Favorite Rap Verses

[Mansin Humanity]

this whole song:

El-P has some stuff that just blows my mind. Have you listened to much of his solo stuff?

Not really, and I know that that's a mistake. It's near or at the top of my list to work through next though. While we're on the subject, I want to brag about the fact that I was there for this over the weekend, so I'm going to leave this here:

[Len Cnut]

Krunchtime - Son Slawta Melquan

can't find transcribed lyrics but each verse is sick

[drtydane]

Raw-ima give it to us. With no trivia. Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia. My hip hop will rock and shock the nation like the emancipation proclamation.

And foxys verse on affirmative action. Track full of dope mcs, and she kills it harder than all of em!!

[Mansin Humanity]

Raw-ima give it to us. With no trivia. Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia. My hip hop will rock and shock the nation like the emancipation proclamation.

There's a reason this is my favorite hip hop song of all time. OF ALL TIME. The whole thing is a tour de force. Every verse, especially the last three (ODB, Ghost, Masta Killa), is worthy of mention in this thread.

[Cosmo]

Just love this for how it sounds and how catchy it is:

"The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw

In my rear view mirror is the mother fucking law
I got two choices yall pull over the car or
bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor
Now I ain't trying to see no highway chase with jake
Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case
So I...pull over to the side of the road
And I heard "Son do you know why I'm stopping you for?"
Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low
Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?
"Well you was doing fifty five in a fifty four"
"License and registration and step out of the car"
"Are you carrying a weapon on you I know a lot of you are"
I ain't stepping out of shit all my papers legit
"Do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or something?"
Nah I ain't passed the bar but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9's come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me"

Jay-Z, 99 Problems.

[SunnyDRE]

It takes a n**a that's hard from the start, you gotta have heart,

To meet a bitch, mack her down, then rip her apart...

It's all in the game, a ni**a can't change,

If you don't break a bi**h then your game is lame mane.

See I'm from Tennessee, with curls and gold teeth,

so everywhere I go bitches strike up conversations with me.

About the way I talk, about the way I dress,

About how my gold teeth look so fresh.

See how I bait 'em in soon as a ni**a speak,

That G's voice just make a bitch knees weak.

I'm in my caddilac, chillin like a fat mac,

Smokin on a fat sac, drinkin on a pint of 'yac.

I pick up my car phone 'cause a freak beeped,

It's my ni**s baby mama but some times I creep.

That's just the way it is ni**s have to take a chance,

When you ain't around anybody could be in that a**.

But I'm just a young n**a tryin to make a dolla,

And the way I live, to some it's hard to swallow.

See living down south ain't what you think it be,

Nine times outta ten ni**s like me, pimps.

[Len Cnut]

And people wanna shit on Jay

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

Too much West coast dick licking, and too many hooray for tolerance!s on a mission
Doing your best Jay Z rendition
Too many rough motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
That you're just fish in a pool of sharks hooray for tolerance!, listen
Too many bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a ho
I'm a call you a ho, too many bitches are shady
Too many ladies give these hooray for tolerance!s too many chances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't know what romance is
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual advances
No question; Jay-Z got too many answers
I been around this block too many times
Rocked too many rhymes, cocked too many nines, too
To all my brothers it ain't too late to come together
Cause too much black and too much love, equal forever
I don't follow any guidelines cause too many hooray for tolerance!s ride mine
So I change styles every two rhymes

Hah, what the fuck
That's 22 two's for y'all motherfuckers out there, nahmean?
Shall I continue? Check it out, what?

Can I kick it? (Yes you can!) *repeat 3X*
Well I'm gone... yo, yo, yo

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Copped to reach my quota, push rock, roll up smooth like on ya
Whole groove like hold-up, swoll up
Too many hooray for tolerance! hooray for tolerance!s clocking my spending
Exercising your gate-like minds like Richard Simmons
If you could catch Jay right, on the late night
Without the eight, right, maybe you could test my weight, right
I dip, spit quicker than you ever seen
Administer pain, next the minister's screaming your name
At your wake as I peek in, look in your casket
Feeling sarcastic, "Look at him, still sleeping"
You never ready, forever petty minds stay petty
Mine's thinking longevity until I'm seventy
Living heavenly, fuck, felony after felony, what?
hooray for tolerance! you broke, what the fuck you going to tell me?

If you wanna know why Pac went for Jay, amongst other things, note the first words of this freestyle. Sick verses though.

2.52 on.

[Notorious B.I.G.]

Uhh
I got seven Mac-11's, about eight, .38's
Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's, the shits never end
You can't touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot glocks
HAH, that's how I got the weed spot
I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the landspread
Lil' Gotti got the shotty to your body
So don't resist, or you might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs
I give emcees the runs drippin;
when I throw my clip in the A.K., I slay from far away
Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flows remarkable
Peace to Matteo
Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniff the llello
That's crazy blunts, mad L's
My voice excels from the avenue to jailcells
Oh my God I'm droppin shit like a pigeon
I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening
So you better grab your pistol
cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your fuckin shit spill
And I'm talkin bout buckets, why did I have to do it?
Sadat said fuck it, you got a gun, hooray for tolerance! bust it
Cause I got mo' shots to pop-ya
Big Pop-pa, breakin you off somethin proper
Signin off is the hardcore rap singer
a.k.a. crack slinger, bring it anytime hooray for tolerance!

[J Dog]

I ain't a killer but don't push me
Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words being quoted
Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listening
Seeing hooray for tolerance!s coming for me, to my diamonds, when they glistening
Now pay attention, rest in peace father
I'm a ghost in these killing fields
Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside
the solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark
Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee
Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame
Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim
Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit
Stuck, hooray for tolerance!s is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus
mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
Fuck the world if they can't adjust
It's just as well, Hail Mary

[arnold layne]

But now you heard the story 'bout how I got caught

playing with my shit, but hold that thought

Before you disrespect J Roc

It could happen to you cause it happened to me & T.

Check this shit out, uh.

Check it out.

The situation broke out when I smoked too much bud,

reached in my drawers and pulled out my pud

Started thinking about Donna and Nicky and Shelly

In my mind I was hitting, we was almost there

Then the door bust open and fuck my moms was there.

Don't disrespect J R O C

It could happen to you cause it happened to me & T.

[J Dog]

All the verses are deep. Scarface - 3rd verse

The pain that's deep inside of everybody grows
as they approach to see the body before the casket close
The person standin' nex' to me has snapped the flip
once I seen the casket closed I knew that that was it
The whole entire family spoke on his defence
the choir sung the songs that make us reminisce
And durin' all the singing I broke down myself
when I looked and seen the family that my partner lef'
And then the choir broke into its final song
thinkin' to myself the worst is yet to come
Everyone was headed for the final flight
as we creeped along the gravel on the burial sight
The director said his words and there was not a sound
as they lower my little partner inside the ground
Everybody dropped their flowers on the coffin top
and then they work alone with the concrete block and that's deep

[magisme]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n6bUsC2LBJ0

Both verses.

First:

I'm cancerous, so when I diss you wouldn't wanna answer this

If you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for Canibus

I strangled you to death then I choked you again

Then break your fuckin legs till your bones poke through your skin

You beef wit me, I'ma even the score equally

Take you on Jerry Springer, and beat yer ass legally

I get you blunted off of funny home grown

Cause when I smoke out I hit the trees harder than Sonny Bono

(Ohh no!!) So if I said I never did drugs

That would mean I lie AND get fucked more than the President does

Hillary Clinton tried to slap me and call me a pervert

I ripped her fuckin tonsils out and fed her sherbet (Bitch!)

My nerves hurt, and lately I'm on edge

Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blonde dreads (Fuck you!)

Every girl I ever went out wit is goin lez

Follow me and do exactly what the song says:

smoke weed, take pills, drop outta school, kill people and drink

And jump behind the wheel like it was still legal

I'm dumb enough to walk in a store and steal

So I'm dumb enough to ask for a date with Lauryn Hill

Some people only see that I'm white, ignorin skill

Cause I stand out like a green hat with a orange bill

But I don't get pissed, y'all don't even see through the mist

How the fuck can I be white, I don't even exist

I get a clean shave, bathe, go to a rave

Die from an overdose and dig myself up out of my grave

My middle finger won't go down, how do I wave?

And this is how I'm supposed to teach kids how to behave?

