What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 01:31
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Are there any penalties for bestiality in the USA and laws prohibiting it?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
What would happen if Kakashi and Naruto switched places?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I never knew my life mattered”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
How is Sola Scriptura incoherent?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
What if the girl says that drama about you dating here? Is that a bad sign?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Gangbangers that spit slang
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
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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”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“…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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I seen it all in my short life
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Magnetic fields appear to be as old as the universe itself. What created them? - Space
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
What does life mean without death?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If it ain't
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I do it once, I do it twice,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Soldier with the gas-mask
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Know your enemies
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If it ain't
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry 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'”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
No smile is genuine or real,
Me and my peeps is all trife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I'll see you when I get there,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Movin objects mentally
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Mothership alien sorceress
The other one don't understand me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,