What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 15:04
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
What was your embarrassing moment in front of your father-in-law as an Indian daughter-in-law?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Soldier with the gas-mask
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Do very hot men ever feel attracted to an ugly woman? Why?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
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I never knew my life mattered”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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Three months later we run our own caper,
I do it once, I do it twice,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”
Did another parent ever tell you something about your child that you didn’t know?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
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Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Why are white women not interested in dating Asian men? Are they not attractive to you at all?
If it ain't
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“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”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
No smile is genuine or real,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If it ain't
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Who designed our DNA structure?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Until we realized how to get the real money;
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I'll see you when I get there,
Mothership alien sorceress
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Movin objects mentally
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
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,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Know your enemies
What does life mean without death?
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
“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'”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Dead astronauts, pyramids
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I seen it all in my short life
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The other one don't understand me,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“…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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,