What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 04:47
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”
Know your enemies
Would you let your partner cheat on you every now and again?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Soldier with the gas-mask
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The other one don't understand me,
“…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”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
What is your best gay fantasy?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
What's the most incredible coincidence that ever happened to you?
Three months later we run our own caper,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
What is the meanest thing your husband has said to you?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Is the Chinese economy currently collapsing? If not, what could potentially cause it to collapse?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What was the hottest inappropriate sex you ever had?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
No smile is genuine or real,
I seen it all in my short life
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Can shaving hair by Veet in our vagina cause diseases?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If it ain't
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“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'”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'll see you when I get there,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If it ain't
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I never knew my life mattered”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What does life mean without death?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Movin objects mentally
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Me and my peeps is all trife
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Mothership alien sorceress
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats