What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 00:19
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Is the Chinese economy currently collapsing? If not, what could potentially cause it to collapse?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
What are the main issues that have historically and currently divided Republicans and Democrats?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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 sister's cute but she got no gear,
Why do I feel so tired all the time even after a good night’s sleep?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The other one don't understand me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Have you ever followed through being bi-curious?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Me and my peeps is all trife
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
When does a man tell a woman he has feelings for her?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
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With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I do it once, I do it twice,
If it ain't
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
What is the rudest/meanest thing a family member has said to you?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Gangbangers that spit slang
—— indirects on kuorans, irl and idols
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Three months later we run our own caper,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
What does life mean without death?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“…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”
“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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I never knew my life mattered”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I'll see you when I get there,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Movin objects mentally
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Mothership alien sorceress
Soldier with the gas-mask
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
No smile is genuine or real,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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”
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Know your enemies
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If it ain't
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I seen it all in my short life
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”