Let’s test the waters…
Love makes a splash, and you too thick to skinny-dip.
Pusha T, “Lovely,” from John West’s John West, 2011
Posts Tagged With: 2011
The sky is falling, the wind is calling,
Stand for something, or die in the morning.
Kendrick Lamar, “HiiPower,” Section.80, 2011
Large Professor, none greater none fresher,
Won’t fold under pressure…grew up down the road from Fran Drescher.
Large Professor, “Key to the City,” Professor at Large, 2011
As the wind made love to the seas,
The sand danced to the rhythm of the breeze.
Blu, “My Sunshine,” NoYork!, 2011
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
Roll big blunts, a whole ounce of reefer
Rocked that ‘Black and Yellow’ before Wiz Khalifa
It’s a killer bee color scheme
Ghostface Killah, “Legendary Weapons,” from Wu-Tang’s Legendary Weapons, 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
You ain’t as hard as you act.
When I GPS ‘pussy,’ I end up at your welcome mat…
Vakill, “Appetite to Kill,” Armor of God, 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
Last time I failed is when I fell in love with distractions.
Lil B, “Exhibit 6,” Angels Exodus, 2011
This is a robbery, boy, gimme them dollars.
We hit the lottery, boy, it’s in ya wallets!
RZA, “Robbery,” featuring Rev. William Burke, 2011
You were perfect before you went on a diet,
You was way thicker, you think I don’t remember?
Shit…the magazines got to ya head…
Andre 3000, “Dedication to My Ex,” from Lloyd’s King of Hearts, 2011
Pain took the softness away and left the hard half.
Co$$, “Pot Ash,” Before I Awoke, 2011
You gotta get back to your essence,
Use your gifts and share your presence,
Don’t count your dollars ‘til you count your blessings.
Talib Kweli, “Self Savior,” Gutter Rainbows, 2011
I never see the whips niggas be claimin’ they drivin,
I guess ‘entertainment’ means blatantly lyin’.
Nas, “Nasty,” Life is Good, 2011
My hustle’s the play,
That means the hood is a stage.
Been rehearsing for days…
STS, “The Play,” from Glorification of Gangster soundtrack, 2011
Now that Bin Laden dead, can we get our civil liberties back?
That George Bush stole with the Patriot Act?
Ras Kass, “Hello Iraq (Bin Laden Post Mortem)”, Endangered Lyricist, Vol 3, 2011
I’m like Demerol…
No disrespect to the Jacksons, but I kill mics.
Cyhi Da Prynce, “Top of the World,” Royal Flush mixtape, 2011
Pass me the scalpel, I’ll make an incision,
I’ll cut off the part of your brain that does the bitching…
MCA, “Make Some Noise,” from Beastie Boys’ Hot Sauce Committee Part Two, 2011
I got a voodoo doll every time I pen a verse:
Not only do they say they feel it, but they say it hurts.
Pusha T, “My God,” Fear of God 2: Let Us Pray EP, 2011
If you are not performing fellatio for radio rotation,
What’s the ratio for radio play at your station?
If you’re not paying to play, the record is dead.
Puts a whole new spin on ‘Radio-head’
Pharaohe Monch, “Hitman,” W.A.R. (We Are Renegades), 2011
I’d rather be dead than watch wack shit.
Color me gone, fill in the dirt, tell ‘em i kicked
10 buckets…
Jean Grae, “R.I.P.,” Cake or Death, 2011
We was sneakin’ in and it was general admission,
Now we ownin’ the arena and decidin’ who allowed in it.
Curren$y, “Rooftops,” from Wiz Khalifa’s Rolling Papers, 2011
So let me explain the game,
Break it down a couple of levels like Tetris:
These young uns kill they own blood for a necklace,
Leave ya slumped over the wheel of ya Lexus,
Smoke kush, wake up and eat breakfast…
…what the fuck you expect?
Pharoahe Monch, “Black Hand Side,” W.A.R. (We Are Renegades), 2011
My rhymes make niggas rebuild like water damage…
Meyhem Lauren, “Typhoon Rap,” Self-Induced Illness, 2011
You can hear the seven sins
Blowin’ through the ghetto wind…
Rakim, “In the Ghetto (Wake Up!)” from J. Period’s Wake Up Radio, 2011
They tell me ‘find God’ like I don’t know where He at.
And if He lost, then why we followin’ Him?
Just acknowledge the fact that a Father exists,
And a Devil’s alive…I’m just caught in the mix.
Fashawn, “Nothin’ for the Radio,” from Higher Learning Vol. 2, 2011
We in the 25th hour,
It’s now or never.
