What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 06:01
I do it once, I do it twice,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
6 million Chickens Dead and Counting - Daily Kos
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Why do women consider 80% of men as unattractive?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“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”
Kuorans can you write a sad story about kpop?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
No smile is genuine or real,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Have you ever seen a woman having sex with a dog?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Is it okay for a wife who comes home from a date to tell her husband what she did?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Why am I so tired of seeing homeless people all over the place?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
“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”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
If books could kill: The poison legacy lurking in libraries - BBC
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If it ain't
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Know your enemies
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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 got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Me and my peeps is all trife
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Who designed our DNA structure?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“…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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
“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”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Movin objects mentally
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I never knew my life mattered”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I seen it all in my short life
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The other one don't understand me,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Mothership alien sorceress
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'll see you when I get there,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
What does life mean without death?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
If it ain't