What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 00:13
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“…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”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
How do you find out who your handler is as a targeted individual?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Do you know of a female masseuse that does door-to-door service in Bangalore?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
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This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Is Matt Gaetz qualified to be Attorney General of the United States?
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
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Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Why am I so jealous towards couples? Why am I tired of being single and feel my life is over?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
What does life mean without death?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
What do flat earthers think about Antarctica?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Would you let your partner cheat on you every now and again?
Who designed our DNA structure?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
What are some questions obviously just asked for sexual gratification?
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Mothership alien sorceress
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Laser weapons and ecstasy
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Soldier with the gas-mask
Three months later we run our own caper,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I seen it all in my short life
I'll see you when I get there,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
If it ain't
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Know your enemies
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
If it ain't
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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”
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The other one don't understand me,
Movin objects mentally
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
No smile is genuine or real,
“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”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I never knew my life mattered”
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“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,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Gangbangers that spit slang
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,