Might go fuck a rapper’s life up like Mo’nique did to Precious.
Tag: humor
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I’m stuck in a time capsule when rappers’ actually factual;
Meaning: shit you spit might cause killers to come and clap at you.Killer Mike, “Get It,” from Killer Mike and El-P’s Run the Jewels, 2013 -
Food for thought, eat my words with your mind:
Emcees are grapes, and grapes are crushed to wine.MF Grimm, “Do It for the Kids,” 12", 1998 -
I can drink a whole Hennessy fifth.
Some call that a problem, but I call it a gift.Xzibit, “Get Your Walk On,” Restless, 2000 -
I chop ‘em into salad and my name ain’t Caesar.
Black Thought, “@15,” from The Roots’ Rising Down, 2008 -
Step to this and get shanked up,
I knocked out so many teeth, the tooth fairy went bankrupt.Big L, “Let ‘Em Have it L,” Lifestyles Ov Da Poor and Dangerous, 1995 -
‘You claim to be the man, you want me for a lover,
So you can do my girlfriends and my sister and my mother?’I said, ‘You’re very blunt,’ with quickness to the cue,
‘So whassup with your mother, does she look as good as you?’Dres, “Similac Child,” from Black Sheep’s A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing, 1991 -
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?Pusha T, “Young Boy,” from The Clipse’s Lord Willin’, 2002 -
I don’t know what’s better: getting laid or getting paid.
I just know when I’m getting one, the other’s getting away.Kanye West, “This Way,” from Dilated Peoples’ Neighborhood Watch, 2004 -
You stackin cheddar cause you working at the burger place.
Inspectah Deck, “It’s Raw,” CZARFACE, 2013 -
You can tell by the rhyme it’s my time to shine;
Let’s eat, motherfucker, I don’t dine on swine.
I don’t beef with turkeys, I told you the God’ll fold you,
Hard to digest: I suggest that you take tofu.Sean Price, “Like You,” Jesus Price Superstar, 2007 -
Couldn’t you see me and you stretched out in a bikini on the beach in Tahiti?
See, me, I’m very selective even though I could be greedy;
My main objective is to write our names together in graffiti.Pharoahe Monch, “Shugah Shorty,” from Organized Konfusion’s The Equinox, 1997 -
I’m givin’ more flat lines to niggas than loose-leaf.
Kool G. Rap, “Go For Your Guns,” from Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo’s Live and Let Die, 1992 -
I don’t get pat down, you know what’s on the waist,
I don’t mean Jazz when I say I “count base.”
Fly Louis sneakers, Purple Tape coming out the speakers,
Bumped into my high school teachers,
They said I wouldn’t be nothing, sitting on the bleachers.
Now I’m sitting in the Phantom, trynna figure out the features.
I’m a big fish now, I watch for the leeches.Sheek Louch, “Pour tha Martini,” from Wu-Block, 2012 -
You got game like me? I doubt it.
They say pimping ain’t easy…what’s so hard about it?A.G., “Fat for the 90’s,” from Lord Finesse’s Return of the Funky Man, 1992
