What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 07:00
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Why is Tiananmen Square censored?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Which is the correct Tamil New Year, Thai-1 or Chithirai-1?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Is there a correlation between being a medium and mental health?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
What is your worst experience in life?
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'll see you when I get there,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
What was your worst experience while living with roommates?
Know your enemies
What does life mean without death?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Why does a straight man like anal penetration?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
What should I do if I love someone who does not love me?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
If it ain't
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
No smile is genuine or real,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I never knew my life mattered”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Movin objects mentally
I do it once, I do it twice,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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'”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Me and my peeps is all trife
The other one don't understand me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“…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”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I seen it all in my short life
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“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'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Mothership alien sorceress
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If it ain't
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
“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”
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries