I said ‘No hell.' She said, ‘Me kiss,' / Bobbed her head then spit the nut back in my d**k
Nas

I contemplate, believing in karma /
Those on top could just break and wont be eating tomorrow /
I know some b*tches who be sleeping on ni**as dreams /
They leave when they ni**a blow, she the first b*tch on her knees /
Knowing dudes that's neglecting their seeds /
Instead of taking care of ‘em they're spending money on trees /
I pray for you deadbeat daddies /
‘Cause when them kids get grown it's too late for you /
Now you old and you getting sh*tted on /
Its all scientific, mystic, you know the Earth and the stars /
Don't hesitate to say you heard it from Nas /
What is destined shall be…
Nas

I got a letter from the government the other day, I opened and read it, its said they were suckers / they wanted me for their Army or whatever, picture me givin' a damn, I said never!
Chuck D

some MC's be talkin' and talkin'/
tryin' to show how Black people are walkin/
but I don't walk this way to portray/
or reinforce stereotypes of today /
like all my brothers eat chicken and watermelon/
talk broken English and drug sellin'/
See I'm tellin, and teaching real facts/
The way some act in rap is kind of wack/
and it lacks creativity and intelligence/
but they don't care cause the company is sellin' it/
KRS-ONE

When some get together and think of rap, they tend to think of violence/
But when they are challenged on some rock group, the result is always silence/
Even before the rock and roll era, violence played a big part in music/
It's all according to your meaning of violence and how or in which way you use it/
No, it's not violent to show in movies the destruction of the human body/
But yes, of course it's violent to protect yourself at a party/
And, oh no, it's not violent when under the Christmas tree is a look-alike gun/
But, yes, of course it's violent to have an album like KRS-One/
KRS-ONE

You can try but you can't divide the tribe/ 'these cats can't rap', Mr. Author I feel no Vibe / What u read in the magazine says the girl should have gone solo / the guys should stop rappin' - vanish like Menudo / took it to the heart, but every actor plays his part / as long as someone was listening', I knew it was a start / for me to get my chance, grab my pen and revamp / do a cameo while everybody do the dance / quick now, cause you running out of luck-a / you playing Mr. Big, ‘I'm Gonna Get You Sucka'/
Wyclef Jean

Put the needle to the groove /
I get rude /
And I'm forced To f**k it up /
My style carries like a pickup truck /
‘Cross the clear blue yonder, see the China Sea /
I slam tracks like quarterback sacks from LT /
Now why try and test The Rebel INS? /
Blessed since the birth, I Earth slam the best /
Cause I'll bake the cake, then take the cake /
And eat it too, with my crew while we head state to state /
Inspektah Deck

Party people in the place to be, KRS-One attacks/ You got dropped off MCA cause the rhymes you wrote was wack/ So you think that Hip-Hop had it's start out in Queensbridge? / If you popped that junk up in the Bronx you might not live/
KRS-ONE

I sip the Dom P, watchin' Gandhi 'til I'm charged/Then writin' in my book of rhymes, all the words pass the margin/To hold the mic I'm throbbin', mechanical movement/Understandable smooth @#%$ that murderers move with/The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right/The fiend of hip-hop has got me stuck like a crack pipe
Nas

I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners/Hennessey holders and old school niggas, then I be dissin' a/Unofficial that smoke woolie thai/I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Nas

Marcy raised me; and whether right or wrong//Streets gave me all I write in the song//Hootie babysitted, changed my diapers//Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up//East Trenton grew me, had me skippin' school//Valencia's boyfriend Vovo had me makin' moves//Momma raised me, pop I miss you//God help me forgive him I got some issues
Jay-Z

Take A look at his style
Take A check of the sound
Off the record people keep him down
Trick a chick in Miami
Terminator X packs the jams
Who gives a f--k about a God-amn Grammy
Anyway and I say the D's defending the mike
Yeah, who gives a f--k about what they like
Right the power is bold, the rhymes politically cold
No judge can ever budge or ever handle his load
Yes the coming is near and he's about to become
The one and only missionary lord son of a gun
Going on and on back trackin' the whack
Explain the knack y'all for the actual fact, c'mon...
Chuck D

