What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:05
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
What are some hard truths that MAGA needs to hear?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Mothership alien sorceress
What are some good inspirational movies?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
No smile is genuine or real,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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Movin objects mentally
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
What is it like to date a women 20 years younger than yourself?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The other one don't understand me,
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
How do you handle family members who ask for handouts?
“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'”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Three months later we run our own caper,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I seen it all in my short life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If it ain't
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“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 it ain't
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
What does life mean without death?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I never knew my life mattered”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“…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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Gangbangers that spit slang
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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 think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Know your enemies
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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 don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'll see you when I get there,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,