What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 02:23
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If it ain't
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I never knew my life mattered”
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Do you consider masturbating to porn cheating if you are married?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Mothership alien sorceress
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Why are Indians so influenced by the Western culture, when the Indian tradition has so much to give?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Any straight men had a gay experience in the past? What was it and how did you feel?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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 bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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'”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“…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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Gangbangers that spit slang
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I seen it all in my short life
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
If it ain't
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Me and my peeps is all trife
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
Movin objects mentally
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Three months later we run our own caper,
The other one don't understand me,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I do it once, I do it twice,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'll see you when I get there,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
No smile is genuine or real,
Know your enemies
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
What does life mean without death?