What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 19:14
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The other one don't understand me,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
How could Trump, with his deplorable garbage supporters, manage to win an election?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
How can fashion design be used to make a political statement in popular culture, and society?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Just sitting at home with this huge cock. Who can take care of it for me?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Who designed our DNA structure?
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Movin objects mentally
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
No smile is genuine or real,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
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Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
What should I do if a girl whom I love asks me to be her friend?
“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'”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Why are most girls not open to the idea of anal sex?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
“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”
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
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I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I'll see you when I get there,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
“…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”
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Gangbangers that spit slang
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
I do it once, I do it twice,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I seen it all in my short life
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Three months later we run our own caper,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
What does life mean without death?
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Know your enemies
“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”
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I never knew my life mattered”
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
If it ain't
“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”
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
If it ain't
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Me and my peeps is all trife
“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”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Mothership alien sorceress
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries