What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 02:30
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“…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”
How much stronger is an average man than an average woman?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
What’s the weirdest phone call you have ever received?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
How do schizophrenia symptoms change throughout the day?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“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”
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Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
What are some ballbusting stories?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What has been your best sexual experience?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
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Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
No smile is genuine or real,
Why do I like to eat my own cum?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Hillary thinks we must censor or "we lose total control". Why does she demand total control?
I'll see you when I get there,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
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Mothership alien sorceress
Movin objects mentally
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
What does life mean without death?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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'”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I never knew my life mattered”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Me and my peeps is all trife
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Know your enemies
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Gangbangers that spit slang
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
The other one don't understand me,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If it ain't
If it ain't
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I seen it all in my short life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?