Favorite Rap qoutes

I'll never let another chick bring me down

In a relationship, save it *****, babysit? You make me sick

Superman ain't savin' ****, girl you can jump on Shady's ****

Straight from the hip, cut to the chase

I'll tell the **********ing slut to her face

Play new games, say new names, ever since I broke up with what's her face

I'm a different man, kiss my ***, kiss my lips, ***** why ask?

Kiss my ****, hit my cash, I'd rather have you whip my ***

Don't put out? I'll put you out

Won't get out? I'll push you out

Puss blew out, poppin' ****

Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out

Am I too nice? Buy you ice

***** if you died, wouldn't buy you life

What you tryin' to be, my new wife?

What you Mariah? Fly through twice

But I do know one thing though

*****es they come, they go

Saturday through Sunday Monday

Monday through Sunday yo

Maybe I'll love you one day

Maybe we'll someday grow

'Til then just sit your drunk *** on that ****in' runway hoe

" They business-minded but they in the wrong line o' biz

Cus they busy mindin' mine instead o' mindin' theirs

I got some medicine, that should clear up sinuses

I got you some rock, you know what kind it is

She said 'it's yours, babe' lemme see how 'mine' it is

Lemme test that head out, I wouldn't mind a quiz "

'Cause I'm long, and I'm strong

And I'm down to get the friction on"

I remember droppin' outta school

Now I'm on stage gettin' paid for droppin' jewels

Rollin' up them papers full of fuel

I swear I smoked a whole 40 acres and a mule

Middle finger to the bureau

I want a mansion wit' a pool

Built a castle in the country, now I'm livin' rule

But we eatin' over here I swear a N**** gettin' full

Since I signed to Kanye Ain't a B**** I didn't pull

Sorry if I'm being cruel

I got H*** I mean plural

I cut a lotta sheep why you think I'm wearin' wool?

These cowards, want beef but I ain't wit' the bull

The Prince of this rap S*** B**** I came to rule

You can ask my N**** Bachi

I been poppin' since Hirachis

Now we eatin' Mahi Mahi

Wit' a double shot o' Saki

Duckin' paparazzi

I'm the young Paul McCartney

Everybody love me but the suckaz hate me like a "Darkie"

N**** wake up, Don't join the army

Kill ya own peoples, but fear Illuminati

And they ain't even real, or are they?

But you wouldn't even know, because you "partay"

Too F****** much, If you start to doubt

They already in yo mind, and comin' out yo mouth

It's not a trick, N**** it's a trap

Survival of the fit, is what they aimin' at

And N***** ain't fit, fat as hell

Fattened mind, Body fat as well

Who use most the drugs? Americans

What's in Afghanistan? Heroin

You think that's by mistake? They can't stop that

Don't think you safe though, because you not black

Greed is color blind, so I'm color blind

They gon' F*** wit' yours, soon as they done wit' mine

They say I try too hard, Verses overwhelm

I learned most of this, from N***** Sittin' in jail

It's like Cambodia the killing fields uptown

We live in distress and hang the flag upside down

The sound of conservative politicians on television

People in the hood are blind so they tell us to listen

They vote for us to go to war instantly

But none of their kids serving the infantry

The odds are stacked against us like a casino

Think about it, most of the army is black and latino

And if you can't acknowledge the reality of my words

You just another stupid mother fucker out on the curb

Trying to escape from the ghetto with your ignorant ways

But you can't read history at an illiterate stage

And you can't raise a family on minimum wage

Why the fuck you think most of us are locked in a cage

I give niccaz the truth, cause they pride is indigent

You better off rich and guilty than poor and innocent

But I'm sick of feeling impotent watching the world burn

In the era of apocalypse waiting my turn

I'm a Harlem nicca that's concerned with the future

And if your in my way it'd be an honor to shoot ya

Up root ya with the evil that grows in my people

Making them deceitful, cannibalistic and lethal

But I see through the mentality implanted in us

And I educate my fam about who we should trust

I like big butts and I cannot lie.

