What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 00:39
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I never knew my life mattered”
The other one don't understand me,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Soldier with the gas-mask
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Has anyone been spanked by their parents after becoming an adult?
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
As a teacher, what's the most inappropriate experience you've had with a student?
“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”
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
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Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
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Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
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If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I'll see you when I get there,
Know your enemies
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
What is the craziest thing that you've ever witnessed?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Dead astronauts, pyramids
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
“…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”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Who designed our DNA structure?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Me and my peeps is all trife
I do it once, I do it twice,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
No smile is genuine or real,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
What does life mean without death?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Movin objects mentally
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Gangbangers that spit slang
If it ain't
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Mothership alien sorceress
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“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'”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
If it ain't
I seen it all in my short life
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”