What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 01:58
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
“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”
How did you as a human being change while growing up?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'll see you when I get there,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Three months later we run our own caper,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What do you do when you are struggling to fall asleep?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
What is the most craziest dream you ever had?
Soldier with the gas-mask
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Movin objects mentally
How can people balance religious beliefs with seeking professional mental health care?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What is world history that not many people know about?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do it once, I do it twice,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Do many women shave their vaginas?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
What was your most embarrassing and humiliating bare bottom spanking?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If freedom of speech is absolute, how come it's not applied for private spaces and for the Internet?
If it ain't
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
What is the Abu Shusha massacre in Palestine?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
How do you fight the push and pull (manipulation) tactic if you want to win him?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I never knew my life mattered”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The other one don't understand me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
What does life mean without death?
I seen it all in my short life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Me and my peeps is all trife
No smile is genuine or real,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Mothership alien sorceress
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Know your enemies
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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'”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“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”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If it ain't
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“…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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Who designed our DNA structure?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,