What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 02:32
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I seen it all in my short life
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Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
What kind of lights would you like to use for your home decor?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Mothership alien sorceress
How come Jesus died on Friday and rose on Sunday? That's not 3 days and three nights.
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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'”
What melts your heart every time without fail?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Why do people love to live alone in a house?
Dead astronauts, pyramids
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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“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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Why do diabetic people sweat so much?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
No smile is genuine or real,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'll see you when I get there,
What is the best way to get my wife to become a hotwife?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If it ain't
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
What discoveries in AI research have changed our understanding of intelligence evolution?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Know your enemies
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I do it once, I do it twice,
“…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”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Gangbangers that spit slang
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Soldier with the gas-mask
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
What does life mean without death?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Movin objects mentally
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The other one don't understand me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Three months later we run our own caper,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I never knew my life mattered”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,