What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 07:39
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Mothership alien sorceress
Why is the band Nickelback unliked so much?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Why do I sweat so much after shower?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Did you know that we white women prefer Black boyfriends?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Me and my peeps is all trife
I never knew my life mattered”
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I do it once, I do it twice,
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Who designed our DNA structure?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Has anyone ever had sex with their cousin? How did it start, and would you do it again?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Do polyphenols in mushrooms fight cancer or cause side effects?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Why would a spouse cheat if the marriage is good?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
If it ain't
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
No smile is genuine or real,
“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 mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“…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”
Know your enemies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
What does life mean without death?
I seen it all in my short life
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I'll see you when I get there,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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'”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
The other one don't understand me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Three months later we run our own caper,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Movin objects mentally
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,