Post your favorite lines/quotes/verses from any type of music...

[Rip the Jacker]

*Update* : Be sure to include the artist name and song title

Can be rap / rock / violent / non violent anything

Mine is in my sig. I'll add more though.

 

[yllus]

As spoken by the immortal Ma$e in "Been Around The World", some wise words of advice about women:

Now trick what? Lace who? That ain?t what Ma$e do,
Got a lot of girls that?d love to replace you.
Tell you to your face boo, not behind your back,
N!ggaz talk sh!t, we never mind that.

 

[Appledrop]

 

[radioouman]

I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed

 

[leftyman]

Mmmbop, ba duba dop ba do bop,
Ba duba dop ba do bop,
Ba duba dop ba do. oh yeah,
Mmmbop ba duba dop ba do bop,
Ba duba dop ba do bop,
Ba duba dop ba do

 

[Trygve]

So many choices, and it's always going to depend on my mood of the moment. Here's a few:


Stabbing Westward, Darkest Days:

If I must be lonely, I think I'd rather be alone.



Sarah McLachlan, Into the Fire:

I will stare into the sun until its light doesn't blind me
I will walk into the fire unitl its heat doesn't burn me
And I will feed the fire

And into the fire
I'm reunited
Into the fire
I am the spark
Into the fire
I yearn for comfort



Godsmack, Whatever:

I'm doing the best I ever did
I'm doing the best that I can
I'm doing the best I ever did
Now go away



VNV Nation, Rubicon:

The strength I need to feel, the pride inside of me,
Are not there behind the face staring back at me.
The anger and the pain of knowing where I am.
I have come so far and I cannot return.

Nothing I can do that I have not done.
No words I can say. No truth left that I can see.
So must I let this end so everything falls apart.
Before I live the life as I have always done.

Tell me what to do so I do nothing wrong.
Something I can hope for. Something real that I can see.
So nothing falls apart. So that it does not end.
I cannot return. I can't start again.



Sisters of Mercy, Dominion:

Some say prayers, some say prayers...I say, "Mine!"

 

[Kadarin]

My choice would have to be The City Sleeps, by MC 900ft Jesus:

stealin' down an alley on a cold dark night
i see a halo in the rain 'round a street light
i stop and look and listen to the sound
as the raindrops penetrate the silence all around

alone, i gaze into the glistening street
the distant thunder echoing my hearbeat
urging me on to a secret goal
away from the light from this lamp on a pole

so i turn
slip away into the rain
drifting like a spirit through the shadows in the lane
clutching the tools of my trade in my hand
an old box of matches and a gasoline can

darkness envelops the scene like a shroud
a veil of emptiness hangs from the clouds
filling up the cracks in this desolate place
cradled by the night in an icy embrace

i move through the town like a ghost in the rain
a dim reflection in a dark windowpane
blackness beckons from every side
creeping all around like an incoming tide

a broken window in an empty house
i slip inside and begin to douse
the whole place with the fuel that will feed the fire
and push back the night, taking me higher

on out of the darkness
in a deafening roar
the match in my hand is the key to the door
a simple turn of the wrist will suffice
to open a passage to paradise

i pause
think about the past in the gloom
the smell of gasoline permeates the room
everyone has a little secret he keeps
i light the fires while the city sleeps

the match makes a graceful arc to the floor
time stands still as I turn for the door
which explodes in a fireball and throws me to the street
i hit the ground running with the flames at my feet

reaching for the night which recoils from the fire
the raindrops hiss like a devilish choir
dying in the flames with a terrible sound
calling all the names of sleepers all around

but then in the arms of the night they lay
their dreams sprout wings and fly away
out of their houses in a gathering flock
swarming overhead as I hurry down the block

i make my escape with the greatest of ease
and safe in the darkness, i drop to my knees
a light in this window, my hand on the latch
i reach in my pocket and pull out a match

 

[daftpunkit]

I like to listen to any music that gives my Logitech Z-5500s sub a workout.
So as of late I listen to:
Threnody of a Modern Romance - It Dies Today


The first 30 seconds is a nice sight to behold watching the sub resonate so precisely

 

[laurenlex]

Take The Money And Run Lyrics (Steve Miller)




Steve Miller - Take The Money And Run Lyrics

This here's a story about Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue
Two young lovers with nothin' better to do
Than sit around the house, get high, and watch the tube
And here is what happened when they decided to cut loose

They headed down to, ooh, old El Paso
That's where they ran into a great big hassle
Billy Joe shot a man while robbing his castle
Bobbie Sue took the money and run

Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run

Billy Mack is a detective down in Texas
You know he knows just exactly what the facts is
He ain't gonna let those two escape justice
He makes his livin' off of the people's taxes