They got me rottin' in the time that I'm servin' Tellin' you what happened the same time they're throwin'
4 of us packed in a cell like slaves - oh well
The same motherfu-ker got us livin' in his hell
You have to realize - what its a form of slavery
Organized under a swarm of devils
Straight up - word'em up on the level
The reasons are several, most of them federal
Here is my plan anyway and I say
I got gusto, but only some I can trust - yo
Some do a bid from 1 to 10
And I never did, and plus I never been...
Chuck D

No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard about,
Guns go off and now a murder 'bout,
I'm out,
My raps play the part like a Get Smart secret agent,
In a maze and, styles blazin', Johnny Blaze and Tony Starks,
In a daze and,
Rhymin', my nigga Lou Diamond will wrap it up,
We like Meth to go and @#%$ with Noodles
Havin' them poodles on the lockdown buyin' me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, stackin' pharmecuetical,
Rap niggas on dust and wools,
Yo, I told you, some kill rob and fold,
The gold's untold, @#%$ it it beats parole,
So stroll marvelous, soul controller
Raekwon

Playin 'nuff crap games for what see?
Back in days, crime pays in mad ways,
Sportin' Tommy Hil' with caves 360 waves,
And no searchin' for loose ends, now flex 300 Benz,
Mad 10's with mad diamonds,
Now that's the life of the good life, sometimes niggas act trife,
I paid the price through-out my hood life,
Remember I got blasted, now that's in the past kid,
God forbid I lay in the casket,
But now I'm all about G-notes, no time for weed, mixed with coke,
I wash my mouth out with soap
Raekwon

In pools of alcohol walk before you crawl,
I'm in this to win this you gonna take a fall,
Infamous Queensbridge kid we on the scene kid,
Creepin' for those that's caught sleepin',
Don't ever do that I run with two macs,
And plus my crew back my every move , I choose givin' crews the blues,
I'm open off the Damey,
Obey me or get sprayed with the street sweeper
Havoc

I used to be in love with this bitch named E&J,
Don't @#%$ with her anymore now I @#%$ with Tanqueray,
Tanqueray introduced me to her first cousin Gold,
Last name was Ide's and the first name Old,
But Gold couldn't take the dick and made me lazy,
We split apart and now I met this new trick Dany
Now me and Dany, we been together ever since
Our love combines to form a science, what is this,
I bust a cherry, took her virginity in ninety-one
Now that she's open everybody want to tap somethin
Go get your own don't make me have to fuckin' clap somethin'
Prodigy

Even though, we know somehow we all gotta go
but as long as we leavin thievin we'll be leavin with some kind of dough
so, and to that day we expire and turn to vapors
me and my capers-ll be somewhere stackin plenty papers
AZ

Dwellin in the Rotten Apple, you get tackled
Or caught by the devil's lasso, sh*t is a hassle
There's no days, for broke days, we sell it, smoke pays
While all the old folks pray, to Je-sus' soakin they sins in trays
of holy water, odds against Nas are slaughter
Thinkin a word best describin my life, to name my daughter
My strength, my son, the star, will be my resurrection
Born in correction all the wrong sh*t I did, he'll lead a right direction
Nas

It ain't hard to tell, I excel, then prevail
The mic is contacted, I attract clientele
My mic check is life or death, breathin a sniper's breath
I exhale the yellow smoke of buddha through righteous steps
Deep like The Shinin', sparkle like a diamond
Sneak a uzi on the island in my army jacket linin
Hit the Earth like a comet, invasion
Nas is like the Afrocentric Asian, half-man, half-amazin
Cause in my physical, I can express through song
Nas

When these streets keep callin, heard it when I was sleep//
That this Gay-Z and Cockafella Records wanted beef//
Started cockin up my weapon, slowly loadin up this ammo//
To explode it on a camel, and his soldiers, I can handle//
This for dolo and it's manuscript, just sound stupid// When KRS already made an album called Blueprint//
First, Biggie's ya man, then you got the nerve to say that you better than Big//!
Nas

Yo I'm the N the A to the S-I-R//
And If I wasn't, I must've been Escobar//
You know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed//
Hair parted with a barber's preciseness; Bravehearted for life//
It's the return of the Golden Child, son of a blue's player//
So who are you playa? Y'all awaited the true savior!
Nas

