What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 03:43
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The other one don't understand me,
What are the most outrageous violations of restaurant buffet etiquette have you seen?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I seen it all in my short life
Is the Donald Trump Bible any different from a regular Bible? Has Trump altered its contents?
If it ain't
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Me and my peeps is all trife
What’s the worst thing you caught anyone in your family doing?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Soldier with the gas-mask
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I never knew my life mattered”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Laser weapons and ecstasy
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Why was the rock band Kiss so successful?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“…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 career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Washington governor activates National Guard in search for accused killer, Travis Decker - KATU
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What's it like to have an IQ of 140 to 170? Do people notice you're different?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Movin objects mentally
After 70 years of the crappiest computers ever made, why does IBM exist?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Magic unveil new logos, uniforms, courts in long-awaited rebrand - Orlando Sentinel
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
What does life mean without death?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Who designed our DNA structure?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Know your enemies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Mothership alien sorceress
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll see you when I get there,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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'”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
If it ain't
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Three months later we run our own caper,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
No smile is genuine or real,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you