Bobbie Sue, whoa, whoa, she slipped away
Billy Joe caught up to her the very next day
They got the money, hey
You know they got away
They headed down south and they're still running today
Singin' go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run
Go on take the money and run

 

[Rip the Jacker]

These are snippets from New York State of Mind by Nas

"Once they caught us off guard, the Mac-10 was in the grass and
I ran like a cheetah with thoughts of an assassin
Pick the Mac up, told brothers, "Back up," the Mac spit
Lead was hittin n!ggaz one ran, I made him backflip
Heard a few chicks scream my arm shook, couldn't look
Gave another squeeze heard it click yo, my sh!t is stuck
Try to cock it, it wouldn't shoot now I'm in danger
Finally pulled it back and saw three bullets caught up in the chamber
So now I'm jetting to the building lobby
and it was filled with children probably couldn't see as high as I be"

"It drops deep as it does in my breath
I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
Beyond the walls of intelligence, life is defined
I think of crime when I'm in a New York state of mind"

"Whenever frustrated I'ma hijack Delta
In the P.J.'s, my blend tape plays, bullets are strays
Young b!tches is grazed each block is like a maze
full of black rats trapped, plus the Island is packed
From what I hear in all the stories when my peoples come back, black
I'm livin where the nights is jet black
The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back
and lamp like Capone, with drug scripts sewn
Or the legal luxury life, rings flooded with stones, homes
I got so many rhymes I don't think I'm too sane
Life is parallel to Hell but I must maintain
and be prosperous, though we live dangerous
cops could just arrest me, blamin us, we're held like hostages
It's only right that I was born to use mics
and the stuff that I write, is even tougher than dice
I'm takin rappers to a new plateau, through rap slow
My rhymin is a vitamin, Hell without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if your sh!t eats tapes"

 

[meltdown75]

Rush - Dreamline

He's got a road map of Jupiter
A radar fix on the stars
All along the highway
She's got a liquid-crystal compass
A picture book of the rivers
Under the Sahara

They travel in the time of the prophets
On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun
Like lovers and heroes, and the restless part of everyone
We're only at home when we're on the run
On the run

He's got a star map of Hollywood
A list of cheap motels
All along the freeway
She's got a sister out in Vegas
The promise of a decent job
Far away from her hometown

They travel on the road to redemption
A highway out of yesterday -- that tomorrow will bring
Like lovers and heroes, birds in the last days of spring
We're only at home when we're on the wing
On the wing

When we are young
Wandering the face of the Earth
Wondering what our dreams might be worth
Learning that we're only immortal
For a limited time

Time is a gypsy caravan
Steals away in the night
To leave you stranded in Dreamland
Distance is a long-range filter
Memory a flickering light
Left behind in the heartland

We travel in the dark of the new moon
A starry highway traced on the map of the sky
Like lovers and heroes, lonely as the eagle's cry
We're only at home when we're on the fly
On the fly

When we are young
Wandering the face of the Earth
Wondering what our dreams might be worth
Learning that we're only immortal
For a limited time

We travel on the road to adventure
On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun
Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of everyone
We're only at home when we're on the run
On the run...

 

[Rip the Jacker]

Nas - Memory Lane snippets

"My man put the battery in my back, a differencem from Energizer
Sentence begins indented.. with formality
My duration's infinite, moneywise or physiology
Poetry, that's a part of me, retardedly bop"

"I rap divine Gods check the prognosis, is it real or showbiz?
My window faces shootouts, drug overdoses
Live amongst no roses, only the drama, for real
A nickel-plate is my fate, my medicine is the ganja
Here's my basis, my razor embraces, many faces
Your telephone blowin, black stitches or fat shoelaces"

"True in the game, as long as blood is blue in my veins
I pour my Heineken brew to my deceased crew on memory lane"

"My intellect prevails from a hangin cross with nails
I reinforce the frail, with lyrics that's real
Word to Christ, a disciple of streets, trifle on beats
I decifer prophecies through a mic and say peace."

 

[gsellis]

"And the trees were all kept equal by hatchet, axe, and saw"

Rush - Trees

 

[Rip the Jacker]

Nas - I Gave You Power (rapping as if he was a gun)

I seen some cold nights and bloody days
They grab and me bullets spray
They use me wrong so I sing this song 'til this day
My body is cold steel for real
I was made to kill, that's why they keep me concealed
Under car seats they sneak me in clubs
Been in the hands of mad thugs
They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
Seventeen precisely, one in my head
They call me Desert Eagle, semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin harshly
Beat up and battered, they pull me out
I watch as n!ggaz scattered, makin me kill
But what I feel it never mattered
When I'm empty I'm quiet, findin myself fiendin to be fired
A broken safety, n!ggaz place me in shelves
under beds, so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
Keep me full up with hollow heads

