What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 02:06
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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'”
What's your take on Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind? How has it affected you?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I seen it all in my short life
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
How do you get started in bestiality with a dog as a male?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Movin objects mentally
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
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My sister's cute but she got no gear,
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So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
No smile is genuine or real,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Which is better, a naked picture of some one you know or porn videos?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I do it once, I do it twice,
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Know your enemies
How can you know if they are your twin flame and not limerence or obsession?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If there is an abandoned house with no owner, can I live in it?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I never knew my life mattered”
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High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'll see you when I get there,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The other one don't understand me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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”
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?”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If it ain't
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What does life mean without death?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Mothership alien sorceress
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Who designed our DNA structure?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“…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”
If it ain't
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,