But wait a sec', give me time to explain, women and fast cars//
And diamond rings can poison a rap star//
It's suicidal, how I smoke in so much la'//
I saw a dead bird flyin through a broken sky//
Wish I could flap wings and fly away//
To where black kings and Ghana stay//
So I could get on my flesh right away//
But that'll be the day when it's peace//
When my gat don't need to spray//
When these streets are safe to play//
Sex with death, indulge in these women//
Vision my own skeleton swimmin in eternal fire//
Broads play with pentagrams in they vagina//
Like the Exorcist, then they gave birth to my seeds//
I beg for God's help, why they love hurtin me?!
Nas

Ayo P, Prodigy I got love for you man, I love you man
You know what I'm saying, just get them unloyal ni**as
From out your circle, you can't save everybody//
Ni**as invited you to the hood, rep it right my ni**a//
Be untouchable my ni**a, so it be Mobb for life for real//
And thats real, ayo Nature I can't hold your hand through this sh*t man//
I'm not your father man, be your own man, stand on your own two//
I believe in you, believe in yourself ni**a or dont even rep this//
Ayo Mega you wanna be a gangsta? Theres real gangsta//
Sh*t going on in the streets man, yo ni**as is in the grind!
Nas

N---a, I'm bigger than you, so what'cha wanna do?/ Didn't know he had a 22/ Straight sitting behind his back/ I'm grab his pockets, and then I heard six caps/ I fell to the ground, wit blood on my hands/ I didn't understand/ How a n---a so young could bust a cap/ I use to be the same, way back/ I guess that's what I get (for what?)/ For trying to jack them little homies for they bread!
Dr. Dre

I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits/ The gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethal/ N---z know, the flow that I kick, there's no refill!
Kurupt

With treachery, my literary form will blast/ And totally surpass the norm/ Not a storm, plural, make it, many storms/ When I'm vexed, I fly leg necks and arms In this dimension, I'm the presenter/ And the inventor, and the tormentor!
RBX

With all this extra stressin/ The question I wonder is after death, after my last breath/ When will I finally get to rest? Through this suppression/ they punish the people that's askin questions/ And those that possess, steal from the ones without possessions/ The message I stress: to make it stop study your lessons/ Don't settle for less - even the genius asks questions/ Be grateful for blessings/ Don't ever change, keep your essence/ The power is in the people and politics we addres/ sAlways do your best, don't let the pressure make you panic/ And when you get stranded/ And things don't go the way you planned it/ Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference/ Politicians and hypocrites, they don't wanna listen/ If I'm insane, it's the fame made a brother change/ It wasn't nuttin like the game/ It's just me against the world!
Tupac

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did/ And all my childhood memories/ Are full of all the sweet things you did for me/ And even though I act craaazy/ I gotta thank the Lord that you made me/ There are no words that can express how I feel/ You never kept a secret, always stayed real/ And I appreciate, how you raised me/ And all the extra love that you gave me/ I wish I could take the pain away!
Tupac

Haha, what you say?/ Who you callin rapist? Ain't that a b*tch/ You devils, are so two faceted/ Wanna see me locked in chains, dropped in shame/ and gettin stalked by these crooked cops a-gain/ F**kin with the young black male, tryin to stack mail/ and umm, stay away from the packed jails/ I told the judge I'm in danger/ and that's why I had that fo'-five with one in the chamber/ F**k the world!
Tupac

I'm platinum bit*h and I didn't have to sell out
Fu*k you Ice Cube, that's what the people say?
Fu*k AmeriKKKa, still wit the triple K
Ice Cube

Back like a slave, thats what be happenin
but whitey says there's no room for the African
Always knew that I would boycott, jeez
but welcome to McDonalds can I take your order please
Gotta sell ya food that might give you cancer
cuz my baby doesn't take no for an answer
Now I pay taxes that you never give me back
what about diapers, bottles, and similac
Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack
for decent shelter and clothes on my back?
Or should I just wait for help from Bush
or Jesse Jackson, and operation Push
If you ask me the whole thing needs a douch
Ice Cube

