What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
08.06.2025 15:18

I never knew my life mattered”
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
What was your best unexpected reunion with your childhood best friend?
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
What are your controversial and hot takes on Naruto?
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Can I study a master’s in travel and tourism in Sweden within a budget of 5 lakhs INR?
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
If it ain't
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
What's your wildest & weirdest fantasy?
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
How do you identify a woman player?
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
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I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
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“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
No smile is genuine or real,
Reveal alien tribal culture,
How does it feel to watch your wife get fucked hard?
“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 pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
Movin objects mentally
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
Gangbangers that spit slang
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would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
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Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
If it ain't
Until we realized how to get the real money;
The other one don't understand me,
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
I seen it all in my short life
I'll see you when I get there,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Me and my peeps is all trife
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
Laser weapons and ecstasy
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
“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'”
Mothership alien sorceress
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
“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”
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
“…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”
Three months later we run our own caper,
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Who designed our DNA structure?
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
Know your enemies
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
“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”
“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”
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
I do it once, I do it twice,
What does life mean without death?
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
Soldier with the gas-mask
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows