What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 00:30
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
How do military families handle communication when a service member is injured overseas?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Should Pete Rose's record as the all-time hits leader be recognized and celebrated?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I do it once, I do it twice,
If it ain't
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Do empaths fall easier for abusive people?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
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 made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
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“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
What are some reasons why some men choose to live alone instead of getting married?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I seen it all in my short life
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I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
How did Madri, mother of Nakula and Sahadeva die?
Mothership alien sorceress
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
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Laser weapons and ecstasy
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
The other one don't understand me,
Why did Britain steal Gibraltar from Spain?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I'll see you when I get there,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Soldier with the gas-mask
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If it ain't
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
What does life mean without death?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Know your enemies
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Three months later we run our own caper,
“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'”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Movin objects mentally
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
“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”
“…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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I never knew my life mattered”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
No smile is genuine or real,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Me and my peeps is all trife
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”