What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:09
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
If it ain't
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Movin objects mentally
What’s the weirdest phone call you have ever received?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
No smile is genuine or real,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Why does he text me first but when I never text first he gets mad?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Don't you think Democrats are so full of it stool softener and an enema couldn't help them?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Is it recommended to leave a note in a lost wallet asking for it to be returned?
Know your enemies
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
If it ain't
I seen it all in my short life
I do it once, I do it twice,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Are MAGA the "useful idiots" for the radical-right billionaires like Charles Koch and Elon Musk?
I'll see you when I get there,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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”
Why do I feel so tired all the time even after a good night’s sleep?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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”
Who designed our DNA structure?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What does life mean without death?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Gangbangers that spit slang
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Three months later we run our own caper,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“…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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The other one don't understand me,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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'”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Mothership alien sorceress
Me and my peeps is all trife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I never knew my life mattered”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Soldier with the gas-mask