Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays (RIP Prodigy) – Mobb Deep – “Trife Life”

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Check it out now..
Word up Son, s–t is ill kid..
Knahmsayin? Bein that we livin the motherf–kin trife life
Don’t have another day right?
It’s only right
Let me put you on to what happens Son, never believe this s–t
Kick that s–t

[Prodigy]
It’s just another day, drownin my troubles with a forty
That’s when I got the call from this brownskin shorty
She asked me where’s my crew at? Said we could do whatever
She got her crew too, and said that we should get together
I said, “Aight — just call me back in a hour
so I can take a shower and gather up the manpower”
Then I hung up the horn
And I thought to myself that it might be on
Cause this trick ain’t pick up the phone to call me in years (Why?)
Ever since I left the hoe lonely in tears
Ain’t no tellin what her friends puttin up in her ears
Ideas of settin me up, I’m not tryin ta hear
(Check it out, Son) So we take the gats for precautions
Plus this trick live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin
She might got a whole batallion of Bucktowners
Waitin for us to get up off the train and surround us
Or maybe, I’m blowin this s–t out of proportion
But this s–t do happen, to n—az very often
So f–k it, a n—a gotta do what he meant to
My crew got my back, f–k the world is my mental
We put together five soldiers, the bitch called
My blood curdled, told me to meet her on Myrtle
Got to the plaza, we’re waitin for the G train
We put a plan together, just in case the beef came

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Run the Jewels feat Big Boi (OutKast) – “Banana Clipper”

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[Killer Mike:]
I move with the elegance of an African elephant
I presented the evidence eloquent as the president
Evident is the emphasis, I deserve me a championship
But before I banana clip I’ma chill so my man can rip

[El-P:]
Little man against Hellion with the heart of an orphan
I got the words of a murderer and an eye for distortion
You take a slice of my portion, I’ll take a piece of your profit
I drive at illegal speeds, Keep an O.Z in my pocket

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Nico Segal feat Noname Gypsy, Chance the Rapper – “Warm Enough”

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[Noname Gypsy:]
Who are you to tell me
I’m not warm enough for summertime?
I know that I can decide myself
But you don’t know me like the sun you’ve never seen my horizon

[Noname Gypsy:]
If I was everything I never was
Drugs got me bubbly suddenly mumbling simile meant to be for you now
The futile go fishing for moon over roof top
A new style for praying to everything I ever loved
My black boy outer space looking like a rain child
But but my body move like the sun

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Chance the Rapper feat Francis & the Lights – “Summer Friends”

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[Intro:]
Oh, oh, oh, incredible
I would… incredible
Everything…

[Verse 1 – Chance The Rapper:]
Socks on concrete, jolly rancher kids
I was talking back and now I gotta stay at grandma’s crib
Bunch of tank top, nappy headed bike-stealing Chatham boys

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Kanye West – “Real Friends”

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[Kanye West:]
Real friends, how many of us?
How many of us, how many jealous? Real friends
It’s not many of us, we smile at each other
But how many honest? Trust issues
Switched up the number, I can’t be bothered
I cannot blame you for havin’ an angle
I ain’t got no issues, I’m just doin’ my thing
Hope you’re doin’ your thing too
I’m a deadbeat cousin, I hate family reunions

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Kanye West feat Kendrick Lamar – “No More Parties In LA”

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[Junie Morrison:]
La di da di da, da
I like this flavor
La di da di da, la
Let me tell you
I’m out here from a very far away place
All for a chance to be a star
Nowhere seems to be too far

[Kanye West:]
No more parties in LA
Please, baby, no more parties in LA, uh
No more parties in LA
Please, baby, no more parties in LA, uh
No more (Los Angeles)
Please (shake that body, party that bod-)
Please (shake that body, party that body)
Please (shake that body, party that body)

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Black Moon – “Who Got Da Props?”

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[Verse 1: Buckshot]
Put up, what up, BO BO BO!
Suckers want to flow but they got no show
So I’mma grab the mic, flip a script, and leave ya stunned
Buckshot’s the one that gets the job done
Mic check, I get paid to wreck your set
Get ready and jet, cause I’m a threat to your fret
No holds barred, and complete move fakers
Best to play the back and watch your girl, I might take her
If she’s a crab I’mma diss her then slide
If she try to riff I got my Smith on my side
Word to God, here I come so make way
Rugged and rough, killing your set every day
Microphone check 1, 2, here we go
And I’mma let you know, who got the flow
Spitting my verbs like an automatic weapon
Suckers keep stepping, cause I’mma let you know

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Kanye West feat Jay-Z – “Power (Remix)” The Meadows NYC Week (I Guess)

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I forgot all about this remix.

[Jay-Z – Intro]
Is this thing on?
Oh, I thought they silenced us, ‘Ye
Power to the people

We’re living in that 31st century, futuristic fly s–t
The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private
New watches (you know what time it is)
Watch us (you see us)
They can’t stop us
The prophets
Be-otches!

[Chorus: Kanye West]
No one man should have all that power (Yea!)
The clock’s tickin, I just count the hours (Yea!)
Stop trippin, I’m trippin off the power
(“No one man should have all that power!” – [King Crimson])

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Wu Tang Clan – “Deadly Melody”

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[Masta Killa]
As we return, to the 36 Chambers
The RZA, the GZA
The Ol Dirty BZA
U-God, Chef, the Ghostface Killah
And Meth, Rebel I soldier for the foreclosure
Don’t forget about the Masta, yo

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Frank Ocean feat Andre 3000 – “Solo (Reprise)

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This is truly the most real statement in Hip-Hop right now.

[Intro: André 3000]
Aye, aye, so now I’m—

[Verse: André 3000]
So low that I can see under the skirt of an ant
So low that I don’t get high no more
When I “Geronimo!”, I just go “Eh”
Solo, my cup is a rojo, my cholo, my friend
So low that I can admit
When I hear that another kid is shot by the popo
It ain’t an event no more