What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
07.06.2025 23:54
Soldier with the gas-mask
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Why does my vagina and around my butthole itch? I don't have weird discharge and I'm still a virgin.
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Are there really people who still believe the Earth is flat?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Why do men say women hit the wall at 24?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
How far back into your childhood can your remember and what is your favorite memory of that time?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
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No smile is genuine or real,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Has anyone ever made you take off your shirt?
If it ain't
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If it ain't
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I'll see you when I get there,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I never knew my life mattered”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The other one don't understand me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
What does life mean without death?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Know your enemies
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Movin objects mentally
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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'”
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Who designed our DNA structure?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“…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”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I do it once, I do it twice,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I seen it all in my short life
Mothership alien sorceress
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,