I wake up in the morning and I ask myself

"Is life worth living, should I blast myself?"

-Tupac

Y'all in the ocean coastin' with the sails out

Hey America thanks for the bailouts

I made off at the banco ambrosiano

Got away scott free like el Vaticano

Acitvists activist get mad at me

'Cause I'm a tax free charity

80% to the staff and company

And 20% to the homeless and hungry

The country gotta pay the fed reserve

Kick back to the banksters haven't you learned

You protest cops or patrols on the street

But I bought city hall so I own the police

Email facebook and the sh!t you tweet

On the phone companies so I heard you speak

My suggestion is no correction no elections, sex with no affection

No invention would benefit the world of man

Will exist till I got the money in my hand

World bank, interest rate d@mn rape on the spot

But I'm a gangster you gon' take my money like it or not, nicca

(I got your country in my pocket, motherf#cker! )

[U-God]

I'm the kid with the golden arms

[Meth]

And I'm the motherf!ckin hott nikks (AAAAH!) pass the blunt

My nicca don't front

You had it for a minute but it seem like a month [COUGH]

Now I'm chokin, smokin, hopin

I don't croakin, from overdosin...

Hey kid, (walk straight as a I...)

Wu and Meth got you open (open), let's ride

Can't stand niccas that floss too much

Can't stand Bentleys they cost too much

Kid wanna get up then kid get touched

Kid wanna stick up then kid get stuck

I'm the one that called your bluff

When your boy tried to act tough...

Remember what Old Dirty said, I'll f!ck yo' @ss up!

Listen up I got somethin I wanna say to y'all

The black woman is God she created us all

They call her mother nature, some call her mother earth

Some say she came second, I know that she came first

That's why we honor her mitochondrial dna

trace our lineage back to 170k

It's a black hole in the center of the universe

It ain't the universe really it's the womb of hers

Disrespect our women we put you to the fire

Listen up my n*gga religion is full of liars

x4

They don't know who you are ...

x4

Stretch out your legs, let me make you bawl

Drive you insane, drive you up the wall

Starin at your dome-piece, very strong

Stronger Than Pride, stronger than Teflon

Take you on the ave and you buy me links

Now I wanna pound the putang until it stinks

You can be my mama and I'll be your boy

Original rude boy, never am I coy

You can be a shorty in my ill convoy

Not to come across as a thug or a hood

But hon, you got the goods, like Madeline Wood

By the way, my name's Malik

The Five-Foot Freak

Let's say we get together by the end of the week

She simply said, "No," labelled me a hoe

I said, "How'd you figure?" "My friends told me so."

I hate when silly groupies wanna run they yap

Word to God, hon, I don't get down like that

I'll have you weak in the knees that you could hardly speak

Or we could do like Uncle L and swing an ep in my jeep

Keep it in the down, yo, we keep it discrete

See, I'm not the type to kid to have my biz in the streets

If my mom don't approve, then I'll just elope

Let me sink the little man from inside the boat

Let me hit it from the back, girl I won't catch a hernia

Bust off on your couch, now you got semens furniture

Shaheed, Phife and the Extra P

Stacy, ? DJ and my man L.G.

They know the Abstract is really soul on ice

The character is of men, never ever of mice

Shorty let me tell you about my only vice

It has to do with lots of lovin and *it ain't nuthin nice*..

(A Tribe Called Quest)

All nightmares the light dares to desert me/got me like ''everybody wants to hurt me"/paranoid so I strike out at whatever closes thang to me is gone get whatnever/ will I? kill I? think death is wrong/so Imma keep holding on till whats left is gone/ and i'ma put that on my n44!! Boom/these other rap cats will give a n@!$ room. Dmx.

" He invented the flow, that's just intended to blow

Cause my infinite spinach got my eyes tinted fa sho

I been a menace, make Dennis look like a innocent H* "

" I won't argue wit' you and start talkin' foul

But believe the only beef we let walk is cow "

" We could fight but we bring the toys out next

Leave a hater with more patches than a boy scout vest "

" Killin' me, I dare you to try to

Cause I'll leave you throwin' up blood like Piru "

You think you're Afro-American?

