What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 04:31
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Know your enemies
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I never knew my life mattered”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
Is it possible to permanently quit pornography?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If it ain't
I seen it all in my short life
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do it once, I do it twice,
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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If it ain't
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Gangbangers that spit slang
What's a memory from your childhood that shaped who you are today?
Mothership alien sorceress
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Why has no country adopted the SA80/L85 rifle?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The other one don't understand me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Who designed our DNA structure?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“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”
What does life mean without death?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
No smile is genuine or real,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“…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”
Movin objects mentally
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'll see you when I get there,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“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'”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Three months later we run our own caper,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,