What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 03:34
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
If it ain't
Movin objects mentally
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
What exactly is female squirting? Is it only urine or a combination of liquids?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Reveal alien tribal culture,
What are the best mattress options for a comfortable night's sleep in Pompano Beach?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
What are some hard rock or heavy metal bands that are overrated?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
What are your funniest "lost in translation" moments if you grew up speaking more than one language?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Do very hot men ever feel attracted to an ugly woman? Why?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
What is your analysis of Walter White from Breaking Bad?
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
No smile is genuine or real,
Kuorans, what are some things unique to your country?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Which city should one visit between Nice and Cannes? Why?
“…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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Don't you think Democrats are so full of it stool softener and an enema couldn't help them?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I do it once, I do it twice,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Mothership alien sorceress
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I seen it all in my short life
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck 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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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?”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I never knew my life mattered”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I'll see you when I get there,
If it ain't
The other one don't understand me,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Gangbangers that spit slang
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Know your enemies
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
What does life mean without death?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Soldier with the gas-mask
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“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'”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,