What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:57
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
No smile is genuine or real,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Gangbangers that spit slang
What was your most memorable experience catching a fraudulent car seller?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Liberals, why don't you like Conservatives?
If it ain't
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Why can’t my wife just accept the fact that I’m going to cheat?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I never knew my life mattered”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want 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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
According to Trump, Ukraine started the war. Why?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
How do I study with focus and concentration and avoid distractions and procrastination?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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'”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Why is digital marketing important?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
I seen it all in my short life
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Mothership alien sorceress
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
If it ain't
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
What does life mean without death?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Know your enemies
“…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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Soldier with the gas-mask
The other one don't understand me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'll see you when I get there,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I do it once, I do it twice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,