What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 04:11
Laser weapons and ecstasy
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
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Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
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When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Mothership alien sorceress
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
What do you love to do at night when you’re alone?
Gangbangers that spit slang
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
What is a good comeback for when someone calls you flat?
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Know your enemies
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Can you describe what it's like to live in a town known for Harley Davidson motorcycles?
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Can you provide a list of cities named after animals and the animals they were named after?
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
If it ain't
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I do it once, I do it twice,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry 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”
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
I seen it all in my short life
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
What does life mean without death?
“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,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
I'll see you when I get there,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Who designed our DNA structure?
“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”
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“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”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
The other one don't understand me,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Movin objects mentally
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
“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'”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
I never knew my life mattered”
Me and my peeps is all trife
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
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 look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
No smile is genuine or real,
“…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”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,