Best 1010 quotes in «rap quotes» category

Love or hate me, I stay hate free They say we learn from mistakes, well, that's why they mistake me

Luckily for me, I became a rap star so I'm making enough money to support my family. It's funny because that may seem like the only way that I can do such a task.

Lula had Eminem cranked up. He was rapping about trailer park girls and how they go round the outside, and I was wondering what the heck that meant. I'm a white girl from Trenton. I don't know these things. I need a rap cheat sheet.

Lyrical lecture, word architecture, Rap director, the best in my sector. Microphone cool chief, releasin the smooth speech... I get nasty with a pen and some loose leaf.

Makin' veterans run for medicine, Cause I put out more lights in a fight than ConEdison.

Man gave us laws, and God gave us time, It's the art of storytelling and I'm only telling mine.

Many have forgotten what we came here for, Never knew or had a clue, so you're on the floor. Just growin' not known' about your past... Now you're lookin' pretty stupid while you're shakin' your ass.

Mark you for death, won't even talk that East or West crap. From Watts to Lefrak, it ain't where ya from, it's where's your gat.

Mary, you make me wanna eat you Every time I see you, it's like the first time I meet you Fragrance like a flower, subtle and sweet too Seductive and whatever, it might as well be see through.

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.

Me and Frosted went to get a drink. But she ordered somethin' bugged, and I ain't know what to think. She ordered potassium, calcium, Carbohydrate, scotch with sodium. She took me to her crib, threw me on the couch... I woke up the next morning with a spoon in my mouth.

Meetings get a bad rap, and deservedly so - most are disorganized and distracted. But they can be a critical tool for getting your team on the same page.

Mix me with violence, blend me with peace, Combine me with hate, and I can't face defeat.

Most rappers these days is actors, And I can't keep watching the same movie.

Money is important in the rap industry because you're always rapping to be bigger than the other person - bigger than who you're rapping to. A lot of my music is really, really, really humbled down. I don't have as much money as the average rapper, but I'm still good.

My brother's been producing rap music and hip-hop for maybe 10 years.

Music just ain't what it used to; We used to have songs that you could shoplift or boost to.

Murder isn't a crime when you just killing time.

My feet might fail me, my heart might ail me, The synagogues of Satan might accuse or jail me, Strip, crown, nail me, brimstone hail me... They might defeat the flesh but they could never ever kill me. They might feel the music but could never ever feel me.

My earliest memories of rap music was mixed with my earliest memories of reggae music. They were big sounds around the way, heavy bass lines, strong messages, definitely.

My favorite song is Eminem's 'Rap God.' That joint is just incredible, It's six-and-a-half minutes of him just crushing the whole game. It's so different from what I hear if I listen to the radio.

My life after childhood has two main stories: the story of the hustler and the story of the rapper, and the two overlap as much as they diverge. I was on the streets for more than half of my life from the time I was thirteen years old. People sometimes say that now I'm so far away from that life - now that I've got businesses and Grammys and magazine covers - that I have no right to rap about it. But how distant is the story of your own life ever going to be? The feelings I had during that part of my life were burned into me like a brand. It was life during wartime.

My genes tie me to those that despised me.

My karma's the comma that puts you inside of a coma, Hyphen, dot, dot, semi-colon, leave you semi-swollen. Question mark, you pregnant? Oh you're not? I love you, period.

My life is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead, Run around hustlin...scared of the feds. They said death is eternal sleep, But the only thing is you ain't really sure if you prepared for the bed.

My limo driver's white, my attorney black... 'Show me some love' like I'm Bernie Mac.

My life is Avatar, your life is Precious.

My mama didn't see it comin, my daddy was there. What's my excuse? Cartoons were the root. Started with Yosemite Sam With the gun in the palm of the hand, What couldn't I demand?

My mama always used to tell me: 'If you can't find somethin' to live for, you best find somethin' to die for.'

My mic is a Magnum. See me and this chick, we go back like Cro-Magnon. Man...we did it in the back of your Magnum; I said, 'Put them Lifestyles back, give me the Magnums.'

My music is pretty honest. I can't rap on science fiction. Punk is from the street.

My mom, she got taken away from me when I was 14 years old. She is incarcerated. My sister was incarcerated. I was homeless. When my mom went away when I was 14... I was forced to live with my aunt. My aunt, she doesn't like rap music. She thinks rap music is the devil's music. Basically she said, "Yo, if you are going to do music you can't do it in my house.

My new shorty got a gymnastic back, '87 emerald green on a classic Jag. She had the cleft palate, I ordered chef's salad; She had the club foot, with that little arm, I couldn't help but laugh...she ordered Chicken Parm.

My radio's loud like a fire alarm: The floor vibrates, the walls cave in, The bass makes my eardrums seem thin. Def sounds in my ride, yes the front and back... You would think it was a party, not a Cadillac!

My radio, believe me, I like it loud, I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd. Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat While my JVC vibrates the concrete.

My struggle and my story is very much so somebody that was just kind of [an] underdog. I didn't have any cosigns, I wasn't even really good at rap, I'm one of those dudes that was never just crazy and amazing, I had to work my f***ing ass off to get good at this stuff.

Nah, I don't really have to spit nothin' too complex, I just rep for my hood, and it sound correct.

My take on rap is driven by straightforward American southern rock and blues.

Never say never - you don't know what's going to happen in the future.

Never we sleep, a thug doesn't rest, Cause a wise man said: it was a cousin of death.

Niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the C.R.E.A.M.

New York City pretty much reeked of music. Reeked of rap and hip-hop. As for me, growing up in a strict West Indian, Trinidadian household, and a Christian household as well, I had to fight for the right to go and actually be a part of it.

Niggas out here buyin' hoes bags n' shoes, But couldn't buy their kid a new coat for school? Damn.

New York City gritty committee pity the fool that act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty.

Niggas' rap albums sound like love letters, Pen in my hand, like: damn, fam, I could do much better.

No, I can't do rap music...

Nobody's gonna ever like all my music but if your talking about the core hip-hop fans that like hardcore rap, they're still gonna feel some of my stuff cuz I rap hard a lot of the time.

No-frill rappers: you will evaporate, disintegrate, deflate to your fate, as the great will dominate straight to the state Of reignin', gainin'...So put Kane in That category. Period. End of story.

No question I would speed for cracks and weed The combination made my eyes bleed.

No matter what the name, we're all the same pieces in one big chess game.