What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 06:32
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
How does an experienced gay/bi guy handle a bi-courius guy on his first time?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I do it once, I do it twice,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Why do people have polyamorous relationships?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Did you swallow cum the first time you sucked a penis?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What are some ten strong legal evidences that are needed for a divorce?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Why do black people prefer thick, curvy women?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
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If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
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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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
If it ain't
Why do nice guys rarely or never win?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Know your enemies
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
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No smile is genuine or real,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Soldier with the gas-mask
Is it possible to revive a dead person in real life with black magic?
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I seen it all in my short life
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Me and my peeps is all trife
Gangbangers that spit slang
I'll see you when I get there,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Mothership alien sorceress
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
If it ain't
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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'”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Movin objects mentally
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I never knew my life mattered”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The other one don't understand me,
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
What does life mean without death?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face