The Ni**as With Attitudes -- who ya foolin'? Ya'll ni**as just phony,
I put that on my mama and my dead homeys.
Yella Boy's on your team, so you're losin';
Ay yo Dre, stick to producin'.
Callin' me Arnold, but you Been-a-di*k;
Eazy E saw you're a** and went in it quick.
You got jealous when I got my own company,
but I'm a man, and ain't nobody helpin' me
Tryin' to sound like Amerikkka's Most,
you could yell all day but you don't come close.
Cuz you know I'm the one that flown,
ya done run 100 miles, but you still got one to go
Ice Cube

Then I react, like a convict, and start killin s--t/ It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances/ Dealin in my cipher I revolve around sciences/ The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway/ You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (blaow! blaow! blaow!)/ No question, I send you're a-- back, right to the essence/ Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin?/ While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops/ Throwin n----z off airplanes cause +Cash Rules/ Everything Around Me+ black, as you can see/ Swallow this murder one verse like God Degree
Ghostface Killer

It's all real, starvin individuals kill/ I puff what's only right, leave the poison alone/ Projects, infested with rats cats and crack homes/ Half of us'll try to make it, the other half'll try to take it
Raekwon

Lay on the crime scene, sippin' fine wines/ Pullin' nines on, UFO's, takin' they fly clothes/ They eyes closed, we getting' loot/ No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard about/ Guns go off and now a murder bout/ I'm out/ My raps play the part like a Get Smart secret agent
Raekwon

As I look up at the sky/ My mind starts trippin, a tear drops my eye/ My body temperature falls/ I'm shakin and they breakin', tryin' to save the Dogg/ Pumpin' on my chest and I'm screamin'/ I stop breathin', damn I see demons/ Dear God, I wonder can ya save me/ I can't die, my Boo-Boo's bout to have my baby/ I think it's too late for prayin, hold up/ A voice spoke to me and it slowly started saying:
Snoop Dogg

Ya know, some of these n----z is so deceptive/ Using my styles like a contraceptive/ I hope ya get burnt, it seems ya haven't learnt/ It's the nick nack patty wack, I still got the bigger sack
Snoop Dogg

Deep, deep like the mind of Minolta, now picture this/ Let's picnic inside a morgue
RBX

Fly motherf--kers can't see Kurupt/ Hell-raising like Pinhead, beware I'm tearing sh-t the f--k up/ Slow your roll, like your legs was broken/ Who's joking? Rakim never joked, so why should I loc?
Kurupt

I'm watching a million man march, and I see the same b*itch on the million man march that was in, the homeboy warren G video! I mean, damm, everywhere I go, everywhere I look, I see the same hoe
Snoop Dogg

How many brothers fell victim to the streets, rest in peace young n**** there's a heaven for a ‘G' be a lie, if I told ya that I never though of death, my n****, we the last ones left
Tupac

You n**** made a mistake you shoulda never put my rhymes with Dre// them Thug n**** have arrived and it's Judgement Day// Hey homie if ya feel me// Tell them tricks that shot me// that they missed// they ain't killed me// I can make a muthafu*er shake// rattle and roll// I'm full of liquor// thug n****// quick to jab at them ho's// and I can make ya jealous n**** famous// f*ck around with 2Pac and see how good a n****s aim is
Tupac

Why play with fire, burn / We get together like a choir, to acquire what we desire / We do dirt like worms, produce G's like sperm / 'til legs spread like germs / I got extensive hoes, with expensive clothes / and I sip fine wines and spit vintage flows / What y'all don't know?
Jay-Z

Hit ya, back split ya / F--k fist fights and lame scuffles / Pillow case to your face, make the shell muffle / Shoot your daughter in the calf muscle / F--k a tussle, nickel-plated / Sprinkle coke on the floor, make it drug related
The Notorious B.I.G.

if I die I couldn't choose a better location / when the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation / getting closer to God in a tight situation / now, take these words home and think it through / or the next rhyme I write might be about you
Prodigy

There's a war goin on outside, no man is safe from / You could run but you can't hide forever / from these, streets, that we done took / You walkin witcha head down scared to look / You shook, cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
Prodigy

In a couple of years, fool we'll see you around / But til then maintain and keep ya story the same / The cops is grabbin wrong n---s, lookin for someone to blame / They harrassin, strugglin to find the truth / Is it a chance ya case'll get thrown out cos they ain't got no proof / To say you're guilty, your fingerprints filthy / Deliver me the gun, I'll tie two, quickly throw it in the river / Make sure it's safe to the bottom / Our smart police snuck you out at the projects, we got em / But still, but still, but still...
Prodigy

