What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 10:52
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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 brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Shouldn’t there be a short porn platform like TikTok?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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“…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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Why hasn't Japan legalized same-sex marriage?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Why do I (45, male) feel like I'm crushing on a girl (19, female)?
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Why do women have sex with dogs?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I’m 17 and looking for a girl. What do I do?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
No smile is genuine or real,
What are some common examples of condescending behavior?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Is there a correlation between being a medium and mental health?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The other one don't understand me,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
What does life mean without death?
I'll see you when I get there,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I never knew my life mattered”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Mothership alien sorceress
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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
“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”
“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'”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Who designed our DNA structure?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
If it ain't
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Soldier with the gas-mask
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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 sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Gangbangers that spit slang
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Know your enemies
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I do it once, I do it twice,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,