Best opening line in a song

[HaulParris]

“I want to be your vacuum cleaner, breathing in your dust”

Arctic Monkeys

 

[Jimmy McGill]

COP KILLA!!!!

 

[Jackonfire]

Well, it's Ninth and Hennepin
All the doughnuts have names that sound like prostitutes

 

[MisGuidedAngel]

Hello darkness my old friend.

 

[Chesten_Hesten]

 

[Cygnus A]

I got something to say.... I killed your baby today

-Misfits

 

[Kingz]

 

[Jackonfire]

Twenty twenty twenty four hours to go. I wanna be sedated.

 

[Anung Un Rama]

Hello darkness my old friend.

This might actually be a legit winner

 

[Anung Un Rama]

Holly came from Miami, FLA

 

[Anung Un Rama]

Devastation at last, finally we meet

 

[Nameless Ghoul]

"Well I'm not mad, I'm just bored and everything I do is only because, There's nothing much else for me to do, and that includes you, and that includes you.."

 

[An Uncertain Choice]

Cheer up Brian. You know what they say. Some things in life are bad, they can really make you mad. Other things just make you swear and curse

 

[Kingz]

Devastation at last, finally we meet

Legit underrated classic

 

[Jackonfire]

Daddy? Yes, son? What does regret mean?
Well son, the funny thing about regret is that
It's better to regret something you have done, than to regret something that you haven't done
And by the way, if you see your mom this weekend, will you be sure and tell her
Satan! Satan! Satan!

 

[tonysmasseuse]

Hey Charlie I'm pregnant and living on 9th Street

Edited to add: Not that the line is so fantastic but sung by someone with Tom Waits' voice makes it pretty fucking hilariously amazing

 

[JoshTehV]

You lack
The minerals and vitamins, irons and the niacin
Fuck who did I offend. Rappers, sit back. I’m ‘bout to begin

 

[JoshTehV]

On the night of the last rap that I write
MC's all over will bless the mic
Point two double glocks in the air
Some cats gon' die in they barber's chair
Real rap take to be made of gold
Hot little ho's y'all keep 'em cold
Everywhere, check it out, it'll be cool
All dope deals will even go smooth

On the night of the last rap that I write
The Devil and God gon' have a fight
Check it, head to head
Tiga, toe to toe
Try'na figure out where I'ma go
All non-smokers gon' blaze the weed
Bonify the term ...(?)
From pennies, yeah tiga
To a gang of g's
And all my homies go from oz's to key's

On the night of the last rap that I write
Mike Tyson gon' have his greatest fight
Knock the little trick out with a left and a right
Stevie Wonder even gon' regain his sight
On the night of my last rap
Africa's gon' be run by blacks
And no where 'round will there be crack
Jamaica's gon' get Bob Marley's back
And all my tigas gon' bust they guns
And no where 'round where the police come

And check this out
I'ma kick it with khan
Muhammad Ali will be pronounced as god
Won't be one killin' in the projects
Muslim's will all cry from Malcolm-X
You will finally get respect
Dis I know, I never guess

On the night of the last rap that I write
I'll be married with a wife
She'll be the special love of my life
But check this out muthafucka, Not tonight
Life, of a desperado
Kick it like soccer, That's my motto
Like a bullet in your gun
My heart stay hollow
Sumthin' to like but not to follow
Yo!

 

[JoshTehV]

There are no fingerprints deep underwater
Nothing to tie one to a crime
And if you seek vengeance
All you need are instuments of pain
You need your knives - check
Rope - check
Dagger - check
Chains - check
Rocks - check
Laser beams - check
Acid - check
Body bag - check
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
Murmaider
But beware
For when you quench your blood thirst
Others will seek vengeance on you
And they wont rest
Until your dead

 

[JoshTehV]

Ay-yo I shatter dreams like Jordan, assault and batter your team
Your squadron'll be barred from rap like Adam & Eve from the garden
I'm carvin' my initials on your forehead
So every night before bed you see the "BP" shine off the board head
Reverse that, I curse at the first wack with the worst rap
'cause he ain't worth jack
Hit 'em with a thousand pounds of pressure per slap
Make his whole body jerk back, watch the earth crack
Hand him his purse back
I'm the first Latin rapper to baffle your skull
Master the flow, z be swearin' I'm blacker than coal
Like Nat King, I be rapping and tongue's packing
The ones, magnums, cannons and gatling guns
It's Big Pun! The one and only son of Tony, Montana
You ain't promised manana in the rotten manzana
C'mon-pana we need more rhymers
Feel the marijuana snake bite anaconda
I'm in Ivana with wine-a, try to match my persona
Sometimes rhymin' I blow my own mind like Nirvana
Comma, and go the whole nine like Madonna
Go try to find another rhymer with my kinda gramma
When you awaken, your manhood'll be taken
Fakin' like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination
Fakin' like you Satan when I'm the rhymin' abomination