I could let these dream killers kill my self-esteem,
Or use my arrogance as the steam to power my dreams.
I use it as my gas, so they say that I’m gassed,
But without it I’d be last, so I ought to laugh…
Kanye West, “Last Call,” The College Dropout, 2003
Ain’t no love lost, cause there was never none there.
Billy Danze, “Hood Music,” from Memphis Bleek’s M.A.D.E., 2003
Pull down the shades on the windows of your soul,
And gaze into your mind and watch the wisdom unfold…
Beanie Sigel, “Hypnotic,” from Memphis Bleek’s M.A.D.E., 2003
I ain’t the captain of the yacht, but I’m on the boat;
I ain’t acting what I’m not, knowing that I don’t.
You niggaz acting like you will, but I know you won’t.
Man, I read between the lines of the eyes of your brows,
Your handshake ain’t matchin your smile…
Beanie Sigel, “Feel it in the Air,” The B. Coming, 2005