What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
15.06.2025 09:23
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
I do it once, I do it twice,
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I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
If it ain't
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What happens to adults with Down syndrome when their parents can't look after them any more?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
I seen it all in my short life
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Can you share 100 facts about yourself?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
If it ain't
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
What do you like the most about black people?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
The other one don't understand me,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
What’s one positive trait you’ve gained because of BPD?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
Do you think cheating is that bad?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Movin objects mentally
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
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Reveal alien tribal culture,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Mothership alien sorceress
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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”
Gangbangers that spit slang
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
No smile is genuine or real,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Who designed our DNA structure?
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
“…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”
Me and my peeps is all trife
I never knew my life mattered”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Soldier with the gas-mask
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
I'll see you when I get there,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
What does life mean without death?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
“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'”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Know your enemies
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Three months later we run our own caper,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger