

The boys on the ave. are sure dissin you

 

(Hit it!)

 

 

 

Janet Reno gets justice for all

 

You can solve your problem with a phone call

 

So if you have a problem that you want resolved

 

Just straighten it out when you get in court

 

Put your faith in her and you won her respect

 

And if it's up to her you get all your checks

 

She helped me out of a jam, I'm doin well on my own

 

It could be the same for yours, been proven and shown

 

 

 

*singing to the tune of "This Old Man"*

 

Yes my man had a Brougham

 

But this time he's not drivin it home

 

With a knick-knack-slam-splack, you hit it, now you're gone

 

Now I'm 'round town just pushin your Brougham

 

The next time you start to make a selection

 

Make sure that you got some protection

 

Think twice the next time before you jump right in the bed

 

Take a minute out to put a rubber on your head