Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Quotable Verse #4

Decided to take this one out of the vault and throw it up on the blog....dope verse from Drake. Recorded a few years back, and Rebstar dusted it off for his latest single, "Good Life." Definitely one of my favorites right now.

"Look,

I know you miss me, go on admit it, girl. 'Cause everything he doing for you, I done did it, girl. So call me up late, I know you with it, girl, I get a rush from it, knowing you commited girl.

Beach front properties, panoramic views, you could probably catch him in Atlanta with his crew. Plus his whole vibe like candles and a pool, 'cause he's hot, but you notice how he handles it is cool.

The name is Drake dawg, I came here solo. The smell is Dolce, the draws is Polo. The DJ's Future, the clothes is Ransom, the cut's from J-Mac, ya boy is handsome

Pay me now, n***a: cash advance him, y'all don't wanna see me throw no tantrum. We blowing up this year, it's called expansion, now everybody get to dancing to this..." - Drake "Good Life"

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Hip Hop Daily Quoteable Verse #3

I kinda slipped...okay, I really slipped. I haven't done these in 2-3 weeks, and I need to get back to it...so, my first one back is a really good one: Meek Mill's verse on the MMG joint "Running Rebels" featuring Wale, Stalley, and Teedra Moses.

So, here goes number 3:

"They Larry Davis'd me, and said I tried to kill a cop. Picture that, and they ain't fire not a single shot.

They said I'm guilty, I ain't get the chance to say I'm not. Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box.

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail, calling n***as really knowing they don't give a hell. But I ain't give a f*** 'cause I ain't tryna sit in jail, they givin' n***as letters here, and they ain't sending mail.

I'm talking life sentence, forever nice pendants. This s*** here will turn a man into a nice n***a. This s*** right here will turn a killer to a nice n***a. Cold cell, locked down like a vice gripper.

Lead by my strategy, winning I do sporadically. Try attacking me, automatics shoot automatically. City backing me, headed for it, no looking back at me. Lyrical assault, they charge me without the battery.

Ha, running rebel on another level, like the Olympics, these young'ns just won another medal. They say to get a hundred mill, you must become the devil. If you believe that, n***a you is dumb as ever.

Young and dumb, or either old and stupid. I put my faith in God, never try, I just do it. N***as get down for the moment, they ain't for the movements. My n***a Rozay put me on the tour 'cause I Am Music." - Meek Mill "Running Rebels"