What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 04:08
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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,
Do you agree with Kamala Harris that Donald Trump is dangerous?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
If it ain't
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Why do wives cheat with black guys?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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No smile is genuine or real,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Do you think your landlord should have a key to your room?
“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'”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“…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”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why do some straight men enjoy wearing women's lingerie?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Why is going on a date today so much different than it was when I was young?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Do Americans realize how much goodwill and credibility they've lost in the past two weeks?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
The other one don't understand me,
How can I get over a break up?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Mothership alien sorceress
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Who designed our DNA structure?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'll see you when I get there,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Gangbangers that spit slang
Know your enemies
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Soldier with the gas-mask
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I never knew my life mattered”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Movin objects mentally
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
If it ain't
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
What does life mean without death?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”