What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 07:16
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
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In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
“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”
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Why is Canada letting too many Indians in Canada?
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
If you could instantly cancel one social norm, what would it be?
Mothership alien sorceress
I'll see you when I get there,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“…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”
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If it ain't
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
What should I do if a girl whom I love asks me to be her friend?
If it ain't
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Why do narcissists and especially covert narcissists always play the victim?
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
How does gut health affect mental well-being?
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Gangbangers that spit slang
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Know your enemies
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
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Who designed our DNA structure?
Me and my peeps is all trife
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
Are landlords allowed to make unreasonable requests?
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
Is the 4B movement's aggressiveness against men for seeing women as mantelpieces valid?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
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Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Three months later we run our own caper,
Movin objects mentally
No smile is genuine or real,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
“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”
Laser weapons and ecstasy
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I never knew my life mattered”
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
“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”
I do it once, I do it twice,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
What does life mean without death?
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
“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”
The other one don't understand me,
“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'”
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
I seen it all in my short life
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Soldier with the gas-mask
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,