11 Inspiring Quotes From Rappers (Yes, Rappers)

11 Inspiring Quotes From Rappers (Yes, Rappers)

Shocking... maybe. Inspirational... definitely.

Rap music gets a bad rap... ha, see what I did there? It might actually be a bad "rep" but that would ruin my joke. Anyway, most rap is thought of as noise. Rappers are seen as thugs that baldy influence young people. This is usually said by people who don't listen to rap. But because I listen to it, I know that not all rap is created equal. If you can get past all the rappers with stupid names who look like overgrown children, rap about women, drugs and the streets, and money they may or may not have... you will be able to find rappers whose lyrics are thought-provoking. Rappers who use their artistry to relay a message to their audiences instead of selling them trash lyrics over repetitious beats. Sometimes rappers remember they are poets and have lines that make the listener stop, look down at their phone or IPod and say, "Is this a rap song or a life lesson?" Okay maybe they won't do that but whatever they should...

So here are just a few (because there are so many) of the lines in rap songs that have stuck with me long after hearing them. Hopefully, they will inspire you as well.

For Every Dark Night, There's a Brighter Day - Tupac

Even the worst days have an end, hold on and breathe

"No more stress, Now I'm straight, Now I get it, Now I take, Time to think, Before I make mistakes." - T.I.

Learn from your bad choices.

"Not you're perfect, but you're not your mistakes." - Kanye West

But even though you've made bad choices, you are not a bad person. To error is to be human.

"To appreciate the sun, you gotta know what rain is". - J Cole

And know that the bad days will help you appreciate the good ones even more.

"Be Humble. Sit Down." - Kendrick Lamar

Like seriously, have several seats.

"Have a word for your brother, Have some time for one another, Really love one another, It's so hard to find." - Childish Gambino

While you're being humble and realizing the world does not revolve around you, take time out to appreciate your neighbor. I wish love was spread as fast as some other things...

"I believe that life is a prize, but to live doesn't mean you're alive." - Nicki Minaj

I'll get more into this a little later... consider this part 1 of this lesson.

"Seize the moment, try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it. Cause we consider these minutes golden." - Eminem

This is technically part 2, Every day you wake up, make it a powerful day. Decide to do something great, even if it's just something small. Cherish each moment you are granted and you won't regret them later.

"Ain't nothing better than Falling in Love." - Chance the Rapper

A romantic love is wonderful... but like my friend Corrieanne said... (and I'm paraphrasing/using my own words) fall in love with yourself. Fall in love with your career or the one you want. Fall in love with people in a platonic way. Fall in love with good times and laughter. Fall in love with being happy. Fall in love every day.

"The grass ain't always green on the other side, it's green where you water it." - Big Sean

This is probably the one I repeat to myself the most. This can go for a relationship but it can also be applied to life. Stop looking at what others have and be thankful/work on what you have. You'll find that if you grow what you already have, it can be just as beautiful and sometimes even more so, than what you were envious of.

"Everybody dies, but not everybody lives!" - Drake

Part 3... We all have a time to be born and a time to die. In between these two dates, you need to do everything in your power to make sure the life you were given is a good one. Some people just exist. They don't take chances. Nothing excites them. They go through the motions of life and dwell on the negative and they die not having experienced anything and with little to no good memories... Don't be like this. LIVE. Don't just exist... LIVE!

So yeah... next time a "rap hater" complaints about your rap music, let them read this article. First, they will be like...

But the next time you turn it on they'll be like...

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It's Time To Thank Your First Roommate

Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.

Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.

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To Percy Jackson, I Hope You're Well...

Percy Jackson and the Olympians and the Heroes of Olympus are both series which helped shape my life. I want to share my love for them here, with you.


Two days before I moved from New Jersey to California, I had a late night at a friend's house. Just a few miles outside of my small town of Morris Plains, his house was out of the way and a safe haven for myself and my mother during a harrowing and strenuous move. My father had been across the country already for almost two months trying to hold down his new job and prove himself. His absence was trying on me (at the tender young age of nine years old) and my mother, and we often spent time at my friend's home, as our mothers got along well.

That night came the time to say goodbye for the very last time, and as our mothers were tearfully embracing at the door, he ran up to me and shoved a book in my hands. Bewildered and confused, I tried to give him my thanks but he was already gone - running away in a childish fit that expressed his hurt at my leaving more than any words he could've said. I looked down at the book in my hands. It was a battered copy of Rick Riordan's "The Lightning Thief," with its binding bulging slightly out in a strange fashion, the cover slightly torn and bent, and quite a few pages dog-eared. The book wasn't in good condition, but I took the time to read it. I was ensnared and enchanted by the lurid descriptions of mythology, of the lovable characters of Percy, Annabeth, and Grover, and the upside-down world they lived in. Over the course of the move and our eventual settling into our new California home, I devoured the series adamantly, reading "The Battle of the Labyrinth" almost five times in the fifth grade and eventually finishing out with "The Last Olympian." The series accompanied me through a difficult move and a whirlwhind of early puberty; by that time, Percy and friends I knew intimately as my own companions. When the series ended, I happily parted with it, and began other literary conquests (namely in the realm of classics).

After an almost year-long break, I re-discovered the series in sixth grade. I hadn't realized that there was a companion series to the first, in fact, a continuation - The Heroes of Olympus. I lapped up "The Lost Hero" and "The Son of Neptune" with greed, and eagerly awaited the arrival of "The Mark of Athena" the following year.

One of my most vivid memories of middle school was sneaking downstairs the morning of the Kindle release of "The Mark of Athena", sneaking past my parents' bedroom as stealthily as I could in the wee hours of the morning to get my kindle and immerse myself in the world. I believe I finished it in about two days. For the next two books in the series, I followed the same pattern: get up early, read it as fast as I could get my hands on it. "The Blood of Olympus", the last book in the series, came out in my freshman year of high school. After finishing the second series, I shelved my much-loved paperbacks for good, and turned myself to other literary pursuits. I eventually relocated to Virginia, and went to college. Percy and friends were almost forgotten until my first year at the University of Virginia.

I was devastatingly alone my first semester at university. I didn't know what to do with myself, entombed by my loneliness. However, at the bottom of my suitcase, I found my old Kindle Paperwhite, with both of Percy's series neatly installed for me. I made a resolution with myself: I would reread both series, reading only at mealtimes where I sat alone. By the time I was finished, I wanted to see where I was compared to when I started.

Re-reading the series was like coming home. It was nostalgia, sadness, and ecstasy wrapped into one. I delighted in revisiting Percy's old haunts, his friends, his challenges. However, it was sad, knowing I had grown up and left them behind while they had stayed the same. It was a riveting memory train which made me look forward to meals, and eased my loneliness at school. Gradually, as the semester progressed, I was reading on Percy's tales less and less, as I found my friends, clubs, and organizations that gradually took up more and more time.

I still haven't finished my re-read, and am about halfway through "The Blood of Olympus". I've come a long way in the almost decade since I first received that tattered copy of "The Lightning Thief", and I still have some ways to go. So thanks, Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Jason, Piper, Reyna, Nico, Frank, Hazel, Leo. Thank you for growing up with me. I'll never forget you.


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