What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 04:24
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Why do wives cheat with black guys?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Is there a correlation between being a medium and mental health?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If it ain't
Gangbangers that spit slang
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What is your juiciest sex story?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Movin objects mentally
Who designed our DNA structure?
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What is the best way to end a relationship with someone who has future plans with you?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Mothership alien sorceress
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
What are some things that normal people do that religious people call sins?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
No smile is genuine or real,
“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'”
Three months later we run our own caper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
What does life mean without death?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I never knew my life mattered”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'll see you when I get there,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
If it ain't
“…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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Know your enemies
I seen it all in my short life
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I do it once, I do it twice,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The other one don't understand me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you