What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 02:46
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Can you tell me something about yourself?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
If it ain't
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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 a narcissist can't feel remorse, can they ever feel regret for an evil act after going to rehab?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“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”
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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Movin objects mentally
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Know your enemies
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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”
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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Soldier with the gas-mask
No smile is genuine or real,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Mothership alien sorceress
Can you explain the difference between an ego, soul, mind, and consciousness?
“…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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Gangbangers that spit slang
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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 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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I do it once, I do it twice,
I'll see you when I get there,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
If it ain't
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What does life mean without death?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The other one don't understand me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Me and my peeps is all trife
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I seen it all in my short life
I never knew my life mattered”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries