What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 02:57
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I never knew my life mattered”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Why don't men find fat women attractive?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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“…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 seen it all in my short life
Reveal alien tribal culture,
What is your favorite underrated movie and why? What makes it underrated? How did you find it?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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”
“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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I'll see you when I get there,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Know your enemies
Three months later we run our own caper,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
No smile is genuine or real,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Mothership alien sorceress
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I do it once, I do it twice,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What does life mean without death?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If it ain't
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Me and my peeps is all trife
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The other one don't understand me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Gangbangers that spit slang
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Movin objects mentally
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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'”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If it ain't