What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 04:01
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
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I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
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I never knew my life mattered”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
How can we become the best humans? How can we trust each other?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
If it ain't
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Why do girls in Indian top colleges wear shorts?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
What caused North Korea to go poor when at first it was rich?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
If it ain't
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Just sitting at home with this huge cock. Who can take care of it for me?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Mothership alien sorceress
“…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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Three months later we run our own caper,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Know your enemies
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Movin objects mentally
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I seen it all in my short life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Who designed our DNA structure?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The other one don't understand me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Soldier with the gas-mask
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
No smile is genuine or real,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'll see you when I get there,
What does life mean without death?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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”
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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'”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face