You're a 14th amendment and a good niccga

Jews don't salute the f@ckin swastika

But niccaz pledge allegiance to the flag that accosted ya

They never teach about the break of islands like Jamaica

But before slaves came here whites would take a

Pregnant women, hang her from a tree by her toes

Slice her stomach with a knife

And let the unborn baby fall to the flo'

And stop an unborn child in front of all the slaves

To inbreed fear, so they'd be scared and behave

And not rebel more

Last name ever, first name Greatest.

@TheDrifter said:

Last name ever, first name Greatest.

GTFO

:<

"Revolution is the birth of equality

And the anti-thesis to oppression"

-Immortal Technique (One Remix)

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

Where N*ggas will big you up for a feature when they all know

They ain't F*ck with you when you was a nobody before you blown

The cold shoulders they shown are hugs now that you known

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

Where H*s you know will call you

Out the blue askin' how are you

And tellin' you that you are to

Come over when you are open

Knowin' last time they saw you, not a single word was spoken

But

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

Where everyone got an opinion

And you sit there and listen

They lookin' in your eyes but they do not see your vision

They say they got your interests but who are you F*ckin' kiddin' ?

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

When they start to know who "X" is

I get emails from all my Exes

And my mom is feelin' jaded cause I can't reply to text's

Don't know if I'm home or doin' a show in Texas

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

Where failure is not a option

Cause everybody is watchin'

I don't wanna be the topic

Of barber shop N*ggas talkin'

The vultures doin' circles cause the square got em Hawkin'

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

Hold on to your seat cause it's gon' be a bumpy road

When you're girlfriend wanna sleep and you just gotta up and go

The fast life got you addicted to somethin' slow

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

Where everybody's plottin'

And ain't no way to stop em

You always come around and tell em that you got em

Afraid of them thinking you just blew up and just forgot em

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

You like a wretch just like you, but nothin' ever grows

Cause she afraid of being another name that's in your phone

It's sad when you're a choice and she would rather choose alone

But

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

Get used to the pictures

You know they'll always getcha

Specially when it jump off in the club, chooses to kiss ya

They tag you on their facebook now your girlfriend think you dissed her

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

You got time to sit and think

When you in that window seat

Prayin' for your downfall soon as you reach your peak

So my eyes wide open I don't even try to blink

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

You just hope the end is near soon

Your life is like a clear road

Every hand shake and friendship is a career move

You feel yourself gettin' further from people that's near you

Down the rabbit hole we go ...

Take a pill to make you sleep, take a pill you go

Take a pill to make her freaky, take a pill to make you grow

Here's a pill to hide the real and here's a pill to make you know ...

We gotta stack chips, and that's the way it is, yo.
Living in the city is turning Billy schizo-
Phrenic, it's a blood-money epidemic,
Kids rock Akademiks but they're not academic.
Better stop for a second, take a look around you,
Demons surround you, evil is all powerful.
Love is up against the ropes, it's God's downfall.
Lucifer reigns - the future remains doubtful.
The gloves are off - bare knuckle for the last round,
Listen to the war drum, hear how my heart sounds.
My fists pound the asphalt, as the living dead inhale the crack smoke.
Squeeze blood out a stone just to make cash flow - streets retarded,
The daily news is too much for the weak hearted.
Deeply depressed artistic arsonist, sparkin spliffs,
Addicts jack the pharmacist's.
The devil lives in the Houses of Parliament,
Devil worship or rebel disarmament,
Is the main agenda for the parliamentary member.
Send in the Toxic Avenger!
Mutant anti-hero, stack de-niro,
Move with a band of bandoleros at sub-zero
Temperature - New clothes for the Emperoror,
Watch how you walk, these kids will put an end to ya.
The cross-country adventurer,
Ventin' the pent up aggression, when I enter the session.
Adolescents hold weapons, and shut down your pantomime,
Draw heat - 9 milli degrees Fahrenheit.

