What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:58
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
What is the most peculiar thing about the human brain?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Why does cocaine makes me want to dress up and get fuck
“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'”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Why is my older sister so mean to me as if I was her enemy?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Why did you put a guy’s dick in your mouth the first time?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
“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”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What do you do when your family doesn’t care about you?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If women aren't shallow, why do most tall, good-looking men have girlfriends?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
AMD once again first to top GPU clock charts with RX 9060 XT delivering 3.1 GHz - VideoCardz.com
Mothership alien sorceress
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Is the Las Vegas Grand Prix considered one of the "premier events on the Formula 1 calendar?"
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I never knew my life mattered”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“…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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I seen it all in my short life
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Me and my peeps is all trife
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If it ain't
What does life mean without death?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
If it ain't
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Three months later we run our own caper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I'll see you when I get there,
No smile is genuine or real,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Know your enemies
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
Movin objects mentally
“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;
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
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 do it once, I do it twice,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life