Straight outta Compton, crazy motherf--ker named Ice Cube / From the gang called N----z With Attitudes / When I'm called off, I got a sawed off / Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off / You too, boy, if ya f--k with me / The police are gonna hafta come and get me
Ice Cube

F--k the police comin straight from the underground / A young n---a got it bad cause I'm brown / And not the other colour so police think / they have the authority, to kill a minority
Ice Cube

You know I spell girl with a B / A brother like me is only out for one thing / I think with my ding-a-ling, but I won't bring no/ flowers to your doorstep, when we goin out / Cause you'll take it for granted, no doubt / And after the date, I'ma want to do the wild thing / You want lobster huh? I'm thinking Burger King
N.W.A.

I moved out of the hood for good - you blame me?/ N-----z aim mainly at n----z they can't be/ But n----z can't hit n----z they can't see/ I'm out of sight, now I'm out of they dang reach/ How would you feel if n-----z wanted you killed?/ You'd probably move to a new house on a new hill/ and choose a new spot if n----z wanted you shot/ I ain't a thug - how much Tupac in you you got?/ I ain't no bit*h neither - it's either my life/ or yo' life and I ain't leavin - I like breathin
Dr. Dre

Now all I get is hate mail all day saying Dre fell off/ What, cause I been in the lab wit a pen and a pad/ trying to get this damn label off?/ I ain't having that; this is the millennium of Aftermath/ It ain't gon' be nothin after that/ So give me one more platinum plaque / and f**k rap! You can have it back
Dr. Dre

I think the attitudes are twice as worst/ It takes half the time to get your life reversed/ Always tryin to play Rambo with they ammo/ Make a n----a wanna stay in family mode
Dr. Dre

I done been through all emotions, from in shock, to keepin a poker face/ to straight breakin down and showin all emotions/ I'm anxious to believe in real G's don't cry/ If that's the truth, then I'm realizin I ain't no gangsta/ It's just not me, but you know I'ma always ride wit you/ I miss you, sometimes I wish I just died wit you
Dr. Dre

What's that in your pants, ahhh human faeces!/ Throw your sh-tty drawers in the hamper/ Next time come strapped with a f--in Pamper
GZA

I rip it hardcore, like porno-flick bit-hes/ I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits/ Check it, my method on the microphone's bangin/ Wu-Tang slang'll leave your headpiece hangin/ Bust this, I'm kickin like Segal, Out for Justice/ The roughness, yes, the rudeness, ruckus/ Redrum, I verbally assault with the tongue/ Murder one, my style shot ya knot like a stun-gun
Inspektah Deck

Now that thought was just as bright as a 20-watt light bulb/ Should of pumped it when I rocked it/ N----z so stingy they got short arms and deep pockets/ This goes on in some companies/ With majors they're scared to death to pump these/ First of all, who's your A&R/ A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar/ But he don't know the meaning of dope/ When he's lookin for a suit and tie rap/ that's cleaner than a bar of soap/ And I'm the dirtiest thing in sight/ Matter of fact bring out the girls and let's have a mud fight
GZA

You the f- @g model for Karl Kani/Esco ads/Went from, Nasty Nas to Esco's trash/Had a spark when you started but now you're just garbage/Fell from top ten to not mentioned at all/to your bodyguard's "Oochie Wally" verse better than yours/Matter fact you had the worst flow on the whole fuc k!n song/but I know - the sun don't shine, then son don't shineThat's why your - LAAAAAAAME! - career come to a endThere's only so long fake thugs can pretend
Jay-Z

I am the truest/Name a rapper that I aint influence/Gave ya'll chapters but now I keep my eye on the Judas/With hawaiin sofi fame kept my name in his music
Nas

Anyone else?

Some of those are really nice. Maybe you could go a little further and provide the names of the artists at the end of the quotes. I can pretty much figure out most of them but normally quotes are credited to the artists.

Sure thing. . .

Nice post B Keep up your good work..

"cash rules everything around me c.r.e.a.m., get the money dollar dollar bill yall" -method man

ha, nice post, didn't read all of them yet...you got a lot up there man! But when I get a chance I'll peep them all

whats up disIll? Haven't seen you post in a while, how you been?