What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 13:47
“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'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
☆ what's the thing that made u fell in love with your bias?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Mothership alien sorceress
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What is your worst experience in life?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
When was the first time your wife had beastiality?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Can I use the LEG PRESS to build muscle?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Me and my peeps is all trife
The other one don't understand me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
No smile is genuine or real,
What is after school detention like in your school?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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I never knew my life mattered”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
What do you like about McDonald's?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“…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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
If it ain't
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I seen it all in my short life
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust 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'”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Movin objects mentally
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If it ain't
What does life mean without death?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Gangbangers that spit slang
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'll see you when I get there,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Know your enemies
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it