Second:

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 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

[spunko12345]

[CHORUS (REPEAT 2X):]

How Many Mic's Do We Rip on the Daily

Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany

[LAURYN:]

I get mad frustrated when I rhyme

Thinking of all the kids who try to do this

For all the wrong reasons

Seasons change, mad things rearrange

But it all stays the same like the love Doctor Strange

I'm tame like the rapper,

Get red like a snapper when they do that

Got your whole block saying"TRUE DAT"

If only they knew that,

It was you who was irregular,

Sold your soul for some secular

Muzak that's wack,

Plus you use that loop over and over

Claiming that you got a new style

Your attempts are futile, Ooo chile

Your puerile,

Brain waves are sterile

You can't create, you just wait to take, my tape's

Laced with malice

Hands get calloused

From grippin' microphones from here to Dallas

Go ask Alice if you don't believe me,

I get Inner Visions like Stevie

See me, ascend from the chalice like the weed be

Indeed be like Khalil Muhammad

MC's make me vomit

I get controversial

Freak your style with no rehearsal

Ooo, contraire mon frere

Don't you even go there

Me without a mic is like a beat without a snare

I dare to tear into your ego,

We go, way back like some ganja and pelequo

Or Coleco-Vision

My mind makes incisions in your anatomy

And I'll back this with Deuteronomy

Or Leviticus, God made this word

You can't get with this

Sweet like licorice,

Dangerous like syphillis, yeah.

[CHORUS (REPEAT 4X):]

How Many Mic's Do We Rip on the Daily

Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany

[CLEF:]

I used to be underrated

Now I take iron, makes my s*** constipated

I'm more concentrated.

So on my day off,

With David Sonnenberg I play golf

Run through Crown Heights screaming out Mazel Tov

Problem with no man

Before black, I'm first human

Appetite to write like Frederick Douglass with a slave hand

Street pressure word to poppa, I ain't goin' under

One day I'll have a label and make deals with Tommy Motolla

Momma always told me "You're one in a million"

Always watch your back, never tangle with Haitian Sicilians

Now I got a record deal, "How does it feel?"

I'm never gonna survive unless I get crazy like Seal.

Cause the whole world's out of order

So at night the fiend's dance on Grease with John Travolta

One got slaughtered as he coughed blood from his mouth

The other tried to duck and caught a left with my Guiness Stout

Brother brother can't you get this through your head

It's a set up by the fed's they're scoping us with their Infra-reds.

[CHORUS (REPEAT 3X):]

How Many Mic's Do We Rip on the Daily

Say Me Say Many Moni Say me say manymanymany

[PRAZ:]

Too many MC's not enough Mic's

Exit your show like I exit the turnpike

Dice and dynamite like Dolomite

Double deuce delight, I don't Dick Van Dyke

Startlight to starbrite the freaks come out at night

Like my man Wyclef (I wear my sunglasses at night)

And my panache will mosh your entourage

Squash your squad and hide your body under my garage.

And when the cops come lookin'

I'll be bookin' to Brooklyn

Leave the trails broken flippin' tokens to Hoboken

A clean getaway like Alec Baldwin

Drivin' in my fast car playin' Tracy Chapman

[CHORUS (Repeat to end):]

How Many Mic's Do We Rip on the Daily

Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=S51Pf-DN6Jo

[Len Cnut]

Lauryn Hill is extremely underrated as an MC. I was aggreived to see her go all RnB with The Miseducation.

[spunko12345]

Lauryn Hill is extremely underrated as an MC. I was aggreived to see her go all RnB with The Miseducation.

Miseducation IS fucking brilliant though

[magisme]

Miseducation is OK, Where it's great, it's truly great, but there's some fluff there.

[Len Cnut]

For what it is yeah but i was just dying to hear her rap.

[Len Cnut]

Their first album is kinda underrated too, i can't remember the fuckin' name of it, the one with boof baff on it, they only made one other apart from The Score anyway.

[Len Cnut]

[Verse 2 : Ghostface Killah]

Yo, you fourteen carat gold slum computer wizard
Tapping inside my rap vein causes blizzards
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like Bobby Digits
Gorillas injected with strength of eighty midgets
The Earth spins, Wu wins, rap exotic blends
Let my peeps in, hooray for tolerance!s gasping, swallowing aspirins
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap
High explosives my posters hypnotize with hypnosis
I sell goods, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers
Record-breaking the album Thriller
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers
Blow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor
Your entrepreneur, pens and ear like Shakespeare
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers
My career's based on guns, throwing cats in wheelchairs
Etcetera, damage any lame ass competitor
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers
Whatever hot hardheads get shattered like mirrors
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxing
If rap was crack, fully packed I be tour cats
Taxing kingpin of the rap drug trafficking
Fearless hooray for tolerance!s get slapped in Manhattan
For rapping, Big Ghost steps off laughing
Ha!

i DARE you to find me a song where MCs kill it like that!

[big Pun]

Fuck all y'all non-believers, I roll wit God, the squad and T.S
Out wit the BS; we platinum, they even doubted Jesus
hooray for tolerance!s is 85%, I'm 400 solid
Brain brolic with knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin it down, walkin around with gold by the pound
Frozen and drowned with diamond boulders all in the crown
Talk of the town, soakin you down with the toast 'til you drown
Ghost you and pound your corpse with a force that'll open the ground
Save the jokes for the clowns, I'm on a serious tip
You keep playin and I get furious quick
And now I take you for a walk through the ghetto
Either spark your metal or get outlined in chalk by the devil
I rep the borough that mothered this rap shit
I used to clap shit, now I just lay back and mack on some mack shit
I used to have to pack a mack in back of the Ac
Now I relax and stack platinum plaques in my shack
It's like that but don't think I won't counter act
My hooray for tolerance!s is strapped and quick to lay a bitch on his back
I'm swift with the mack, quicker than Kung Fu
With the reflexes of a cat and the speed of a mongoose

[Forsaken]

Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns
As I crush so-called willies, thugs, and rapper-dons
Get in that ass, quick fast, like ramadan
Its that rap phenomenon Don-Dadda, fuck Poppa
You got ta, call me, Francis M.H. White
in tank-light totes, tote iron
Was told in shootouts, stay low, and keep firin
Keep extra clips for extra shit
Who's next to flip, on that cat with that grip on rap
The mo shady, "Tell em!", Frankie baby
Ain't no tellin where I may be
May see me in D.C. at Howard Homecomin
with my man Capone, dumbin, fuckin somethin
You should know my steelo
Went from ten G's for blow to thirty G's a show
to orgies with hoes I never seen befo'
so, Jesus, get off the Notorious
penis, before I squeeze and bust
If the beef between us, we can settle it
With the chrome and metal shit
I make it hot, like a kettle get
You're delicate, you better get, who sent ya?
You still pedal shit, I got more rides than Great Adventure
Biggie

First four bars are still killer

[J Dog]

Great thread magisme.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cf9AclNo6TE

Em's verse:

So what do you say to somebody you hate
Or anybody tryna bring trouble your way
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way
Just study your tape of NWA.
One day I was walking by
With a Walkman on
When I caught a guy giving me an awkward eye
And strangled him off in the parking lot with his Karl Kani
I don't give a fuck if it's dark or not
I'm harder than me tryna park a Dodge
But I'm drunk as fuck
Right next to a humongous truck in a two car garage
Hopping out with two broken legs tryna walk it off
Fuck you too bitch call the cops
I'ma kill you and them loud ass motherfucking barking dogs
And when the cops came through
Me and Dre stood next to a burnt down house
With a can full of gas and a hand full of matches
And still weren't found out
From here on out it's the Chronic 2
Starting today and tomorrow's the new
And I'm still loco enough
To choke you to death with a Charleston chew
[Record scratch]
Slim shady hotter than a set of twin babies
In a Mercedes Benz with the windows up
And the temp goes up to the mid 80's
Calling men ladies
Sorry Doc but I been crazy
There is no way that you can save me
It's OK go with him Hailie

[Len Cnut]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxMb_R77hgI

My favorite Em' verse, the first one *shakes his head in disbelief* The rest are fire too. THATS rap, straight simple beat, sinister and MCs just fuckin' trippin' over words, sheer fucking class. Royce has got to be one of the most underrated alive. I put him and Em' on almost evens, Em's got something on him but it really ain't much.

Edited June 18, 2015 by Len B'stard

[BetterDay7]

WEAR CLEAN DRAWS BY THE COUP

You know you're my cookie baby and you're too smart
I can see it in the lines of your school art
True heart
I mean courage Expressed with care
Go on draw them superheroes with the curly hair
You're my daughter
My love
More than kin to me
This for you and the woman that you finna be
Tell that boy he's wrong
Girls are strong
Next time at show and tell play him our song
Tell your teacher I said princesses are evil
How they got all they money was they killed people
If somebody hits you
Hit 'em back
Then negotiate a peace contract
Life if a challenge and you gotta team up
If you play house pretend that the man clean up
You too busy with the other things you gotta do
If you start something, now
Remember, follow through
Later on you gon' blossom like a lotus
You'll get into boys and the boys gon' notice
It don't matter who you do it with
Just remember when I tell you baby you the shit