"Id rather Die Enormous than Live Dormant,Thats how we on it" - Jay-z

... She was ridin' in an acura

I pulled up from the back of her

Rolled the window down and said, "hello I am a bachelor

Wit' Excellent Vernacular

A-T-L ambassador"

She said, "Whatchu smokin' on?"

"Oh that's the smell of lavender"

"And you drive a nice car, you must be a trafficker"

I said, "Girl you a trip, you must be a traveller"

I can't lie I got my a** whooped a couple times

But believe I'm always there when it's knuckle time

To think about the origins of hip hop in this culture and also about homeland security is to see that there are at the very least two worlds in America. One of the well-to-do and the struggling. For if ever there was the absence of homeland security it is seen in the gritty roots of hip hop. For the music arises from a generation that feels with some justice that they have been betrayed by those who came before them. That they are at best tolerated in schools, feared on the streets, and almost inevitably destined for the hell holes of prison. They grew up hungry, hated and unloved. And this is the psychic fuel that seems to generate the anger that seems endemic in much of the music and poetry. One senses very little hope above the personal goals of wealth and the climb above the pit of poverty. In the broader society the opposite is true, for here more than any place on earth wealth is more wide spread and so bountiful. What passes for the middle class in America could pass for the upper class in most of the rest of the world. They're very opulent and relative wealth makes the insecure. And homeland security is a governmental phrase that is as oxymoronic, as crazy as saying military intelligence, or the U.S Department of Justice. They're just words that have very little relationship to reality. And do you feel safer now? Do you think you will anytime soon? Do you think duck tape and Kleenex and color codes will make you safer?

From Death row this is Mumia Abu Jamal

A bi***h n***a wit an attitude named Cube

Step to the Com wit a feud

Now what the f**k I look like dissing a whole coast

You ain't made sh** dope since AmeriKKKa's Most wanted to Most

Wanted to cease from the Midwest to the East

On the d*** of the East for your 1st release

In-slum-national, underground

Thunder pounds when I stomp the ground (Woo!)

Like a million elephants and silverback orangutans

You can't stop a train

Who want some? Don't come un-pre-pared

I'll be there, but when I leave there

Better be a household name

Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain

So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soaking wet

In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat

Hits somersaults without the net

But this'll be the year that we won't forget

One-Nine-Nine-Nine, Anno Domini anything goes, be whatchu wanna be

Long as you know consequences, to give and for livin'

The fence is too high to jump in jail

Too low to dig, I might just touch hell

HOT! Get a life, now they on sale

Then I might cast you a spell, look at what came in the mail

A scale and some Arm and Hammer, soul gold grill and some baby mama

Black Cadillac and a pack of pampers

Stack of question with no answers

Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS

Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days

Get back home, things are wrong

Well not really it was bad all along

before he left adds up, to a ball of power

Thoughts at a thousands miles per hour

Hello, ghetto, let your brain breathe,

believe there's always more, ahhhhh!

But, see my dream is to be remembered as one of the best when I leave.

Why does it seem like I'm not even put up in the same category as other MC's?

So when Weezy says that he's better than Jay-Z, please, be that just subliminally!

Means he thinks Jigga's the best and that he's the only one up in that league; see?

And it's easy just to consider me one of the greatest white rappers there is

Knowing god**** well that I'm one of the best motha******' rappers who ever lived period!

Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre

rapper style used by me, the B.I.G.

I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein

Will reach the f3ckin ceiling, check, check it

My Calico been cocked (uh-huh) this rap Alfred Hitchcock

drop top notch playa hating won't stop (uhh)

This instant, rappers too persistant

Quick to spit Biggie name on shit, make my name taste

like ass when you speak it, see me in the street

your jewelry you can keep it, that be our little secret

See me, B that is, I that is, G whiz

Motherf3ckers still in my biz

Don't they know my nicca Gutter f3ckin kidnip kids? (uhh)

F3ck em in the ass, throw em over the bridge (oooh)

That's how it is, my sh1t is laid out (what)F3ck that beef sh1t, that sh1t is played out (played out)

Y'all got the gall, all I make is one phone call

All y'all dissapear by tomorrow

All your guns is borrowed, I don't feel sorrow

Actually, your man passed the gat to me, now check this

"I Never sleep because sleep is the cousin of death."

