What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 11:46
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Three months later we run our own caper,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Why do many women like tall men?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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”
Can you share 100 facts about yourself?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Soldier with the gas-mask
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
How was your JEE Mains 2024 April attempt?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Have you ever been spanked in front of a group of people?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Dead astronauts, pyramids
After Game 4 low, Pacers look to 'dig in' at 2-2 - ESPN
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
What does life mean without death?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The other one don't understand me,
If it ain't
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Is using tech to track or monitor your partner’s activities a sign of love, insecurity, or control?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
What are the most outrageous violations of restaurant buffet etiquette have you seen?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
What does it mean when someone is pretending to be me?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
When was the first time your wife had beastiality?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
What was your most embarrassing and humiliating bare bottom spanking?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'll see you when I get there,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If it ain't
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Mothership alien sorceress
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I do it once, I do it twice,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
No smile is genuine or real,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“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”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Movin objects mentally
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I never knew my life mattered”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I seen it all in my short life
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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'”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose