What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 03:20
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
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Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What does life mean without death?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
How do you feel about the impending end of what Donald Trump calls "the Green New scam"?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
How do I become a Buddhist, and can someone explain Buddhism to me?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Have you ever gone to a porn theater with your wife?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
How could Trump, with his deplorable garbage supporters, manage to win an election?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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I never knew my life mattered”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If it ain't
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Know your enemies
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Reveal alien tribal culture,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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”
Who designed our DNA structure?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I seen it all in my short life
Three months later we run our own caper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The other one don't understand me,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Movin objects mentally
If it ain't
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“…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”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gangbangers that spit slang
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Mothership alien sorceress
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Me and my peeps is all trife
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'll see you when I get there,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
No smile is genuine or real,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you