What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 09:50
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
What is something you have to share?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Why do men suck dick? Me, I can't get enough
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Why were the Japanese soldiers in WW II so hesitant to surrender in battle?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I never knew my life mattered”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Have you ever heard of the god Priapus being the same as the god Phosphorus?
I do it once, I do it twice,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why do a lot of autistic people not know how to style their hair?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Movin objects mentally
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
If it ain't
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Why are people of mixed race seen as more attractive than non-mixed-race people?
“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'”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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,
“…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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Me and my peeps is all trife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I'll see you when I get there,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Know your enemies
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The other one don't understand me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
No smile is genuine or real,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If it ain't
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Soldier with the gas-mask
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Gangbangers that spit slang
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
What does life mean without death?
Mothership alien sorceress
I seen it all in my short life