What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
07.06.2025 02:34
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
What celebrity do you admire the most?
I seen it all in my short life
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What symptoms did you notice before being diagnosed with cancer?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Can you explain the difference between an ego, soul, mind, and consciousness?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Movin objects mentally
I'll see you when I get there,
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
What does life mean without death?
“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”
“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 don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Can someone write me a sex story?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Gangbangers that spit slang
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who designed our DNA structure?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Know your enemies
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I never knew my life mattered”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“…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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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'”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
No smile is genuine or real,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Me and my peeps is all trife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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”
If it ain't
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The other one don't understand me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Soldier with the gas-mask
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Mothership alien sorceress
“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
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 there's steak with the beans and rice,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell