Fuck movin’ mountains, I move planets and leave you Earthless.
Terror Squad: the worst that hurt shit, split your universes.

Fat Joe, “Find Out,” Don Cartagena, 1998

MC’s they retreat cause they know I can beat ‘em,
And eat ’em in a battle and the ref won’t cheat ’em.
I’m the best takin’ out all rookies,
So forget Oreos…eat Cool J cookies.

LL Cool J, “I’m Bad,” Bigger and Deffer, 1987. More LL Cool J quotes

I never fronted, you can get it if you want it…
Won’t say I’m the best, but I’m not that far from it.

Lord Finesse, “Gameplan,” The Awakening, 1996

I’m your idol, the highest title, Numero Uno,
I’m not a Puerto Rican, but I’m speakin so that you know,
And understand, I got the gift of speech,
And it’s a blessin, so listen to the lesson I preach…

Special Ed, “I Got it Made,” Youngest in Charge, 1989

Now what Clan you know with lines this ill?
Bust shots at Big Ben, like we got time to kill.

Method Man, “Protect Ya Neck (The Jump Off),” from Wu-Tang Clan’s The W, 2000

Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns,
As I crush so-called Willies, thugs, and rapper-dons.

The Notorious B.I.G., “Kick in the Door,” Life After Death, 1997

I show more blind rage than Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles wrestling in a steel cage.

Chino XL, “Freestyle Rhymes,” Here to Save You All, 1996

It’s a thin line between paper and hate,
Friends and snakes, nine millis and thirty-eights,
Hell or the pearly gates…I was destined to come,
Predicted, blame God, He blew breath in my lungs.

Nas, “Hate Me Now,” I Am…, 1999

Went from most hated to the Champion God Flow,
I guess that’s a feelin’ only me and LeBron know.

Kanye West, “New God Flow,” Cruel Summer, 2012

The D’s for doin it all of the time.
M is for the rhymes, that are all mine,
C’s for cool, cool as can be,
And why you wear those glasses? So I can see!

D.M.C., “Here We Go,” Run-D.M.C., 1983

The line between playing to win and sin is thin,
But I walk it with grace and I talk it with taste.
I am that raw, simply put, and I rest my case.

Cee-Lo, “One for the Road,” Cee-Lo Green and His Perfect Imperfections, 2002

I gave birth to most of them MC’s…
So when it comes around to the month of May,
Send me your royalty check for Mother’s Day.

Roxanne Shanté, “Have a Nice Day,” Bad Sister, 1989

What’s the remedy? Suckaz better get their own identity,
And to the enemy, you better roll like there’s ten of me.

A.G., “Next Level,” from Show and A.G.’s Goodfellas, 1995

I won’t say I’m the baddest, or portray that role,
But I’m in the top 2, and my father’s gettin’ old.

Big Daddy Kane, “Cause I Can Do It Right,” Taste of Chocolate, 1990

Flawless victory, y’all niggas can’t do shit to me:
Physically, lyrically, hypothetically, realistically.

Big Pun, “Beware,” Capital Punishment, 1998 

Watch out for the medallion, my diamonds are reckless,
Feels like a midget is hangin from my necklace!

Ludacris, “Stand Up,” Chicken-N-Beer, 2003

Leave MC’s blind with amnesia;
Chop ‘em into salad, and my name ain’t Caesar.

Black Thought, “@15,” from The Roots’ Rising Down, 2008

I get physical, mystical, very artistical…
Giving party people something funky to listen to.

Big Daddy Kane, “Just Rhymin’ with Biz,” Long Live The Kane, 1988

Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin’.
Now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction!

Jay-Z, “Money Ain’t a Thang,” from Jermaine Dupri’s Life in 1472, 1998

When I die, bury me butt naked and face down in the grass
So I can fuck the world while y’all kiss my ass

Ras Kass, “Bentleys & Bitches,” from Beatminerz Brace 4 Impak, 2001