What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 18:26
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Movin objects mentally
Why do I sweat between my legs all the time, top off my legs, all way down?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Three months later we run our own caper,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Would Donald Trump's reelection make the world more dangerous?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Has a cop ever said something to you which was completely unexpected?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Know your enemies
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
What is your craziest/worst Halloween story?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I seen it all in my short life
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Don't miss the half-lit first quarter moon rise tonight — Here's what to look for - Space
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
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We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The other one don't understand me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
No smile is genuine or real,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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 very next day while I'm off to class,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If it ain't
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Mothership alien sorceress
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Who designed our DNA structure?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'll see you when I get there,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If it ain't
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“…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”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I never knew my life mattered”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
What does life mean without death?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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 do it once, I do it twice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,