Oh lord, get on my skateboard and do a motherfuckin driveby.
Buckshot Shorty, “Powaful Impak!” Black Moon’s Enta Da Stage, 1993
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.
Prodigy, “Shook Ones Pt II,” from Mobb Deep’s The Infamous, 1995
These ante meridiem cats, insomniacs…
Four in the mornin’ we throwin back some Cognac juice.
Prodigy, “Give It Up Fast,” from Mobb Deep’s Hell On Earth, 1996
I used to be in love with this bitch named E&J,
Don’t fuck with her no more, now I fuck with Tanqueray.
Tanqueray introduced me to her first cousin Gold,
Last name was English and the first name Olde.
Prodigy, “Drink Away the Pain (Situations),” from Mobb Deep’s The Infamous, 1995
You not cut from the same cloth, you chinchilla soft,
I’m Brillo Pad coarse…take your skin off.
You rub me the wrong way,
You a suit and tie nigga…P hoodie all day.
Prodigy, “The Life,” H.N.I.C. 2, 2013
Take these words home and think it through;
Or the next rhyme I write might be about you.
Prodigy, “Shook Ones, Pt II”, from Mobb Deep’s The Infamous, 1995
I got lots of love for my crew, that is;
No love for them other crews and rival kids.
All them out-of-town niggas know what time it is,
And if they don’t? They need to buy a watch, word up.
Prodigy, “Just Step,” from Mobb Deep’s The Infamous, 1995. More from Mobb Deep.
What’s poppin? My gun on ya head, nigga.
What’s crackin? The bones in ya head, nigga.
What’s really good? Nothin but the doe.
What’s really hood? You already know.
Prodigy, “You Already Know,” Mobb Deep & 50 Cent’s G-Unit Radio, Pt. 17: Best In The Business, 2006. More lyrics from P…
The sunset looks beautiful over the projects…
What a shame, it ain’t the same where we stand at.
If you look close, you can see the bricks chipped off.
Sometimes niggas miss when they lick off.
Prodigy, “Streets Raised Me,” Murda Muzik, 1999
When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation,
Gettin closer to God in a tight situation.
Prodigy, “Shook Ones Pt. II,” from Mobb Deep’s The Infamous, 1995
I’m only 19 but my mind is older…
When things get for real, my warm heart turns cold.
Prodigy, “Shook Ones Part II,” from Mobb Deep’s The Infamous, 1995
As the wind made love to the seas,
The sand danced to the rhythm of the breeze.
Blu, “My Sunshine,” NoYork!, 2011
I’m the one-man army Ason
I’ve never been tooken out…I keep MC’s lookin’ out.
I drop science like girls be dropping babies,
Enough to make a nigga go craaaaazy!
Ol’ Dirty Bastard, “Brooklyn Zoo,” Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version, 1995
Mr. Beck, Mr. O’Reilly, Mr. Limbaugh, Mr. Hannity,
How could you sell white America your insanity?
You tell them that they’re different and manipulate their vanity
When truthfully, financially, their life is a calamity.
Otherwise they wouldn’t be listening to the remedy,
So they is not as broke as the people that they don’t want be.
Convincin’ em that rich Republicans is what they gonna be,
So they act like Ronald Reagan, and like him they awful actors
Who look up to the rich, like dumb kids look up to rappers,
And that’s about as dumb as a donkey pullin a tractor.
Yes, that’s a Democrat diss, I’m a detractor,
So whether you vote right or vote left, it’s not a factor
When you ain’t got no care for your health…ay this America
They gon’ put your ass in debt…sumtin terrible
So you can disrespect presidents, and call them Socialists
But Palin and Pelosi both gon’ have you broke as shit.
Killer Mike, “That’s Life II,” Pl3dge, 2011
The pressure is harsh and maybe I was destined to break,
Stay official when your brother’s a fake.
Has-Lo, “Build Jewelz,” In Case I Don’t Make It, 2011
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive.
Kanye West, “Otis,” Watch the Throne, 2011
You owe dough? You ain’t give up that cheese? Hey…
Sooner or later, you’ll Pay, Pal (no eBay).
Joell Ortiz, “Seven Deuce,” from The Life and Times of Sebastian Rios, 2011
You the devil in drag.
You can burn your cross,
Well, I’ll burn your flag…
Ice Cube, “I Wanna Kill Sam,” Death Certificate, 1991
How many rappers in the game have “little” in front of their name?
Lil’ Wayne, Lil’ Boosie it’s a lil’ shame
Lil’ Flip, Lil’ Cease, yo they not the same
Lil’ Wyte, Lil’ Mama, where Lil’ Zane?
Little Brother, Lil’ Jon, and Lil’ Fame
Real hip hop, not about your lil’ chain
Lil’ Keke, Lil’ Kim a lil’ freaky
Lil’ Fizz, Illegal with Lil’ Maliky
Lil’ Mo, Lil’ Bow Wow had beef with Lil’ Romeo
A lil’ teenager told me so…
Edo G., “Little Young,” Arts & Entertainment, 2009
Can you cook darlin? At the stove you’re revolvin’…
Bake macaroni, turkey wings, a nigga starvin
Here take my number, let me pull the chair from under
I had fun, plus your backyard speak with thunder!
Ghostface Killah, “Camay," Ironman, 1996
See them Cubans don’t care what y’all niggas do,
Colombians ain’t never ran with your crew.
Why you acting all spicy and sheisty?
The only Italians you knew was ICEEs.
Dove, “Itsoweezee,” Stakes is High, 1996
We all in the game, just different levels…
Dealing with the same hell, just different devils.
Jadakiss, “Big Dog Status,” The Champ Is Here, Pt. 2, 2009