What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:25
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Reveal alien tribal culture,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Have you ever answered your door in lingerie?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Microsoft belatedly attempts to tame USB-C confusion with its rules for PC OEMs - Ars Technica
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I never knew my life mattered”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
What is the correct way to say "my pleasure" in French in the context of having given a gift?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Which current F1 drivers should switch teams based on historical patterns?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Know your enemies
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
No smile is genuine or real,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I do it once, I do it twice,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'll see you when I get there,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The other one don't understand me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
“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'”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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”
If it ain't
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Three months later we run our own caper,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
What does life mean without death?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Movin objects mentally
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Mothership alien sorceress
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“…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”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,