What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
Last Updated: 30.06.2025 01:59
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What are some prime examples of gibberish from the bible?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If it ain't
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“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'”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I seen it all in my short life
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I do it once, I do it twice,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
How can consumers verify the power claims of light therapy devices?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
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I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
How is it not psychopathic to use someone for sex, even if they agree?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Three months later we run our own caper,
If it ain't
Why would the United States need a fleet of the F-47 fighter jet fielded in the 2030s?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“…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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'll see you when I get there,
Mothership alien sorceress
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
What does life mean without death?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Soldier with the gas-mask
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I never knew my life mattered”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Gangbangers that spit slang
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Movin objects mentally
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Know your enemies
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
The other one don't understand me,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,