What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 17:31
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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?”
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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What does life mean without death?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Who is the dumbest law enforcement officer you have ever encountered?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Can a relationship really last forever?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Three months later we run our own caper,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What do you do to make yourself sleep early?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Why is there so much free porn on the internet?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Why would a person always be so tired?
No smile is genuine or real,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
At what point did you realize it was the right time to leave your job?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Why do subpar women think that they are nines and tens?
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Mexico prez calls for no ICE action at Gold Cup - ESPN
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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”
Mothership alien sorceress
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“…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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I never knew my life mattered”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I seen it all in my short life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'll see you when I get there,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The other one don't understand me,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Know your enemies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Movin objects mentally
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Gangbangers that spit slang
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If it ain't
If it ain't
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,