What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:45
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Gangbangers that spit slang
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Three months later we run our own caper,
What are some life hacks for living on your own?
Know your enemies
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
No smile is genuine or real,
If it ain't
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
When do you start "growing old"?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
What kind of book did you write after turning 55?
“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”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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I seen it all in my short life
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
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And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
How can a hacker damage me, realistically?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Which Bibles can one read and be confident they are reading the inerrant word of God?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'll see you when I get there,
Why do Indian guys love Russian girls?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Movin objects mentally
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Me and my peeps is all trife
I do it once, I do it twice,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Mothership alien sorceress
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Who designed our DNA structure?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
What does life mean without death?
“…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”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I never knew my life mattered”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The other one don't understand me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Soldier with the gas-mask
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
If it ain't
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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'”