What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 11:08
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
What are some signs he is deeply in love with you?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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“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”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I'll see you when I get there,
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If it ain't
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Why did the American's mulberry harbor not hold up after D-Day?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
How has your life changed since starting college?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
The other one don't understand me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Why should you never do drugs? Will this story absolutely shock you?
If it ain't
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Know your enemies
What does life mean without death?
No smile is genuine or real,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Mothership alien sorceress
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Soldier with the gas-mask
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Gangbangers that spit slang
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I seen it all in my short life
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Movin objects mentally
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I never knew my life mattered”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“…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”