What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
16.06.2025 02:33
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What is the sum of X+XX+XXX+XXXX?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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Soldier with the gas-mask
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Is the Donald Trump Bible any different from a regular Bible? Has Trump altered its contents?
Movin objects mentally
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Why do I feel like I want to suck a big dick after injecting meth?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What should I do if a girl whom I love asks me to be her friend?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I seen it all in my short life
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Why does cocaine makes me want to dress up and get fuck
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 many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Why is our generation so unhappy?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The other one don't understand me,
What is something you have to share?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
When does a man tell a woman he has feelings for her?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If it ain't
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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
Gangbangers that spit slang
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
No smile is genuine or real,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I never knew my life mattered”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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'”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Mothership alien sorceress
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I do it once, I do it twice,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If it ain't
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Know your enemies
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
What does life mean without death?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll see you when I get there,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“…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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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,
“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”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke