Saddest/most moving hip-hop lyric?

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3 nominees:

1. "They used to take care of us/Now they motherfuckin' scared of us" -- Biggie

2. All of "Nowalaters" by the Coup

3. "I'm on a thousand downers now/I'm drowsy" -- Eminem

― Ess, Monday, 12 May 2003 14:39 (twenty-two years ago)

"Lemonade was a popular drink and still is"

― Dom Passantino (Dom Passantino), Monday, 12 May 2003 14:40 (twenty-two years ago)

"They shot down one / They shot down two / Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do"

"My first fight was me against five boroughs"

― Neudonym, Monday, 12 May 2003 14:45 (twenty-two years ago)

O! the tragedy of enduring lemonade popularity!

― Ess, Monday, 12 May 2003 14:48 (twenty-two years ago)

Jay/Scarface/Beanie "This Can't Be Life" always gets to me.

― Al (sitcom), Monday, 12 May 2003 15:02 (twenty-two years ago)

Day by day it's more impossible to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning I'm in service
Playing for forgiveness
And trying to find an exit out of the business
I know the Lord is looking at me
But yet and still it's hard for me to feel happy
I often drift while I drive
Havin fatal thoughts of suicide
BANG and get it over with
And then I'm worry-free, but that's bullshit
I got a little boy to look after
And if I died then my child would be a bastard
I had a woman down with me
But to me it seemed like she was down to get me
She helped me out in this shit
But to me she was just another bitch
Now she's back with her mother
Now I'm realizing that I love her
Now I'm feeling lonely
My mind is playing tricks on me

― chuck, Monday, 12 May 2003 15:05 (twenty-two years ago)

Chuck OTM.

― Mr. Diamond (diamond), Monday, 12 May 2003 15:16 (twenty-two years ago)

replace my BDP quote with another from the same song: "With one and a half pair of pants / You ain't cool"

all of "1st of tha Month" and "Tha Crossroads" deserve mention too.

― Neudonym, Monday, 12 May 2003 15:35 (twenty-two years ago)

I said "Lay down/
And unbutton ya bra"/
There was tha biggest titties/
That a nigger EVAH saw/
I said "DAYUM"/
Then the air got thinna/
Only thought in my mind/
Wuz goin' up in'na/
Tha suspense was makin' me sick/
She took her panties down/
AND THE BITCH HAD A DICK!/
I said "DAYUM"/
Dropped tha Gat from my hand/
*What I thought wuz a bitch/
Was nuthin' but a man*/
Put the Gat to his leg/
All the way up his skirt/
Becuz' this is one faggot/
That I HAD ta hurt/
So...

I'm just feelin' tha gangsta shit right now.

― absolute skittles, Monday, 12 May 2003 16:39 (twenty-two years ago)

Hangin' on to momma from a jail cell!

― Andrzej B. (Andrzej B.), Monday, 12 May 2003 16:41 (twenty-two years ago)

Now one night night I was at a drive-in
And a car full of niggaz straight drove in
I thought they wuz commin' to start trouble but no
Five niggaz in the back it was de neighborhood ho'
Now what do you expect they're gonna dogg her like a doggy
Thirty minutes later and the windowz are all foggy
And I'm off in my car havin' a fit' cuz de bitch that I'm with
Sayz no fuckin' on the 1st date shit
Now I'm like - Damn! I wish I was in the bucket
To be with 6 niggaz with the ho' and I can fuck it
So I told de ho' I was with that I'm goin' to de snack bar -
And got de fuck out de car.
Went to the bucket and I looked through the window
It was some niggaz that I knew they let me in yo
And my turn was like next
I could'nt see a face, all I saw was de pussy and the chest
I wanted to see the face, I felt the order
Peep over the seat - OH SHIT! it's the preacher's doughter!
And she's only 14 and a ho'
But the bitch sucks dick like a specialized pro
She looked at me, I was surprised
But was it passin' up the chance of my dick gettin' baptized
I told the bitch to do it quick :
"Yo, little ho' hurry up and suck my dick!"

― absolute skittles, Monday, 12 May 2003 16:43 (twenty-two years ago)

I can't remember specific lyrics right now, but "All That I Got Is You" by Ghostface Killiah ("didn't want to sleep with John-John, he peed the bed")and "I Remember" and "Can of Corn" by Coolio fit the bill.

I'm also a sucker for They Reminisce Over You" by Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth ("I dedicate this to you for believing in me...")

