What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:44
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Can someone write me a sex story?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Why do all the stupid people think Donald J. Trump is stupid?
“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”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
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Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
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No smile is genuine or real,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
What does life mean without death?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Why is blood sugar ranging from 70-180 in a day and checked through a glucometer?
If it ain't
“…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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“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”
Why do men like BBW? What is the attraction?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Mothership alien sorceress
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Are Indian youths conservative or liberal?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Have you ever accidentally seen your mother-in-law doing something that was private to her?
The other one don't understand me,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Soldier with the gas-mask
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Me and my peeps is all trife
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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I never knew my life mattered”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I seen it all in my short life
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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'”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Movin objects mentally
Gangbangers that spit slang
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I'll see you when I get there,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Know your enemies
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Three months later we run our own caper,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
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”
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
“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”
If it ain't
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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