What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 03:38
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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”
Know your enemies
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
What do you remember that 95% of us have forgotten?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What are some common lies that addicts may tell themselves?
Mothership alien sorceress
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Why do our deceased do not protect us from other bad spirits?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Here’s why exercise is so important if you’re a cancer survivor - The Washington Post
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
What does the Bible say about the Antichrist? How will we know when he arrives on the scene?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What was your experience when trying GHB?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who designed our DNA structure?
No smile is genuine or real,
Did Meghan Markle Use Her College boyfriend For Star Power?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
How does an experienced gay/bi guy handle a bi-courius guy on his first time?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
How can I get a girlfriend? I am 26.
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If it ain't
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I never knew my life mattered”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I do it once, I do it twice,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I seen it all in my short life
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The other one don't understand me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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'”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
If it ain't
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'll see you when I get there,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Movin objects mentally
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“…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”
What does life mean without death?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like