What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 05:42
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why are American university students fine with sharing a room?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What are some cool confidence hacks?
I never knew my life mattered”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Are people who cite the 2nd Amendment honestly familiar with what it establishes?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“…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 spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Why am I so wanting to suck a penis?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Soldier with the gas-mask
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I seen it all in my short life
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Why do some people dislike Gilmore girls?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Me and my peeps is all trife
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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”
Can I know a love story of a medical student?
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Gangbangers that spit slang
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Mothership alien sorceress
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
No smile is genuine or real,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If it ain't
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Movin objects mentally
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Three months later we run our own caper,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Know your enemies
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll see you when I get there,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If it ain't
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
What does life mean without death?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I do it once, I do it twice,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The other one don't understand me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“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'”
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Dead astronauts, pyramids