What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 06:41
Me and my peeps is all trife
Reveal alien tribal culture,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
What's it like to have an IQ of 140 to 170? Do people notice you're different?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
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So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“…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”
“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”
What are some things that children used to wait for, but are no longer common in today's society?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
What is so great about Jiraiya?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
What are some prime examples of gibberish from the bible?
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
What is something brutally honest that needs to be said?
Know your enemies
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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'”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
What is the naughtiest fantasy that you've lived out?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Why do all the stupid people think Donald J. Trump is stupid?
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Is there anything you did that you regret? If so, what is it, and why?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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”
Do happily married husbands cheat?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Three months later we run our own caper,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Mothership alien sorceress
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
No smile is genuine or real,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
The other one don't understand me,
What does life mean without death?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Movin objects mentally
If it ain't
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I seen it all in my short life
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I never knew my life mattered”
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I'll see you when I get there,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I do it once, I do it twice,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If it ain't
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,