Zitate und Songtexte von Rick Ross

We the Last Poets so this is a world premiere
Rolling like Mick Jagger, the women just getting badder

Living like Scottie Pippen, dribble riddles for vittles
Started off with a scribble, now I'm flowing a river

It's funny how things change, funny how time fly
More than my feet travel, the more that I feel fly
More that I make now, the more that the chicks smile

Big bank, sparkin' weed without a lighter
On fire 'cause I'm just a different writer

How long does it take to get from Louisiana to Alabama?
One Mississippi.

One day, I know the struggle will change. There's got to be a change - not only for Mississippi, not only for the people in the United States, but people all over the world.

You wake up in the morning and you look at your old spoon, and you say to yourself, 'Mick, it's time to get yourself a new spoon.' And you do.

I must be careful not to get trapped in the past. That's why I tend to forget my songs.

I got nasty habits; I take tea at three.

Yeah, this life I'm livin'
All the advice been tipped in
Gave me that grip, no slippin'
Out of my mind, went trippin'

Yup, in my white tee
Yeah, call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Uh, they gon' wipe you before you wipe me
On boxes of checks, not my Nikes

If life's a game of inches, then my dick has been the biggest

Get the f*ck away from me, I hate all of you, faithfully
This world was never made for me
Thankfully, I'm trained to see past all the lies, the ranks, the scenes
I'll shank my knees, then walk the plank and freeze

She told me put my heart in the bag
And nobody gets hurt
Now I'm running from her love, I'm not fast
So I'm making it worse
Now I'm digging up a grave, from my past
I'm a whole different person
It's a gift and a curse
But I cannot reverse it

I still see your shadows in my room
Can't take back the love that I gave you
It's to the point where I love and I hate you
And I cannot change you, so I must replace you, oh
Easier said than done, I thought you were the one
Listenin' to my heart instead of my head

And if you ever need a friend then you got me
And in the end, when I die, would you watch me?
And if I try suicide, would you stop me?
Would you help me get a grip or would you drop me?

I don't feel much pain
Got a knife in my back, and a bullet in my brain
I’m clinically insane
Walkin' home alone, I see faces in the rain

It's a rodeo, go on and touch your toes
I'ma hit you from the back and that's as far as it goes
I done knocked 'em all down like some dominoes

Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence
And leave me with my sins
Air around me feels just like a cage
Love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage

I advise you to not hide your feelings, don’t pretend to be okay when you’re not okay, don’t pretend to be happy when you’re sad, it’ll only lead to your misery.People always leave. Don’t get too attached.Some people just don’t deserve you. They aren’t ready for your level of loyalty or love. You have to remember that not everyone was raised like you. Not everyone has a pure heart or good intentions like you. And not everyone has your best interest and wants to see you succeed.'JUST CARRY ON.'

She told me that I'm not enough
And she left me with a broken heart
She fooled me twice and it's all my fault
She cut too deep, now she left me scarred

I never needed anything from you
And all I ever asked was for the truth
You showed your tongue and it was forked in two
Your venom was lethal, I almost believed you

All these punk motherf*ckers hitting my phone
You think we boys, I never seen you at one of my shows

I would not be alive if I gave in to one of the times
That I wanted to be six feet deep beneath all of our feet
I've given up on giving up

I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
You don't want no problems at your party, don't invite me
I don't worry 'bout you n*ggas, please stop talking 'bout me
Always talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty

Flame up, light it
They see me and get excited
Two step, spin around, so fly, pilot
They sick, been hot way before Coronavirus

Don't care what you say, nothin' on me
I don't care 'bout the lawyer fees
I don't care 'bout your loyalties
God will solve it all for me

I said my face bomb, ass tight
Racks stack up Shaq height
Jewelry on me, flashlight
I been lit since last night

Knock me down nine times but I get up ten.