I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down singlehanded

For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded

Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne

I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside in a thousand miles from home

I need a new nicca, for this black cloud to follow

Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow

Trying to maintain, I flip, fill the clip to the tip

Picturin my peeps, now the income make my heartbeat skip

And I'm amped up, they locked the champ up, even my brain's in handcuffs

Headed for Indiana stabbin women like the Phantom

The crew is lampin big Willie style

Check the chip toothed smile, plus I profile wild

Stash through the flock wools, burnin dollars to light my stove

Walk the blocks wit a bop, checkin Danes plus the games

people play, bust the problems of the world today

Meanwhile, got the plug on speed dial

You might hear your girl's voice when you press "redial" (Hello)

F**ked her last night, now I'm senile

I can't hear what you sayin' 'cause my weed loud!

Ruber band 'round my money

I got a rubber band 'round my money ('round my money)

Big s#*t like a a horse did it (damn)

Bought a crib and a Porshe to go wit' it

Everything gon' go, I'm a go getta

One thing that I hate is a broke n***a

Second thing that I hate is a broke h**

And a mutha****a snitchin' to the po-po

I am the fabric of history!

You are a fictional stain!

So let me stick a flag,

Up your a**,

And claim you for Spain!

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion

Happiness, living on the streets is a delusion

Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught

Shot up or shot down with the bullet that he bought

Nine millimeter kickin' thinking about what the streets do to me

Cause they never talk peace in the black community

All we know is violence, do the job in silence

Walk the city streets like a rat pack of tyrants

Too many brothers daily heading for the big pen

N*ggas commin' out worse off then when they went in

Over the years I done alot of growin' up

Gettin' drunk & thrown' up

Cuffed up

Then I said I had enough

There must be another route, way out

To money and fame, I changed my name

And played a different game

Tired of being trapped in this vicious cycle

If one more cop harrasses me I just might go psycho

And when I get em I'll hit em with the bum rush

Only a lunatic would like to see his skull crushed

Yo, if you're smart you'll really let me go 'G'

But keep me cooped up in this ghetto and catch the uzi

They got me trapped ...

Minks draggin on the floor - bangin on your whore

Suckin the croissant just examine it for flaws

Pour the Cristal on the way to trial, RICO law

got a nicca head hurtin squirtin til they pull the curtain

Let the money drip dry, hundred dollar bills

wipe the tears from my eyes, no love

F3ck y'all niccaz, hope you die a slow death

as I coke-test and see the *Daloras Tukker protest

Can't fuck with you weak rap niccaz, witcha gay raps

Runnin 'round talkin this and talkin that

See me in the streets, tried to give me dap

Andrew Cunanan ass niccaz

My two cannons blast niccaz, ass niccaz

Got me f3cked up in the game, get your shirt stained

Keep your five mics nicca, give me the 'caine

Do the sh1t to clean my money dummies, gleamed the wrist out

Cop the pist-al, nicca, talk sh1t now, uh

"Have you ever snorted Xanax? ...some trippy sh!t"
 
                                      - Juicy J

Allow me to clarify

why my music will never die

Cause I'm seasoned like a Checkers fry

Black Panther pride

You N*ggas Julius Peppers Shy

Scared to say how you feel so you'd rather lie

You gotta tell the truth when you testify

I do this for the dude that you left to rot

Don't jeopardize your life tryna get a better ride

Let that chedda slide

Plus the streets is desert dry

Don't measure my success by the records I

Sell, but by the people that I met when I

Was doin' shows, I stand alone like the letter " I "

Live in the sky I am feather fly

Bubba Kush, got me double decker high

Virtually insane I am Jamiroquai

So Recognize

You couldn't see me with the nekit eye

Split personality like Jekyll Hyde

Greg Street bought me this Iced out 'Bezzled watch

Smokin' Barney while me and my rebels ride

So in my pants is the thang for a reason if you gimme a chance to explain ...

