What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 05:08
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I never knew my life mattered”
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What are the common formulas for improvising ornaments in bel canto singing?
Three months later we run our own caper,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
In what ways Indian parents are destroying their children's life?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why are the bands Smashmouth and Nickelback often used as punchlines?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Why does he text me first but when I never text first he gets mad?
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
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why is the government destroying the homeless instead of helping them?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'll see you when I get there,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What is the general opinion of psychologists on Donald Trump's presidency?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Movin objects mentally
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Why would Trump make conspiracy claims that Haitians are eating pets in Ohio?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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'”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Which country has the best and strictest legal system in the world?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Why is there no evidence of a multiverse theory?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Who designed our DNA structure?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I seen it all in my short life
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I do it once, I do it twice,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“…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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
If it ain't
Gangbangers that spit slang
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Mothership alien sorceress
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
The other one don't understand me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If it ain't
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Soldier with the gas-mask
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
What does life mean without death?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Know your enemies
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
No smile is genuine or real,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,