What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 03:15
The other one don't understand me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Know your enemies
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If it ain't
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Is it recommended to leave a note in a lost wallet asking for it to be returned?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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'”
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why do some men love sucking cocks?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Are there any more 'nun' jokes?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
I'll see you when I get there,
What is the story of how you met your spouse?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
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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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Mothership alien sorceress
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
No smile is genuine or real,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Gangbangers that spit slang
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“…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”
Movin objects mentally
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
What does life mean without death?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I never knew my life mattered”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions