What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 04:49
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Why would my nipples hurt when I touch them?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Soldier with the gas-mask
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
What has been your best sexual experience?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Do straight guys like to have sex with men when they smoke meth?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
What made you recently say to yourself, “Wait. Really?”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If it ain't
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
How do I cope with the fact that I will never have a girlfriend?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I seen it all in my short life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If it ain't
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Gangbangers that spit slang
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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'”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I never knew my life mattered”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'll see you when I get there,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
What does life mean without death?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Know your enemies
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Laser weapons and ecstasy
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”
Movin objects mentally
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“…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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Mothership alien sorceress
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
The other one don't understand me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,