Always I'm in some sh!t, my abdomen is the clip
The barrel is my dick, uncircumcised
Pull my skin back and cock me, I bust off when they unlock me
Results of what happens to n!ggaz shock me
I see n!ggaz bleedin runnin from me in fear, stunningly tears
fall down the eyes of these so-called tough guys, for years
I've been used in robberies, givin n!ggaz heart to follow me
Placin peoples in graves, funerals made cause I was sprayed
I was laid in a shelf, with a grenade
Met a wrecked-up tech with numbers on his chest that say
Five-two-oh-nine-three-eight-five and zero
Had a serial defaced, hopin one day, police would place
where he came from, a name or some sort of person to claim him
Tired of murderin, made him wanna be a plain gun
But yo I had some other plans, like the next time the beef is on
I make myself jam right in my owner's hand

Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides
Besides me it's bullets, two vests and then a nine
There's a grenade in a box, and that tech that kept cryin
Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty as clear
He's bout to fall to pieces, cause of his murder career
Yo, I can hear somebody comin in, open the shelf
His eyes bubblin, he said, It was on
I felt his palm troubled him shakin
Somebody stomped him out, his dome was achin
He placed me on his waist, the moment I've been waitin
My creation was for blacks to kill blacks
It's gats like me that accidentally, go off, makin n!ggaz memories
But this time, it's done intentionally
He walked me outside, saw this cat
Cocked me back, said, Remember me?
He pulled the trigger but I held on, it felt wrong
Knowing n!ggaz is waiting in hell for 'im
He squeezed harder, I didn't budge, sick of the blood
Sick of the thugs, sick of wrath of the, next man's grudge
What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt
A newer me in better shape, before he lit out, he lead the chase
My owner fell to the floor, his wig split so fast
I didn't know he was hit, it's over with
Heard mad n!ggaz screamin, n!ggaz runnin, cops is comin
Now I'm happy, until I felt somebody else grab me
Damn!

 

[broon]

See sig.

Also best line:

All the world's indeed a stage and we are merely players, performers and portrayers.

 

[Rip the Jacker]

Originally posted by: Astaroth33
My choice would have to be The City Sleeps, by MC 900ft Jesus:

stealin' down an alley on a cold dark night
i see a halo in the rain 'round a street light
i stop and look and listen to the sound
as the raindrops penetrate the silence all around

alone, i gaze into the glistening street
the distant thunder echoing my hearbeat
urging me on to a secret goal
away from the light from this lamp on a pole

so i turn
slip away into the rain
drifting like a spirit through the shadows in the lane
clutching the tools of my trade in my hand
an old box of matches and a gasoline can

darkness envelops the scene like a shroud
a veil of emptiness hangs from the clouds
filling up the cracks in this desolate place
cradled by the night in an icy embrace

i move through the town like a ghost in the rain
a dim reflection in a dark windowpane
blackness beckons from every side
creeping all around like an incoming tide

a broken window in an empty house
i slip inside and begin to douse
the whole place with the fuel that will feed the fire
and push back the night, taking me higher

on out of the darkness
in a deafening roar
the match in my hand is the key to the door
a simple turn of the wrist will suffice
to open a passage to paradise

i pause
think about the past in the gloom
the smell of gasoline permeates the room
everyone has a little secret he keeps
i light the fires while the city sleeps

the match makes a graceful arc to the floor
time stands still as I turn for the door
which explodes in a fireball and throws me to the street
i hit the ground running with the flames at my feet

reaching for the night which recoils from the fire
the raindrops hiss like a devilish choir
dying in the flames with a terrible sound
calling all the names of sleepers all around

but then in the arms of the night they lay
their dreams sprout wings and fly away
out of their houses in a gathering flock
swarming overhead as I hurry down the block

i make my escape with the greatest of ease
and safe in the darkness, i drop to my knees
a light in this window, my hand on the latch
i reach in my pocket and pull out a match

that's pretty descriptive...

 

[TheNinja]

My pain is self-chosen
At least I believe it to be
I could either drown
Or pull off my skin and swim to shore
Now I can grow a beautiful shell for all to see

 

[Rip the Jacker]

?Or is it the mind state that?s ill, creating crime rates to fill the new prisons the build? - Talib Kweli


?At exactly which point do you start to realize, that life without knowledge is death in disguise? - Talib Kweli



?I sip a Dom P watching Ghandi until I?m charged, then writing In my book of rhymes all the words past the margin" - Nas



?This rhythmatic explosion, is what your frame of mind has chosen, I'll leave your brain stimulated, ni--az is frozen? - Nas



?Does it pay to be deaf, dumb and blind? From a slave we was kept from the mind? - Killah Priest



?Check the print, it's where veterans spark the letterings, slow moving emcees is waitin for the editin? - GZA



?I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses can't define how I be droppin these mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery? - Inspectah Deck



?The crown is still mine cause I drop ill rhymes, a lot of rappers talk that murder sh-t and couldn't kill time? - Big L



?I start thinking, how many souls hip-hop has affected How many dead folks this art resurrected? - Common


?I'm the sickest linguistically, illicit lyrical misfit, in the business And probably in existence? - Canibus


? One day i'm gonna bust, blow up on this society, why did ya lie to me? I couldn't find a trace of equality.? - Tupac



?Truth brings light, light refracts off the mirror, visions of yourself and error could never clearer. The truth is that you ugly, not on the outside, but in the inside, on the outside you frontin you lovely? - Pharaohe Monche



?The planet revolves, supposedly, man evolves. But no problem is solved, cause man is the cause? - Ras Kass



?Somebody tell these shorties reach for the stars Instead they tell 'em how to reach through the bars? - Nas



?I start to think and then I sink, into the paper like I was ink. When I'm writing, I'm trapped in between the lines, I escape when I finish the rhyme? - Rakim



?You want to know how to rhyme, then learn how to add. It?s mathematics? - Mos Def

 

[chuckywang]

Originally posted by: broon
See sig.

Also best line:

All the world's indeed a stage and we are merely players, performers and portrayers.

Twelfth Night

 

[chuckywang]

You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain.
Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain.
Waste your summer praying in vain for a savior to rise from these streets.

 

[Rip the Jacker]

Originally posted by: Astaroth33
My choice would have to be The City Sleeps, by MC 900ft Jesus:

stealin' down an alley on a cold dark night
i see a halo in the rain 'round a street light
i stop and look and listen to the sound
as the raindrops penetrate the silence all around

alone, i gaze into the glistening street
the distant thunder echoing my hearbeat
urging me on to a secret goal
away from the light from this lamp on a pole

etc..

I'm pretty sure Nas was inspired by this song. That is if it was pre-1994 and I'm pretty sure it is. Anyway, this is New York state of Mind Pt 2's 1st verse. Which is similar to this song...

Broken glass in the hallway bloodstained floors
Neighbors look at every bag you bring through your doors
Lock the top lock momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator
Why not? It might've saved later from my block
N.Y. cops hookers crawlin off the stroll, coughin
stitches in they head, stinkin and I dread thinkin they be snitchin
But who else, could it be, shook at these, unmarked vans
Parked in the dark -- NARC's, where's your heart?
Hustlers starve; they bust a U-e I jog
to my building -- come out later wearin camouflage
See the sergeant and the captain -- strangle men
N!ggaz gaspin for air; til they move no more and just stare
with dead eyes -- tired of riots, sh!t is quiet
Simple-minded fools infiltrate grimy crews
Overcrowded cribs, uncles home from bids, sister's pregnant
father's on drugs, moms is smokin, beds is piss-infested
Had eight partners growin up, eight turned to seven
Seven turned to six n!ggaz, got two in heaven
Six of us, holdin it, now it's five rollin thick
The sixth one's parole flipped; five n!ggaz, went to fo' quick
when he went O.T., college life, converted into gangbangin
Four n!ggaz still hangin, years passed and slang changin
Three of us now, fourth n!gga ain't around
We all thought he was real -- he did the snake sh!t
Fake sh!t -- beat his ass down, yo his mouth
could've got us all wasted, what a fvckin clown
All I got left in the end is two of my best friends
And we all goin out, to the death for these ends, WHAT?

 

[broon]

Originally posted by: chuckywang

Originally posted by: broon
See sig.

Also best line:

All the world's indeed a stage and we are merely players, performers and portrayers.

Twelfth Night

Shakespere?

This band may not have said it first but they said it best.

Living on a lighted stage
Approaches the unreal
For those who think and feel
In touch with some reality
Beyond the gilded cage

BTW - Alex is 51. Greatest band ever.

 

[chrisms]

Now years gone by we find man that rules the sea.
He sets out on a dark may morning .
To bring his catch back to this small community.
He doesn?t see the danger dawning.
Four hours up, oh the ocean swelled and swelled,
The fog rolled in it started raining.
The starboard bow. oh my God we?re going down!
The do not hear his frantic mayday.
And he says
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before my days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.
I?ll live and die a fisherman.
Calling john the fisherman.

 

[chowmein]

Hey, I'm happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm usless but not for long
The future is coming on

Hey, I'm happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless but not for long
(That's right)
The future is coming on
It's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on, it's coming on

 

[40Hands]

It's no baloney....It ain't a poney...