What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 15:16
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
If it ain't
Why am I not getting any atheists to debate with? Are they scared?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
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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?
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Why do women consider 80% of men as unattractive?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
What is your daily motivation and does it work?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The other one don't understand me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
No smile is genuine or real,
What is it like to be the slave in a mistress-slave relationship?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What does life mean without death?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
If you get a chance to have sex with either Kajal Agarwal or Samantha, who would you choose and why?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
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“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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Is it possible for doctors to diagnose prostate cancer just by looking at a patient?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I never knew my life mattered”
What should I do to get over a relationship?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Mothership alien sorceress
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Movin objects mentally
“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”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I do it once, I do it twice,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Three months later we run our own caper,
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 spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I seen it all in my short life
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“…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”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I'll see you when I get there,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Know your enemies
“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'”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Me and my peeps is all trife
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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