What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
16.06.2025 00:39
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Why is my crush beautiful to me but not to others?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Why is that Hag Hillary Clinton so quiet these days? She is the dog that isn't barking
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Know your enemies
What pleasure do guys get by sucking female breasts?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“…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
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I seen it all in my short life
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“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 think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Are evolutionists giving evolution a bad name by claiming humans started off as shrews?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Cycling Linked to Lower Risk of Dementia, Study of Half a Million Finds - ScienceAlert
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'll see you when I get there,
Why are some people afraid of monsters?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Movin objects mentally
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Have you ever witnessed political correctness harm someone?
“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”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Why do men think all women are the same?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
How do police officers feel about the fear they instill into criminals?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Gangbangers that spit slang
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The other one don't understand me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If it ain't
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What does life mean without death?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
If it ain't
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I never knew my life mattered”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Mothership alien sorceress
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I do it once, I do it twice,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
No smile is genuine or real,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Soldier with the gas-mask
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?