I spend my day repping america overseas

Pensions for the workers? nicca please

Embezzlement etiquette private settlement

I'm better with confederate rhetoric from my mansion in connecticut

Foreclose and evict homes at the tenement

I twist words like a speech inpedIment

I hope you got good credit bitch

If not better get a new job with benefits

When I play golf with niccas get cheddar with

New money buys brand new karats

My old money bought your great grand parents

You got grills in ya mouth I ain't mad at ya

I own every gold mine in South Africa

Thanks baby you made me a billion

Plus I own a building for each one of my children's children

That's the sh1t, snort coke in the wet mist USA sucking my d1ck

Yea what f3ck the law 'cus real jail is for suckas

I go to country club prison you dumb mother f#ckers

Tryna be a hero in this backward nation

Is like a POW trapped inside of an Iraqi basement

"Can't trust the police, No Justice no peace"

I guess everybody got the game figured out all wrong

I guess you never know what you got til it's gone

We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes

We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn

We go through "Epidodes II," like "Attack of the Clones"

Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone

To get by.. just to get by

Just to get by, just to get by

We commute to computers

Spirits stay mute while you eagles spread rumors

We survivalists, turned to consumers

To get by.. just to get by

Just to get by, just to get by

Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor

I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer

Me Abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help

I think about a struggle and I find the strength in myself

These words, melt in my mouth

They hot, like the jail cell in the South

Before my nicca Core bailed me out

To get by.. just to get by

Just to get by, just to get by

We do or die like Bed-Stuy through the red sky

with the window of the red eye

Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit, "Livin' to Let Die"

"I got a good heart but this heart can get ugly" - DMX

Trapped in the labyrinth, cold and lonely
A thousand years of nothing eternally control me
The world's like a cell God c re ated just to hold me
My life's like a game whe re my death is the trophy

Bring pain to you dumb cowards

No coke, my killers addicted to gunpowder

N*ggas die off of one glower

They girls spoil me though, so I can see why they become sour

Can you believe they tried to put me in the slow class?

But I'm so fast

Gettin' this show cash

Mr. Redan walked the hallways with no pass

Brought my literature down to a science, plus I know math

excuse me but lady liberty needs glasses

and so does mrs justice by her side

both the broads r blind as bats

stumbling thru the system

justice bumbed into mutulu and

trippin on geronimo pratt

but stepped right over oliver

and his crooked partner ronnie

justice stubbed her big toe on mandela

and liberty was misquoted by the indians

slavery was a learning phase

forgotten with out a verdict

while justice is on a rampage

4 endangered surviving black males

i mean really if anyone really valued life

and cared about the masses

theyd take em both 2 pen optical

and get 2 pair of glasses

Although I was young I understood decisions made

I know why they worked two jobs, I know why my parents slaved

I know why my momma prayed, I know why daddy fought

Cause he one of the lower grade minorities to the law

But I needed guidance cause I was wild out where I hang

While they tried to give me life I was out doin' stupid thangs

Got in some trouble, with my brothers the cuffs slapped

I came to my senses I need to do somethin' with this rap

My brothers rejected it

My parents respected it

So I cut loose them slackers and now I'm here makin' history

Of course the title of this topic is misspelled. Figures.

@Roxanne Starr said:

Of course the title of this topic is misspelled. Figures.

lol what song is that? XD

How many T-siggns must I relate back?

If yuou ain't got kush, well, please don't say that

We get down here, your w**d got brown here

and that's the kinda w**d that we don't smoke 'round here.

See, you smoke red hair, we smoke bad bear

You got wack sh&# and we got cat...

We like swisher sweets, you like backwards

Your w**d got seeds and you thing that's good!? -Snoop Dogg, "Breathe It In"