What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?
13.06.2025 08:25
I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?
Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,
But there's no dollars for nothin else,
What is an easy way to get your driver's license?
I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke
Mothership alien sorceress
The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century
What are you wearing under your clothes today?
Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you
“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
Who designed our DNA structure?
Gangbangers that spit slang
Movin objects mentally
Record-breakin' the album Thriller,
These Diabetes Drugs Are Finding New Life as an Antiaging Hack - WSJ
With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,
I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,
Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,
My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries
We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers
With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,
Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',
The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,
My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,
Have you ever been forced to dress like a girl?
Until we realized how to get the real money;
Know your enemies
“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”
What is your favourite colour and why?
I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,
Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,
If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,
What does it mean when you dream that your mother died?
Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,
My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”
“The very next day while I'm off to class,
Do Republicans want to ban books and decide what your kids can and can’t read?
And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face
- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,
My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,
What is the most interesting question you can ask to get to know someone?
Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger
Soldier with the gas-mask
The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”
I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?
“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face
I do it once, I do it twice,
“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 put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life
It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”
Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose
Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows
Breaking you to suicidal tendencies
I seen it all in my short life
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,
No smile is genuine or real,
Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,
Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?
Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,
Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,
I'll see you when I get there,
Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,
Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,
Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious
Everyday I see my mother strugglin',
a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,
“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”
My sister's gear now has sex appeal,
would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?
“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,
I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,
We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife
When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,
Now there's steak with the beans and rice,
Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,
Dead astronauts, pyramids
My sister's cute but she got no gear,
If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?
Reveal alien tribal culture,
Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you
Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats
I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,
I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it
Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,
High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,
I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,
So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,
I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,
Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
“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”
Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,
What does life mean without death?
I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,
Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,
I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,
I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,
So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,
He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,
I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell
Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death
If it ain't
The other one don't understand me,
Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',
Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe
I spit like Muhammad to Moses,
Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”
Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
If it ain't
Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”
Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you
Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?
Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife
I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,
So there in school, see I'm made a fool,
Three months later we run our own caper,
Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,
My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,
Now bust the combustion Big Bang,
Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,
“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,
“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”
This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like
In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions
And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,
My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,
Me and my peeps is all trife
Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,
As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,
“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',
Laser weapons and ecstasy
The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,
Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight
Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,
Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,
“…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”
I never knew my life mattered”