What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 03:42
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why cant I stop thinking about counsellor between sessions?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Me and my peeps is all trife
How did it feel when experiencing gay sex for the first?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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'”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Is Twilight appropriate for a 12-year-old?
The other one don't understand me,
No smile is genuine or real,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
What does it mean to you to live a life that reflects biblical values?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Why would Trump make conspiracy claims that Haitians are eating pets in Ohio?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
If there was only one man remaining on the Earth, would this be regarded as extinction?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
What is the most interesting question you can ask to get to know someone?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Movin objects mentally
In what ways is Bollywood becoming westernized?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I seen it all in my short life
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
How did you respond to, "Why do you love me"?
Who designed our DNA structure?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I never knew my life mattered”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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 concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Know your enemies
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If it ain't
“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”
What does life mean without death?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I do it once, I do it twice,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Three months later we run our own caper,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gangbangers that spit slang
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Mothership alien sorceress
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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 mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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
I'll see you when I get there,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“…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”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If it ain't
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face