What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
09.06.2025 02:19
The other one don't understand me,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
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I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
No smile is genuine or real,
Why is it easy to make money in the USA?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
How do you emotionally react to when others seem to feel sorry for you?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Mothership alien sorceress
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
What are some hard truths that MAGA needs to hear?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
What are some effective ways to cope with loss and grief?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I do it once, I do it twice,
What would you change in Rings of Power?
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
In your humble opinion, why does the narcissist mistake kindness for weakness in some people?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
What does life mean without death?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
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If it ain't
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“…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”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I never knew my life mattered”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Gangbangers that spit slang
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'll see you when I get there,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Movin objects mentally
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I seen it all in my short life
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If it ain't
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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 think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Soldier with the gas-mask
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Know your enemies
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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'”
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face