What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 01:24
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
No smile is genuine or real,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Who writes and reads novels nowadays?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Who is the most trusted person in your life, and do they have the same trust on you?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
How likely is it to make a living out of being a window cleaner in a Nordic country?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
What are some prime examples of gibberish from the bible?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I seen it all in my short life
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'll see you when I get there,
Three months later we run our own caper,
What great song was "ruined" once you really listened to the lyrics?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If it ain't
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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
What does life mean without death?
How do you confront your own family for not inviting you or leaving you out of things?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love 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”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Me and my peeps is all trife
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Gangbangers that spit slang
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“…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”
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I never knew my life mattered”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Know your enemies
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Movin objects mentally
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Mothership alien sorceress
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“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'”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The other one don't understand me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,