What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 00:11

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“…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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Why do you have to be 18+ to go live on TikTok?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
What is the cost of implementing synchronized traffic lights in a mid-sized city?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Are landlords allowed to make unreasonable requests?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
How often do prisoners try to escape from jail/prison, and how many of them succeed?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What are the easiest stores for shoplifting?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Would you join a gym or workout at home and why?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
What was your biggest culture shock going to Europe?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
The other one don't understand me,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If it ain't
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Why won't my mom let me come home if I'm homeless?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I never knew my life mattered”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Who designed our DNA structure?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Mothership alien sorceress
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Movin objects mentally
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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'”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I seen it all in my short life
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
No smile is genuine or real,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Know your enemies
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If it ain't
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
What does life mean without death?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'll see you when I get there,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Soldier with the gas-mask
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,