What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
14.06.2025 04:14

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
No smile is genuine or real,
Who designed our DNA structure?
What is a fun psychological trick to try on someone?
What does life mean without death?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
What do you think about a sister's love?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Movin objects mentally
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Have you ever lied to your family? What were the circumstances?
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Why do guys have better skin than women even though women use more product?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Can shaving hair by Veet in our vagina cause diseases?
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If it ain't
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Gangbangers that spit slang
“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”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
What are your funniest "lost in translation" moments if you grew up speaking more than one language?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
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Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
How much should one budget to travel for 1 month generally?
Soldier with the gas-mask
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
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“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
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I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“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'”
If it ain't
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
“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”
I do it once, I do it twice,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Know your enemies
Reveal alien tribal culture,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna 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”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
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”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I never knew my life mattered”
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
I seen it all in my short life
I'll see you when I get there,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Three months later we run our own caper,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Mothership alien sorceress
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
The other one don't understand me,