What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 03:14
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Do liberals realise that God, who is much more powerful than them, is on the side of Trump?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
No smile is genuine or real,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
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Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“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
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
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We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
If it ain't
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Are there girls here who like group sex?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I'll see you when I get there,
Mothership alien sorceress
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
What is your best forbidden sex story that felt so right?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Movin objects mentally
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“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
“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 never knew my life mattered”
“…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”
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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'”
Three months later we run our own caper,
What does life mean without death?
I seen it all in my short life
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Know your enemies
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
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Me and my peeps is all trife
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
“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”
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
The other one don't understand me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If it ain't
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Gangbangers that spit slang
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,