What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 19:47
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Are there many people here who suffer from schizophrenia?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
What will the legacy of Jimmy Carter be in light of his death today at 100?
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I seen it all in my short life
What baseball stories from the early days of the sport seem too bizarre to be true?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What are you struggling with in your life? What would you like to have instead?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
What does the Bible say about the Antichrist? How will we know when he arrives on the scene?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'll see you when I get there,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
No smile is genuine or real,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
The other one don't understand me,
“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”
“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 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”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Who designed our DNA structure?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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,
“…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”
Mothership alien sorceress
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If it ain't
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I never knew my life mattered”
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Me and my peeps is all trife
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
What does life mean without death?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“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”
Know your enemies
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
“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'”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Movin objects mentally
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I do it once, I do it twice,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?