What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 04:31
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Why are daughters mean to their mothers?
Mothership alien sorceress
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
What are some tips for balancing chores, work, and family life as an adult with children?
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
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Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Why don't men find fat women attractive?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
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Until we realized how to get the real money;
If it ain't
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
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It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
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Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
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If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Soldier with the gas-mask
Why do men like women gold diggers?
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Me and my peeps is all trife
If an abortion doesn’t affect you, why do people make it a big deal?
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
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Know your enemies
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Three months later we run our own caper,
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We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
What does life mean without death?
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“…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”
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
“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 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 concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
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 Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
If it ain't
“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'”
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Reveal alien tribal culture,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
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”
I seen it all in my short life
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gangbangers that spit slang
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
I'll see you when I get there,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
I do it once, I do it twice,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
No smile is genuine or real,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
“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”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I never knew my life mattered”
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Movin objects mentally
Laser weapons and ecstasy
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
The other one don't understand me,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death