What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 05:10
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
What does life mean without death?
Which country has the best and strictest legal system in the world?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
No smile is genuine or real,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
What is the Replika app, and how does it work?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
What can I say to a scammer who thinks he loves me, but I don't want to be scammed?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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”
“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”
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He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
What is an easy way to get your driver's license?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Did another parent ever tell you something about your child that you didn’t know?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Mothership alien sorceress
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
What symptoms did you notice before being diagnosed with cancer?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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Three months later we run our own caper,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
What's your review of the movie Poor Things?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“…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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Movin objects mentally
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I never knew my life mattered”
If it ain't
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“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”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Know your enemies
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I seen it all in my short life
If it ain't
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I'll see you when I get there,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“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”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I do it once, I do it twice,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
The other one don't understand me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,