What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 05:42
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The other one don't understand me,
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
If it ain't
Why cant I ever fall asleep with my boyfriend?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
What are the most shocking facts about the Bollywood industry?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
Does meth make women super horny like it does men?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Why do women have sex with dogs?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Liberals, why don't you like Conservatives?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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“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
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
What are the best Jewish jokes?
What does life mean without death?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Why does Filipino culture dictate that parents should be treated as gods?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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'”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
What are some cute stories with your crush?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured 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”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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I'll see you when I get there,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“…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”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
No smile is genuine or real,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Mothership alien sorceress
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Movin objects mentally
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I seen it all in my short life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I never knew my life mattered”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Know your enemies
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,