― chris herrington, Monday, 12 May 2003 17:30 (twenty-two years ago)

whenever i eat cereal w/ water i think about that Ghostface song

― Honda (Honda), Monday, 12 May 2003 17:34 (twenty-two years ago)

There is no sadder hip-hop song than "Burn Baby Burn" by the Gravediggaz. Poetic was dying of brain cancer when he recorded it, and the lyrics are about all the struggles he has to deal with. Observe:

"Yo, pain builds my character
Deranged cancer cell begin to damage my shell
Tissues begin to swell
A human pin-cushion needles begin pushin
through my, melanin color, blood begins gushin
Hunger - pain is, fed through my veins
Tryin to maintain body and brain under strain
Belly bein drained from my nose through a catheter
To maintain my stamina, game is high caliber
Flashback my dossier file before the hospital
Lots'll pay a pile of cheddar to see me rock my style
Got lots of smiles from man woman and child
A Gravedigga here runnin wild like the Nile
Ghetto, X-File, the horrorcore bringers
City morgue singers, new rap era beginners
Four years out of seven I remember tourin
And this year I'm measurin my urine"

To die from such a horrible horrible disease as brain cancer is one thing. To actually GO ON RECORD and RAP ABOUT IT is another thing entirely. This song makes me about 50,000 times more sad than any of those 2Pac/Biggie "horrors of the ghetto" songs do.

― Evan (Evan), Monday, 12 May 2003 21:37 (twenty-two years ago)

what are all the verses above from?

and i've never heard the song,but from what evan says it sounds like that song is easily the saddest/most moving hiphop track...

― robin (robin), Monday, 12 May 2003 22:36 (twenty-two years ago)

And at the department store as Santa we would see 'em
And as he smiled, his own child was at home plottin'
How off the face of this earth she was gonna knock him
When I got home, I found she had tried to call me
My machine had kicked to her hey how ya doin' (sorry)
I tried to call the honey but her line was busy
I guess I'll head to Macy's and bug out on Dillon
I received a call from Misses Sick herself
I asked her how was she recoverin' her health
She said that what she had to ask would make it seem minute
She wanted to talk serious, I said, "go ahead-shoot"
She claimed I hit the combo dead upon the missal
Wanted to know if I could get a loaded pistol
That ain't a problem but why would Millie need one
She said she wanted her pops Dillon to heed one
Ran some style about him pushin' on her privates
Look honey, I don't care if you kick five fits
There's no way that you can prove to me that Dill's flip
He might breathe a blunt but ya jeans he wouldn't rip
You're just mad he's your overseer at school
No need to play him out like he's someone cruel
She kicked that she would go get it from somewhere else
Yeah, whatever you say, go for ya self
Macy's department store, the scene for Santa's kisses
And all the little brats demandin' all of their wishes
Time passes by as I wait for my younger brother
He as his wish, I waste no time to return him back to Mother
As I'm jettin', Millie floats in like a zombie
I ask her what's her problem, all she says is "Where is he?"
I give a point, she pulls a pistol, people screamin'
She shouts to Dill he's off to hell cuz he's a demon
None of the kids could understand what was the cause
All they could see was a girl holdin' a pistol on Claus
Dillon pleaded mercy, said he didn't mean to
Do all the things that her mind could do nothing but cling to
Millie bucked him and with the quickness it was over

― hstencil, Monday, 12 May 2003 22:44 (twenty-two years ago)

hstencil what is that from?

― robin (robin), Monday, 12 May 2003 22:49 (twenty-two years ago)

I reminisce so you never forget this
The days of wayback, so many bear witness the fitness
Take the first letter out of each word in this joint
Listen close as I prove my point
T to the R-uh-O-Y, how did you and I meet?
In front of Big Lou's, fighting in the street
But only you saw what took many time to see
I dedicate this to you for believing in me

TROY always gets me -
"Millie" is up there tho falls maybe more into disturbing than sad

― H (Heruy), Monday, 12 May 2003 22:53 (twenty-two years ago)

(stencils post is "mille pulled a pistol on santa claus" De la Soul)

― H (Heruy), Monday, 12 May 2003 22:54 (twenty-two years ago)

skittles's first one is from "Nobody Move" by N.W.A. (or is it just Eazy E?)

not sad, but moving:

Yo, me and MJ go back to the eight-tays
She used to roll with my family to J-A
VA, SC and even GA
I used to spend her in Dectaur in the dai-ly
Visiting my auntie, we went world wide
She met every single girl I had, no lie
And then one of my ex-girls brought me to the side and said "M-Jane is tearing up my insides"
Couldn't hear that, I need to run my life
I'm like the big King and she like my Queen wife
She done looks good in denim, better in leather
Just right in linen, and so fine in good weather
In the summertime, she be on my ass
At the barbeques, buying me a drink without asking
When she with me, she be looking out for me
Simple and plain
My homegirl Money Jane

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Monday, 12 May 2003 23:01 (twenty-two years ago)

(Kardinal Offishall feat Sean Paul and Baby Blue Soundcrew)

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Monday, 12 May 2003 23:04 (twenty-two years ago)

Re Evan's post, which makes me regret dismissing (despite the advice of wiser friends)the Gravediggaz at the time, how come most of the sad lyrics in hip-hop STILL don't get outside the girls-guns-money shtick? Are we not looking hard enough?

Another one: "I Cram 2 Understand U" by MC Lyte.

― Ess, Tuesday, 13 May 2003 12:28 (twenty-two years ago)

"Me and Jesus the Pimp in a 79 Grenada Last Night" by The Coup

― phil-two (phil-two), Tuesday, 13 May 2003 12:35 (twenty-two years ago)

All of "Doo Rags" by Nas.

― Nordicskillz (Nordicskillz), Tuesday, 13 May 2003 12:39 (twenty-two years ago)

crime visions in my blood got me locked in prison,
while we die hard living people whine about religious vision
blows spinning, sin and killing what's revealing
it's a never ending battle with no ending or beginning, listen
zero progess, process, become the hunted
America's most wanted, good life flaunted, wanted
Some love the speed, some satisfy a need
Some want to be down, young gun seed, jungle breed
the stronger speed, someone die, someone bleed
one flew astray, and it caught my little seed
could it be the ice have us trife life, made me grab the knife
the righteous man must beef with many strifes,
pipes taking in my energy, breath and all the rest
cause the good die young and the hard die best
You can't party your life away, drink you life away,
smoke your life away, fuck your life away,
dream your life away, scheme your life away
cause your seeds grow up the same way

from 'a better tomorrow'

that gravediggaz one is pretty amazing too

― adam b (adam b), Tuesday, 13 May 2003 14:45 (twenty-two years ago)

Well m'name's Easy-E, I got bitches galo'/You may got alot o' bitches, but I got much mo'!

― Alex in NYC (vassifer), Tuesday, 13 May 2003 14:47 (twenty-two years ago)

That's when our signals got crossed, and we got flipped
Rather mine, I don't know what made me leave that shit
Made me speed that quick, let me see - that's it
It was the cheese helped them bitches get amnesia quick
I used to cut up they buddies, now they sayin they love me
Used to tell they friends I was ugly and wouldn't touch me
Then I showed up in that dubbed out buggy
And then they got fuzzy and they don't remember that
And I don't remember you..

Bit of an obvious one but this verse and

They say you can't turn a bad girl good
But once a good girl's goin bad, she's gone forever..
And more forever
Shit I gotta live with the fact I did you wrong forever

from jigga's 'Song Cry' are quite moving.

― ss, Tuesday, 13 May 2003 15:02 (twenty-two years ago)

Ess, the one I posted wasn't in the girls-guns-money schtick, but what do ya expect, it was De La Soul.

― hstencil, Tuesday, 13 May 2003 15:04 (twenty-two years ago)

"One is black and the other is white,
If you think it's funny, hey that's alright"

My Nuts by The Fat Boys

― blutroniq, Tuesday, 13 May 2003 15:05 (twenty-two years ago)

Oh and Biggy's 'Juicy' is an obvious one

We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us/
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us//
Birthdays was the worst days/
Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay/

― ss, Tuesday, 13 May 2003 15:07 (twenty-two years ago)

Die muthafucka, die muthafucka, die muthafucka
Die muthafucka, that's the message
To the bitches in the white dresses
I got some shit to make the room rock
If you don't wanna feel the pain, you keep your asses in the boon docks
Dumb muthafuckas with your pick up trucks
Gave muthafuckas jammin sticks up butts
I shoot your asses in the guts and leave your brains on the windshield

LOLOLOLOLOLOL

― ss, Tuesday, 13 May 2003 15:13 (twenty-two years ago)

trife classix: all you dicks who always want sad hiphop

― Sterling Clover (s_clover), Tuesday, 13 May 2003 17:02 (twenty-two years ago)

"a chalky outline on the ground's a father figure?"
and el-p's song toj.

no matter what the topic, if it has to do w/hip hop lyrics, someone's gotta bring the lemonade, don't they.
eh...i don't blame ya.

― praying mantis (praying mantis), Tuesday, 13 May 2003 17:21 (twenty-two years ago)

It used to be all good when we played Double Dutch in the hood (do it a)
On the softball team I was swingin' that wood (let's do it again)
I remember eatin' Kool-Aid and sunflower seeds (do it a)
Jelly shoes, hair braided wit 1000 beads (let's do it again)
Mama sittin' on the porch ?till the lights come on (do it a)
And when I woke up in the mornin' and my bike was gone (let's do it again)
I was sick to my stomach, couldn't eat for days (do it a)
Sweepin' beauty shops, saving, making minimum wage (let's do it again)
Then I cop the 10-speed and got back on my feet (do it a)
A whole pack'a girls ridin' 20 deep in the street (let's do it again)
We playin' catch a boy, freak a boy, switchin' up the rules (do it a)
A summertime splash party get you in the pool (let's do it again)
Ladies if ya feel it - holla back cause you wit me (do it a)
Shout my nigga Keya, Tony Mack, Jalay, Nikki (let's do it again)
This for all them hood parkin' lots in every city (do it a)
Ludacris, Face, Lil' Fate, Shawnna you wit me (let's do it again)

― dk (d k), Wednesday, 14 May 2003 05:19 (twenty-two years ago)

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