What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 01:44
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Why should you never do drugs? Will this story absolutely shock you?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Scientists identify two global ocean bands heating at record rates - Earth.com
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Who was the actor least deserving of an Academy Award?
Mothership alien sorceress
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What’s the saddest thing you’ve seen at your job?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Why is Canada letting too many Indians in Canada?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Have you ever had sex with your female cousin? How did it start?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Can a relationship really last forever?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The other one don't understand me,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What does life mean without death?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I never knew my life mattered”
I seen it all in my short life
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If it ain't
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Know your enemies
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 concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Gangbangers that spit slang
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“…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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Three months later we run our own caper,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
No smile is genuine or real,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If it ain't
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who designed our DNA structure?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Movin objects mentally
I do it once, I do it twice,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
“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'”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“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 live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I'll see you when I get there,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,