What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 00:29
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Know your enemies
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Who designed our DNA structure?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
What are James Potter's flaws?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
At what stage in your life did you realize, "No, I can't do this any more" and walk out? Why?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
While emptying a house, have you ever seen something in it that blew your mind?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'll see you when I get there,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Mothership alien sorceress
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'm pretty sure that my dog is transgender, how would I go about transitioning it?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“…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”
Movin objects mentally
I seen it all in my short life
In what ways does Islam oppress women?
Three months later we run our own caper,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I never knew my life mattered”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If it ain't
“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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
No smile is genuine or real,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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'”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The other one don't understand me,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“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”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Soldier with the gas-mask
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
What does life mean without death?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,