What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:02
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The other one don't understand me,
If it ain't
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What's the funniest thing you heard in a movie theater?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
What do dreams about dead people mean?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
What does life mean without death?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
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Dead astronauts, pyramids
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
How do you help patients stop hearing voices?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Movin objects mentally
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“…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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Three months later we run our own caper,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Gangbangers that spit slang
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I never knew my life mattered”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'll see you when I get there,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If it ain't
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Mothership alien sorceress
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I seen it all in my short life
Know your enemies
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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'”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I do it once, I do it twice,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Soldier with the gas-mask
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
No smile is genuine or real,