We gotta get it ‘fore it’s gone forever.
In the end, time waits for no man…
What’s your plan?
REKS, “25th Hour,” Rhythmatic Eternal King Supreme, 2011
It’s a new year, new year, new money, money!
Rick Ross, “Speedin’ (Remix),” 2008
Black Thoughts (The Roots) • “I Remember” • 2011
It’s only human to express the way you really feel,
But that same humanity is my Achilles’ heel.
A leopard can’t change his spots and never will;
So I’m forever ill…now I can never chill.
– Black Thought, “I Remember,” from The Roots’ undun, 2011
Niggas’ rap albums sound like love letters,
Pen in my hand, like: damn, fam, I could do much better.
Sean Price, “Chewbacca,” from Random Axe, 2011. R.I.P!
I never understood Planned Parenthood,
Cause I never met nobody planned to be a parent in the hood.
Kanye West, “The Joy,” from Kanye West and Jay-Z’s Watch the Throne, 2011. More from Kanye…
The military ain’t there for the people’s protection,
They’re just there to protect an investment.
That’s why people get arrested, electrocuted, molested,
Connected streets are infested with those tired of protesting.
Traumatized children grown in guerrilla garrisons,
9/11 generations pale in comparison.
And you will learn a lesson repeated through history:
That no matter what you think, occupation is not victory.
Immortal Technique, “Angels & Demons,” The Martyr, 2011. More from Immortal Technique >
Took a vow to protect and serve,
All you do is disrespect and murder.
I ask that you not hurt my kids;
This is where you work…this is where I live.
Ka, “Mr. Officer,” Iron Works, 2011. More quotes from Ka…
They say ‘Love Jesus’ and ‘Listen to your pastor,’
But Jesus told the truth, and the pastor’s a lying bastard.
All he talk about is economic elevation,
And all Jesus talked about was soul salvation.
Jesus sat with the sick and he walked with the poor,
If He gave blood for our sins, why we giving more?
I got some Gangster Disciples at church with me tonight,
With five dollars worth of gas, and a matchbook to light.
Killer Mike, “Burn,” Pl3dge, 2011. More serious lyrics from Mike Bigga >
Tell ‘em the truth and they call you a traitor,
Talk to ’em honestly and they call you a hater.
Immortal Technique, “Eye in the Sky,” from The Martyr, 2011
Love is love, love is real, love is great.
But when it isn’t reciprocated, it could become hate.
Apathy, “It’s Only Hip-Hop,” Honkey Kong, 2011
Even through the unseen, I know that God watches,
From one King’s dream, he was able to Barack us.
Common, “The Believer,” The Dreamer/The Believer, 2011
Fuck a moment of silence…I need a moment of violence.
Immortal Technique, “Toast to the Dead,” The Martyr, 2011. More Immortal Technique quotes
They say sleep is the cousin of death, guess we related…
Cause I’m the most slept on, and the most hated.
The Game, “Sleep When I’m Gone,” from DJ Khaled’s We the Best Forever, 2011
Cloned chickens walking around without heads,
The food is contaminated, the water got lead in it.
Population control, make the babies sick,
All these RFID chips, RU-486…
This is a war against consciousness,
Controlling your soul, sort of a psychological dictatorship.
And we are on the front lines,
Guilty as charged if intellect is a crime.
Pharoahe Monch, “W.A.R.,” W.A.R. (We Are Renegades), 2011
The business of beauty isn’t a natural model;
It’s built to be the opposite of the cultures we topple.
These magazines got you caught in a hustle,
Cause when you starve yourself, your body doesn’t burn fat, it burns muscles.
Immortal Technique, “Natural Beauty,” The Martyr, 2011
Mix me with violence, blend me with peace,
Combine me with hate, and I can’t face defeat.
Diddy, “Someone To Love Me,” from Diddy-Dirty Money’s Last Train to Paris, 2011
The purpose of life is a life with a purpose;
So I’d rather die for a cause than live a life that is worthless.
Immortal Technique, “The Martyr,” The Martyr, 2011
How could you possibly stop the apocalypse when I’m atomic bombin’ the populace?
Crooked I, “Loud Noises,” from Bad Meets Evil’s Hell: The Sequel, 2011
Fuck a blog, dog, cause one day we gon’ meet.
Rick Ross, “Ima Boss,” from Maybach Music Group’s Self Made Vol. 1, 2011
When you fall for a girl named Hope
How you gonna have any when she decides to go?
Machine, “NuBeginning4∞”, from Quelle Chris’ Shotgun & Sleek Rifle, 2011