What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
11.06.2025 16:18
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
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I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Why were the Japanese soldiers in WW II so hesitant to surrender in battle?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
When did you realize that your childhood was not normal?
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
How was cancer treatment different in the US and the UK?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Why do creationists ask for proof of evolution and then ignore the answers?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
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What does life mean without death?
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Who designed our DNA structure?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
If it ain't
Have you ever seen your wife being fucked?
Movin objects mentally
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“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”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
How do you feel about Donald Trump signing an executive order that says there are only two genders?
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Me and my peeps is all trife
I seen it all in my short life
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The other one don't understand me,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Know your enemies
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I never knew my life mattered”
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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'”
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
“…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”
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
No smile is genuine or real,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“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 shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
“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”
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I'll see you when I get there,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
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”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
“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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Mothership alien sorceress
Soldier with the gas-mask
If it ain't
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do