What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 04:04
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What’s a historical event you wish more people talked about?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Movin objects mentally
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Me and my peeps is all trife
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Mothership alien sorceress
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I do it once, I do it twice,
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
FDA rushed out agency-wide AI tool—it’s not going well - Ars Technica
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What habits do happy couples have?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Trump is forcing this dirty, costly coal plant to stay open - The Washington Post
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
What the Spurs will do with the second pick - Pounding The Rock
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
No smile is genuine or real,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
F1 in Spain: Now that was a lapse in judgment - Ars Technica
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I seen it all in my short life
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
If it ain't
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“…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 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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The other one don't understand me,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“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'”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If it ain't
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Know your enemies
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Soldier with the gas-mask
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
What does life mean without death?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Who designed our DNA structure?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I never knew my life mattered”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I'll see you when I get there,
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger