What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 03:00
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Are there any guys, crossdressers, or transgender girls here who wear tampons?
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?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Know your enemies
How can I watch porn on TikTok?
“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 wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Are INFJs essentially the most introverted type?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
No smile is genuine or real,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Why do most Indian women cuckold or cheat on their husbands?
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I seen it all in my short life
“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”
Why has Biden pulled ahead in battleground states and is now projected to win the 2024 presidency?
The other one don't understand me,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
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“…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”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
What does life mean without death?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'll see you when I get there,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Movin objects mentally
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Gangbangers that spit slang
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“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”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I never knew my life mattered”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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”
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Mothership alien sorceress
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I do it once, I do it twice,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
If it ain't
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows