What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 02:33
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
“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 do it once, I do it twice,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
What does it mean when someone is pretending to be me?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
What topics are okay with you in comics and what topics should be totally off the table?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
What are the easiest stores for shoplifting?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
The other one don't understand me,
What does "feeling like your life is over" mean and why is it not in any dictionary online?
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Me and my peeps is all trife
What was the craziest place that you had sex with someone in public?
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
When was you wife swapping fantasy started?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
What does life mean without death?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Are miracles real or do they just have natural explanations?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Why do subpar women think that they are nines and tens?
If it ain't
No smile is genuine or real,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Who designed our DNA structure?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I seen it all in my short life
If it ain't
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Three months later we run our own caper,
I'll see you when I get there,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“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”
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I never knew my life mattered”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“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'”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Soldier with the gas-mask
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Movin objects mentally
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“…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”
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 got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Know your enemies
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground 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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Mothership alien sorceress
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“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”
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
My sister's cute but she got no gear,