What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 00:03
Until we realized how to get the real money;
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why do a bra and panties have to match?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
What are some common lies that addicts may tell themselves?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
How are max different from medical and minimum security prisons?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I never knew my life mattered”
I seen it all in my short life
Is Matt Gaetz qualified to be Attorney General of the United States?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Kuorans can you write a sad story about kpop?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Know your enemies
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
What blowjob techniques do you use for your man to cum inside your mouth?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
In your humble opinion, why does the narcissist mistake kindness for weakness in some people?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
Why did you put a guy’s dick in your mouth the first time?
Three months later we run our own caper,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Me and my peeps is all trife
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If it ain't
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'll see you when I get there,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
What does life mean without death?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
No smile is genuine or real,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“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'”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Movin objects mentally
Soldier with the gas-mask
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Mothership alien sorceress
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“…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”
The other one don't understand me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If it ain't
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,