What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 00:16
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Why does cocaine makes me want to dress up and get fuck
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I seen it all in my short life
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If it ain't
What makes you feel guilty the most?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Are there many people here who suffer from schizophrenia?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why do almost all the girls on Quora look beautiful?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Is it wise to choose your family over your honor?
The other one don't understand me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
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I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
How do I find a luxury service apartment in Gurgaon?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“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 do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Know your enemies
If it ain't
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“…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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Movin objects mentally
“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”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
What does life mean without death?
I never knew my life mattered”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'll see you when I get there,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Mothership alien sorceress
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Me and my peeps is all trife
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,