What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
12.06.2025 00:58
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Reveal alien tribal culture,
The other one don't understand me,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
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But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
What do you do you do if your motorcycle chain snaps while riding on the highway?
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
If it ain't
Why do people think Justin Bieber is worse than Joseph Stalin?
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Gangbangers that spit slang
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- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
What is the best way to keep my vagina clean and fresh?
No smile is genuine or real,
If it ain't
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
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Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Does believing in God and Satan cause schizophrenia?
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
I do it once, I do it twice,
Why are perceived or real slights interpreted as rejections and reality by pwBPD?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Three months later we run our own caper,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
Why didn’t Obito confront Kakashi after he witnessed him kill Rin?
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust 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'”
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
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Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Laser weapons and ecstasy
I seen it all in my short life
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
“…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”
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Know your enemies
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Mothership alien sorceress
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
I'll see you when I get there,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
“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”
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Who designed our DNA structure?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
“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”
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My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Movin objects mentally
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
“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”
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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”
Soldier with the gas-mask
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I never knew my life mattered”
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
What does life mean without death?
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Me and my peeps is all trife
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,