What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 15:30
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Have you been with a stranger yet?
Me and my peeps is all trife
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What are you wearing under your clothes today?
Three months later we run our own caper,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Where can I sell naked pics of myself online?
“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 other one don't understand me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
What are some of the best photos of your favorite Korean model?
Movin objects mentally
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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Gangbangers that spit slang
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
What does life mean without death?
Why is dating so frustrating and difficult for a guy?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Mothership alien sorceress
What's an underrated/unknown novel or series that you think deserves more attention?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I’m 17 and looking for a girl. What do I do?
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'll see you when I get there,
If it ain't
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“…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”
Who designed our DNA structure?
Know your enemies
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
No smile is genuine or real,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
“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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If it ain't
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
“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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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”
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I never knew my life mattered”
I seen it all in my short life
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I do it once, I do it twice,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through