What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:07
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Three months later we run our own caper,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If it ain't
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
What are some disadvantages of living in rural areas? What are the advantages?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Movin objects mentally
Who designed our DNA structure?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Why was the rock band Kiss so successful?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I do it once, I do it twice,
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
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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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
When you visit a store, do you go to shop or buy?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I never knew my life mattered”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If it ain't
I'll see you when I get there,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Soldier with the gas-mask
The other one don't understand me,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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'”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“…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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I seen it all in my short life
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Mothership alien sorceress
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Know your enemies
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
What does life mean without death?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Reveal alien tribal culture,