What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:05
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
What was your most memorable combat mission during the Vietnam War?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If it ain't
What happens psychologically to a man the first time he gets penetrated anally?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Are there any examples of outdated values in the Bible?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
What are some mind-blowing facts about Michael Jackson?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Movin objects mentally
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Gangbangers that spit slang
I do it once, I do it twice,
Know your enemies
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why do some people have loving parents and some do not?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The other one don't understand me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“…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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'll see you when I get there,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Who designed our DNA structure?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
What does life mean without death?
“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'”
No smile is genuine or real,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I never knew my life mattered”
I seen it all in my short life
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If it ain't
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Mothership alien sorceress
Dead astronauts, pyramids
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,