What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 00:02
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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,
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Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Why do all the stupid people think Donald J. Trump is stupid?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What are some hard truths that MAGA needs to hear?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What is your favourite summer outfit? Why?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
How do you deal with a neighbor stealing?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
What happened to The Simpsons deleted onscreen footage?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Movin objects mentally
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
What does life mean without death?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If it ain't
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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 find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Know your enemies
Mothership alien sorceress
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I never knew my life mattered”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can 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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
No smile is genuine or real,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I seen it all in my short life
The other one don't understand me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'll see you when I get there,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?