What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 03:23
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Is it okay for my husband to help other ladies without telling me?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Is OnlyFans good or bad for the society? Why?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
What do you think hell is like?
Mothership alien sorceress
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I do it once, I do it twice,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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 are the most shocking facts about the Bollywood industry?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
How do you fight the push and pull (manipulation) tactic if you want to win him?
I never knew my life mattered”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
How do I rat my boss out for serial cheating on his wife?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I seen it all in my short life
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Three months later we run our own caper,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“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'”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Gangbangers that spit slang
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Know your enemies
“…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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'll see you when I get there,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
No smile is genuine or real,
Who designed our DNA structure?
What does life mean without death?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If it ain't
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Movin objects mentally
If it ain't
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The other one don't understand me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,