What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
10.06.2025 03:13
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“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”
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Which is the worst Bollywood movie you have ever seen and why?
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
I seen it all in my short life
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
What parts of the Bible, if any, are inappropriate to read to children? Why?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
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Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“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”
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Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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I do it once, I do it twice,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
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Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Soldier with the gas-mask
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Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Movin objects mentally
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
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Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
How do I build muscle easily with isometrics?
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
Know your enemies
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
I never knew my life mattered”
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Gangbangers that spit slang
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
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,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
No smile is genuine or real,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
The other one don't understand me,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
Three months later we run our own caper,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
If it ain't
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Mothership alien sorceress
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“…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”
“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”
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
What does life mean without death?
Me and my peeps is all trife
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
“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”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Who designed our DNA structure?
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
I'll see you when I get there,
“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'”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
Until we realized how to get the real money;
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions