What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 08:10
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The other one don't understand me,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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'”
Why do British people always write "xxx" after their names?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“…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”
I seen it all in my short life
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Three months later we run our own caper,
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I'll see you when I get there,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Know your enemies
If it ain't
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Is LGBTQ destroying the world?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Why am I always so tired and I don't eat enough?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“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”
What is the Abu Shusha massacre in Palestine?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Do you think the constitution and laws should be taught in school?
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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No smile is genuine or real,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Should parents force their kids to go to school when they are sick?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I never knew my life mattered”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
What does life mean without death?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I do it once, I do it twice,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Movin objects mentally
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Soldier with the gas-mask
Mothership alien sorceress
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Dead astronauts, pyramids
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 there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“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”
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
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
If it ain't
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do