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Rap Quotes About Dreams & Ambition
Wanting more is treated as work. Of 193 lines, 142 are lyrics and 51 are interviews, from 88 artists. The leaders sit close together: J. Cole and Nipsey Hussle have 7 each, Eminem has 6, and Drake, JAY-Z, Jeezy, Kendrick Lamar, Killer Mike, Nas, and The Game have 5. Biggie's "Juicy" (1994), Eminem's "Lose Yourself" (2002), Nas's "The World Is Yours" (1994), and Jeezy's "Let's Get It" (2005) and "Hustlaz Ambition" (2008) contribute two each. Four of Drake's five lines come from the album More Life, including "Gyalchester" (2017): "Bury me now and I only get bigger." Nipsey's share includes an XXL interview about saying what he wants to see. A year is on 143 lines; 64 of them fall in the 2010s.
You wanna know what scares people? Success. When you don’t make moves and you don’t climb up the ladder, everybody loves you because you’re not competition.
If they don't know your dreams, then they can't shoot 'em down
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
You better lose yourself in the music
The moment, you own it, you better never let it go (Go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo
One day, I'm wordless, next day, I'm a wordsmith
Close to success, but to happiness, I'm the furthest
How are you going to call it a comeback when I've been here for years, man?
Dreams stopped being dreams when I turned 'em into goals
They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor
I would be Ivy League if America played fair
Poor excuse, and so I was
I live by the beat like you live check-to-check
If it don't move your feet, then I don't eat
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front of
I’ll probably self-destruct if I ever lose, but I never do
I don’t want to close any of the doors needed to create the best product possible. But my ego is my drug.
Have you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game
Overlookin' his tomorrows, and they finally came?
Place your bets, here's a mil', I invest in the real
Went from Netflix and chill to breakfast in Brazil
Difficult takes a day, impossible takes a week
It cost to be the boss, and it ain't get no cheaper
I used to hit the kitchen lights, cockroaches everywhere
Hit the kitchen lights: now it's marble floors, everywhere! (haha)
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine—whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
We don't look nothin' like the people on the screen
You know, the movie stars, picture perfect beauty queens
But we got dreams and we got the right to chase 'em
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface, he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
I’ve reached a point in my life where my Truman Show boat has hit the painting.
It ain't a force in this world like the focused drive
You gotta focus on yourself like an only child
You make your dream realer, and you make your team better
Forget about the risk we took, I never can
Rebel in this white-man-world until they bury him (Bury him)
Being broke is so un-American
That's why I'm screaming All Money In, 'til the end, nigga
Can't be scared to fail in search of perfection
I'm in it for the glory, not the honor mention
I am a walking affirmation, that imagination
And focus and patience gets you closer to your aspiration
What good is a degree when there's no jobs to apply?
And fast food won't do cause you overqualified
Went from makin' tuna sandwiches to makin' the news
I started speakin' my mind and tripled my views
The only thing that can kill me is death, that's the only thing that can ever stop me, is death, and even then my music will live forever.
Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith
I don’t chase money—I try to make the money chase me
You just chase your dreams
You don't even take the time to sleep
But don't forget to breathe
The weatherman don't even know the storm I'ma bring
My hard work finally catchin' up with perfect timin'
Went from small-ass apartments to walkin' red carpets
Pissy elevators, now every dress is tailored
This some real-life fairy tale Binderella shit
I wanted to be technical. I wanted to be complex. I wanted to make my act a hard act to follow. Bottom line.
Set the game ablaze, I’m an arcade fire
I don't care about nostalgia
My best years are ahead of me (Ahead of me)
You don't like me? Bet against me
The top gets higher the more that I climb
The spot gets smaller, and I get bigger
Got the keys into my city, now she know the rides
Got new money, got new problems, got new enemies
When you make it to the top, that's the amenities
It don't matter where you're from, it's where you're at
Listen, look
Before rap my last name was my lifestyle
And when I visualize success it look like right now
What was once gray skies is now white clouds
One of the ways artists can put themselves ‘on the map’ is to stop thinking about the lines on the map.
Used to buyin' rounds, but now we buy the bar
Last year, they had to ask, now they know who we are
Made my blueprints, so my life got no ceilings (I don't see 'em)
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
I got power, poison, pain, and joy inside my DNA
I got hustle, though, ambition flow inside my DNA
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (Yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
On a race with myself, I don't see nobody
Places that I've been, things that I have seen
What you call a nightmare, are what I have as dreams
My dad never came London to put tickets on windscreens
If it ain't greatness, what does this shit mean?
The feeling that I have when I listen to The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill is the same feeling I want some other Black little girl to have when she listens to me.
Show 'em how to move in a room full of vultures
Aim for the stars and I shouldn't have missed
But I was riding on fumes, so I stopped by the moon
Now I'm sitting on the hood of this bitch
Like, "Thanks for the view," waiting on thanks from a few
Ridin' in the foreign, remember ridin' on MARTA
Grind got harder and my mind got smarter
Look up in the sky, it’s a bird, it’s a plane
No, it's the young black god livin’ out his dreams
What you mean? I been up on an ultralight beam
They don't wanna see you fly, they just gonna shoot your wings
The best rapper alive
Since the best rapper retired