Best 1010 quotes in «rap quotes» category

Without the piano, I would never have attempted to rap, because I'm a poor rapper. I'm enthusiastic, but it takes me a long time to write eight bars of rap. I would battle any pianist, and yet I would forfeit happily before even getting into a rap battle with anyone.

With the black male as a teenager, where you're coming from the ghettos and that kind of stuff, you've got to assert yourself, be macho, not let anybody walk over you, so that's where all this unnecessary bullshit comes from - from egos. That's why there are a lot of fights. That's how come the whole thing with rap has been violent. It's because of the male ego.

Working hard may help you maintain, To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain.

Y'all niggas ain't ILL...you're ILLogical.

Y'all mythological niggas is comical, The astronomical is comin' thru like tha flu bombin' you... And embalmin' in your crew, too. With the musical, mystical, magical, you know how I do.

Y'all really think Ms. Shakur, or Ms. Wallace, Or Ms. Mizell from out in Hollis Wouldn't exchange the love and fame Attached to their loved ones' names Just to have 'em still alive in their arms?

Yeah, I cut class...I got a D. Cause History meant nothing to me Except a definite nap. That's why I always sat in the back.

Yo, it's 1 universal law but 2 sides to every story, 3 strikes and you be in for life, mandatory. 4 MC's murdered in the last 4 years, I ain't tryin to be the 5th one, the Millennium is here. Yo, it's 6 million ways to die, from the 7 deadly thrills, 8-year olds gettin' found with 9 mill's. It's 10 P.M., where your seeds at? What's the deal?

Yo Premier, why these rappers so soft? They corny ass raps be makin me doze off.

You ain't as hard as you act. When I GPS 'pussy,' I end up at your welcome mat.

You ask me, "Did I like Arsenio?" About as much as the Bicentennial.

You can do all them push-ups to pump up your chest, I got a 12 gauge Mossberg to pump up your chest, Have you gasping for air after that shell hit your vest. Fear me like you fear God, 'cause I bring death.

You can hear the seven sins Blowin' through the ghetto wind.

You can't take the heat, get ya ass out the kitchen Matter fact, take ya ass back in there and wash the dishes.

You don't get another chance, life is no Nintendo game.

You could either ignore this advice, or take it from me: Be too nice, and people take you for a dummy.

You don't want your kids to hear songs of this nature... But you take em to the movies to watch Schwarzenegger!

You got a man? That's somethin we will talk about. He's smart enough to have ya, but dumb enough to let ya out.

You gotta get back to your essence, Use your gifts and share your presence, Don't count your dollars 'til you count your blessings.

You got to have style, and learn to be original.

You download it for free, we get charged back for it. I know you're saying, "They won't know, they won't miss it, Besides, I ain't a thief, they won't pay me a visit." So, if I come to your job, take your corn on the cob, And take a couple kernels off it, that would be alright with you?

You gotta understand: I'm a man with needs that needs fulfilling. And if you ain't with it, somebody else is willing.

You gotta school these young macks comin' up today... I mean to be 'frank', they just hot dogs, The girls are relish, and they need to catchup on they pimpin'.

You have to expect the raps when you have achieved popularity as a writer

You know that I can make hits. You know I can do all these rap records. So, I'm going to start opening up and letting you know my struggles.

You know the wisdom is reflected in the knowledge when it's manifested; If not fed in due time, the mind is anorexic.

You know that one auntie, you don't wanna be rude, ...But every holiday, nobody eatin' her food.

You know the evil that men do, hell is where the men go. We snatched him by his hands and feet and threw him out the window: "Up, up, and away cause I don't play, clown, Buck, buck, buck, take that with you on the way down." I'm hoping you got springs and wings on your shoes, But you lose, because I got the Ill Street Blues.

You need a bad operation. Gimme the scissors, hammer, flame.

You must not you worry about leaks or pieces [stolen] on your computer. You just make songs, you gotta make music, keep stuff out. You may not know rap, but that's how it works.

You need to sweat yourself. Don't sweat nobody else.

You might win some, but you just lost one.

You never know: rain, sleet, hail, snow, See you gotta accept that's how things go. Prepare for the rainy day, or the sun's glow, But there's clouds movin' in and the clouds gonna blow.

You're not going to hear me do a rap song, you're not going to hear me do a jazz song. We have to be true to our roots, do what we do, and try to do it a little better each time.

You pout like a trout in a drought...can't get out. You want to scream, but fish can't shout.

You're living up in Heaven, but I know you're mad as Hell.

You're out of luck like two dogs stuck.

You owe dough? You ain't give up that cheese? Hey... Sooner or later, you'll Pay, Pal (no eBay).

Your white tee, well to me, looks like a nightgown; Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down.

Your mom's in our business...she's in our business... Can't you see, girl, that your mom's trying to end this?

Your whole appearance is a lie and it could never be true. And if you really loved yourself, then you would try and be you.

Your new CD is a weed plate, nothin' but love songs, 100% pure garbage, just something to break up buds on.

Your simple words just don't move me... You're minor, we major. You all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player.

You see somebody rapping and you're like, "Nah, my cousin can do that." You're spoiled by the experience. Overseas, it's still something that people can appreciate.

You stackin cheddar cause you working at the burger place.

Your whole vocabulary's played out, admit it. Still wack if it came out my mouth and I spit it.

You the devil in drag. You can burn your cross, Well, I'll burn your flag.

You've got to realize that the world's a test, You can only do your best and let Him do the rest. You've got your life, and got your health, So quit procrastinating and push it yourself.

Yo, you 14-carat gold slum computer wizard, Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards!

You want ass? The cash is first. You got dead presidents, baby, I got a hearse in my purse.