What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 05:13
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Me and my peeps is all trife
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I seen it all in my short life
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
What are some fun/kinky things to do with your partner?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Can you describe what it's like to live in a town known for Harley Davidson motorcycles?
Mothership alien sorceress
I'll see you when I get there,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Where can Ukrainians go if they cannot have shelter and heating this winter?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Three months later we run our own caper,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If it ain't
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
What does the Bible say about the Antichrist? How will we know when he arrives on the scene?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Would you raise your children like your parents raised you?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The other one don't understand me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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'”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Know your enemies
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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”
I never knew my life mattered”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If it ain't
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
What does life mean without death?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Soldier with the gas-mask
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
No smile is genuine or real,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Movin objects mentally
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“…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”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,