And try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype.
But that’s like pickin up a ball, playin with Mike,
Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin’ Roy to a fight.
- LL Cool J, “4,3,2,1,” Phenomenon, 1997
Come and stay awhile, kick it with God’s Angels.
Take and acknowledge my wisdom and understand
That Santa Claus is a black man.
- Keith Murray, “Santa Baby,” A Very Special Christmas 3, 1997
Make it brief son: half short, twice strong!
- GZA, “As High As Wu-Tang Get,” from Wu-Tang Clan’s Wu-Tang Forever, 1997
- J-Treds, “The Fire In Which You Burn,” from Company Flow’s Funcrusher Plus, 1997
- J-Ro, “Likwit Ridas,” from Tha Alkaholiks’ Likwidation, 1997
Can’t define how I be dropping these mockeries.
Lyrically perform armed robbery,
Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me…
- Inspectah Deck, “Triumph,” from Wu-Tang Clan’s Wu-Tang Forever, 1997
But disrespect me and my adopted fam and die young like veal.
- El-P, “89.9 Detrimental,” from Company Flow’s Funcrusher Plus, 1997
Resurrect through the birth of my son, and live again.
- Tragedy Khadafi, “T.O.N.Y. (Top of New York)”, from CNN’s The War Report, 1997
- El-P, “89.9 Detrimental”, from Company Flow’s Funcrusher Plus, 1997
- O.C., “My World,” Jewelz, 1997
- El-P, “The Fire in Which You Burn,” from Company Flow’s Funcrusher Plus, 1997
The blue is for the Crips, the red is for the Bloods,
The whites for the cops, and the stars come from the clubs
Or the slugs that ignite, through the night,
By the dawn early light, why is sons fighting for the stripe?
- RZA, “A Better Tomorrow,” Wu-Tang Forever, 1997
Guess the only guarantees in this life is death.
As I look around seein’ I’m the last one left,
And the things I can’t change I just gotta accept.
- Tragedy, “Permanently Scarred,” Against All Odds, 1997
I might not recognize just what I’ve got…
- Mike G., “Jungle Brother,” from Jungle Brothers’ Raw Deluxe, 1997
- Dr. Octagon, “Earth People,” Dr. Octagonecologyst, 1997