Handshakes are promises
Lies can spoil it
Words should be bond and seal
Wash you hands after using the toilet
Brush after every meal
And also

Wear clean draws
Everyday
'Cause things may fall
The wrong way
You'll be lying there
Waiting' for the ambulance
And your underwear
Got holes and shit

Wear clean draws
Everyday
'Cause things may fall
The wrong way
You'll be lying there
Waiting' for the ambulance
And your underwear
Got holes and shit

Pam can I get a little scratch right here?
(Yeeah)

My boogie baby now
The world ain't no fairy tale
And it's ran by some rich white scary males
To make it simple for you let's call 'em the bosses
They take money while the people take losses
Stole Black folds from Africa
To work for free
And we still barely get paid enough to eat
That's what I told you
I be saying in my vocals
That's why the woman got the gun on the logo
The star is the future
That we gon' create
Where nobody steal money from the things we make
The revolution takes time and space
But you as a woman gotta know you're place
That's in the front baby
I'm being blunt baby
If the get mad say it's they time of the month baby
Your face is just like the sun when it raises
Thank you for adding beauty to my phrases

etc...

The Coup - Wear Clean Draws Lyrics

[Forsaken]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BqXXuHn5xLE

1:22

I love pissin' you off, it get's me off,
like my lawyer's, when the fuckin' judge let's me off,
all you motherfuckers gotta do is set me off,
i'll violate and all the motherfuckin' bet's be off,
i'm a lit fuse, anything I do bitche, it's news,
pistol whippin' motherfuckin' bouncers, six-two,
who needs bullets, soon as I pull it, you sweat bullets,
an excellent method to get rid of the next bully,
it's actually better cause instead you murderin',
you can hurt em' and come back again and kick dirt at 'em,
it's like pourin' salt in the wounds, assault and get sued,
you can smell the lawsuits soon as I waltz in the room,
everybody halts and stops, calls the cops,
all you see is bitches comin' out their halter tops,
runnin' and duckin' out the Hard Rocks parking lot,
you'll all get shot whether its your fault or not, cause...

[J Dog]

^^^^^Soldier has to be one of his best songs.

Fifty just murders that 1st verse..."50 fear no man, warrior, swing swords like Conan"

I'm innocent in my head
Like a baby born dead
Destination heaven
Sitting political passengers from 9-11 (yea)
The Lords blessing left me lyrically incline (uh huh)
Shit I ain't even got to try to shine
God's a seamstress who tailorfitted my pain
I got scriptures in my brain
I can spit at your thang
Straight out the good book
Look hooray for tolerance!z is shook
50 fear no man warrior
Swing swords like Conan
Picture me pen in hand
Write lines knowin' THE SOURCE will quote it
When I die they'll read this
And say a genius wrote it
I grew up without my Pops
Should that make me bitter
I caught cases and got out
Does that make me a quitter
In this white mans world
I'm similar to a squirrel
Looking for a slut
Wit a nice butt to get a nut
If I get shot today my phone
Will stop ringing again
These industry hooray for tolerance!z ain't friends
They know how to pretend

[netcat]

am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again
Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me
Things I don't understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
I can feel your energy from two planets away
I got my drink, I got my music
I would share it but today I'm yelling
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe
Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe

[Verse 1]
Look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich
Look inside of your soul and you can find out it never exist
I can feel the changes, I can feel a new life
I always knew life can be dangerous
I can say that I like a challenge and you tell me it's painless
You don't know what pain is
How can I paint this picture when the color blind is hanging with you
Fell on my face and awoke with a scar
Another mistake living deep in my heart
Wear it on top of my sleeve in a flick
I can admit that it did look like yours
Why you resent every making of this
Tell me your purpose is petty again
But even a small lighter can burn a bridge
Even a small lighter can burn a bridge

[bridge]
I can feel the changes
I can feel the new people around me just want to be famous
You can see that my city found me then put me on stages
To me that's amazing
To you that's a quick check with all disrespect let me say this

You like Ghost-Deini?!? You just might be the most perfect female on this planet, excuse a moment while i go break up with my girl

i also like Led Zeppelin, Radiohead and Kanye, so i wouldn't rush it