I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown:
I was humpin’ around and jumpin’ around!

- Notorious B.I.G., “Dead Wrong,” Born Again, 1999

My New Year’s resolution: Persist to end all wack MC confusion.

- Wild Child, “Weededed,” from Lootpack’s Soundpieces: Da Antidote, 1999

In L.A. we buy houses, fuck apartments and lofts.

- Defari, “Lowlands Anthem, Pt. 1,” Focused Daily, 1999

I have to be perfectly honest:
You should have an anniversary to acknowledge the way I work the ebonics.

- Big Pun, “Where Ya At,” from D.I.T.C.’s D.I.T.C., 1999

It’s a cold world, better pack your own heat.

- Redman, “Mi Casa,” Blackout!, 1999 

Only in America could you find a way to make a healthy buck,
And still keep your attitude on self-destruct.

- MF Doom, “Rhymes Like Dimes,” Operation Doomsday, 1999

New York City gritty committee pity the fool that act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty.

- Pharaohe Monch, “Simon Says (Get the Fuck Up),” Internal Affairs, 1999

Hip-hop is universal now, it’s all commercial now.
It’s like a circle full of circus clowns up in the circuit now.

- Eminem, “If I Get Locked Up,” from Funkmaster Flex and Big Kap’s The Tunnel, 1999

I’m not sayin I’m a pothead, cause I’m not.
I’m just sayin that I smoke a lot.

- Keith Murray, “High as Hell,” It’s a Beautiful Thing, 1999

Starstruck with one buck, your girl look like Donald Duck.

- Dr. Dooom, “You Live at Home with Your Mom,” First Come First Served, 1999

I get imaginative with a mouth full of adjectives,
A brain full of adverbs, and a box full of laxatives,
Shittin’ on rappers, causin’ hospital accidents.

- Eminem, “Still Don’t Give a Fuck,” The Slim Shady LP, 1999

Classical slap-stick rappers need Chapstick.

- MF Doom, “Rhymes Like Dimes,” Operation: Doomsday!, 1999

Bullets ain’t racial, kid, they only hate you.

- Kool G. Rap, “The Realest,” from Mobb Deep’s Murda Muzik, 1999

I seen her on the ave, spotted her more than once.
Ass so fat that you could see it from the front…

- Mos Def, “Ms. Fat Booty,” Black on Both Sides, 1999

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