What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 03:30
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I'll see you when I get there,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Why is my elder sister so mean?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Now as an outcast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm, That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothin’, Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons, I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one, they said it skipped from 12 to 14, Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas, We trapped off in this maze, with walls made of layers”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Is it ok for someone to crossdress in public?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What was the first Native American tribe to inhabit Long Island, NY?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“late night I'm on a first class flight, The only brother in sight, the flight attendant catch fright! I sit down in my seat; 2C, She approach officially talking 'bout, ‘Excuse me’, Her lips curl up into a tight space, cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place, showed her my boarding pass, and then she sorta gasped, all embarrassed; put an extra lime on my water glass, an hour later here she come by walkin’ past; ‘I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph'”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
What will help me to get a bigger butt naturally?
If it ain't
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
If it ain't
Which movies have the best endings?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Why does my sister want to have sex with me? What should I do?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Know your enemies
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
How do police officers feel about the fear they instill into criminals?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I never knew my life mattered”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Me and my peeps is all trife
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Movin objects mentally
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The other one don't understand me,
“…Sammy eagerly rode up on him, toxic off the turkey with the joint on him, Flower look his man stood up before him, The bitches hit the table, Jakeem stripped off his cables, Shots went off, Sam'd get a chance to make his debut, Flower grabbed Tiff his man with the sideburns, hat fell off, We noticed wig worms, he hid behind Rich, C-Allah hit the light switch, young girls were trampled in the men's room, Pool pistol whipped Mase and broke the handle, Desperate- crawlin to the door on all fours, Sham kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours", Oh my goodness, Waz grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin’, He layin like a gay model shoutin’ out Sebastian, He smiled with his teeth missin, beggin’ for mercy ‘No more god, there’s 68 thousand down at pier three’, Out came the cannon, whistled out zaggin', Sham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon, It's over, another story told, Lyin’ with the snakes, tongue kissin’ cobras, Yo let me tell you how the game go, We gettin rid of all the prostitutes, Tony want the streets back for sure! Too many hustlers, too many thieves, We're fuckin’ up who's willing to fight and teach the seeds? Too much TV, guns and robberies, Lust and greed and hate the four devils- jealousy”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart, Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clarks, That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bark, My mouth dry, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark, In the aisle bustin' them paper towels and wipin' my Wallies down, I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin' a shiny pound, It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim, I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again, That bitch is crazy and uh, she brought her baby, She knew I had the murders a smack, It killed her man though, now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat, You's a bitch, you better kill me, you know you're booty, You pulled your toolie out on me, motherfucker, First thought was to snatch the ratchet, Said fuck it and fuckin' grabbed it, I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin', I wrestled him to the ground, tussled, scuffled, constantly kicked him, He wouldn't let go the joint, so I fuckin' bit him, Shots was whizzin' hittin' Clorex bottles, Customers screamin', then the faggot ran out of hollows, I had to show him what it's all about, Next day we readin’ the paper: A man who came to kill gets knocked out”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Money's flowin’, everything is fine, got myself a uzi and my brother a nine, business is boomin’ everything is cool, I pull about a G a week; fuck school”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I seen it all in my short life
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
No smile is genuine or real,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“You as an amateur, is outspoken, I'm lookin at your face you seem to be hopin that I, might stutter, stop, or just mess up, but everything's live that's why I don't dress up, Blastmaster KRS a synonym for fresh, I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test, got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me cause we make up the Boogie Down Production crew faculty”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
What does life mean without death?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Mothership alien sorceress
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Soldier with the gas-mask
Gangbangers that spit slang
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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