What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
16.06.2025 01:07
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If there was only one man remaining on the Earth, would this be regarded as extinction?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If women aren't shallow, why do most tall, good-looking men have girlfriends?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I never knew my life mattered”
How has your life changed since starting college?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
What makes you feel guilty the most?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
How can I easily get rid of my writers block?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Do you regret being married to your current wife?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The other one don't understand me,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Know your enemies
Why are Indians so influenced by the Western culture, when the Indian tradition has so much to give?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Why am I always so tired and I don't eat enough?
I do it once, I do it twice,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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“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'”
If it ain't
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Is it ethical for same-sex couples to raise children?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
What are some things that children used to wait for, but are no longer common in today's society?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust 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”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Who designed our DNA structure?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
What does life mean without death?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Three months later we run our own caper,
No smile is genuine or real,
Gangbangers that spit slang
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Until we realized how to get the real money;
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Movin objects mentally
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Mothership alien sorceress
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Soldier with the gas-mask
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“…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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'll see you when I get there,
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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I seen it all in my short life
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,