What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 01:11
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Have you ever been a victim of gaslighting? What happened?
“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'”
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
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“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Who designed our DNA structure?
If it ain't
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
What is your age now, and what age do you prefer to stay at forever?
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Me and my peeps is all trife
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Why do wives cheat on their loyal husbands?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Know your enemies
I never knew my life mattered”
How do you handle your mother-in-law after you heard her talking badly about you in the next room?
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
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I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
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I'll see you when I get there,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
How do I become an intelligent man?
I seen it all in my short life
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Who has experienced what they called a happy accident (bestiality)?
What does life mean without death?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want 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”
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Soldier with the gas-mask
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Three months later we run our own caper,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
The other one don't understand me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Gangbangers that spit slang
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Mothership alien sorceress
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Movin objects mentally
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
No smile is genuine or real,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“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”
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
If it ain't
“…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”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Reveal alien tribal culture,