What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 03:39
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Know your enemies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground 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'”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'll see you when I get there,
“…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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Should women be allowed in “combat roles” within the military?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Soldier with the gas-mask
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why did Donald Trump and Melania Trump sleep in different rooms?
Movin objects mentally
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
What was your worst experience while living with roommates?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Me and my peeps is all trife
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
If it ain't
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
If it ain't
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Who designed our DNA structure?
No smile is genuine or real,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I never knew my life mattered”
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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 hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
What does life mean without death?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The other one don't understand me,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Three months later we run our own caper,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Mothership alien sorceress
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I seen it all in my short life
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Laser weapons and ecstasy