What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 01:17
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I do it once, I do it twice,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
What is the most overrated pleasure? Why?
If it ain't
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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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”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Can ringing in the ears be a sign of spiritual awakening?
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Soldier with the gas-mask
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
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Movin objects mentally
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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I'll see you when I get there,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
How does the narcissist react when he realizes you no longer care?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Three months later we run our own caper,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What was your biggest culture shock going to Europe?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
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 don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“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”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
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Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
What’s one positive trait you’ve gained because of BPD?
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Mothership alien sorceress
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
No smile is genuine or real,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
If it ain't
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Me and my peeps is all trife
“…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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I never knew my life mattered”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
“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”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Know your enemies
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Gangbangers that spit slang
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
I seen it all in my short life
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
“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'”
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
The other one don't understand me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
What does life mean without death?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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