What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 03:57
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Do all you people that took the "jab" feel lied to yet?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I never knew my life mattered”
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It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Soldier with the gas-mask
What does life mean without death?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Have you made a female relative or friend squirt?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The other one don't understand me,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
No smile is genuine or real,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
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Movin objects mentally
“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”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Do women like watching men sucking men?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Know your enemies
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Gangbangers that spit slang
Laser weapons and ecstasy
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If it ain't
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
I'll see you when I get there,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Mothership alien sorceress
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“…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”
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
If it ain't
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“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'”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I do it once, I do it twice,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,