What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 06:10
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Gangbangers that spit slang
“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 career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
The other one don't understand me,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Isn’t freedom of speech and expression an absolute right?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Three months later we run our own caper,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Does CloudFlare protect blackhat sites from DDOS attacks?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I'm straight, so why do I love watching guys cum?
If it ain't
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Is a man over 50 not married no kids a red flag?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
What does life mean without death?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Mothership alien sorceress
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Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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'”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Why do many Hong Kong Chinese look different from the Han Chinese in mainland China?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“…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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I seen it all in my short life
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'll see you when I get there,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I never knew my life mattered”
“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?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who designed our DNA structure?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
No smile is genuine or real,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Me and my peeps is all trife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,