What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
07.06.2025 18:47
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Who designed our DNA structure?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My son is possessed, now he has psychosis. Can someone help me?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
How many trans people are lawful gun owners?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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“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'”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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Three months later we run our own caper,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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What does life mean without death?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
☆ what's the thing that made u fell in love with your bias?
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I'll see you when I get there,
No smile is genuine or real,
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I seen it all in my short life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Until we realized how to get the real money;
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If it ain't
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
“…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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Movin objects mentally
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The other one don't understand me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Me and my peeps is all trife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If it ain't
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I do it once, I do it twice,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I never knew my life mattered”
Know your enemies
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Mothership alien sorceress
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,