What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 02:49
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“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 don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Why do so many people find Kakashi's character so appealing and inspirational?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Why is only the left side of my vagina bleeding, on and off?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Mothership alien sorceress
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Know your enemies
No smile is genuine or real,
Is it wise to choose your family over your honor?
Movin objects mentally
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Why is Nickelback known to be a bad band?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
What would you do if you found out that someone had broken into your home while you were sleeping?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“…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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I never knew my life mattered”
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
What does life mean without death?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Gangbangers that spit slang
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
If it ain't
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I seen it all in my short life
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
If it ain't
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Me and my peeps is all trife
I do it once, I do it twice,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'll see you when I get there,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The other one don't understand me,
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?