preety ill line

Yes, I love Lauryn Hill, she's smart and the only reason why I ever listened to The Fugees, but I only liked her then

"Seasons change, mad things rearrange
But it all stays the same like the love Doctor Strange"

"Claiming that you got a new style
Your attempts are futile, Ooo chile
Your puerile,
Brain waves are sterile"

"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"

" Lyrical sedative, keep niggas medative
Head rushers I give to creative kids and fiends
Dreams of euphoria,
Aurora,
To another galaxy
Phallic-sy
Be this microphone, but get lifted
Lyrically I'm gifted
Burn on in without the roach clip (it)
Henders, mind-bender
Pleasure sender,
So frequently your nerve endings belong to me
Wrongfully you put me down not receiving the full capacity of my smoke
Wack niggas choke
From the fumes that I emote,
Or emit shit
See even I feel the mahogany L
Natural hallucinogen
Turning boys to men again
With estrogen dreams
Release blues, yellows and greens"

Edit: I know this was supposed to be lines, but I couldnt pick.

 

all the others I remember are in Spanish and really is not something you cant translate.

 

I can't make ya believe, that a tree is a tree, and when my soul bleeds the color that I'm spillin is green. - KottonMouth Kings

I can smell it in the air but where inthahell's it coming from?
need it badly, can I hit your blunt or simply take a gun? - Three 6

Hurry up an pass it before you get your ass kicked,
I got an ounce of weed but you aint reachin in my plastic. - Three 6

 

that's an E-40 line in Tech N9ne's 'Jellysickle'

 

my lungs is black cuz im a ganga smoker

 

"you know my nigga used to kidnap kids
fuck em in the ass, toss em over the bridge
thats how it is" -B.I.G.

 

I'm slamming niggaz like Shaquille, shit is real
When it's time to eat a meal I rob and steal
'cos Mom Duke ain't giving me shit
so for the bread and butter I leave niggaz in the gutter
Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous
Crazier than a bag of fucking Angel Dust
When I bust my gat motherfuckers take dirt naps
I'm all that and a dime sack, where the paper at?
- the notorious B.I.G.

 

(Oh shit! The cops!) Be cool, fool
They ain't gonna roll up, all they want is fucking doughnuts
(So why the fuck he keep looking?) I guess to get his life tooken
I just came home, ain't trying to see Central Booking
Oh shit, now he looking in my face
You better haul ass 'cos I ain't with no fucking chase
So lace up your boots, 'cos I'm about to shoot
A true motherfucker going out for the loot

 

"i kick a skill like shaquille hold the pill
vocabulary spills im ill"-Nas

 

That song is by little wyte i think.