What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 02:35
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
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As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“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”
What was your first gay male experience?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
How do I find a luxury service apartment in Gurgaon?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
What is the sum of X+XX+XXX+XXXX?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
What’s something you did a lot as a kid that you don’t miss now that you’re an adult?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What might be the social consequences of an ethnic as opposed to a civic conception of the nation?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
No smile is genuine or real,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
What does life mean without death?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Me and my peeps is all trife
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Mothership alien sorceress
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
“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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'll see you when I get there,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
The other one don't understand me,
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”
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
If it ain't
“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'”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Movin objects mentally
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I never knew my life mattered”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
“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”
Know your enemies
I seen it all in my short life
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,