What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:01
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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Dead astronauts, pyramids
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Movin objects mentally
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Are there many people here who suffer from schizophrenia?
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'll see you when I get there,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Mothership alien sorceress
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Can you show pictures of your penis, big or small?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Do Flat Earthers exist today? If so, where do they live?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
No smile is genuine or real,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Soldier with the gas-mask
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I seen it all in my short life
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Who designed our DNA structure?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I do it once, I do it twice,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“…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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Know your enemies
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The other one don't understand me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
What does life mean without death?
I never knew my life mattered”
If it ain't
Me and my peeps is all trife
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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 sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Three months later we run our own caper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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'”