What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 01:00
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Why do I sweat between my legs all the time, top off my legs, all way down?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Why do I get stressed when I go to bed?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Know your enemies
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What do flat Earthers think causes the "magical downward force"?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
What are "the new net zero jobs of tomorrow" that SNP's Stephen Flynn says his party would create?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
What is the best interracial stories that you hear or know and want to share?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Why do I feel so lazy every time I get into my room?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If it ain't
Has anyone shared his wife with a friend? How was it?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
How do flat Earthers explain the existence of other spherical planets?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I never knew my life mattered”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I seen it all in my short life
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“…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 three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I do it once, I do it twice,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Me and my peeps is all trife
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Movin objects mentally
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Three months later we run our own caper,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'll see you when I get there,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
No smile is genuine or real,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
If it ain't
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Gangbangers that spit slang
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“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”
What does life mean without death?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The other one don't understand me,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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'”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Mothership alien sorceress
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Who designed our DNA structure?